Tug of War 45.1

"Oh finally!" Susan said when Timothy showed up in the living room, his heels clicking along the way. "I was starting to worry you had gotten lost in your closet, young lady!" 

"I'm sorry, mom! It's just that..." 

"It's just that you love getting all dolled up, isn't it, sweetie?" Susan smiled playfully. "You can even lose track of time when doing so, I see. But let me look at you. Yes, I love your hair and makeup. Isn't it amazing that now you are able to get ready completely by yourself when it's needed? My little girl is growing up... And I glad you decided to wear the outfit I suggested to you."

The outfit in question consisted of a pink lace top with puffed sleeves that showed the boy's stomach off; short denim shorts, which left his long, slender legs completely on display; and 3-inch wedge heels. 

"Yeah, but I totally think it was a mistake now!" Timothy protested. "This top doesn't cover my belly at all… Not to mention how short those shorts are! I feel, like, sooo exposed!" 

"Don't be silly, Tiffany. You look very fashionable." 

"Oh really? What about the heels then? Why do I even need them to go to Mrs. Bennett's house?"

"Because you can't live without heels since they make your legs look so pretty?" Susan giggled. "Now you should stop being so grumpy, baby doll. Remember you are the type of girl who likes to always look at her best. It doesn't matter if we're just going to visit our neighbor. Your life motto is 'keep calm and look fabulous'. Besides, you never know when you'll come across a handsome young man" Susan giggled again. "Maybe some charming prince will be waiting for you just outside our house and you will want him to think you are a beautiful princess, won't you?"   

"Ha! You're, like, so funny, mom!" Timothy said, annoyed, rolling his eyes. 

"I'm glad I was able to cheer you up, sweetie. Now let's get going. Mrs. Bennett is waiting for us. And I don't need to remember you that we can't afford to waste any more time because you got another invitation for tonight and you will need time to get ready again, right?"

"Like I could even forget about that!" Timothy whined, wincing. The invitation mentioned by Susan was one that the feminized boy desperately wanted to decline, but he didn't know how to do that…

Just breathe, Tiffany, he told himself, trying his best not to bite his lips since it would mess up his lipstick. Try to stay calm and then you will think of some totally amazing excuse while you are at Mrs. Bennett's house. Focus, girl! 

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The walk toward the old lady's house went smoothly. The sun was setting behind the houses across the street, and Timothy would have been able to enjoy the view and the gentle late afternoon breeze had it not been for the fact that he was so nervous about walking around his neighborhood dressed like that. 

It was true that by now everyone around already knew that he had decided to become as a girl, but he still got extremely embarrassed whenever one of those people who had watched him growing up as a boy spotted him dressed as a chick. 

Even Mrs. Bennett was already aware that Tiffany wasn't some Susan's niece, as they had told her the day she had met the girl for the first time, but in fact Timothy, who – for all she knew – had admitted to being a transgender and was now living as a female.

Timothy had thought the old lady would be angry to learn she had been tricked like that, but to his surprise she in fact was very understanding about the whole situation. When the boy went to her house to apologize and return the jewelry set she had given him, a few days after he started attending school as a female student, Mrs. Bennett didn't accept to take the jewelry back, and said that Tiffany didn't need to apologize about anything. 

"It's okay, my dear" she said, patting one of his hands. "I can only imagine how afraid you were about revealing your true identity back then. Some people can be very judgmental, can't they? But be sure that I will always be here to support you whenever you need. I may be an old lady, but I'm not a close-minded one. You are a girl, Tiffany, and a very brave one. Never let anyone say the opposite." 

Since then, Mrs. Bennett became another of Timothy's benefactors, offering him all the possible support in his so-called transition. Timothy obviously didn't like it at all, but he was a kind-hearted boy who knew that Mrs. Bennett was just a lovely and lonely old lady. He couldn't even think of treating her badly, so he simply played his role as Tiffany the best he could whenever he went to visit his neighbor, almost treating her like a real grandma. 

That was why he pasted his brightest smile on his face as he approached the old lady's house and rang the bell with a manicured finger. Next, as the door was being opened, he started saying sweetly and enthusiastically, "Oh hey! It's, like, soo nice to see..." He then stopped talking, surprised, realizing that he wasn't facing Mrs. Bennett's wrinkled face, as he had expected. In fact, the person who had opened the door and was now looking at Tiffany intensely couldn't look more different from the old lady who lived in that house.

The poor feminized boy definitely wasn't ready for that unexpected twist…