Tug of War 55.4 (Patreon)

As soon as they started playing Just Dance, it became clear that Martin had no idea what he was doing. "C'mon, Martin, is this the best you can do?" Timothy asked, teasing him. 

"I fear it is" Martin answered, hopelessly unable to follow the dance steps on the TV screen. 

He then noticed that Tiffany, unlike him, was doing great. Looking at her, it was hard to believe that the girl – dancing with such grace and femininity – truly was the same shy and clumsy guy who had grown up with him. 

"Where did you learn to dance like that?" he asked, as he watched Timothy perform a complex pirouette.  

"Ha! So you admit you're no match for me? I've been attending Dance, Aerobics and Yoga classes at school, you know. I guess it helped..." Timothy explained. However, now that he was thinking about it, he realized that he didn't need many classes to learn the basics of dance, and got the hang of it pretty quickly, like something natural; quite different from his experience with basketball, where even after years of training he still sucked at it. 

Martin kept observing his friend, increasingly amazed. More than even, he was convinced that Tiffany was truly meant to be a girl. Not only because of the elegant and feminine way she moved her body, but also due to the fact of how much fun she was clearly having while doing so. Tiffany looked radiant, which warmed Martin's heart. Yes, he loved seeing her so happy… He could keep watching her dancing all the day long...

…the fact she looked incredibly beautiful was a plus, of course. From her stunning face to her gracious feet, Martin was sure she was the prettiest girl he had ever seen. He couldn't help it but one again felt jealous of that Matthew guy, who was dating her. Martin knew he would never do anything to harm Tiffany's relationship, but he told himself he would kill Matthew if he hurt her in any way possible…

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"...and then you asked the woman in front of us in the line if her dog had taken kung fu classes!" Timothy was saying, laughing so hard that his belly ached. 

"I didn't understand why she got so offended, though" Martin commented, scratching his chin. "Do you remember the dog's pose? Not to mention his mustache!"

"What was the matter with his mustache?" 

"You kidding me? He looked like a Chinese sage!" 

"Oh, Martin, you totally are out of this world!" Timothy cried out, bursting into laughter again, while Martin keep facing him, not understanding what was so funny about any of that, but glad to see his friend having so much fun. 

After playing video game, they had now been chatting for about two hours, remembering old stories. Timothy was indeed having fun. At some point, he even forgot about the fact he was dressed like a girl, with his long hair in a ponytail and makeup on his face. All the awkwardness of the situation seemed to have vanished in the air. It had really been a great idea to go to Martin's house... That was as close as he could get to being a normal guy again, even being called Tiff…

"Wait... I'm curious about something" Martin suddenly said, after a moment of silence. 

"About what?" Timothy asked, apprehensive. 

"You've never cared about winning or losing in video game, you know… that's not like you. Why were you so competitive today?" 

"Well... I don't know for sure..." Timothy started saying, looking down. "I guess... well... I wanted to show you that you could treat me like before. I know I look totally girly and stuff, so I feared you would treat me differently and we wouldn't be able to, like, connect anymore." 

"Nonsense, Tiff! It doesn't matter how you look or if now you have..." Martin's eyes betrayed him and went down to Timothy's cleavage, but he quickly faced her in the eye again, feeling that it was the polite thing to do when talking to a girl. "What I'm trying to say is that you're my best friend, no matter what, okay?" 

"T-thank you, Martin" Timothy smiled brightly, which made Martin feel butterflies in his stomach. "It means a lot to me…" 

"Oh, I just remembered something!" Martin cried out, excited. "Do you remember a few weeks ago when I mentioned I had a gift for you? With everything that happened, I never had the chance to give it to you." 

"Yeah, I do remember! What is this mysterious gift, anyway, huh?" 

"You need to wait and see… Otherwise this won't a surprise, right? I'll get it now!" 

"Alright… But first, let's dance one last time!"

"Dance?" Martin frowned. "I didn't enjoy that dancing game so much, Tiff." 

"Just because I totally beat you?" Timothy giggled. "C'mon, just one more game. I promise I'll help you this time around… Pretty please?" the feminized guy begged, pouting and batting his long lashes. 

"Fine!" Martin finally gave in, thinking that when Tiffany looked at him like that, he could do anything she asked for…