Chapter 16

She had gone too far, in fact she had gone past that line long ago and Liam was done with the bitch. He held up one of his feet to the side and slipped off the blue and brown heel he had been walking in, the buckle strap didn’t seem to hinder the removal as he tossed it and then the other one to the ground. When Megan came storming up to him, Liam glared back at the woman, he had just been feeling insecure before, she wasn’t that much bigger than him. With a shove she fell to the floor, her back hitting the hallways wall, causing the stupid mirror he had to keep checking his makeup in to fall to the floor shattering. Stepping closer to loom over her, Liam slapped her on the face, not hard, but enough to shut her up and stop whatever it was she was about to say.

“Shutup you stupid crazy bitch!” He yelled at her wagging his finger in front of her face. “I’m done with whatever this was… you think you can threaten me? You have had no idea who you are dealing with. You aren’t going to be reporting anything to the police, you aren’t even going to talk to anyone about this if you know what is good for you. Now nod your head like a good little bitch so I know you understand.”

When she didn’t move Liam grabbed her chin and nodded her head for her. “Good now that we understand one another, I’m out of here.” Walking past the discarded heels Liam pulled the white dress over his head and went to the bedroom, changing into his clothes. A pair of dark jeans, an a frame white undershirt and a dark short sleeved button up that he left open. He hardly even gave the blonde haired woman a second glance as he stepped over her and went outside, getting on his bike and driving home.

Inside his room had already been put back together, thanks to his brother and after all of that Liam hopped up on his bed, kicking off his boots to get some well deserved rest. Home safe, his eyes felt heavy, the weariness of the ordeal taking its toll on him, so he closed his eyes and quickly was able to go off to sleep. He had just closed his eyes, but now he was blinking, taking in what he was doing. Liam was in the middle of working on a car, he was in his work overalls bending over inside a vehicle removing a bolt. As the bolt came free, oil squirted out covering Liam completely. “Fuck now I need a shower…”

The world seemed to shift as Liam tossed his oil slicked clothes to the floor and stepped in the shower that he didn’t recall the garage having before. The oil seemed to slide off his body without much issue and as he stepped out wiping his face dry with a towel he heard a familiar voice. “That isn’t how Leah should look.”

The towel was snatched away from him, without it blocking his vision he could see Megan standing in front of him. She was wearing a set of the gray overalls all the employees wore, like she had been here the entire time. “What are you doing here!?” He said taking a step back into the shower, wanting the cover.

“I’m here to help you get dressed Leah.” Mean said in a calm voice and a small thin smile that felt more intimidating than it had any right to be to Liam. Stepping into the small shower she pulled a piece of green fabric out, quickly wrapping it around him. Liam swung his arms around, but it seemed to do little to keep the woman away as she squeezed his stomach with both of her hands and then pushed up to his chest.

Liam glanced down to see a large pair of breasts on his chest and a almost floor length green gown wrapped around his body. His sight became impaired a second later as she pulled out the biggest makeup pad he had ever seen and patted his face with it, causing the makeup to fill the area and block his vision. He felt her touch something to his eyelids and then his cheeks and his lips before yanking him free of the cloud and the shower.

After a short coughing fit Liam realized she had pulled him near a large mirror so he could see her handy work. The person in the mirror looked like a pretty teen girl wearing a shoulderless green mermaid style gown that hugged her in all the right places. Taking a step closer he could feel his feet arched in heels, pull the gown up slightly he could see his feet were somehow in a pair of sex inch single sole sandals that matched his dresses color. The girl in the mirror looked hot, nothing like how he did a few moments ago before the oil spilled all over him.

“There you are Leah, you look beautiful. Tell me, are you a good girl?” Liam could see Megan standing behind him now in the mirror, one of her hands resting on his exposed shoulder why another gently touches his hair that looks like it did when he left the salon.

“I am a good girl, happy and proud.” The voice that came out of his lips was his own, but softer and a slightly higher register. He hadn’t meant to say that, it just came out.

