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Think Pink By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter Four "Heyyyyyyy girrrrl," Sherri said with a huge grin on her face as Dave got out and opened the car door. "Hey?" Ted was stunned, seeing Dave and then Toby waiting in the car. "Wow, Diana," said Toby, giving him a hug and kissing his cheek, greeting him. "You look amazing." "She always does, and we all hate her for that," said Sherri with a wink, looking out from the driver's seat. "Hurry up and get in, because we only have these guys for few hours, so I'll fill you in on the ride." "I'm sure you will!" Ted replied, getting in the back seat of his car and having little choice but to greet Toby. "Hi." "I'm so happy to see you again, Diana." Toby kissed his cheek. "I'm so glad you girls said yes to this. It'll be a blast. I promise." "A blast?" said Ted, ready to kill Sherri. "Really?" "Oh don't mind her. She's as big a Laker fan as they come, and how often do you get a chance to sit court side," said Sherri. "Courtside?" Ted was shocked. "We're going to the game and sitting courtside?" "Oh did I not mention that part?" giggled Sherri. "Ah no," said Ted, looking towards her. "Or like any part?" "Sorry I was so busy coordinating the details with Dave in between non-stop pain in the ass customers," Sherri rolled her eyes as she drove. "You know while someone we won't mention by name was primping and having her nails done." "Oh," sighed Ted, shaking his head. "Yeah I'll take that as a thank you, but really thank the fellas," said Sherri. "When I was chatting with Dave this morning, he mentioned Toby worked for the Lakers, and I remembered you had that framed vintage 'Magic' jersey at your house so...." "I love the Lakers," said Ted. "I didn't even know you noticed that?" "I notice everything, girl friend," smiled Sherri. "But you should know that by now about me?" "Yeah...That I kind of did know?" Ted replied. "Exactl,y and I figured we could go to a boring dinner anytime, right?" said Sherri, reaching over and tapping Dave. "I mean no offense, guys." "None taken, and of course we'd rather be there with two pretty ladies than our buddies we had planned to go with," said Toby. "You mean these were your friend's seats?" asked Ted. "Kind of, but we take them all the time," said Toby, smiling as he looked at him. "Figured it would be more fun to get to know you guys better." "Oh I doubt that?" said Ted, taking a breath. "But thanks." "Well Toby said if we ever wanted to go, he'd hook us up," Sherri said, pulling up at the employee entrance. "So here we are? Hooked up, Diana?" "Hooked up?" said Ted as their doors were opened by valet. Sherri gave him a wink and then looped her arm through his as they followed Toby to the VIP entrance. He was in awe walking in through an entrance he always dreamed of coming through, as suddenly he was inside without much of a care in the world. He sat next to Sherri as the girls sat in the middle and the guys sat on their outside. He actually really liked Toby as a person as they chatted about life and basketball, trying to be cordial yet keep his distance. It was an exciting game and that helped keep everyone's attention focused on basketball, yet he could see the way Toby was looking at him. He was already too touchy feel,y leaning over every chance he got until thankfully their food arrive to occupy his hands. "Are you crazy putting those greasy fries on white pants?" Sherri pulled the little food tray away before he put it on his lap. "Sorry, my fault," said Toby. "I'll hold it for you, Diana." "Oh you sure?" said Ted, realizing he was reaching to pick fries off Toby's lap. "I'm not that hungry anyway." "Which is why you have that amazing skinny figure, and please just eat," said Toby, holding up a French fry to Ted's lips. "Uumm thanks, but I'm not that hungry," said Ted, not wanting to take it from his fingers. "Oh ok?" said Toby, a bit insulted, pulling it back. "I know it's shit food so maybe if you want we can go for a nice dinner after the game." "I'm sorry," said Ted, grabbing his wrist and pulling it back towards him and biting the fry. "This is fine." "Ok then maybe another night?" said Toby, lifting another fry to his lips. "I don't want to be too forward, but I'd love to take you to dinner." "Dinner?" Ted swallowed hard. "Isn't this dinner? And thanks?" "No I meant more like a fancier dinner. You know, like a date?" said Toby, leaning in and just that fast softly kissing him. "Please just give me another fry," moaned Ted pushing back. "Sorry," said Toby, backing down and handing one over. "Too soon?" "T,oby you're a great guy and the game is amazing but..." Ted reluctantly nibbled it down. "It's just...." "It's just she's more of a foot long girl than a little French princess." Sherri took the hot dog from its bun. "Let's show him babe." In her mouth she shoved the hot dog and then grabbed the back of Ted's face as suddenly it was in both their mouths. When their lips touched, Sherri nipped off most of the dog swallowing it as Ted was fighting his gag reflex until somehow he downed the much shorter piece. She oddly leered at Toby for a moment and then smirked before leaning back in, pressing her lips hard against Ted's. It was a brief yet deep kiss that would cause a minor stir to anyone sitting near them as she peeked towards Toby before ending the kiss. "So we're gonna go," said Sherri, standing up and grabbing her pocketbook. "Thanks for the tickets, guys." "Ohhhh?" said Dave. "So you sure you don't' want to stay to the end. It's a competitive game and might be a thriller until the end." "No thank you and I think we're beyond the cheap thrill crap, aren't we?" said Sherri, taking Ted's hand and gently tapping Dave's shoulder. "I'll give you a call during the week to catch up Dave, but we've got other plans later so we better get moving." "You sure," said Toby as the guys stood up. "I hate to see you guys leave already, and I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable." "No it's us that are sorry if we gave the wrong impression and made you fellas let's say a bit uncomfortable," said Sherri, looking down at their pants and then kissing Dave's cheek. "Enjoy the stiff competition and hopefully things will settle down for you once we're gone. Come on, babe." "Thanks again. Good night," said Ted, kissing Toby's cheek and almost laughing as they turned away. Up the aisle they walked to men gawking at them as Sheri could care less, pulling Ted along by the hand and then the second they were in the tunnel away under the stands they were laughing. "Oh my gawwwdd Sherri," giggled Ted. "That was so hot it's ridiculous." "Maybe, but that wasn't my intention," Sherri laughed. "It wasn't?" asked Ted, a bit concerned. "Well at least initially," said Sherri with a smile and a wink. "You know until he tried making a move on my girl." "But you set me up with him," Ted replied, confused. "Oh that was just to get you some experience," explained Sherri. "You know, have a little fun flirting and I really did think you'd enjoy being courtside. Was I wrong?" "Well the courtside part you were right