Tug of War 39

As Timothy crossed the school hallway toward the principal's office, he was well aware of how much attention he was drawing to himself. Almost everybody stopped talking to look at what they believed to be a new student… a female student, of course.  

Many girls could barely disguise their jealousy and spite against the supposed newcomer, hating the fact that she looked so good. The guys, on the other hand, got astonished by the sight of such a gorgeous, sexy girl. As she passes by, wearing her miniskirts and high heels, and moving her hips sensually with every step she took, they couldn't help it but openly lusted after her. 

Timothy tried to ignore the glances he was receiving, but it wasn't being easy. The feminized boy had never been so nervous in his entire life. There he was, dressed as a girl in front of his whole school. What would happen when people found out who he really was? This could go very, very wrong, to say the least. But despite this, he kept a confident expression on his face, mostly to piss off the person who was walking by his side – none other than his father. 

Richard was indeed completely furious… Furious at his son, who was not only exposing himself to ridicule, but also ruining the whole family's reputation, and furious at those stupid kids around, lusting after his daughter not knowing she actually was a freak boy in drag. He knew they would crush Tiffany when they became aware that she was just a sissy. 

Once again, Richard remembered his school days, and how he and his friends used to treat the faggots at the time. There was one in particular (whose name Richard couldn't remember, nor did he care about), who at some point started to grow his hair and nails and wear silk shirts – Nothing as extreme as what timothy was doing, but even so Richard and his buddies beat the crap out of that pansy boy until he was forced to leave the school. 

And now, Richard thought, fuming, his own son was about to officially become the school sissy. Talk about irony! But Richard was making a huge effort to ignore the humiliation that he himself was certainly about to feel. All that mattered now was to punish Timothy hard – So hard that he would remember it forever. Since the boy hated so much acting like a real man, now he could have all the fun in the world living as a 'cheap imitation' of a woman…

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"Good morning, Mr. Foster" said Charles Lambert, the school principal. He was a tall, thin man in his mid forties, with a large mustache – obviously dyed black – and an almost completely bald head. He was wearing an old brown suit with a hideous green and blue tie. "Take a seat, please. Would you like something to drink? Coffee? Water? No? Okay, then. Anyway, would you mind if I ask who is this young lady with you?"

"This is my daughter, Mr. Lambert" Richard stated, as Timothy sat beside him, crossing his smooth legs. 

"Your daughter?" the school principal raised his almost nonexistent eyebrows. "I didn't know you had a daughter, Mr. Foster."

"Nor did I, until some days ago" Richard smirked. 

"I'm not sure I'm following you" Mr. Lambert said, sounding slightly offended, as if he felt he was being made a fool of.

"Then let me explain it to you. Do you remember my son, Timothy Ray Foster?"

"Of course. He's one of our students, after all." 

"No anymore. For all intents and purposes, Timothy is gone. He now is Tiffany Rose Foster, this lovely girl by my side."

Upon hearing that, the school principal got absolutely sure that the other man was indeed mocking him. "Are you telling me that this girl is Timothy… your son?" he asked, skeptical.

"Exactly, Mr. Lambert. She came out as a transgender some weeks ago, and started living as a female at home. Now she wants to attend school as her true self, too. That's why I am here. I want to make sure that my daughter will be treated like the girl she is." 

"Mr. Foster!" the other man exclaimed exasperated. "I don't know what your true intentions are, but there's no way this girl is your son! Her face... her figure..." 

"Daddy is telling you the truth, sir" Timothy said, using his male voice for the first time in many days, which made the school principal gasp, dumbfounded. "I really am – or used to be – Timothy. Would you mind if I, like, use my female voice now? I totally hate sounding like a boy, you know. Anyway, after I came out to my family, Mommy… I mean, my stepmom took me to the salon for a makeover, and also helped me buying women's garments. That's how I look like this now." 

After Timothy finished, Mr. Lambert kept looking from the supposed boy to Mr. Foster intensely, as if he expected the two of them to burst out laughing at any moment, after their successful prank. Since that didn’t happen, though, the school principal was forced to consider the possibility that they were telling the truth. Mr. Foster was one of the most respected men in town, after all. He wouldn't simply go around playing tricks on people out of the blue. And he had heard that girl's real voice… there was no way a real female would sound like that. 

However, accepting that such a story was real didn't make things simpler for Mr. Lambert – quite the opposite, in fact. 

"Mr. Foster, are you really okay with the fact that your son wants to live as a girl?" he asked, with sincere curiosity and some disgust in his voice.

"Such news would be a shock to any father, Mr. Lambert. But my daughter's happiness is the most important thing to me." 

B-but for God's sake, Mr. Foster. You're a Navy officer! Your reputation... Also, haven't you considered the possibility that this could just be... a phase? I mean, kids these days..."

"Just look at her!" Richard almost shouted at the man. "Do you think she looks like someone who is joking when she says she wants to be a girl? And I'm not here to hear your thoughts on how I take care of my reputation! All I want to know is if Tiffany will be allowed to attend school as a female student!"

"This is not so simple, Mr. Foster! We are not in one of those liberal states, and I don't even know what current legislation says about it! I'll need to check it out."

Many phone calls later, he finally addressed the man in front of him again. "That's it. The only way for your son..."

"My daughter, Mr. Lambert."

"Fine! The only way for your daughter to attend school as a female is by presenting a medical report certifying that she indeed is a transgender, and that she is undergoing a sex reassignment therapy."

"A medical report, huh?" Richard scratched his chin, as Timothy started getting alarmed. What exactly was a sex reassignment therapy? He had no idea, but he didn't like the sound of that. "Okay, we can get one" Richard continued. "But what happens in the meantime?" 

"I can make an exception for a day or two and let him... well... her attend classes wearing women's clothes" Mr. Lambert said, grinding his teeth. He was obviously not happy about that. "But she can't use the ladies' room! The best Io can do for now is allow her to use the teachers' bathroom to avoid some kind of… embarrassment. Still, I would like to point out that..."

"This sounds acceptable, Mr. Lambert" Richard interrupted the school principal. "Thank you. I assure you I'll get you the medical report soon. Now, we also need to discuss a new curriculum for Tiffany. She needs classes more suitable for the young lady she is now…"