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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #315 on: January 10, 2022, 04:18:48 am »
Love the beast mode version of Tonya

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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #316 on: January 11, 2022, 04:36:26 pm »
Thank you!
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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #317 on: January 11, 2022, 04:36:39 pm »
They were doing everything they could to make her suffer, but only in the best way. In no time, the weights were ready. Everyone was watching with bated breath.
"Don't worry about me, everyone. If I put my mind to something, it gets done."
She grabbed the weight again. Fuck. This was really going to be a challenge. But she couldn't back off from it now.
She dropped again, letting out a rumbling groan as she rose up again. She actually might come up short on this. As she dropped and rose again for the second lift, she said quietly to herself, "You've got this."
She dropped down again. "You can do anything." She rose up, her voice louder this time.
"You're a freak!" That's four.
"You're a beast!" Five.
"A monster!" Six.
"You're unstoppable!" Seven.
The last three reps reduced her to shouting groans, but she continued the affirmations in her head. “I'm giant. I'm a goddess. This will not break me!”
She hit the tenth rep, screaming all the way up. With some assistance, she racked the weight again, gasping for air and leaning on the bar once it was safely in place. As she stood bent over, she noticed an obvious bulge in her shorts, pointing to the side like a cock stuffed into a pair of briefs. Fuck, when did that wake up? Not important now. Breathe.
The spectators were staring at her. She outlifted them all, even the craziest ones. There was a kind of holy silence. It was like a moment of truth ...
Finally, one of them started shouting her name.
"Tonya."
"Tonya!"
The others picked up:
"Tonya! Tonya! Tonya!"
"TONYA! TONYA! TONYA!"
The gym filled with shouts. It got really loud. Deafening, really. Her crowd was stopping all the normal people from working out. The manager eyed her skeptically. He didn't want that kind of commotion around here ...
God, this was exhilarating. She was the center of attention. They were all praising her. Oh, it was flat out heavenly ...
Then she caught the manager's gaze. Ugh, fine. Not like she didn't earn this, but she didn't want to start more trouble today. With her breath still returning to her, she put a hand up and waved the crowd away.
"Thanks, y'all. Show's over now. Go back to your own workouts and let me finish mine."
She moved to grab some plates off the bar. Her legs still felt like they'd being stabbed. Tomorrow was gonna be a fun day. But oh God was it worth it.

She really, really missed the gym. By the time she was done with her whole workout, she was aching across her whole body. It was all she could think about until she stumbled back into the showers and let the hot water soothe her. She exhaled and could practically feel her muscles relaxing under the pressure and heat. That's what made Kimmy flicker back into her head. Right now they should be massaging each other. The shower lasted long enough that the high from the workout started wearing off and was replaced with worry. Quickly, she shook her head and shut the water off. She couldn't get caught up in that. Kimmy wouldn't want her to do that, anyway, right?
As she stepped out and got dressed, she thought of what was next. Before she met Kimmy, it'd probably be straight home for a movie, but she didn't want to be alone with her thoughts. Gotta get out and do *something.*
She thought about what there was to do out here as she slipped on a Slayer t-shirt and a nondescript pair of dark jeans. There was always the old pool hall that she used to haunt. Hadn't been there in years. She'd have something to do other than just sit and drink. If any of the old regulars and waitresses were still there, she doubted they'd recognize her, but she didn't mind one way or the other on that.
Her mind settled, she hopped into her car and drove off towards the edge of the city. The bar itself and the strip mall it occupied look basically the same as she remembered it. She stepped through the front door, immediately blasted in the face by classic rock music and cigarette smoke, and immediately walked to the bar.
"Hey, hun. How much for a bucket of beer?"
The waitress, a busty woman of indeterminate age and necessary toughness with tattooed sleeves and chest-piece grinned and said:
"For you, it's on the house. Long time no see, Tonya. What the fuck happened to you, girl?"
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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #318 on: January 12, 2022, 10:10:11 pm »
Tonya’s face lit up as her head connected the dots. "Mickey! Hey, babe, what's up?" They both gingerly reached across the bar to share a hug, and she sat herself down on a barstool, which creaked a bit in protest.
