Weirder

Tim’s day was strange enough. Having a stranger declare herself his girlfriend. Having that stranger’s wife also declare the same thing.

Growing breasts.

But now this. He had just taken his clothes out of the dryer dropped them on the master bed for folding when Sarah and Alexis, his newest girlfriends, women he barely knew, approached him with a request.

“We wouldn’t ask if you weren’t so good at it,” Sarah said.

“Sarah’s right,” Alexis agrees, “you could talk me into anything.”

What they wanted was for Tim to talk them into adjusting their sexual preference. They were his girlfriends, they were his lovers, but it hadn’t changed the fact that they were still lesbians. They wanted to be with him, and were committed to being with him, they even admitted that he was attractive.

“It’s just you don’t, you know, turn us on,” Alexis explained, “you’re just so… mannish.”

Tim had been folding his panties when she said that, fully aware of the weirdness of the situation. This kind of thing would be par for the course for his future, unless he found a way to alter that course. Nobody saw anything odd or even the least bit feminine about him, despise the fact that he wore makeup, dressed in women’s clothes, and had breasts. He couldn’t wrap his head around it, but had decided instead to try to come to terms with it. It wasn’t as if he had any power to change it, so he might as well accept it.

“I mean, I could try,” Tim was unsure. He had seen the authority he had taken from his father so lots of things, convince people to act in different ways than they normally should, but this seemed so big, so fundamental to who these women were! To change a woman from being a lesbian to being bisexual had to be beyond what he could do, couldn’t it?

He stared at the women. One around his height, brown skin, young and energetic, the other older, taller, classically beautiful. They were an odd pair, but they had found love in each other. Maybe if he worked at it, they could do the same with him…

Tim took a breath and spoke.

“Alexis, Sarah,” he said, “you both need to find me attractive.”

“Tim, we already do,” Sarah complained, “we need something more than that.”

“Something, you know, carnal,” Alexis purred.

“Okay ladies, you need to find me, um, sexy,” Tim felt a little weird saying it, so he said it with his eyes closed, “like really sexy and you need to be turned on by me.”

The whole thing felt wrong, but he had said it.

“Well?” He asked, peaking out one eye, “did that do anything?”

Of course neither woman could answer, as time had come to a stop.