about, but not the feeling comfortable with a guy part," said Ted, waving his finger at her and grinning. "You know I'm not into that?" "Well maybe now I do?" Sherri replied. "But you did let him kiss you! Didn't you?" "I damn well did not, and obviously you didn't like it!" said Ted, defending himself. "Yeah? But did you?" said Sherri, testing him. "Because even if you didn't let him, at a minimum you didn't pull back too quickly from what I saw." "Of course I did," said Ted annoyed. "You mean after I intervened?" Sherri replied with a smirk. "Plus they actually are decent guys, and I'm not mad about that because I guess I'd be curious too. I'm sure you've never been kissed like that before, and he is very cute." "No I was not curious, and of course I haven't," steamed Ted. "So you were jealous then?" "Guilty!" Sherri raised her hand. "And you haven't denied he was very cute though?" "Please stop," said Ted. "Not my type. I'm only into girls." "You sure?" Sherri teased. "Yup I'm a full-fledged lesbian," smiled Ted. "You good with that now?" "Well yeah," said Sherri. "You saw how competitive I get when someone tries fucking with my shit." "You're shit?" laughed Ted. "Well I guess that I did." "Good, because I'm done having any gross men around me tonight giving me dirty looks when I kiss my date," said Sherri. "Now let's go drink and dance and party and have a little fun without any disgusting dicks around." "Ok, but I thought even though we're you know? ...girlfriends," said Ted. "You know that you still liked mine." "Sorry I meant disgusting dicks, meaning like disgusting straight men," said Sherri, rubbing his crotch. "I may be a lesbian, but that doesn't mean I don't enjoy a little dick in my life under the right conditions?" "Well it's not that little is it?" said Ted, all insulted. "Until I let her out she is," said Sherri, kissing him. "Now please, I'm done even looking at or thinking about men right now. Please let's just go dance a little, have a few drinks and enjoy each other." "Ok but weren't there even more men than women at the gay bar last night?" asked Ted curiously. "Who said we were going back there?" Sherri rolled her eyes. "I'm taking you to a concert, and thanks for paying for the tickets by the way." "A concert with only women," Ted said, surprised. "I didn't even know there was such a thing, or a millions guys would probably try sneaking in." "Well mostly women, and a bit hard core," Sherri replied. "It's the Indigo Girls and I'd say not high on the straight guy's playlist." "Oh?" said Ted. "Probably not!" "Exactly, and don't get excited when we jump in the back to change," said Sherri, pulling into a stadium parking lot. "You damn well better save that for later or I'll leave you with a bull dyke that will make the ones you met last night look like Cinderella." "No thank you," yelped Ted, scared at the thought, looking at all the cars and women tail gating. "Now that's my honey," said Sherri, pecking a kiss as she pulled into a row, parking the car. "Go in the back and let me get your outfit from the trunk." His eyes bugged at seeing tattoo covered women tossing the pig skin and drinking beer as he looked around at the massive tail gate party. Western wear, leather and blue jeans were the common themes as he looked at more women with crew cuts and bulging biceps than he'd ever seen in one place. At least mixed into some of the groups were lipstick lesbians, some of which even looked more girly in skirts and heels. He'd be entering the concert as actually one of the more delicate ones he thought to himself, immediately heeding her warning without an ounce of resistance as she hopped in the backseat, slamming the door. "Close your eyes and don't be worried," said Sherri kissing him. "I promise you'll be really comfortable in this and blend right in ok, plus I think you're going to love what I have in mind?" "Oh boy," Ted replied as she undid his shoes, pulling them off. In no time he was in nothing but his gaff and then knew the feeling of a cincher being looped around his waist. "Breath in, and you know the drill from last night," said Sherri in his ear as she was tightening it from behind. "This won't be as crazy tight as yesterday though." "Really?" moaned Ted. "Feels tight to me. Maybe my body is still numb." "Oh stop, you big sissy." Sherri kissed his neck from behind as she fastened it. "These are such big sellers in the store and look amazing. Now please don't make this more difficult than it has to be, especially in a car." "Ok and not that I don't want you to, but please don't nibble on my neck again or we'll have a different problem," said Ted, stretching his face back and planting a kiss, feeling a tingle of excitement through his veins. "Trust me, we won't," said Sherri, reaching under and giving it a nasty flick with her fingers against his gaff. "Pop that elastic and don't worry, I've got a scissor in my bag." "Not funny," Ted replied, not really appreciating her giggle. In reality he gave her no trouble, wanting to get it over with quickly and knew people couldn't see through his tinted windows. When finally she knotted the back, she slipped thigh high stockings up each leg and then had him stand on his knees. What he never expected was to find his boy's parts drop free as she pulled down his gaff. "Sherri?" Ted asked surprised. "You're changing my underwear, right?" "Not exactly, and don't move," Sherri said as he could feel her snap the garters and then her fingers reach between his own legs, manipulating him. "Ooohhh Sherri." "Ewwww! Do not even think about yanking that!" said Sherri, pulling away his hand. "That boy shit is gross, and you already noticed there are no boys around, are there?" "I wasn't," Ted replied. "I was just surprised you kind of let it loose and then..." "Temporary adjustment I wasn't fully planning on, but the way you're thinking I'm glad I prepared a bit of insurance," Sherri twisted him between her fingers. "And you won't find any girls in any loose shirts here tonight, so that shit is going right back away momentarily." "Of course. Wait?" Ted said until be felt something tighten around his member. "What the fuck?" "Stop, it's just to contain my little girlfriend down there, and once you adjust to the rest, you'll have wished you met me years ago," said Sherri as a cool sensation was felt in his anus. "Just try to relax and stand tall on those knees one more second." "Oh my gawddddd," yelped Ted as he felt something go inside him. "What the hell is that?" "Just a little treat, and don't you dare move," said Sherri, pushing in harder and then pulling his gaff back into place, yanking the elastic into his butt crack. "Trust me, dancing with a little plug like that at a concert will feel amazing. Now sit back on the seat and let's get your shorts on, Diana." "I can't stay like that," moaned Ted as he popped open his eyes as he sat back. "Really, did you have to cheat?" said Sherri, getting pissed and grabbing his left leg. "Sherri, come on." Ted kicked away her hand. "Please get that the fuck out of me." "Did you just seriously almost kick me in the face?" said Sherri, getting pissed. "After