“I like to hear that Leah, but tell me what does it mean to be a good girl?”

“It means I love my Daddy and listen to him. It means I’m polite, always obedient and I of course always smile.” A giggle and a wider smile that practically touched his eyes followed that comment. Liam didn’t want to say any of this, but the words just kept coming. “I am seen and not heard, and will never argue or complain or use any foul language.” His head shook, like he was indicating that behavior was just not acceptable. “All because I’m a good girl, happy and proud!”

“Perfect, why don’t you go out and introduce yourself to your uncles work mates, I’m sure they would love to meet you.” Liam turned and minced out the door in the incredibly high heels, feeling his hips and ass sway with each step. He wasn’t sure how he was standing in the stilts, let alone walking, but she said to do something and he needed to be obedient, even if he didn’t want anyone to see him like this.

“Hello boys, I’m Leah. You may know my uncle Liam who works here.” Liam said stepping through the door as it quickly closed behind him, sealing him in the garage with no way to backtrack. Liam added a little wave, wiggling his fingers as he looked over his workmates. Each looking up from what they were doing and looking different than before. Instead of their normal faces they looked like wolves, a hybrid between man and beast all looking at him with a hunger in their eyes and bulges in their pants.

Something told Liam to flee, he couldn’t go back the way he came, but the garage door was open so he ran as fast as he could in the incredibly high heels. Between them and the dress he could only take the smallest of steps, making escape feel impossible, but instead of the wolf men pouncing upon him, they only followed. A glance back showed Liam they were licking their lips and touching the front of their pants.

Moving into an alleyway Liam found himself blocked in, the horny creatures approaching he pressed himself up against a white wall. While they stepped closer in front of him their shadows loomed over him on the wall, making the bad situation feel worse. “This is what happens to bad girls Leah, do you want to be a good girl?”

It was the voice of Megan speaking from a window on the opposite wall he had missed. Liam couldn’t see her, but the slightly open window carried her voice from within. Liam looked over to those approaching, one starting to open his zipper to prepare for what he wanted. Snapping his head back to the window he called out in that same soft girly voice. “Miss Megan I promise to be a good girl… I promise!”

The window went from slightly ajar to fully open, allowing Liam to jump up and climb into the dark room beyond hearing the howling of the wolfmen behind him. Pulling himself through the window Liam felt himself falling for much longer than he thought possible, till he hit the floor hard enough to daze him. As he opened his eyes he was laying on the floor in Megan’s living room, wearing his jeans and short sleeved button up shirt he had put on as he left. Megan wasn’t around, but laying in the hallway were the white dress and heels.

Looking at what was in front of him Liam heard the echos of wolves howling in the distance, causing him to jump into action. He quickly pulled off his clothes and threw them to the floor and put on the discarded white dress and heels before moving over to the mirror to fix his makeup. “I am a good girl, happy and proud. I am a good girl, happy and proud.” He repeated over and over again as the sound of the wolves got farther and farther away.

Liam suddenly sat up in bed, he was in the bedroom that belonged to Megan’s daughter, Becky. Climbing out of bed, Liam looked around the dark room before moving over to the door. The dream was like some weird version of that cartoon with Bugs Bunny and Elmer Fudd. Running away, getting control back of his life only to have a bad dream, then come running back to put a dress back on. It was insane, but thoughts of some random dream had to put to the side, he was starving and if Megan wasn’t going to give him food he would just take it when she was sleeping.

As Liam went to leave the room he found the door knob wouldn’t turn, even in his tired state he could easily realize she had locked him in the bedroom. The door was like most doors inside a house, cheap and flimsy, he could break it down or at least he hoped he could. Squeezing his hand closed into a fist he knew he still felt very weak, but even if he was feeling his best there was no way to open the door without making a lot of noise. With a huff, Liam sat back down on the bed trying to think if there was anything he could do and not paying any attention to how he sat with his legs together and back straight.

With no big ideas coming to him, Liam climbed back into bed thinking about how unfair and unsafe it was to be locked in the bedroom.