Tug of War 33.5

As in a rehearsed act, Susan came into the salon just at that moment, carrying many shopping bags. 

"Hey, Marlene" she said, approaching the hairdresser. "Sorry for the delay. I didn't plan to take so long out there but... Oh, never mind! Where's Tiffany? I can hardly wait to see what you have done to my little girl."

"Well..." Marlene started, with an amused smile on her face. "She isn't far away. Why don't you take a look around?"

After such a hint, Susan finally paid attention to the beautiful girl who was at the hair station next to Marlene, and slowly – but surely – she got utterly dumbfounded...

"Tiffany? Is that really you?" she asked, dropping the bags on the floor. 

"Y-yes, mom" Timothy shyly replied, looking down and fluttering his long eyelashes, which just made the feminized boy look even more adorable and attractive. 

"Oh my gosh! Honey, you look so… so pretty… so gorgeous... just like a real doll!" Susan then hugged her stepson so tightly that the boy almost ran out of breath. 

"Take it easy, mom" he cried out. "You're going to break me in half!"

"Oh, you have no idea how happy I am!" the woman continued, ignoring the boy's complaints. "But I must be a terrible mother! How could I not recognize my own baby daughter?"   

"Ha! I wouldn't be so hard on myself if I were you, Susan" Marlene said, cheerfully. "Tiffany undeniably looks a little different, and you weren't exactly paying attention to people around you since you were in such a hurry." 

"I guess you're right" Susan said, getting her spirit back. "In any case, I have to thank you, Marlene. Thank you so much for doing your magic and bringing all the beauty of my baby doll to the surface. I'm sure she will be much more confident about her femininity now. Isn’t that right, sweetie?" she asked Timothy. 

"Sure, mommy" Timothy said, grinding his teeth. 

"You're welcome, darling" Marlene replied. "It wasn't even that hard, in fact. Tiffany already was such a pretty girl… It was all about highlighting her wonderful features. Also, I have to say that it was a pleasure to finally meet your sweet daughter. I hope to see her here more often now."

"Oh, don’t worry about that. I'm sure that soon she will be as addicted to salon trips as her beloved mother" Susan said, and the two women laughed. "Now, aren’t you anxious to see the outfit I've got for you, princess?" she looked at Timothy again. "Come on. Let's go to the dressing room to get you ready."  

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"Look what they did to me!" Timothy exclaimed, almost freaking out, as soon as he saw himself alone with his stepmother. "This is completely insane! Did you hear me? Insane! What am I going to do now?" 

"I don't understand, Tiffany. Aren't you happy about your new look?"

"Happy?! No, of course not! How can you even ask me something like that? I look every bit like a girl... A freaking drop-dead gorgeous girl!" 

"Well, isn't that a good thing, honey? I mean, if you thought Marlene and the other girls were overdoing it, why didn't you tell them to stop and do something more modest on you?" 

"I... I was confused and scared, okay? The last thing I wanted was for them to find out I'm a guy! You were supposed to be here to help me. Why did you take so long to come back?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry, honey. I really am… Most of your outfit wasn't so difficult to pick, but then I had to find some specific garments that I want you to try, and it took some time. However, what really slowed me down was your father." 

"My father?! Is he here, too?" 

"At the mall? Oh, no. I don't think Richard has ever stepped into a mall. But he called me, and he kept talking forever." 

"What did he want?"

"Oh, honey, he's completely desperate! He hasn't recovered yet from the shock of knowing that you were at Mrs. Bennett's house dressed as a girl, and he got even more out of his mind when he learned where you are right now. He begged me to try to bring you back to reason, and I hinted that if he really wants Tiffany to go away, he should just accept Timothy as he used to be, and forget this idea of sending him to the Military Academy. This way, he perhaps would have his son back. I'm confident that my words had a huge impact on him. I think he's realizing that it's time to admit defeat, sweetie." 

"Are you serious?" Timothy asked, suddenly getting excited. "Do you really think so?"

"Absolutely, sweetie. And when he sees how you look now... Oh god, I think this time it'll be too much for him. He's already on the verge of breaking down, after all. That's why you should be happy about your makeover, even if it went a bit too far."

"But you have your own reasons for enjoying all this mess, huh?" Timothy raised one of his thin eyebrows, which made it looks even more arched and beautiful. "You looked truly thrilled when you got into the salon and saw me."

"I had to keep up appearances in front of Marlene, dear. But okay, I admit I liked seeing you all dolled up" she smiled playfully. "I told I'd like to experience a 'mother-daughter day out' at least once, and now you definitely look like the girly daughter I've always dreamed of having. Don't think I planned any of this, though. I honestly thought the most you would allow Marlene to do was to get your hair straightened or something. But we cannot go back in time, right? So you should use this incident in your favor. Just listen to my idea…" 

"At night, when we get home, your father will be even more anguished to know that you've spend the whole day at the mall looking like this. As if that wasn't enough, you're going to tell him how much you love your new look, and that you want to go back to the salon every week to take care of your hair, nails skin... Next, you can even say that you can hardly wait to get a boyfriend now that you have finally found your true self as a pretty girl. After that, darling, Tiffany will be history. If you want to, I think your dad will be willing to even form a rock band with you just to get you back to being a boy." 

"It sounds, like, all good, mom" Timothy sassily said, sitting down in a nearby armchair.  He then crossed his legs gently and laid his chin on a manicured finger, pouting. Susan wondered if her stepson had any idea about how precious and feminine he looked when doing so. Tiffany was definitely destined to be a heartbreaker. Pretty soon she would have all the boys in the palm of her hand... 

"But I think you're forgetting one small detail" he continued. "Even if this plan works as you are expecting, what am I going to do next? How can I even attend school on Monday? After everything they did to me at this crazy place, I doubt I'll be able to look like a normal guy anytime soon."

"Don't worry your pretty little head about that, cutie-pie. Just focus on your goal, okay? When everything is resolved, we can even think of a way for you to skip school for one or two weeks, if necessary. Now let's get you dressed. We can't stay in this dressing room forever. Take off your robe and underwear, please."

"Aren't you going to leave?"

"Why should I? We're all girls here, aren't we? Not to mention that you are my precious little daughter" Susan laughed. "Now seriously, you're going to need some help to put on the special garments I bought for you. Trust me. You'll understand why soon…"

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Hey, guys! 

Sorry, I wasn't supposed to post the image I posted yesterday before this chapter. Sometimes I can be such a ditzy girl! :-P