Tug of War 61.4

Timothy didn't know how to react to that revelation, and for a moment he just stood there, frozen, while Matt kissed his neck from behind and stroked his naked body. "Wait, Matt... Stop it, okay?" the feminized guy asked, finally coming to his senses. "We need to talk."

"C'mon, babe, don't be such a party pooper! I already told you I know your secret. This is no big deal! Why don't you just relax and..."

"This is a big deal for me!" Timothy cried out, pushing Matt away, which finally made the guy stop.

"Fine!" Matt sighed, frustrated. "You want to talk? Let's talk then" and saying so, he got up and walked over to the minibar next to his TV and returned with two cans of soda. He then stared at the front of his naked girlfriend for the first time, and he did a bad job of hiding his disgust when his eyes fixed on her crotch.

"No, thanks" Timothy said, when Matt held out one of the sodas. "So... umm... how long do you know?" 

"My grandma told me after our first date. She told me you were... How did she put it again? A special girl or something like that, stressing that you deserved to be respected like any other woman. Pretty progressive for someone her age, isn't it?" he smirked. "I tried to tell you this the first time I brought you here, many weeks ago, but you just didn't let me speak."

"And you are, like, okay with that?"

"Well, I won't lie. I got pretty mad at first. I mean, what guy would be okay to learn he had just dated a shemale? I hope it doesn't sound offensive... you wanted to learn the truth, didn't you? But the thing is... You're just so damn hot that I couldn't resist. You definitely look like a real woman. It's crazy to think you used to be a boy. I bet you were a very effeminate one, huh? You made the right call right turning into a girl. Someone with that pretty face and killer legs of yours was meant to wear makeup and skirts."

Timothy couldn't believe what he was hearing. How could someone turns out to be so insensitive and rude? Was Matt thinking Timothy should feel flattered by those "compliments" by any chance? And there was still more to come...

"When are you going to get rid of that little thing between your legs, by the way?" Matt asked, after a sip of soda, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to ask someone. "Couldn't that have been sorted out when you got your boobs? Since you were already at the surgery table?"

"T-that's not so simple, Matt. It's a complex surgery and..." Timothy was interrupted by his phone, which started ringing. However, the feminized guy had no idea where his purse was... probably somewhere on the bedroom floor, under some of the pieces of clothing that they had thrown everywhere. Furthermore, he didn't feel like answering a phone call at that moment, so disturbed he was. 

"Complex or not, you should get it done it as soon as possible, babe. Don't you want to be a woman? Trust me, you'll be perfect once you get that thing cut out, and I'll be even crazier about you... Anyway, I no longer care if you used to be a guy or not. Sure, it would be the worst thing ever if my buddies found out the truth about you, but I don't think this is possible, right? I mean, looking at you, who would even suspect?" he finished, and Timothy swallowed hard. 

"Umm... Matt, you are aware that everyone at my school knows that I am trans, right?"

"That's another reason why I kept insisting for so long that you should transfer to my school, even though our graduation is already around the corner. No one knows about your past there. Don't you think it would be much more comfortable, even for you?"

"They would discover it sooner or later. Our town isn't that big. Actually... I fear your friends may already know the truth about me..."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Matt cried out, looking horrified. 

"Have you heard of a contest called Miss Charming?" Timothy asked, getting more and more scared. "I... umm... I ended up enrolled in this thing somehow, and people are talking about it all over the internet... Gosh, there was even a TV reporter who surprised me when I was leaving school today... Before I fully understood what was going on, I was already giving him an interview and... "

"You did what?" Matt shouted, now definitely furious, throwing his arms in the air. "I've always knew you were a dumb blonde, but I had no idea you could be that stupid! Fuck, can you turn off this damn phone while I'm talking to you?" he added, when Timothy's phone started ringing again. "How could you sign up for a fucking beauty contest without consulting me first?"

"I didn't sign up myself" Timothy said in a faint voice. "That's what I'm trying to say. Someone set me up."

"Oh, really? Now you want me to believe this crap? As if I didn't know you are a fucking attention whore, always dressing like a slut! Holy crap... that must the reason why everyone was looking funny at me at school today... Do you realize what you have done, you airhead? You may have ruined my reputation! Is that how you thank me for dating a fucking tranny like you, and treating you like a real girl? I can't believe it... What the hell is wrong with you? Do you ever use your head to think of anything besides makeup, heels and sucking cocks?"

Timothy lowered his head, feeling his face burn in shame as tears streamed from his eyes. He had never felt so violated and humiliated in his entire life, not even after his first makeover as Tiffany or when he woke up to find that he had been given breasts that he had never asked for. Matt's words felt like red-hot knives piercing him over and over again, without mercy. It hurt so badly that he had trouble breathing as he looked at the pathetically small thing between his legs that used to be his penis, still tasting Matt's sperm in his mouth. 

More than ever, he was sure he had no feelings for Matt, especially now that the guy was showing his true character. What really made Timothy depressed was the unfairness of the situation. He didn't deserve to be treated like a pile of garbage for just being who he was. Nobody did! At that moment, he was convinced he was experiencing the pain of many trans people in the world. Sure, he hadn't chosen to transition, but it still hurt a lot. Matt had said such horrible things to him for the simple fact that he couldn't bear the ideia of his friends knowing that Tiffany had been born a male. Timothy thought it was so perverse that he simply couldn't put it into words. 

"I think we still can work it out" Matt suddenly said, as he kept pacing around, trying to calm himself. "I know I was harsh with you, but you realize it was your own fault, right? I'm willing to forgive you, though, and I have a plan. You can simply withdraw from that damn contest, and then we'll disappear from this shithole of a town as soon as we graduate. I have a lot of college scholarship offers... all over the country! We can go to the farthest place possible. Maybe you can be accepted into college with me. But if you can't, so what? I'll take care of you, okay: Your only job will be to look pretty to me. Doesn't that sound perfect?"

"This is really how you see me?" Timothy cried out, sobbing. "A trophy girlfriend whose only purpose in life is being an eye-candy for you? The idea that I am, like, just a normal person with my own dreams and plans doesn't even cross your mind, does it?" he added, his sadness turning into anger. Maybe he was fated to be stuck as Tiffany for the rest of his life, but it didn't mean he was going to be a trophy wife for some smug football player. "You know what, Matt? This is over! I'm not your girlfriend anymore!" and saying so, Timothy take off the promise ring Matt had given him and threw it on the floor. 

"Y-you... h-how..." Matthew babbled, stunned. "Who the fuck you think you are to dump me? Do you really think any other guy will want to date something like you?"

"I don't care, just get out of my way!" the feminized guy yelled, bending down to pick up her dress and shoes. 

"You're not going anywhere!" Matthew stated, grabbing Timothy's wrist roughly and shooting him with his eyes. However, almost at the same time, they heard hurried steps up the stairs. "What the fuck?" Matt exclaimed, just an instant before someone burst into the room...