Tug of War 14

"Since we're a little late, I'll take care of dinner tonight, and you'll be my helper" Susan said when they went to the kitchen. "But again, I want you to pay attention on everything because you'll be cooking tomorrow, understood?" 

"Yes, Susan." 

"Good." 

The meal was ready just before Richard got home. One more time, the man had to disguise his dissatisfaction at seeing his son wearing that girly apron, and it was even worse when he took that damn thing off to go to the dining room. It wasn't just because of the outfit he was wearing that made him look like a perfect faggot. There was something else... 

"Your body..." the man began, slowly, scratching his head. "It looks different somehow..." 

"Of course it looks different, daddy!" Timothy said, rolling his eyes. "You men never pay attention to what we girls do, do you? Susan helped me get rid of all my body hair. Now my skin is completely soft and smooth. Oh, daddy, it feels, like, soo good! I have no idea why I haven’t done it before!" 

And saying so, Timothy began to parade and pose in front of his father, who got truly furious. Richard knew very well that Timothy had never looked that manly. Despite that, he was sure at the beginning of that stupid game that the boy would look ridiculous wearing girly stuff. That wasn't what was happening, though. Timothy’s body, especially his legs... They really got Richard disturbed. A boy shouldn't have legs like those ones! For a moment, Richard considered giving up. He would let his son do whatever he wanted, even play his damn guitar, just for him to stop behaving more and more like a sissy… 

No! Richard thought, regaining control over himself. This is exactly what he expects me to do. I need to focus on my goal! Let's see how much more of this bullshit he can endure… 

"You look great, sweetheart" Richard stated, smirking. "I see that you were never meant to be a man, after all – Not with such a delicate body. I mean, which girl would like to have a boyfriend who looks better than her in a dress? However, I think you need to lose some weight." 

"W-what?" Timothy stuttered, stumped. 

"That’s right, doll. I know you girls hate to hear something like that, but I’m your father and I’m just trying to help you. Men like women in good shape."

"Oh, I think that's a splendid idea, dear!" Susan intervened.

"B-but... Am I not thin enough already?" the boy asked, about to freak out. 

"Don't be silly, Timmy" Susan said. "A girl can always lose a pound or. I, for instance, live on diet of low calorie food! Don't you see how little I eat? Now that your father mentioned it, I see that you definitely need to lose some weight, especially on your waist."

"That's decided then!" Richard thundered, triumphantly. "You must start eating the same amount your stepmother eats – Perhaps even a little less than her, since you’re in a critical situation. Unless, of course, you think it’s too much and you want to give up on this 'knowing your feminine side' idea..."

"No!" Timothy cried out, quickly. "I want it more than anything, daddy!" 

"How nice, sweetie" Susan said, smiling. "Then I think you should start your new diet right now, don't you agree? Just think how graceful your body will look after a few weeks of sacrifice!"

Timothy could barely hide his displeasure when he saw what he was going to have for dinner that night. On his plate, there was only  a tiny portion of salad. Even Susan would eat a small piece of meat and some rice. The boy knew he would still be hungry after such a small meal. But he didn't complain. Smiling sweetly, he thanked his father and his stepmother for being so good to him. Oh, but it would have been much easier if his father's food didn’t smell so good...

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Later that night, Susan took some time to talk to Timothy and Richard separately again. Both of them were feeling discouraged and lost, unable to envision any possibility of winning that game, at least in the short run. They were in such a vulnerable state that it was almost too easy for Susan to manipulate them. She said it would actually take longer than expected, but the victory was certain. They just needed more patience and dedication. 

Richard wasn't happy about that 'diet thing'. He had suggested it in a moment of fury, but now he was having second thoughts.

"Why that stupid boy can't see that I only want the best for him, Susan? Why does he keep acting like a sissy? I've been in school, and I know how kids are. With his hairless body and an even smaller figure, he will be ruthlessly mocked! Oh, I remember the good old days… My buds and I used to mock the faggot boys all the time... That's what someone who can't be a real man deserves, right? But I could never have guessed that my son... my own son would become one of those pansies."

"I know this is hard, honey, but remember you are doing the right thing. Timothy will give up this charade sooner or later, and then he'll have to do what you want. Just think about it. You will be able to guide him into becoming a real man... A Navy officer, just like you, and you will be so proud of him..."

Timothy complained about that his new diet, too, and suggested that maybe he could sneak into the kitchen late at night to eat something away from his father's sight. Susan didn’t approve it, though. 

"If you don't lose some weight, your father will be suspicious, sweetie. Even if you feel a little hungry, you need to strive. This is the only way" she explained. "Oh, and you know what, I have some pills that can make you lose a pound or two pretty fast..."