all I've done for you?" "That was an accident, but please," Ted begged. "I can't stay like this." "Whatever? I try to do something special, spice it up and this is what I get for it?" said Sherri, giving him the finger. "Abused? I don't think so?" "No, Sherri!" said Ted. "I'd never! Come on you know that!" "Yeah I thought I did, until you almost gave me a black eye with your foot. Change yourself and I'm out," said Sherri, turning and opening the car door. "It didn't take you long to become a nasty temperamental twat, did it?" "What are you doing?" yelled Ted from the backseat as she stepped out. "Changing and going to the show," said Sherri with attitude. "I'm done babying you, and wiping your ass. Do whatever you want. I don't give a shit anymore." In broad daylight she ripped off her top, not even caring about anything or anyone seeing her. She walked behind the car now opening the trunk and rocking the car as she changed out in the open as Ted slumped back inside, half dressed. "Sherri, I'm sorry," said Ted, sliding over, half pulling the door mostly closed and calling out through the crack of the open. "Please come back in and help me." "We're way past that sorry, and I'm going tail gating," said Sherri, pulling the door open and tossing in a shopping bag. "The rest of your outfit's in the bag so if you get your shit together, your ticket is on the dash board, and if not it was fun while it lasted. Well at least before today it was." She slammed the door and just then she was gone, as she disappeared from his vison off in a huff. He was suddenly a half dressed girl in the backseat of his car with no keys and only what she'd left him. He didn't even see his prior outfit anymore, as she must have tossed it in the trunk and then he stared down at the shorts on the floor. He wanted to cry as he stared out the window, seeing all the women having fun tail gating, suddenly alone in a huge stadium parking lot without her insight. His only options were to get dressed and go searching for her or wait in the car. He paused, wanting to cry yet the more he thought about it that could be worse, as she'd be really pissed when she got back or possibly not even return. She had his house keys on his ring with his car keys, so he couldn't even get in if he went home dressed as he was, and even worse had his wallet, credit cards and money in her purse. He looked down, feeling the lump run down his throat, ready to pull the plug from his ass but then thought better of it, not wanting to piss her off further. He tried not thinking about the sensation inside him as he lifted the shorts from the floor and then with little other choice, slid them up his legs before snapping the fly, zipping them up. From the shopping bag he found a box with spikey black boots he slip on and fastened but the only other article of clothing was a little bolero jacket he slid his arms inside. Leather cuff bracelets, a studded choker and a series of silver rings would be accessories he could easily put on with no help, and then he knew he better get moving if he had any chance to find her. He stepped out of his car feeling nauseous as his heel touched down on the pavement with his hands shivering as he held the door looking around. It was still just a sea of lesbians in a stadium lot, drinking and partying, paying him no mind as he looked down at himself, not sure if he was dressed to fit in or stand out. He reached into the front seat, grabbing his ticket and shoving it in his new empty purse and then closed the door, leaning against the car, trying to figure out which way he should walk. As he scanned his surroundings with no familiar faces in sight, he suddenly heard a click that would further finalize his uneasy decision to go find Sherri, as his fancy Mercedes sensed no passengers inside and now auto locked. He turned, checking the handle but it was just as it sounded, and then stood tall on his heels, trying to gather himself and looking around. He tossed his hands up in frustration and then began walking as all he could do was walk past the rows of cars and hopefully find his pissed off date. He was part diva and part feeble girly girl, as he could do nothing to avoid some stares as he surveyed the crowds. In black patent shiny calf height boots that reflected what was left of the sunlight, his feminine wiggle was wonderfully exaggerated as it shone from the pavement. A spikey metallic heel combined with a series of silver chains attached to the booties to accessorize them were just the first touche of his sensual illusion as he wandered during his search. From inside his boots, net-like black fishnet thigh high stockings clung to his legs before ending in exposed garters that protruded from inside his shorts. The skin tight, tiny micro-short denim shorts with frayed edges clung to him like they were painted on, exposing half of each of his ass cheeks and his bare thighs. They were so tight that even if his gaff had exploded, he was sure not a thing would be exposed, as Sherri had certainly made sure the shorts held everything in place. If that wasn't enough, the small tight ring around his penis had been attached to a btut plug that he could feel slightly poking inside him with each step, as she certainly added something to keep his head spinning at all times. About two inches of his skinny midriff were exposed between the shorts and his bustier cincher top, as it added a pop of color to his darker ensemble. Small spaghetti straps held up the molded fancy bustier top above his pinched rib cage, and the hidden silicon inserts created some mild B-type cleavage. With its maroon patterned goth-like print and black outline, it was a bustier corselet meant for exposure and not some bulky corset like he had under his outfit the day before. Little black lace trimmings at the edges and a simple black ribbon tied in a bow that hung between his bust-line were delicate touches that worked beautifully, softening the extremely sexy garment. A short leather studded bolero jacket hung barely to his mid-back, yet at least covered something as he wandered the crowd searching yet avoid direct eye contact. In a crowd like this, he didn't stand out as much as he may of thought initially, as girls or all shapes, sizes and genres were partying everywhere. He would be as scantily clad as any of them, as Sherri's taste seemed to be towards her girlfriends being quite sexy yet edgy and ultra-feminine. After scurrying through half the parking lot, he was getting quite frustrated not being able to find her, and figured maybe his best bet was to just go inside to wait until an arm reached out, grasping his wrist. "Well, what do we have here?" said a familiar voice. "Tyler?" said Ted, never expecting to see her. "How interesting to run in to you at a concert, Diana?" said Tyler. "Looking good, babe?" "Oh hi and thanks," said Ted, surprised to see her as well. "Nice to see you too. You haven?t seen Sherri around, have you?" "No," said Tyler, giving him a look. "But what?s going on? Lost your date?" "Maybe?" nodded Ted, looking away. "She went tale gating and I?ve been all over looking for her." "Well that?s