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Chapter 7 by Dayeandknight Dayeandknight

What next?

Making a plan

"This prick can't possibly think I'm actually going to go along with this, does he?" Max thought to himself.

Though Max was certainly embarrassed to find himself in the situation he was currently in, telling Ralph that he would be a good girl named Maxine for him, he had no intention of just rolling over and taking it. Yes, he needed the adhesive remover that Ralph claimed he had but there was no way he could trust that Ralph would hold up his end of whatever deal they could make. He had to assume that it was a lost cause and that he would need to try to get some kind of anti-adhesive on his own or at worst, see a doctor. The bigger issue was getting a hold of Ralph's phone and deleting those pictures then making sure he didn't upload them in the time they had been talking.

"Why are you doing this?" Max asked, hoping to get Ralph to lower his guard.

Ralph held up his finger and waved it, "Now, now. You'll hurt your pretty voice talking like that. Try again."

Max wanted to just knee him in the groin but instead swallowed his pride and lifted the octave, "Why are you doing this?"

Ralph shrugged, a sly grin playing across his face. "I'm bored," he said simply. "And I've always found pranking to be a fun way to pass the time. Plus, you were so uptight about everything, I figured it was time for you to let loose and have some fun."

Max couldn't believe his ears, "Fun for who?" he snapped. "Because I'm certainly not enjoying this."

Ralph chuckled, clearly not taking Max's distress seriously. "Relax, Maxine. Just follow my lead and we'll have a great time together. Plus, if you are a very good girl..."

Max seethed inwardly but tried to remain calm. Ralph started tapping his phone again and Max wondered if he was running out of time when he heard his phone chime.

"Go on, take a look," Ralph said as he noticed Max's divided attention.

Max pulled up his pants far enough to grab his phone to glance at the screen, dreading what he might find but was shocked to see the message. He had been transferred the money that Ralph had initially promised him.

"Like I was saying. If you are a very good girl, there will be more where that came from," he smirked.

What happens next?

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