"Me? Oh, you know. Just been hitting the gym, eating my Wheaties", Tonya said with a grin. "But yeah. Obviously I stopped just talking about getting big and ... It's kinda been my sole focus ever since I finished school. Honestly I came in thinking no one would recognize me, but if I'd known you were here, that thought wouldn't have even crossed my mind!"
Tonya had made friends with many of the waitresses here over many visits beginning in college, but she'd always been closer with Mickey (real name Michaela, but no one who knows her called her that). She was cool, sharp as a tack, and fun as hell. They got started bonding over music, but they quickly became confidants, feeling like they could talk to each other about anything.
She drew Tonya the beer and set it in front of her.
"Getting big, girl, is an understatement. I've never seen anything like you. And those tits? How?"
She leaned forward now, resting her way smaller tits on the bar. One of the regulars just stared at the both of them and then at his drink.
Then he ordered another one.
Without skipping a beat, Mickey worked her magic and was all ears.
Despite everything, Tonya blushed a bit when she mentioned her chest. Even though this shirt wasn't meant to show off much in the way of cleavage, it was stretched enough that there was enough to stare at. She chuckled a bit, thinking that there was a time she was jealous of Mickey's chest.
"Well, yeah. Unfortunately there's no workout that builds these up. I've had some help in that regard."
Realizing she’d been looking at Mickey’s own cleavage a bit too long, she grinned and averted her gaze. Spying the guy down the bar from her, she raised her glass. "Don't hurt your neck there, bud", she said before taking a long full sip of her drink.
Mickey laughed:
"Damn, girl, some help? You're big enough for a whole club full of strippers! Love them!"
She put out a hesitating hand.
The guy almost fell over.
Her reaction nearly made Tonya spit up some beer from laughter. She managed to restrain herself, barely, and thrust her chest forward a bit. "Go ahead, babe. They've probably had as many hands on them as a whole strip club too."
She grinned and prodded the left one with the tip of her finger:
"Whoo, bouncy! Did you already give them names?"
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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #319 on: January 14, 2022, 07:37:56 am »
That produced another loud laugh. "No, not yet. These are brand new. Just got out of the clinic today, actually. Why, are you offering ideas?"
"I dunno. I mean, there's the obvious ones, like Lefty and Righty or Bob and Bub ... but ... hmmm ... You still into metal?"
"Oh, of course!" Tonya sat back, chest still thrust out, to show off the Slayer logo stretched across her bosom.
"Shame there's not enough girls in metal to draw from. Joan and Jett maybe?"
She nodded:
"Yeah! Or Alex and Eddie, cos they're a bunch of boobs, kinda?"
Another round of helpless giggles from that. "Beautiful thinking. Ah, shit, I missed you, Mickey." She raised her glass and downed what was left in there.
Mickey poured her another one, then said:
"My shift isn't too long, so we can talk afterwards. I'd love to, you know. I missed you too!"
Just then, a bunch of big, hunky bikers came in. Okay, there were some beardy fat guys too, but it was a crowd.
The guys came in, they were obviously regulars and greeted Mickey with a nod. She gave them a wave and started drawing beers as they crossed the place and set down by the bar.
They looked at Tonya, but tried to hide their stares.
Heh. Cute. Lucky for them, any attention was good attention as far as she was concerned. Didn't matter to her whether they were pitching tents or fighting the urge to puke.
She made a point to rest one arm on the bar, the one facing these guys, as she reached for her new beer. She pretended not to notice their stares, but gave her arm a little extra pump as she tipped her glass back.
The guys were duefully shocked. Tonya was enormous, after all.
One of them mouthed a "fuck ..."
Tonya could tell that some of them tried to figure out what she actually was, man or woman or something else. The guy right next to her just focused on his beer.
Finally, he managed:
"Slayer, huh?"
She grinned. "Yeah. Got a soft spot for em. They were my first exposure to the heavy shit. Still one of my favorites. You a fan too?"
"Raining Blood. Best track. Poor shirt, though, getting stretched like that."
"Heh. Yeah, might be time to send this one off to Goodwill." Tonya looked down at her chest, and the poor shirt fighting for its life. "I was just telling Mickey I got an upgrade today and I didn't really plan ahead as far as wardrobe goes."
Tonya could tell that the guys in the back were already sweating.
