Sam and max stories

Feminine wiles

(art by me) 

Another boring evening in the office.

Sam was sitting on the couch and Max was sprawled out on the floor. "Hey Sam?" Sam looks down at him. "Yeah?" Max looks at him. "What kinda girls are you into?" Sam blushes a little. "What?" Max sits up. "I mean, what kind of girl is your 'type' as they say?"

Sam thinks, putting his hand on his chin. "Hmm... Well, I'm really into petit gals." max's ears perk. "Petit gals you say?" Sam nodded. "Yeah, girls that are easy to carry like a groom carries his bride." Max smiled, he imagined Sam carrying him like that. "What else?" Sam thinks. "Well, I'm into girls that are outdoorsy, a little mysterious, good to me, really pretty smile, nice sense of humor, a lovable demeanor...oh, and she has to love animals." max giggles. "Well yeah, that goes without saying." Sam looks to max. "But, when it comes down to it the one thing that the girl MUST have is..." Max interrupted. "Big boobs?" Sam goes red. "Uh... no." Max giggles. "Sorry." Sam laughs shyly. "No, the one thing I will love most about a girl is if she's funny. I love people that can make me smile and laugh." he says. Max smiles. "Ah! comedic gals then" Sam nods. "Yeah!" then looks him in the eye. "Why did you guess boobs?" max giggles. "Well For one, it's funny, and two, that's all most guys look for in a woman." Sam looks down sadly, "that's true..." Max giggles. "Not me though." Sam pats his head. "Yeah. me either.'' Max looks shocked. "Really?" Sam nods. "I mean, they're perfectly fine, but they aren't my main focus on a girl." Max looks away. "Huh."

Sam then looks at the clock. "Oh, it's 9 already." Max nods. "Yeah?" Sam looks at him. "I was gonna go on a walk, wanna join me?" Sam asked. Max shakes his head. "Nah, I'll just watch crappy cable movies until you get back." Sam nodded. "Alright, suit yourself." he gets up and walks to the door, being careful not to step on max. "I should be home in about an hour." max waves. "Bye!" Sam waves back. "Bye buddy." he closes the door and leaves.

As soon as Sam left, Max immediately shot up. "Okay, petit, outdoorsy, mysterious, funny." He looked in the closet of convenient items. "I know it's in here somewhere...aha!" he said as he pulled out a black haired wig. He puts it on, the bangs covering his eyes. "Hehe!" He reaches into his inventory and finds some scissors. He then uses it to snip his bangs so that they would stay out of his eyes. "Much better." He then went to look back in the closet until he found a sleeveless emerald dress, putting it on. He then found a silver bracelet and put that on as well, then went to the bathroom to do his makeup. After applying mascara, lipstick and blush, he looked absolutely gorgeous. "Hehe! Sam is gonna love it!" He then looked down at his feet. "Ehhh, no.. I love Sam but I'm not putting torture devices on my feet for him."

Once he was all dolled up, he walked down the short walk to the bar. A few guys on the street hit on him, but he ignored them. Eventually he arrived at the bar near their apartment, going in. The whole place was dimly lit with small neon signs and records on the walls. Max looked around and sure enough, there was Sam, sitting at a table and drinking some malt liquor. He slowly strolled up to him, leaning on the bar. "Hey there~" Sam looks over to him, smiling. "Well hi." Max smiled. "What's up, handsome?" Sam took a sip. "Oh, you know, just having a night off." max scoots closer. "Swell." he bats his eyelashes a little.

Sam laughed on the inside. He knew it was max in drag, but he figured he'd play along for the fun of it. "So, what's your name?" Max froze. "My name is, uh..." he struggled to think of a name. "Susan!" Sam smiled. "Hey there, 'Susan', my name is sam. What brings you to this shoddy place?" Max giggled femininely. "Oh, you know, I'm just a single girl, in the big city, looking for some excitement." Sam smirks. "What kind of excitement?" Max giggled. "Well you know, looking around for hot guys to go out with." He swishes his hair. "A single gal like me needs a little spice In her life." Sam takes another sip. "Hot guys eh? Well I would recommend my business partner, but he doesn't even like girls, so.." Max blushes a little. "Y-you think he's hot?" Sam nods. "Yeah man, the guy's practically a living fireball." Max blushes even more. "Wow.. What a flattering thing to say... I'm sure he'd appreciate being called that..." Sam gently pats him on the head. "I'm sure he would too."