Sherri alright," joked Tyler. "She?s never been one to be pinned down easily. Let?s just say the type that gets around you know?" "Maybe I kind of do know that?" laughed Ted, leaning back against her truck. "At the very least, my pinched in toes know it." "I bet! Sit girl," said Tyler, folding down the tale gate of her truck. "Those are some sexy as hell shoes, but I?m sure running all over in those has to be a killer." "Aaaaaaahhhh....Thanks," sighed Ted, happy to get off his feet for a moment, stretching out his legs staring at the shoes. "Yeah. These are some freaking narrow roach killers." "And the sun is nasty tonight," said Tyler, taking off her hat and dropping it on his head. "Here, wear this a little until the sun really goes down. You?re really fair and I can see you getting a little red, especially on your neck." "Oh you sure?" said Ted as she was pulling up the collar on his jacket. "I appreciate it, but I couldn?t let you get burnt and I?ll need to get back to finding her in a minute." "This alligator leather skin never really burns. For me the hat?s a fashion statement," said Tyler, putting her hand atop Ted?s. "Feel it. Rough and tough right?" "Oh I wouldn?t say that," said Ted as her grip was like a vice. "You?ve got uuummm. Very nice hands." "You think so," smiled Tyler, lifting his hand, looking at his nails. "And your nails are sensational. I really dig them." "Oh?" said Ted. "Thanks." "You know Diana," said Tyler, softly sliding her finger against his nails. "You looked pretty hot in the club last night, but I have to say you?re even prettier in the sun light. You know that?" "Thanks, and i better go look for her now before it gets too dark," said Ted, pulling his hand away now. "Was good seeing you again though?" "Relax, five minutes and then I?ll help you find her," said Tyler, stopping him from getting up and then grabbing a beer, twisting off the cap. "You could use a cold one. Girls like you aren?t too dainty for a cold beer are you?" "No," said Ted, taking it and enjoying a sip. "Of course not." "Good deal then blondie." Tyler playfully picked at a stray curl that hung down from under the bill of his hat. "So I?m digging the curls on you, and who knew you were such an Indigo Girls fan." "Oh uumm.. thanks," said Ted, feeling really uncomfortable now. "And yeah? I?m kind of a fan, sure?" "Really, so what?s your favorite song, Diana?" asked Tyler, baiting him. "Well?" smiled Ted. "I don?t know. There so many?" "You can?t even name one, can you?" said Tyler with a big smirk on her face. "Well...." smiled Ted. "Ok you got me, but I?ll be learning and loving so many new ones today I?m sure?" "I think you will," said Tyler. "You know if you?re open to new things?" "I am," said Ted. "Especially lately... Trust me, I really am." "Now that?s what I want to hear, princess," said Tyler, wrapping her arm around him. "Wait, maybe I gave you the wrong impression?" said Ted, twisting his neck and looking at her. "I?m thinking you know you didn?t, and don?t be intimated," said Tyler, squeezing his shoulders in harder. "You gave me the right one." "Tyler, I?m with Sherri," said Ted, pushing her arm off him. "I can?t." "And where?s the bitch when her girl needs her?" said Tyler, turning his face and touching his thigh. "I?d never leave you to wander around unsafe. Now relax. I got this and I ain?t letting go." Just that fast Tyler leaned in, pressing her lips against Ted. He squirmed, pushing back, appalled and disgusted by her yet she was much stronger than he imagined. With his teeth clenched, he blocked her tongue from entering his mouth, but her lips were still all over him as he did his best to block most of her kisses. "Are you nuts?" Ted was breathing heavily as he could see all her friends snickering and giggling. "Maybe a little, and not like you know anything about nuts, right?" teased Tyler, licking her lips. "Come on, kiss me again and let?s really see what you got this time, pretty girl." "Oh please! You?re hurting me," yelped Ted as she pulled him in by his choker as he was trying to push away from her lips. "Take your hands off my date, bitch," said Sherri, standing there with her hands on her hips. "Oh hey Sherri," said Tyler, looking over at her as she pulled back. "Don?t fucking hey Sherri me," replied Sherri, all pissed. "If you so much as even harmed a fucking curl on her head I?ll...." "You?ll what, bitch," said Tyler, folding her arms. "From what I understand from my girl here, you tossed this pretty one out to the wolves? Finders keepers, Sherri." "Don?t think so, and back the fuck off!" yelled Sherri, pointing at her. "And what's that shit! Unclip that this instant?" "I?d let you walk her if you ask nicely?" joked Tyler, yanking on a chain. Ted could not even muster a sound, not realizing a leash made of chain had been attached to his choke collar. Tyler was now shockingly restraining him by the neck, as even the slightest movement towards Sherri had been restricted. "Whatever! Take her and she?s too prissy for my pit bulls leash anyway," said Tyler, pushing Ted away from her. "I?m not the one that left the little poodle out there all alone." "Maybe, but who?s the animal here," said Sherri, helping him up as he fell to the floor. "You ok, babe?" "Yeah," said Ted, mortified as he stood back up. "I think so." "I?m sorry and I did," said Sherri, dusting him off. "I was wrong to leave you alone, but I also didn?t chain her up in the wolf?s den either, did I?" "It was just for fun, and she didn?t even know she had it on," laughed Tyler. "I mean come on, I didn?t even use it and I was definitely not the one that put the collar on her." "Oh mmyyy gawwddd?" said Ted, stunned, finally about to muster a sound. "Trying to take advantage of me was bad enough, but I?m no one?s pet?" "Well you?re my pet babe, and let?s get away from her?" said Sherri, annoyed, trying to get it off. "Now seriously Tyler? She?s no dog! Unlock this shit at once?" "No, she?s quite the fox, but I wouldn?t have left her out with the proper handler like you did, so it's better I took her in. In fact maybe you should be thanking me." Tyler came over, grabbed the end of the leash. "Imagine what some of the girls out here would have done if they found her." "Nothing! They would have done nothing so if you?re my friend, then hand her over to me and if not, then let?s go, bitch," said Sherri pulling away the leash. "I?m not afraid of you and give me the fucking key." "Oh stop it, and here," laughed Tyler, handing over the tiny key. "As much as I would have loved to keep her, and as pretty a little pup as she is, she?s really not my type until you spade the bitch. Take her." She shoved Ted right into Sherri as he again fell to the floor unharmed. "Was that necessary?" said Sherri, pushing Tyler back with both hands and then reaching down and grabbing Ted?d hand. "Get up, babe." "Probably not, but I?m admittedly a sore loser," Tyler replied before blowing a kiss towards Ted. "Sorry precious. Muuaaahhh! Muuuuaaah!" "You can be such an asshole," said Sherri, turning the key and unlocking the leash before throwing it back at Tyler. "Come on, Diana." Without saying