Immediately After Dinner

After cleaning up you excuse yourself, saying you're going to lay down, you need to figure out how to stop Jordan. 'If Brit knew the truth it would break her, I'll have to be delicate with the approach. I don't want to hurt her but I can't go through this forever.'

You think back on the events of the past few days and try to piece together a strategy to deal with Jordan. -knock knock-

"Come in."

"Hey son, I'm going to bed, I'm glad you are bouncing back, I know you loved Jill, but don't try to solve it with flings, it doesn't end well. Try to sleep in tomorrow and take it easy, if you are getting sick that voice probably won't be all of it," he sounded really concerned before switching to teasing, "I heard from your 'friend' you were 'practicing cheers' all day, I must be getting old, I've never hear it called that before."

'Dang it Brit, I am not as open with my parents as you seem to think.'

An Awkward *cough* before I reply "Yeah, me either but I was not going to correct her on it in the moment. Good night dad."

He closes the door and you sigh in relief.

'I have got to fix this, but how, Brit was helpful but Jordan used her to **** me today, what's next? I can't be his puppet permanently. Can I convince him to forgive me and stop without exposing her to the truth? What if Jill gets back into town and comes back? What if Jordan is right and I'm blind to her manipulations? What I've learned already is pretty damning. Do I deserve this? Jordan didn't deserve what Jill did, Did I cause Jordan to hate me? I didn't encourage Jill, did I?'

You need sleep, but it doesn't come easy, laying there thoughts running in circles, hoping Jordan goes easy on you tomorrow.

Restless sleep eventually claims you.

The dreams are a chaotic and erotic mess, body on fire with lust, like a wet dream instead of what Jordan had done to you before, full of images that don't make sense but all revolved around giant hands sitting you in a cardboard theater and making you watch flashing images of femboys and sissies teasing each other with a beat I can't follow.

Its frustrating and hot, you wake up in a cold sweat, panting and rock hard in panties. "Guh!"

The alarm clock was off but what saved you from the dreams was an alert right before you cam, 'I thought that was set to Do Not Disturb.'

'Fuck, its probably Jordan, I was going to sleep in!' Nightmares or not you wanted to rest.

Grabbing the phone and swiping the screen to unlock it.

Ping*-1 new message: Brit-

-Morning sunshine, Jordan sent me your plans for today, says he was up all night working on something so asked me to help again, he's luck I love the little cutie, BTW hope you don't mind I add me and him your your breakthrough list. I'm ready to head over when you are.-

That girl, always ready to help any friend with anything, but no boundaries what so ever. 'At least I have some hope, Jordan can't have Brit know the truth, he'll have to keep things believable with his lie.'

Your heart still sank however, 'I'm so tired and today was going to suck regardless of what he told her, especially if he worked on it all night.'

This time your heart stopped for a beat, 'did he have something to do with last night. Shit, Better respond, don't know when he's watching anymore, don't want him punishing me worse for ignoring it.'

-Good morning Brit, thank you again for all your help.-send

PIng*-Anytime hunny, see you in 15.-

You rush through getting cleaned up, take the worlds fastest shower, and throw your pre-cum soaked panties in your hamper. Before getting dressed and heading down stairs.

*BUZZ* BUZZ*

Brit is outside and waiting for you to open the door.

"Hey Brit" you try to be cheerful but your voice still sounds feminine and exhausted.

"Good morning sunshine, lets get to work." She pulls you outside, not giving you a chance to grab food or even a bottle of water. "We have a big day ahead of us."

"Wait, Brit hold up, What did Jordan tell you to help me with?"

Brit's face lit up as she spoke, her enthusiasm contagious.

"He said you wanted to get into the right head space, so he paid to have you get a relaxing spa day after yesterday, he is such a good boyfriend, have you ate yet? I'm going to stop at Smoothie Shack if you want anything, We are going to have so much fun! I'm so excited!"

When Brit gets like this its like getting caught in a whirlwind, you are in her bright green car and on your way without getting a word in. 'I feel like I just wish on a monkeys paw, ask for relaxing, get a feminizing spa day.'

Despite the sinking feeling in your stomach, Brit's excitement is infectious.