The guy in front of her kept his calm, although his eyes kept darting around.
"Yeah ... We gotta help you there, girl."
He got up, walked out and returns a moment later, then tossed her a bundle.
A package.
Actually, it was a t-shirt.
A huge one.
"Ah, shit. What's the occasion? I'm not used to getting gifts from strangers on the spot."
Okay, maybe not a hundred percent true, but they didn't need to know *every* detail.
She unfurled the t-shirt and held it up against me, eyeballing how it would fit while also checking out the design.
It was gigantic and obviously made for a very big biker. On its front, there was a very 80ies metal design, think angel with bat wings and fire, swords and fitness people in leather outfits.
There was also an unreadable bandname/thornbush under it.
The guy said:
"We've got a bunch left. So if you can use it, you're our guest."
"Aw, hell yeah! This is just my style!" She slipped it on on top of her Slayer shirt, happy to see that it fit her just about perfectly. She even gingerly brought her arms back a bit to be certain there was no risk of the back popping out.
"Thanks so much! How about you let me cover that first drink to say thanks?"
"Nah, don't sweat it. I'm happy to help. Gotta support a girl that's serious about the whole thing. Got your own bike?"
"Oh!" She laughed a bit and shook her head. "Only times I've been on a bike before is when some dude was trying to impress me. I've got my own lifestyle, obviously."
"If you ever think about getting one, we're looking for good prospects, and you, girl, are grade A material. Just let us know."
Mickey shot her a mock-admiring glance.
"Ha! No kidding? What are the entry requirements? Be big, drink beer, and have good taste in music?"
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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #320 on: January 14, 2022, 07:31:38 pm »
Great to see more. Keep it up.

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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #321 on: January 16, 2022, 09:01:50 pm »
Thank you!


"A bike would be fine too, obviously! But you got the idea."
He roared with laughter.
Somehow, that broke the tension with the other guys and they joined in.
"Carter. Nice to meet you!"
He held out his hand for a manly clasp.
Tonya returned it eagerly, a wide grin on her face. "Tonya. Glad I got to meet all of y'all. And who knows, maybe I bike would be fun! Hell, we're already getting along famously."
They partied, taking her along. She played some pool, there was a lot of drinking and singing and the whole gang was clearly just in to relax.
Of course she was down to join in! The whole reason she came down here was for a distraction, and this was a better one than she could have hoped for. Over the course of the evening, she happily took part in a few games of pool, queue up several of her favorite songs to play over the speakers (avoiding the heaviest stuff. Driving off customers means less tips for Mickey.) and drink more than she probably should have. Several hours later, they got the signal from Mickey that last call was up soon.
In response, Tonya raised a hand and called after her "One more boilermaker for me, then I'll pay up, babe!"
Playing pool turned out to be quite hard, what with her boobs being in the way and finding it difficult to gauge her strength, but after a bit of adjustment, things went fine.

Mickey got her her drink, just happy to get to the end of a nice, but busy evening.
Then, when everything was done, the guys filed out, doing their best to be gentlemen, although very drunk gentlemen.
Mickey grinned:
"That was nice."
Tonya happily waved them off, a big toothy grin plastered on her face, before she flopped back into a barstool next to Mickey and sighed contentedly.
"It was. It really, really was. Ohhh, I missed this." Her face was rosy and pink from a night of drinking. Tonya briefly thought about how she’d be handling this better if they gave her enough to eat at this clinic, but the thought left as quickly as it came, leaving her to simply smile dopily at Mickey.
Mickey grinned and plopped herself down on the sofa.
"I'm going to have to clean all this up, but right now, I just need a little break: So, how does it feel?"
Tonya cocked her head at her. "Whatcha mean?"
She gestured vaguely:
"This. The whole, you know, hugeness?"
Tonya laughed a bit. "I kinda ... stumbled into the perfect word to describe it lately. It's addicting. Like, you knew me back in school when I was first getting into seriously lifting. I got hooked on it around that time and ... Yeah. Every time I put on another inch somewhere or find some new feat of strength to pull off ... It just feels better each time."
Her vision focused again and she made a kind of dismissing waving gesture. "Sorry, that probably came out weird."
"Nah, that sounds totally reasonable. Just like with my tattoos. I always find a new bit to add ..."