much, she guided him through more tail gate parties until they got inside the stadium and then once inside, immediately embraced him. "I?m so sorry about all that," said Sherri kissing him. "You sure you?re ok?" "Well I am now," said Ted, kissing her back as the hat slid down. "Holy crap, what about this stupid hat. Throw this the fuck out." "No, you know what?" said Sherri, fixing it and playing with his curls underneath it. "I kind of like it on you? You look incredible, babe." "Yeah and how did that happen exactly?" said Ted, giving her a look. "You?re in camo pants, army boots and a flannel. My ass cheeks are hanging out. I?m barely in some slutty outfit and a biker hat with spikey heels I can barely move in. This is so out of control." "Is it?" smiled Sherri. "You sure? Because I left you half-dressed and you did a pretty good job finishing getting ready I?d say?" "And what choice did I have?" said Ted, tossing up his hands. "There?s always a choice, babe?" Sherri said, leaning in and kissing him. "I guess," said Ted as they kissed. "But not tonight, girl," said Sherri, sliding her knee against his crotch. "Especially after the show. That is if you?re up for it." "Ohhh gaaawwddd," gulped Ted. "Of course I am." "See, and you haven?t even whined about what we?ve kept controlled," said Sherri as she kissed him. "I told you that you?d forget it was even there?" "Holy shit?" Ted reached down, touching his ass. "I guess I did." "Good! Then let?s go enjoy the show, and then if you?re up for it, a night you?ll never forget." Sherri took his hand. "Well I?m thinking we can even top last night! Sound good?" "Sounds amazing," nodded Ted. "But I?m pretty sure I?ll never forget a moment of any of this since we first met." "I damn well hope not," said Sherri, leading him to their seats. It was nothing he?d ever experienced, yet the music didn?t matter as he just loved kissing and being with her. After a fun filled show, he was undeniably her girl as they made out at every traffic light back to his home and then pleasured each other deep into the night once they got back to his place. Never had he imagined that his body could enjoy such unique pleasures, contort the way she manipulated him or withstand penetration in places he never thought would be so erotic. Deep anal adventures and unfathomable oral techniques sent his climaxes to extremes he had never known as she manhandled him at times and at others caressed him. This girly grad school hottie was part vixen, part pretty little dainty flower and part mistress, all wrapped into one. She was charming, witty and ever so sly as she could sell with her looks, her wisdom or her street smarts. Ted had fallen hook, line and sinker for her, relishing every second and every inch of her until finally they both passed out asleep. In the morning, he awoke to some pressure on his fingers as she was removing his nails before dragging him into the shower with her. Long soft kisses preceded her scrubbing off the remints of his makeup and then just that fast she was scurrying home as they both had to get to work. It was the start of something amazing as Ted had become her lover and her girlfriend, even if he was still not sure what that meant. As much as he was still a man, he knew he?d have to do this all over again if he wanted to be with her, but he?d already jumped into this deep water with both feet in. It was Monday and time for work, yet he was energized even though they?d both barely slept. After some coffee, he followed her instructions, debuting his new more "metro" look at the office, worried yet trying not to make a big deal as he walked through the door. Nervously he rocked his new platinum hairdo at the office, slicked back flat with the little black studs in his ears and instantly was for the first time in years the talk of all the girls at work. In no time, he was eating it up as they swarmped him with compliments and overwhelmed him with invitations to hang out for drinks or dinner. Suddenly he was flooded with offers he could have never anticipated or he would have transformed himself much earlier. Just that fast he was not only now out of his recent rut from his old girlfriend, but he was unexpectedly popular. With groomed brows, a smoother complexion from his skin care routine, and a more hip wardrobe, he was now cool again, yet the more he thought about it he wondered if really he ever was at all. For the short week before Christmas, he was the platinum god of the office, not bothering to work from home as he savored every moment of this new found attention. When the office closed early on Christmas Eve, he texted Sherri how much he missed her, and had kept her abreast of his entire crazy week. He was dying to see her again as she worked massive hours during the last minute Christmas rush at the store not able to make time for her girl and in fact he really had no time to try to be her. Driving home, she texted him that she?d love to see him after they closed the store that evening, and asked if she could bring him something special for a special night. He almost drove off the road,, excited as he called up Molly, begging to squeeze him in and then called Jovan as he?d have a surprise of his own. He had taken the initiative to transform himself back into Diana to surprise her, and hopefully she?d appreciate all the effort of a Christmas surprise when she?d get to his place. He wanted to finish off the short week with a wild night, and maybe the whole next week, as he was now off for the holidays. After a session at the salon and a shopping spree at Jovan?s boutique, he was as nervous as a girl on prom, dressed to please as he hurried into his apartment before she would arrive. He slid the key in the door, entering and tossed a few presents he bought for her under his little fake tree before scurrying through his apartment. He made the bed, lit scented candles everywhere and then opened some champagne before placing it on ice. He?d was dying to see her, and even more so, hoped she?d approve of how he looked, as his stomach was in knots as the doorbell rang. He hurried to the foyer, stopping before answering the door as he paused, taking a breath and staring at his image in the hallway mirror. He?d made himself into the lady in red for a Christmas celebration, yet he would be no doughty Mrs. Claus. With his little secret Santa safely tucked away to insure it won?t ruin the effect, and his body shaped to her liking, he was ready for her to ravish him by the fire and satisfy the one in his pants. He was dressed in a one piece, red leather dress and on his feet were classic red spikey pumps. Beneath it, a tight red bustier corset cinched him and gave him the look of B-sized cleavage in the dress's rounded v-neck top. The skin tight leather pinched in his waistline, and for the first time in his life, his movements were restricted by a totally unforgiving tight skirt. Complicating this even further, it was his first time in platform stilettos, and attached to his fingers were extremely long matching fire engine red sharp nails, prohibiting his hand movement. Jovan had gotten him into these painted on garments, but