By the time you had smoothies the nervous feeling was calming, it reminded you why Brit was so fun to hang out with.

It came back when you pulled into the salon & spa, both of you failing to carry a tune while singing along with the radio, feminine voice forgotten. 'We used to joke that she had a peaceful capybara aura, but it really feels like it right now'

"OK hun, Jordan said he booked everything ahead of time so lets get you inside, I'll check us in." Brit practically skipped into the spa.

You took a deep breath and followed behind her, bracing yourself for whatever Jordan had planned.

Brit was chatting with the receptionist when you walked in. You tried to listen in, but their conversation was too quiet for you to make out.

"Alright Hun, they are going to take good care of you." Brit gave you a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Just relax and enjoy yourself, we'll be done in a jiff."

You were led to a private room and given a robe. "Go ahead and strip and put this on, your masseuse will be right with you."

Clothed only in a robe you stood awkwardly for only a few. The masseuse entered the room and instructed you to lay on the massage table. She began to rub your muscles, starting with your shoulders. You groaned as the knots were worked out.

'Jordan must be starting to feel guilty, this feels amazing.'

After your entire body was massaged, you were to get a facial and mani pedi, which was a little worse but when they let you pick a clear coat instead of a color it wasn't how worked up you had gotten.

However, like the way universe had been doing lately, it was when you started to really relax that the other shoe dropped.

Being seated in a hair stylists chair instead of lead to the changing area was your first clue. You were looking for a way out that wouldn't alert Jordan, and what ever BS way of keeping track that he might have, or Brit who, bless her pure heart, would call Jordan about any freak out.

"Its ok dear, I know how scary it is to get a new cut after coming out of the closest." The stylist tried in a reassuring tone seeing your leg shaking with nerves and eyes darting around.

'I wonder if it was Brit or Jordan that feed them that lie. Its just a hair cut, it will grow back by the time I leave for college. Breath.'

"Thanks" you offer weakly as Brit walks up holder her phone out for the stylist, this scared you more than it really should.

"This is the look we are going for, it should really complement the look we are going for." Brit offered as way of explanation.

You didn't get to see it as the stylist latched onto it and examined it, "This I can totally do, one of the few cute styles I think could be pulled off with hair this short."

'I do not like the sound of that, what does she mean style.' You try to protest, "Uh Brit, can I see it."

Brit smiles but shakes her head, "Trust us, you'll look great, besides Jordan picked it out, you told him 'he could pick'." 'Crap.'

An hour later and you were staring at the person in the mirror.

'It looks cute, androgynous, blond, and not like anything I would want to be seen wearing.'

"You look so adorable, they are going to take care of your eyebrows next, and maybe a few other details. Before we have to go to our next appointment."

The words filled you with dread, but you couldn't find a way out, Brit was having fun and would worry if you freaked out.

One facial hair laser, ear and nose trim, and eyebrow shaping later and you were walking out of the Salon.

"Brit where to next?" fearing the answer.

"Oh just across town, Jordan was able to find a place that does the semi-permanent make-up, you wanted to try it out right?""

You mind and body freeze."Semi-permanent?" 'Fuck it, its now or never to get Brit on my side, I am not doing that.' "Brit Stop, we need to talk, I didn't want any of this, Jordan has been blackmailing me to do all this usin-" Your voice stops and you hear Jordan in your ears echoing on both sides. |Naughty Naughty, had to stop you before you can spill my secrets.|

"He's what? No Jordan would never, he can't lie to save his life."

She has her phone out and calling him, she has it on speaker.

"Hey bestie, have you been blackmailing our friend here?"

"Yes, absolutely," Your heart soars at the confession, "If by **** you mean telling him no sex or head if he didn't. Why whats up?" Before it crashes back to earth.

"Yeah that sounds like you, little minx in hiding I swear, Well mister Dramatic here blurted out '****' while on the way to the special make up place you found."

"Oh did his nerves come back, poor guy, If that's the case he doesn't have to, I won't even hold it against him. It will cost me to cancel it but its only 20$. Can you tell him I'll be at his place when he gets back, I've got a surprise for him."

"Totally, I was going to see if you wanted to hang now that your up but it sounds like you have plans, I'll catch you later."

With that she hangs up and turns to you.

