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Chapter 139 by Mr Nice Guy Mr Nice Guy

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The Elegant Solution

Terry was sweating, but that was good. The idea that Drew had given him, starting a sexy workout series on their channel, had been a great one. He needed to get into shape, and generating interesting new content was always a challenge.

At first Tabby hadn't bought in. She was unused to her father bringing ideas to the table. But once she had found out that the idea had originated from one of Terry's coworkers, she was sold.

And Terry was glad. So many of his problems, so many of his frustrations were centred on his body. Natalie would only allow him to wear clothes that she didn’t want stretched out, and so he was assigned outfits that were older and out of style. Of course, this didn’t help out Tabby’s fundraising project, nor did it help Terry follow Drew’s instructions.

The night before, Drew had asked Terry if it would be weird if the younger man would start buying gifts for Natalie, clothes that were sexier, more revealing. His hope was that if she had more to choose from, she might be more generous with Terry. Drew had even suggested that he could give them anonymously.

Terry was honestly unsure how Natalie would react, but he was pretty sure that Tim wouldn’t like it. It might feel like someone making a move on his woman, which, obviously, would be unacceptable. Drew understood perfectly. Someone like Tim, a strong, respectable man, didn’t deserve to even think that someone might try something with a woman he wanted. No, Drew would come up with another strategy.

And he had.

And so, after a quick preamble explaining the new series, inviting people to enjoy the show, reminding them to tip, Terry turned away from the camera, took a few steps, and bent over and picked up the small kettle bell.

The video was perfect in its simplicity. Terry would, wearing a pair of panties and a bra, bend over, lift the bell, put it down, doing squats for ten minutes. That was it. The camera would focus entirely on his backside, which was also the focus of his workout. In the future he and Tabby had planned other workout scenarios, throwing in some flirty poses, maybe even a special guest, but for that video, the inaugural workout, he kept it simple.

And it was working. Tabby’s face was ecstatic. That must be good news. Either the tip jar was filling up, or their viewership was up. Either way, if Tabby was happy, Terry was happy. That’s what good dads want, after all, their children to be happy.

Plus he was getting a great workout! If he kept it up every day, Terry would solve Drew’s problem, and Natalie would allow him to dress more sexily! It was an elegant solution to so many problems.

Tabby held up a sign.

MOAN LIKE YOU LOVE IT

She had such great instincts when it came to putting on an engaging show, and so Terry, the good father, began to moan. He knew what type of moan she meant. The sound that slipped out from between his lips was an approximation of the moan Natalie had made the night before when in bed with their son. Terry’s moan wasn’t as sexy as Natalie’s, but it was as close as he could get it.

The pills that Drew had given him would eventually change Terry’s voice. As soon as he had gotten home that night, Terry had looked up the name of the **** to see what it would do. It seemed that Drew wanted him to become more feminine. While Terry wanted to remain a man, he obediently took the pills on schedule, getting pleasure each time knowing how compliant he was being. He’d even made an appointment with his doctor to get more of the pills for when they ran out. He wondered if his voice would sound like Natalie’s after a few months of the treatment.

The clock on the wall ahead of Terry ticked past the ten minute mark, so he bent and put down the weight, then straightened and turned back to the camera.

“What a workout! Thanks to everyone for tuning in and tipping!” Despite being tired, Terry’s voice sounded upbeat and chipper. “I’m, like, totally happy to see so many of you on here helping me on my journey toward my perfect body. Remember to like and subscribe, and share share share! I’m EasyTerry, and I’ll see you next time!”

He blew a kiss at the camera, a hint of his lipstick sticking to his hand, and then Tabby gave the signal that the livestream was over.

“Dad!” Tabby exclaimed, “That was great! Our viewers doubled, and so did the tips! Way to go!”

She threw her arms around him in celebration. How long had it been since he’d received such genuine praise from someone? A long time, that was for sure. Still, it warmed his heart to be able to receive love from his daughter instead of orders. Not that he minded the orders, but he craved affection just like everybody else.

“Now go get ready for bed and rest up,” Tabby said, breaking the embrace and looking him in the eyes, arms on his shoulders, “I’m very proud of the work you did tonight. We will do a workout every night this week to see if this bump was a fluke or a trend. Think of how great you’re going to start looking!”

And he did think of it. It probably hadn’t been an order, but he took it as one anyway. He thought of it while getting changed, he thought of it while brushing his teeth, he thought of it as he wiped clean the makeup from his face. And while he drifted off to sleep, he was still thinking of it, how great he was going to start looking, when his waist became thin, his ass toned up, and his breasts began to come in.

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