he?d certainly need Sherri to get him out, as without breaking off his nails or cutting through the leather, he was sealed in as her sexy present under the mistletoe. With blackened out smokey eyes, monstrous lashes, distinct rose cheeks and plumped up, over lined fire engine red gloss lips, he was expertly made up to her liking. Atop his head, his hair had been done in two front to back distinct victory rolls that rolled from the outside in towards the middle and were lacquered in heavy spray to not even waver. Next to the tightly buzzed sections, more faux cartilage piercings than ever sprung from his ears, and now a delicate rose tattoo decal had been added to his left rear shoulder. Basic Christmas colors combined with a vintage appeal and a sexy leather shape, he hoped would be the greatest present he could give her as he unlocked his door, dying to reveal himself and gain her approval. He?d gone through all this to deliver a nice surprise and spend some holiday time with her that he hoped she?d appreciate, as he turned the handle, more excited than he could even believe himself to see her reaction. "So hopefully my first time in a dress will not disappoint?" Ted opened the door. "Merry Christmas Sh??" "Well no?" said a strange man, standing there with a big shopping bag in each hand. "I?m not seeing anything I?d ever describe as disappointing." "Oh gawwddd," said Ted as his heart dropped. "I?m so so sorry. I thought you were someone else. I?m so embarrassed." "It?s ok." The man smiled. "I assume you were expecting Sherri." "Well yeah?" replied Ted mortified and then looking back up at him. "And you know that how exactly?" "Well because I?m her boss, and these bags are yours. You know, your exchanges you?ve been so patient with us from before," said the man. lifting his elbows a little and showing him the bags. "Oh?" said Ted confused. "You?re kidding?" "Not at all, and I?m Carlos by the way. The regional manager." "I?m sorry about the delay, Miss Walker, but with all the hustle and bustle of the holidays, I was finally able to get to it." "And you brought them here personally?" asked Ted. "And on Christmas Eve?" "Well, we?re finally closed so it was the only chance I had to deal with it," said Carlos. "And yes, it seems from what I?ve been told, you?ve been an amazing client so it was a stop I felt I should make on the way home. Could I come in Miss Walker, and we could quickly do the paperwork?" "Oh?" said Ted, opening the door further. "I guess so, since you?ve made such a special trip." Carlos came inside as they walked into his family room and then he put down the bags and his phone on the coffee table. From inside the first shopping bag, he pulled out a multi part form and began initialing in a few places. "So did you want to review all the exchange,s and the documents?" Carlos handed him a pen. "Or are you aware and happy with all the choices Sherri made for you?" "Well whatever Sherri decided for me, I?m good with?" said Ted, taking the pen. "Ok, I?m just making sure?" said Carlos, watching Ted sign the forms and hand them back. "And that?s wonderful." "No, I trust her," said Ted. "Obviously you do," said Carlos, snapping a picture of the agreement and texting it before folding up a copy, putting it in his pocket. "And a shame you?ll probably never see her again." "Why would you say that?" asked Ted, getting upset. "You knew I was expecting her here instead of you." "Well yes, but she?ll be on a flight cross country shortly since I just fired her for taking liberties she shouldn?t have made, and I won?t be allowing it anyway under our new arrangement," said Carlos, sitting back and crossing his legs. "What the hell are you talking about?" Ted was getting angry. "We have no arrangement, and how could you do that to her on Christmas?" "It?s strictly business, Diana?" smiled Carlos. "It?s a bullshit retail business," yelled Ted, standing up. "I?ll take care of her anyway until she lands something else so she doesn?t need your bullshit job! Now please leave immediately and I?m calling her the second you get the hell out of my apartment!" "You mean my apartment that you just signed over to me, and how could you possibly, since you?ll no longer be able to take care of yourself since I now control your assets."Carlos smirked. "Are you fucking nuts?" yelled Ted. "Get the fuck away from me and get the fuck out." "You know I love women this feisty and with passion, so I?ll forgive your rudeness `towards me, since I do realize the shock factor will take some time to wear off," said Carlos, unfolding the agreement and putting it in Ted?s face. "Oh my gawwdddd!" said Ted, looking down at the document he never read. "My apartment! My savings! My possessions! And is this also an employment agreement to work for you!" "Correct on all accounts, Diana, and you do look extraordinary in red, but it?s not appropriate as work attire," Carlos grinned. "Work attire?" shivered Ted, touching his chest. "Yes, and you?re going to look amazing in the lovely outfits Sherri picked for you," smiled Carlos, holding up an outfit from the bag. "That?s a French Maids outfit!" gulped Ted, ready to puke. "You?re expecting me to be your servant?" "Correct Diana, and not expecting? You are," said Carlos, getting up and slapping his ass. "Do not fucking touch me," said Ted, jumping away. "This is ridiculous." "We both know it won?t look ridiculous on you will it?" smirked Carlos, holding up the French Maid's dress. "Plus there?s no time to worry about that anyway, as you?ll be getting right to work, as I plan on having my family here for Christmas dinner tomorrow, plus quite a few parties on the holidays at my new place. They?ll be no time to worry about things like that." "Where?s my phone," said Ted, looking all around. "I?m calling Sherri. This isn?t funny if this is some sick joke?" "Here call her, but she?s already on a flight," said Carlos, tossing the phone his way. "And do I look like I?m joking?" "Oh gawwdddd," gulped Ted. "Right to voicemail." "Don?t worry, I?m sure putting this on will make you think of her each day," said Carlos, tossing the outfit to him. "And of course once you adjust to everything, we?ll buy you a few things since you?ll need to dress appropriately for everyday life as a woman when you?re not on the job as a maid." "This can?t be happening?" said Ted sitting back stunned. "I have a great job. I was making tons of money and just started this nice relationship with her. I?m going to call my lawyer immediately!" "Sure, go right ahead," laughed Carlos. "Let?s hope you have a nice Jewish lawyer that works on Christmas, because in the mean time you?re either on the clock or out on your ass in the street in red leather." "Well! Uuummm," Ted stuttered. "Yeah didn?t think so." Carlos stood up and grabbed his arm. "So a Merry Christmas to you, Miss Walker." "Please! You can?t toss me out of my own place while we sort this out," screamed Ted, yanking away his arm and almost falling on his ass. "Please, it?s Christmas for gawwddd?s sake and I can barely walk in these fucking shoes." "Then be more careful, Diana," said Carlos, catching him from falling. "And