Tonya gasped and leaned forward as Mickey said that. "I totally forgot to ask! I noticed your new ink when I came in! You gotta show me your new tats! Oh, and you gotta tell me where you got them done! I've been thinking lately and I think maybe I want to get some too!
She grinned:
"Oh, what was the last thing ... Nah. Look!"
She pulled up her shirt, revealing a very classic cobra framed in an oval, then some trumpet angels on both sides that go up to her tits. Below, there were some very intense looking female demons that rested on her hip bones.
"So there's that ..."
Then she turned around. On the back there was more, with an angel and a demon fighting, surrounded by a snake that bit its own tail, below that there was a Tool-like new age design.
"Plus the sleeves, and then, there's my legs ..."
"Wanna see those too?"
Tonya’s jaw dropped as she looked across the barkeeper’s body. She'd known for a while one could get tattoos just about anywhere, but this was the first time she was seeing them in these places up close. And, of course, the designs were a perfect fit as well. Her mind started half-forming new ideas as she took in her designs.
"That's sick as hell!", Tonya said, her eyes roaming across Mickey’s midsection and her back. "Of course I wanna see the rest, don't keep me in suspense!”
She grinned and pulled down her pants. Tonya noticed the comfy underpants. There were snakes winding all along her legs, combined with roses and thorns and some weird symbols. Also, she could see that the artist had occasionally worked in skinned flesh effects which strangely reminded her of her own striated muscles. There were also several blackline rings.
It was intense, but surprisingly not too busy.
Her feet were still virgin, though.
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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #322 on: January 17, 2022, 08:19:52 pm »
"What do you think?"
"Whooooaa." Tonya gingerly reached out and brushed her finger along a couple of the larger designs on Mickey’s leg, taking in the different feeling of her skin where the tattoos lie. There was a lot of different stuff going on along here, but it still all seemed to come together, funnily enough.
"You ever think you're gonna go all the way? Like everything from the neck down inked?"
"Sure! I wouldn't mind. I mean, even the face, really. I've seen some fancy stuff, you know? But for now, I gotta take my time. Also, I've only done the not too painful spots. I gotta really summon my courage to go to the hurty bits."
"Yeah, I heard ones that the feet and hands hurt like a bitch. Anywhere where there's ... not a lot of padding. Anywhere else I need to know about? I'd need to pick somewhere that's not covering up anything important, but I'd kinda want to do an entry level tattoo too ... Maybe a little one on the chest?" She gestured to a bit of her pec, above the implant. "Or an arm or shoulder thing?"
"You gotta pick a place that's not going to stretch any more, otherwise it's going to look weird. So ..."
She looked at Tonya trying to find a bit that might work.
"Gee, that's actually hard."
The musclewoman laughed louder than she had most of the evening. "Yeah, good luck with that! When I'm not lifting, someone's asking me to flex or pose for ‘em ... I guess my abs would be the best bet, but that'd be hard to work around. Maybe somewhere on my legs?"
She shrugged:
"Best to talk to my tattoo guy. He's nice and creative and his work is ..."
She gestured at her body.
"Oh hell yeah! I gotta talk to him, like ASAP!"
"Sounds like a plan. Tomorrow?"
Mickey got up slowly.
"Just let me clean all this up, then I'd love it if you walked me home."

Eventually, Mickey was ready. Tonya helped her with what she felt comfortable doing. Between her tipsiness and her chest, she didn't want to chance anything with the glassware, but she was more than happy to push a mop and wipe down tables.
After Mickey finished her duties, Tonya walked out with her through the back door and looked at her wistfully. Then she closed shop and sighed:
"Wow. What a nice evening ..."
"Yeah. Yeah it was."
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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #323 on: January 19, 2022, 07:31:29 pm »
As they walked through the dark city to Mickey’s place, she asked:
"Can I ask you a personal question?"
Tonya kept close to her as they walked. If she wanted an escort, Tonya wanted Mickey to be protected, and she wanted it be clear they were together.
"Hun, you know you can ask me anything. Go on, what is it?"
"Okay, please don't take it as weird, but do you have a penis?"
She blushed as she asked the question.
