Tug of War 47.1

The next morning, as soon as the sun rose, Timothy grabbed his phone and urgently texted Katherine. 'There's a problem. Need your help'. It was all he said, but was enough to make Kate alarmed. 

'What kind of problem? What's going on, Tiff?' she asked. 

Timothy then looked left and right to make sure Alyssa and the other girls were still sleeping. Yes, the whole group had slept in Timothy's bed, squeezing the feminized boy in the middle. Even now, Gabriella still had a leg over his lower body, while Chloe had an arm over his belly. 

It had definitely not been an easy night for the poor boy, and the irony of the situation was overwhelming. He had spent the night surrendered by three incredibly hot girls, what would be a fantastic prospect for almost any straight guy in the world, but in reality there was nothing he could do. 

So close yet so far away…

For the first time he was glad his penis wasn't working properly these days. What could have happened if it had gotten hard during the night? Timothy didn't want to even think about it. The girls saw him as someone harmless, after all. For them, Timothy – or Tiffany – was just one of the girls, with whom they could talk about makeup, fashion and boys, just like they had done during the sleepover. In Timothy's mind, something like a boner could definitely have caused a great commotion in the room.

But the fact that Timothy's member down there didn't feel so alive didn't mean he couldn't get aroused. Thus, he had barely been able to get any sleep, as he kept being rubbed and touched all night long.

With none of those concerns in mind, though, the girls were indeed sleeping soundly. This way, Timothy thought it was safe to tell Katherine about his biggest concern at the moment. 

'Ok, so...' he began to type anxiously. 

'It's a long story...'

'But the thing is that I have a date tonight and...'

'A date?!!!' Kate typed, before Timothy could finish what he had to say. 'With who?'

'Gosh, that's not the point here, Kate' Timothy replied, annoyed. What he really wanted was for Kate to help him call off the date. 'Listen, I need...'

'What you mean this is not the point?' Katherine interrupted him again. 'I wanna know who you're gonna date! Is the guy from school?'

'How can you be so sure this is a guy?' Timothy asked, even more bothered. 

'Ha! Very funny, girl! Now are you gonna tell me who he is or not?'

'Fine! If this is, like, soooo important to you... The guy is not from our school. He's my neighbor's grandson. I met him at her house. Now listen...' 

"Ohhh this is so exciting! Your first date! Congrats, Tiff! Is he handsome? How did he ask you out?'

'Oh my gosh, why aren't you listening to me, Kate? I totally need your help, okay?!'

'Oh I understand! You need my help getting ready for your date, isn't it? Don't worry, Tiff, I'll be at your house in the early afternoon. Then you can tell me everything about this guy while we get you all dolled up! See you soon, girl! Xoxo!'

Timothy just couldn't believe what he had just read. Why did everyone assume he was happy about dating a guy? Kate knew he was dressing like a girl just to annoy his father. Why was she acting like that then? Could it be that Timothy was so good as a Tiffany that the girl had started believing he truly wanted to be a female? 

Such a theory made him even more nervous. Martin didn't believe this Tiffany thing was just a charade. Without Kate at his side, he would be completely alone. He was about to type that she had got it all wrong, but before that he heard a voice saying in his ear:

"Good morning, darling. Oh, I see you were already awake. I bet you are so excited for your big day that you simply couldn't sleep longer, right?" Alyssa asked, smiling, and Timothy gulped, feeling screwed.