I imagine in a place like this, you must have a wonderful guest room I?d consider letting you stay in?" "Yes," nodded Ted. "Please! I?ll stay in there, as quiet as a mouse." "Well? I?m really not looking for you to leave, and I?ve never been one to worry about a little noise?" said Carlos, getting right in his face. "So in the spirt of Christmas, you can fight me when the holidays are over, but in the meantime, looks like you went through quite a bit of trouble to look so incredible?" "What are you doing?" yelped Ted as Carlos touched his face. "Only what I assume you got this dressed up for tonight to do," said Carlos, leaning in and kissing his neck. "I mean you don?t just wake up out of bed to look this good or do you?" "Of course not," said Ted, grossed out, feeling his facial hair on his neck. "But please Carlos." "Well Diana. The choice is yours, and I may be be a bastard that took advantage of you, but I?m not a monster," smiled Carlos, stepping back. "You?re not?" Ted replied as Carlos put his arms around him, looking into his eyes as he started to tear up. "Of course not, so don?t make this harder than it should be," said Carlos with a smirk. As a tear ran down his cheek, Carlos began kissing him as he soon had little choice but to accept his lips and then his tongue. He was whimpering as he found himself being kissed and then thirty seconds into it, pushed him back as he just couldn?t continue. "I can?t!" yelled Ted, pushing back. "You?re disgusting, and damn well are a monster. I?d rather serve you than let you take advantage of me." "Fine, bitch, and maybe I am a monster!" said Carlos as he unzipped his pants and they dropped to the floor. "At least down there anyway. Now serve me, bitch!" Carlos dorced Ted to his knees then grabbed his neck, pushing his head forward. His only saving grace was having a buzzed short cut he couldn?t hold on tight to as Ted wiggled and struggled before eventually having to relent, as inside his mouth went Carlos?s member. It was no blow job, instead his face was being fucked hard, lasting only thirty seconds before Carlos exploded, half choking him. Down his throat and all over his face he was saturated as he struggled to catch his breath until a loud crashing noise knocked Carlos from his feet. "You?ll have to excuse my brother," said the woman. "He?s the ultimate sleazy salesman, and the best I?ve ever seen at it, yet quite often lets his dick get in the way." "He?s your brother?" Ted asked. "Afraid so honey, and don?t worry, I knocked him out pretty good," said Tyler, taking a wash cloth to his face. "Holy shit! You knocked out your brother for me," said Ted, jumping to his feet and hugging her. "Thank you so much." "How about we clean you up and you can thank me later," said Tyler, wiping the leather top. "Not that I don?t appreciate a good hug, but having little bro?s jizz on me or any man?s, is not something I?m into. Grosssssss," nodded Ted. "I can totally understand that." "Cool, turn around," said Tyler, unzipping his leather dress and helping him wiggle it off. "Here, just put on one of these for now. It?s not leather like I?m used to seeing you in, but at least it?s clean." "Thanks," Ted said as she dropped one of the outfits over his head and then zipped him up. "You're welcome," said Tyler, wiping some jizz from the front of his French rolls, trying not to destroy his pretty hair. "I?ll clean out any little spew that should'nt be in here ok, and I really like your hair like that Diana?" "Oh gawwwwwdd that sounds so gross," gulped Ted, feeling better. "How can I ever thank you?" "Well you don?t need to, and you do look amazing in that outfit?" said Tyler, biting her lip. "Somebody does have such really good taste?" He looked down at himself dressed in a sexy Santa red dress with a sexy black belt and white fuzzy details at his cuffs and the outfit's short hem of the dress. "Amazing? I guess I do?" Ted looked down at it. "I guess this is what Sherri planned on putting me in for our Christmas night in bed together." "No. My brother just thinks she picked all that, but that was me," said Tyler. "I paid for her ticket home, and she?ll be back after Christmas. She?ll be by to see how you?re doing then I?m sure?" "So she wasn?t fired?" asked Ted. "Well no. She was, but she doesn?t care," said Tyler. "I mean you do have a guest room, and I?m sure you won?t mind if you?re back in your master suite." "Of course not!" said Ted. "And I actually have two spare bedrooms, so if you need one your always welcome as well." "Thanks, but I won?t be needing one, and if things go well neither will you," replied Tyler with a big smile on her face. "No please!" shivered Ted. "You?re saying you?re still letting your brother take advantage of me?" "Of course not?" said Tyler, leaning in and playing with his hair, looking into his eyes. "But you tell me, princess?" "Wait, you mean me and you?" said Ted as his eyes were bugging. "Well not exactly, but you can either serve me or you can enjoy me?" Tyler leaned in, kissing him. "And you?ve been avoiding me long enough, so that part ends now." They tongue kissed as this bizarre smooch sent his mind into a tizzy until finally she let him up for air. "Wait, did you say serve or enjoy you?" asked Ted confused. "Why do I always like the pretty blondes?" said Tyler, shaking her head then softly touching his face as she looked at him. "It?s such a weakness I have, but I just can?t help it. And don?t worry, I?ll do the tough stuff in our relationship and you just stay pretty." "Relationship? You mean like be your boyfriend or strike that..... girlfriend I guess?" said Ted, staring at her. "Being your.... You know..... Right?" "Being I?m all woman and you know I have no use for men." Tyler touched his face. "And from this point forward, regardless of your past, so are you Diana, if things work out, and if they don?t, you?ll sleep in the little guest room after serving a good twelve hours a day." "Serving? Please! Can?t we find some middle ground," Ted begged. "I was a good earner and had a great job. Please let me have some vestige of my life and then I?ll dress up for you just like I did for Sherri." "Oh I still expect you to keep that job and earn wages, Diana," said Tyler, staring at him sternly. "I researched your company and they are trans friendly. In fact your HR department has already emailed you back that they?re supportive of Diana, and your transition is in the works." "You?re kidding?" said Tyler. "You emailed them as me?" "I guess you were too busy primping to check your email on your phone, pretty girl?" Tyler grabbed his phone. "You?ll still be doing your job and work remotely a lot anyway. But for when you do go in, I?ve asked Sherri to order you appropriate business attire." "Meaning I?ll be going to my office in skirts and pumps?" asked Ted, staring at her. "I?m sure you?d look just as good in a pants suit, but I?m not the office type, so what do I?" said Tyler, handing him his phone. "That?s why we need Sherri around a little." "Oh gaawdddd," Ted looked at his email on his phone. "I have a meeting with personnel the day after New Year?s, and they sent a memo to