Rent or forfeit 14 part 2

As Tommy stood on the second floor of the popular night club, music blaring and hurting his ears, about to be dragged off to the dance floor, he thought back to the conversation he had with Maddison at her kitchen table, a few hours earlier, and wished he had been a little more forceful.

“Maddison, I don’t think going out tonight, is such a good idea”.

Maddison gave him a funny look, “But it’s the Saturday before Christmas, why on Earth would you not want to go out and have fun”?

“I…, I don’t think I’m ready”, Tommy replied.

“Ready? What to go out, nonsense, you came over here on the bus right, and when I saw you a few days ago, you were working in a busy shopping centre, wearing a teeny tiny Mrs Clause dress”. Maddison replied confused.

“Yeah, I know, but I just don’t feel comfortable, going on a night out dressed as I am”, Tommy said gesturing towards his short playsuit.

Maddison thought she understood, “Oh, OK, I understand, you know, Janae will be here soon, we’ll sort something out OK, now let’s get you a drink, so we can start off the evening, after all, it's Christmas”.

Janae had arrived shortly after their conversation, and after the surprise of seeing Tommy Jenkins, looking hotter than most of the girls she knew, she joined them in the kitchen, where they started playing a drinking game with a pack of cards.

Tommy was at a disadvantage from the start as he didn’t know how to play and there were so many rules. The object of the game was to place cards on the table, of the same suit higher than the last, with some cards having special rules attached to them, if you couldn’t play or someone played a special card, that person would need to drink.

After an hour of playing Tommy was feeling woozy and the room was spinning as Janae spoke, “Hey Maddy, I don’t think Tammy’s going to make it out tonight if she drinks anymore, perhaps get her some water, and it’s probably time you started getting ready to go out anyway, right”?

“Yeah, good idea, I need to shower and get ready, Tammy was worried earlier about not being dressed right for clubbing, can you take her to my room and give her a makeover”? Maddison said while filling up a glass of water and handing it to Tommy, “here Tammy, drink this”? She said handing Tommy the water.

“Sure, sounds fun”, Janae giggled.

Tommy was confused about where he was and what was going on, but he took the water from Maddison and gulped down half the glass feeling slightly more refreshed.

“Tammy, I need to take a shower now, you can wait for me in my bedroom, OK”?

A broad smile formed on Tommy’s face as he pictured a naked Maddison, exiting the shower with him in her room waiting to greet her. He got to his feet but almost fell straight over only for Janae and Maddison to catch him. Confused and then embarrassed, Tommy looked down at his legs, zipped into his high heeled boots and remembered how he was dressed.

“Come on sweety, let's help you upstairs, you can rest up, while we get ready”, Janae said.

The next few hours were a blur for Tommy as slipped in and out of consciousness, occasionally waking as he Janae, asked him to move this way or lift his leg.

When finally came back to reality, he was sat on a sofa in what looked like a night club as he scanned his surroundings. To his right was Maddison, Janae, and some other girl he didn’t know, paired up, and chatting with three random men. He was suddenly aware of something touching his leg, he looked down to see a hand resting on his bare inner thigh, gently caressing his smooth skin. Instantaneously, he smacked the hand away and spun to his left to see some guy he didn’t know, “What the hell, babe, those nails are like lethal weapons, I think you drew blood”, the man said.

Tommy ignored him and looked down at his long nails, remembering the trip to the nail salon with his sister, where the acrylic nails had been bonded to his own, “but weren’t they red before”, he thought confused.

He then noticed his outfit was different, he was now wearing a short light pink dress that matched his nail colour, he hated pink, and had tried to avoid wearing it all this time, but now he found himself in the middle of a nightclub, with the thin pink material, that barely held in his glued-on breast forms, and showed a lot of bare leg, the only thing concealing his feminine underwear beneath.

He extended his leg, feeling extremely exposed out for the first time without his tights. He noticed his pink toenails shining, which had also been red earlier, through the open toe area of an extremely tall pair of strappy, pale pink, platform sandals, that looked impossible to walk in.

Seeing the extended leg as an invitation, the man to his left placed his hand once again on Tommy’s thigh. Shocked and angry Tommy swatted the hand away before turning to the man, “If you touch me on more time, I’m going to knock you out, now fuck off”, he screamed in a rather masculine voice.

The man shocked, got to his feet, “What’s gotten into you, you were well up for it earlier, but hell, I don’t need this shit, your loss bitch”, he said before storming away.

At this point, Janae looked over, “Hey girls, Tammy’s back with us, time to dance”.

Before he could refuse Tommy was dragged to his aching feet, as the sofa emptied, its occupants going on ahead towards the staircase, down to the dancefloor. Tommy just stood there, next to the sofa, for a moment, trying to get his bearings, and thinking back to how he had ended up in his current predicament. He was interrupted from his thoughts by Maddison, who had come back to get him. “Hey, are you OK”? she asked giving him a hug.

Tommy nodded, noticing the smell of her perfume and the skin of her sexy body beneath the tiny black dress she was wearing, touching his own exposed skin.

“Are you going to come dance with me”? she pouted.

Tommy forgetting how he was dressed, only focused on the beautiful girl holding him tightly, responding with an “uh-huh”.

The rest of the night was ups and downs, he enjoyed dancing with Maddison as their hands explored each other’s bodies, but the uncomfortable sandals, he was forced to teeter on for the rest of the night were torture on his feet, there was also the constant pinching and grabbing of his bottom, as guys tried to get his attention, but perhaps the worst part of the night was when he went to the bathroom and was shocked to see the living Barbie doll, looking back at him in the mirror. In utter disbelief that the image in the mirror was his, he had just stared at her in her pink outfit, blonde hair and overly made-up face, instantly noticing his eyebrows that were now much thinner than before and utterly feminine.

He didn’t see his sisters when the taxi dropped him off back at home, in the early hours of the morning, but they teased him relentlessly the next day when he finally crawled out of bed with a terrible hangover, only stopping when he promised to join them for a night out as Tammy.

Having all day Sunday to recover, he was ready for work on Monday, where he was back in his sexy Christmas outfit, greeting people at the shopping centre and wishing the hours away.

That Friday was Christmas day, and after a nice dinner in which Monica cooked, feeling full and happy, he was shocked when Sarah, brought over the hat.

“Time for another forfeit Tammy”, She said smiling.

“Come on Sarah, it’s Christmas day, and I get paid in a few days, can we just stop this already”? He asked.

“Well in a few days you can pay your share of the rent then, but until then, go ahead and pick”.

Annoyed but hoping it would be for the last time Tommy, plucked out two folded pieces of paper and looked down at the choices.

1) wear skirts and dresses only

2) Go on a juice-only diet for the next week

What should Tommy choose? Vote in the poll