Tonya chuckled a bit. "Please, you're far from the first person to ask about that. I don't exactly have a dick, but ... let's just say no one gets this big naturally. And I've experimented with a couple of things in that regard. So while I don't have a dick, I'm ... Closer to it than an average woman? Does that make sense?"
Mickey let out a deep breath:
"Oof. Thank you. I thought I was going crazy. You know, you changed a lot, and now, I couldn't really be sure ... So, what is it?"
Tonya bit her lip, in a way Mickey hopefully didn't notice. "Well, I had thought about it before ... I know they can do it surgically now, and the idea was ... kinda fascinating. But I decided to go with something that was closer to the real me, I guess you could say."
Tonya glanced both ways down the alley they were in and asked her quietly, "It's kinda hard to explain ... Do you want to see it yourself?"
Her eyes got really big.
"Err ... seriously?"
When she saw Tonya’s expression, she added:
"Kinda ..."
After checking again, and an uncharacteristically shy blush running up Tonya’s face, she backed up a bit and reached for the zipper on her jeans. She pulled them down, revealing a pair of pale blue panties that, while not exactly eye-poppingly slutty, hugged her tightly and showed a fair amount of skin. The front was tented by an obvious bulge, and she could feel the hem below running against her lips. Thanks to the hormone treatment, the size she'd gained during her stay at the clinic had surprised even her. Tonya’s clit was now big enough that it could have been mistaken for an average man's cock even when she was completely relaxed. She carefully pulled down the top of her underwear, revealing a neatly trimmed pussy and a bright pink clit nearly six inches long and thicker than several fingers protruding from it.
"So... Yeah. This is what I'm working with."
Mickey’s eyes opened wide. She was speechless.
After a moment, she whispered:
"What the fuck ... What is that?"
"It's my clit. Everything I was born with. Just ... with ungodly amounts of hormones pumped into her, plus some a couple other tricks I learned about to help ..."
"That's what it looks like when it's big? I mean, I never even ... What ... How did you ... I ... yeah. No. I'm really, you know, and that's what it looks like all the time?"
"Yeah, don't worry. It's a lot to take in, I know." Hoping to make things a little easier to swallow, Tonya pulled her underwear back up, though she left her jeans unbuttoned and sitting below her hips.
"Normally, it's this big. But the extra fun part is when I get turned on, it gets bigger and harder like a real dick! It's so awesome!"
Mickey just stood there, flabbergasted.
Tonya blushed again and leaned back against the wall. "Sorry. I know this is a lot. We haven't seen each other in years, and I come along looking like this, and flashing you in an alley ..."
"No, no, it's okay. I mean, I have changed too, right? It's just that ... I kinda thought you were a sort of butch dyke girl, so that fit, but now ... It's ... a lot?"
"Yeah. I wasn't kidding when I said it was addictive. I think maybe I've lost track of what 'normal' is lately. For a lot of different reasons. But I don't care much about that anymore. Like ... I wanna see what my body can fuckin' *do*, right? Like, if I can break world records, or find out what the very best a person can do at something is, why wouldn't I, right? Er ... I'm losing you, aren't I?"
"Kinda ... But that's okay. Are you happy? If you are, then that's fine."
"Yes, I'm loving this shit! Once I met Kimmy, and she started hooking me up with everything and I started blowing up, I was happier than I'd been in years! I ..."
Tonya looked at Mickey for a moment with a look of concern. "Do I give off that I'm unhappy?"
"Not really, no. Just ... nervous? As if you were afraid I could disapprove or something? But maybe it's just me."
Tonya sighed a bit. "Like I said, I've kinda lost touch with 'normal,' lately. I've been running with a different crowd. For the most part everyone's been super approving, but most of them are ... kinda freaky themselves. I was a bit worried about how everyone here would take me. You especially. I shoulda known better."
With a hiccup and a grin, she stood up and fixed her pants, giving her face a quick wipe as she did. "Thanks, Mickey."
"What for?"
She seemed a little surprised, but also somewhat curious about those people Tonya was spending her time with.
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Re: Butch x Bimbo - Episodic story
« Reply #324 on: January 21, 2022, 10:26:21 pm »
"Just for being cool. I just came back here after years of being away and I feels like I never left. I feel like a dick for having worried at all."
"Girl, you have a dick!"
She laughed stupidly.