the entire department telling everyone. Holy crap! I?ve got three texts from co- workers already congratulating me on coming out." "Of course you do. People are supportive these days," smirked Tyler. "Why do you think they were so supportive of you all week?" "You meant some thought that already?" Ted was astonished. "No doubt, and this is the best thing for you," said Tyler. "Are you nuts!" yelled Ted. "The best thing for me?" "Of course it is, and if you read closely in the agreemen, it?s me that controls your finances, not my sleazy brother," said Tyler, sliding her fingers into Ted?s. "Now you?ll still have a nice career, serve me well on your hands and knees when you get home, and if it works out, then someday soon maybe you?ll get it all back and then some." "Then I?d be your ggg..ggg....girl full time? Like every second?" gulped Ted, trying to speak. "I?d work full time and then at home be expected to be your maid?" "So how is that different than what you do now? We both know you work and keep the place spotless?" said Tyler, stroking the short hair on his neck. "Only thing different is you?d no longer be lonely and will finally live as you always should have." "Always should have?" Ted felt her breath and then heard a click, feeling pressure on his neck. "Oh no! That?s not? Not again?" "Oh yeah! Nice, pure platinum hair," said Tyler, pecking a kiss and touching herself at her crotch, yanking hard on the chain. "Gorgeous sultry red lips and just thinking about you in a big dress makes me wet." "Please, just tell me how that helps me get it all back, and I?ll wear whatever dress you want if that helps me get everything back," moaned Ted, realizing he was leashed again. "Please! I?m sure we can come to some sort of arrangement, and get this chain off me." "Well that will take some time pretty girl, but in the mean time, between your signature and emails, we already did," said Tyler, reaching under his dress and touching his ass, pulling him in close. "Thing is though, once you serve your time to my liking, and we move this relationship forward, you won?t need everything back." "Forward?" asked Ted, feeling sick to his stomach. "Yes Diana," said Tyler, sliding her hand around under his dress, rubbing his crotch. "You know when everything you?ll no longer need is gone down there, so you?ll have nothing else to give?" "You mean like gone?" gulped Ted, feeling her touch. "Like really gone?" "Yes, and then you?ll be ready for that big dress I?ve been fantasizing about seeing you in." Tyler kissed him. "Oh what I?d give to see you decked out in white satin." "What you?d give!" moaned Tyler. "Do you even realize what you?re asking?" "Well you to give a little to get a little Diana, and there?s not much to give anyway from what I can feel," replied Tyler, giving a little squeeze. "Bullshit there isn?t!" screamed Ted. "Oh please," smiled Tyler. "By then you?ll have never missed it, and you?ll be happy to get everything else back, my future bride." "Bride?" said Ted. "Like a real bride? Your bride?" "Of course. Everything is mutual in the state of California," said Tyler, pecking a kiss. "So as soon we walk down the aisle together, you?ll get it all back." "Fuck you!" yelled Ted, pushing back. "I can?t be anyone?s bride. This is insane!" "Honey, relax," said Tyler, making a calming motion with her hands while holding the long leash. "I?m not really a traditional girl anyway, so if you?d rather not wear white, then I?ll think about it but I think in time you?ll change your mind about that." "Change my mind!" yelled Ted. "This has gone too far!" "Careful here, Diana." Tyler spun the chain around her hands, making it tighter. "You could make this easy on both of us or quite rough. The choice is yours." "Then consider it rough!" yelled Ted as she was reeling him in. "I?m no one?s bitch or bride. I?d rather be broke than dick-less!" "Well too bad then, and as you wish," said Tyler, shaking her head and walking over, slapping Carlos?s face. "Wake up brother, and claim your servant. We?ve reached a snag in our relationship." "Damn sis," said Carlos, feeling the lump on his head. "Sorry about that, and Merry Christmas, brother," said Tyler, surprising Ted quickly, spinning him as she cuffed his wrists and then shoved a ball gag in his mouth. "But never say I didn?t get you anything special, ok?" "Oh thank you, and I loved how you dressed her for me," smiled Carlos, standing up and sliding his hands on Ted?s ass. "She is quite appetizing in her sexy Santa outfit, isn?t she?" said Tyle, lifting Ted?s chin, looking into his eyes and then taking a knife from her belt, flipping it open and snapping the bands of his gaff under his dress. "Take her down to your room and enjoy your present, brother." "So then I can keep her?" asked Carlos. "For tonight yes, and maybe a few more days until a few of my doctor friends return my texts or maybe she comes around to my wishes," said Tyler, reaching under the dress and squeezing his boy parts. "Either way, I?ve decided we?ll move this all along faster than I originally thought, so enjoy her while you can." "Fine," smiled Carlos. "I?ve got plenty of nasty shit lined up for her, starting the day after Christmas and until then I?ll enjoy her." "Good. Now get her out of my sight, and hand me the bridal catalogs from the bag," said Tyler as she sat back on the couch, putting her feet up. "Ordinarily I would have loved to have her help pick her dress, but since she?s been such a diva, I?ll just have to pick one without her." "Really, you still plan on making her your bride?" said Carlos, pulling out some magazines and handing them to his sister. "Eventually, and after a few rounds with you, plus some serving and working, she?ll be begging for it to happen quickly," said Tyler, folding open Modern Bride. "Thank you, sister," said Carlos, pulling away Ted by the collar as all he could do was moan through the gag. "You're welcome and how pretty is this one," said Tyler, looking at the pages and folding one over. "Now that will look wonderful once her boobs are done! Oh, and brother enjoy her, but don?t bruise her." "Ok! Fine," said Carlos, getting annoyed. "I wasn?t going to, but I?ll use some lube." "Thank you! It is Christmas, and she is quite delicate," said Tyler, picking another dress before folding over a page and then her phone began ringing. "Now hurry along because I already see quite a few dresses she?ll look gorgeous in, and that?s the call I?ve been waiting for." "You do work quick, sister," replied Carlos with a big smile on his face. "Yes hello doctor. Yes, Merry Christmas, and the handsome donation from the Walker account has already been wired to yours. Everyone else has let?s say received their appropriate Christmas bonuses, and all documentation is just about in place," said Tyler, speaking in code while reaching down, patting Ted, looking at him smiling while listening and then speaking again. "Wonderfu,l because with the way things are progressing, let?s schedule you to let?s say... take down the Walker tree and the couple of balls on it before New Year?s, because oh how I?ve always wanted a west coast winter wedding!"