"Really freaked out there for a second huh, its only make up." She playfully teases you before heading to the car.

|Don't make me have to step in again, I am watching|

With that you can speak again, but you don't know what to say, your one chance at an out and you blew it over some make. 'I should have waited until we were all in the same room so I could accuse him and he could stop me with out using that Doll.

Brit interrupts your thoughts, " You heard right, Jordan said its OK if you back out of the make-up, he isn't going to **** you. Get in"

You don't trust your mouth, or Jordan, so you nod and agree. Getting in the car felt getting called to the principal office.

"Cool, now lets get you home, I'm sure your dying to see what Jordan has planned, he sounded excited and nervous."

The drive back was mostly silent except for Brit humming along to the radio.

As you got close to your house, you couldn't help the nervous feeling as it built up and up.

When you pulled into your driveway, Jordan was waiting for you, wearing a cheer uniform, holding flowers and a bag.

For some reason seeing Jordan made you blush and calm down a bit. 'He does look cute like that, how did I never notice. Wait, where did that come from, I've seen him plenty of times, I've never seem him as cute, hes a guy. Like I always knew he filled it out really well for a guy but its never made my heart flutter like it did for Jill. Is it all this stuff He's done, or has he done anything I didn't know about, or am I that **** after losing Jill and how horny Jordan can make me using that Voodoo Doll?'

"Welcome Home!" Jordan exclaimed as Brit pulled the car to a stop.

Brit giggled at Jordan's enthusiasm. "Someone is excited to see you. Have fun you two!"

You hop out of the car, waving goodbye to Brit as she drives off. "Yeah thanks again for all your help."

When she is gone you turn to Jordan, before you can ask whats going on, he slams the flowers into your chest.

"Follow me." His mood changed like a switch.

'Not the time to test him.'

He leads you inside and up the stairs to your room, you can't help but stare at his ass and marvel at how cute it looks, 'Perky and round. Just like Jill and the other girls on the cheer team.'

You advert you eyes when you realize how hard you were watching it sway back and forth.

Luck for you, nobody else is home to see you oogle a supposed friends ass.

In your room you can see Jordan's face was in rage and on the verge of tears again.

"Take this and change into it, I didn't know if you took the time to wash the other one so I brought one, then Sit down and face me." Jordan grabs something out of the bag and hands it to you, before turning around to give you privacy, 'Odd he would give me that here and now,' You see his eyes in the reflective screen of your tv, he's using the window and mirror mirror to watch you, 'oh he's still watching, probably wanting to see if I would take his back turned to me as a chance to **** him to give up the Doll or something.'

"Hey Jordan, I'm not dumb enough to try anything now, I know your watching anyway, just turn around, It feels more invasive somehow if your watching out of the corner of your eye."

You change quickly, not wanting to push Jordan further by delaying, the flower discarded on your dresser, still confusing you, but his attitude and everything else that's happened has you waiting for the other shoe to drop.

He does turn around right as I'm putting the top on and getting stuck.

"I think this one is tighter than last time, little help."

Jordan helps you get it on, only occasionally glancing at your cock and blushing the whole time. "That's because it is, this one is one of mine."

"I thought you never got on the team, Jill always called you her cute little mascot and the others always called you their adopted brother."

"Oh I made it on the team, that I performance I gave got me on the team, I just never got to do anything at the games-"

"OK Jordan, I'm done. And why not?" 'Good, finally got him talking.'

"Remember who you are addressing and where, that's the second time you forgot."

UUUUUGGGHH "Sorry Ma'am won't happen again."

"It better not." His face went to rage then back to melancholy and almost tear. "You should be able to guess at this point."

"Jill. I'm starting to hate that name."

"Good. I practiced every routine to perfection ya'know, but every time right before a game Jill would use me crying that day, and poking at what ever her most recent trick was, to make me cry again, oh she would act like it was for my own good to sit out, a cheer leader crying would only demoralize the team, and how she didn't mean to bring up how the most recent plan to get you feel through, or that you begged for her to come back, not even looking at me as you brushed me off when I tried to ask you out. She was always great at twisting things so she looked like she was saving me from myself when she was stopping me from actually getting to do what I love or would stop me from giving up on you." He finished in a near scream huff, having gotten on a roll. Tears were pouring down now.