Tonya collapsed into a fit of laughter and hugged her close. "God, this is nice. This past year's been great, but I still don't feel at home around rich people and insta models and shit like I did tonight."
"What kind of people are you hanging around with? I thought they were freaks?"
"They kinda are. It's ... let me start from the beginning.
As they started down the alley towards her home again, Tonya talked about how she met and caught feelings for Kimmy, their transformation over the past year, and how meeting her lover had been Tonya’s gateway into meeting people like Neecol and Lucius, getting a start at a legitimate business, and the two of them just generally making waves among the internet fashion community simply by being.
"So yeah. To sum it all up, I'm going steady with a textbook bimbo who's almost as jacked as me, while we're swinging with a bunch of women who are packing more even more silicone than me, and we're attracting people who are almost as obsessed with our bodies as we are. I've managed to build up a freaky entourage lately."
Mickey took it all in, then said:
"Sounds ... kinda nice, actually. Especially that girl. And the guy who gives head on the first date ... Nice ... I wish my dudes would do things like that. But then again, I'm nowhere near your size." She grinned. "Okay, that came out weird. But yeah. Anyway, I'm glad you're back, so if you ever want ... well, not normal, but, let's say usual, you're always welcome around here."
"Heh. Yeah, it's been kind of a whirlwind. But I wouldn't give it up for anything. And hell, it got me actually going out again! I just stopped going out and being social once I started lifting seriously, but Kimmy kinda ... forced me back out into the spotlight again. So yeah, expect me to be back here a lot. At least when I'm not being spirited off to someone's private cruise ship. I hope you'll understand if that takes priority." She grinned and hugged Mickey again.
"That sounds so crazy ... But as long as it works ..."
They reached Mickey’s place and she stopped and smiled:
"It was great seeing you again. And please, just pop in any time. And bring your girl: I want to meet her. She sounds fun!"
Tonya sighed a bit. Dammit. Here came the feelings again. "Yeah, I .... I want to. As soon as I got into the swing of things with that Carter guy, I thought about how much fun it would be to take her to a place like this."
Tonya shook her head. "I'll bring her in as soon as I can. Promise."
"Cool!"
Mickey gave her a hug, marveling at her enormousness and added:
"You can still show me a picture of her if you want ..."
"Oh! Yes! Hang on a second." Tonya pulled out her phone and began flipping through pictures. "Bear with me. I wanna give you the before-and-after." She slid through her gallery and pulled up a selfie Kimmy had taken of them not long after they'd met. Kimmy still tits on a stick, draped over Tonya in a perfectly rehearsed pose, the musclewoman still at a somewhat reasonable size and doing her best to smile naturally. "Okay, so here's us about a year back, when I was just her trainer. And now ..."
She flipped up to a photo from Kiki's birthday party, with them in their swimsuits, hugging and grinning as widely as their faces would allow. "Bam! Us just the other day."
Her jaw dropped.
"Damn ... I mean, she's obviously the same person, but ... fuck! That's incredible! And she's so ... I dunno ... innocent, but also so full of, you know, sexiness. How does that even work?"
"I still have no fucking clue, but she's absolute perfection. Somehow the most precious fucking thing in existence and a total wildcat in the sack at the same time. It's just ..." She sighed heavily and looked longingly at the phone screen. "I don't know what I did to deserve her."
"I dunno, I guess you treated her with respect. And you look after people. It's what you do. Girls like her, they need something like that."
She grinned:
"You know, Tonya, you might be a fucking freak, but you're a good freak, so that's okay."
Tonya smiled back. "Thanks, Mickey. It's good to hear it from someone not between my legs. And from someone who's almost well adjusted."
"Kinda, yeah."
She gave her muscular friend one more hug, a kiss on each cheek (friendly, not sexual), then a wave and she went inside.
"Good night and see you soon ..."
Tonya held her close in their hug for just a little while longer. "Yeah! Tomorrow, for the tats, right?", she said as they part ways. Tonya headed back through the same alley to get back to her car. She looked at her phone and considered calling a ride. But she’d sobered up enough from the walk. She could get home no problem.
She looked at it for a moment longer and consider giving Kimmy another call before putting the phone back in her pocket. Not tonight. Kimmy was okay. She had to be.

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