"Shit, but I never rejected you before, graduation was the first time you tried!?"

"I never got the chance, I would make my self as pretty and close to what Jill said you liked as possible, for fucks sake I wore a nightie and bikini bottoms on Pajama day during spirit week! Do you know how bad that bulling almost got before the girls from the squad showed up and got me in a spare change of clothes?! AND EACH TIME I ASKED YOU IF I COULD TALK TO YOU THOSE DAYS, IT WAS ALWAYS 'sorry Jordan, can't talk right now, I have to win Jill back.' WITHOUT EVEN LOOKING AT ME!" Jordan was gasping for breath while crying.

'Double shit Jill, what the shit.' After a few minutes of you not know what to do but feeling for him despite yourself, his tear filled eyes locked onto yours.

"Do you understand now?" His voice was horse now.

"I think I'm starting to, I'm sorry for what Jill did, and what I unknowingly did, but I really didn't know, and I'm sorry I was so single minded and blew you off like that, but Jill finally was sending signals that she would accept my apology, you go out of your way to fix things with your soul mate, right?"

Jordan sighs "You know I really do think your starting to get it, but only starting. Well can't leave a job half finished. Sit down so you can take your punishment while I tell you a tale about little miss 'soul mate'"

Not liking the sound of that you go to protest but Jordan has pulled out The Doll, holding its legs together to stop you from trying anything, "Jordan plea-" your voice leaves you as he puts his finger to its lips in a shushing gesture.

"I thought you were done being bad, well that's just another punishment to add onto the pile. Ya'know Last night, when I stayed up all night planning all this, among other things, and how to best drive home everything Jill did and you allowed. I realized you didn't deserve it, not really, and If i was going to continue this so at least you could empathize with me, I should take it easier on you, pull back a bit."

Your hope grew once more.

"But that was naive, that's the kind of mind set that let Jill get away with everything. I even bought flowers and was going to apologize but you just had to blab to BRIT of all people. You know what that would do to her? To know that she had been manipulated by both of us?! She's a tough girl but finding out last time nearly broke her. She really is too sweet for this world, do anything for a friend and never believes the worst of people."

You try to speak, but despite him now not shushing the doll, words just wouldn't come out as he dug around the bag. 'SHES only in that position because you decided to get your **** like this!' You scream in your head instead.

He pulls out an eyelash curler, having found what he was looking for he starts talking again, "And on top of that, even with all this power to leverage, you still don't respect me. So no, I won't be going easy on you. How hold still while I take care of your first punishment." and goes to the curler on the doll, on the click of its use you feel your eyebrows freeze for a second before moving again but feeling heavier. Looking at the doll you see it now has curly eyebrows where none where before. He moved to the other one to the same result, the rising horror creeping up your spine was starting to become familiar. "So scared to put on the semi-permanent make up that you draw Brit into the cross fire? Fuck I wasn't that much of a bitch when I went through it. Its not even the real stuff, it was just extra water proof, was going to scare you for a bit then give you the solvent. We'll skip the real semi-permanent make up and see how you like permanent make-up."

'No. Please.'

For the next 15 minutes you felt make up be applied to your face while Jordan revealed just how deep Jill's torment had gone.

"I was going to let the tech give you a 'natural' look but now I'm not so sure if it will drive the point home, no I'm going to give you the make over Jill did to a few days before picture day, can't believe I accepted her excuse that it was an honest mistake. Tried to skip school that day but a 'well meaning Jill' reminded me that our semester projects were due in chem, of course they weren't, that was actually next week..."

Even with how he's been acting, you cringe in sympathy.

"...'OOPS I'm sorry Jordan' Bitch... I had to learn make up just to hide what she did, yeah I fell in love with the look I figured out but Jill took what was supposed to be a test run to see if I could even handle wearing make up for you and made it into another thing to get bullied over!"

'Holy shit Jill really fucked this poor kid up, I am so screwed.' but there was nothing you could do, then another though popped into your head making you blood run cold. 'If this is the punishment for the make up and trying to bring Brit into it, what is the other punishment going to be?! I can't believe I almost forgot about that.'

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