My Bully.
I was born a sissy. Always more like a girl than a boy. When I was in high school it became even more obvious that I was a sissy, because, unlike my male peers, my body didn't develop masculine features. My jaw line didn't become prominent, my skin stayed soft and hairless, my voice didn't change, and I began growing female like breasts - which at that time I did everything I could to conceal. Add to all that I had distinctly feminine mannerisms, caused me to have a tough time in school.
One guy in particular - his name was Larry - took it upon himself to bully me unmercifully! Larry was the opposite of me. He developed into a masculine man soon after puberty. For some reason, the sight of me enraged him and while most of his bullying was through words, occasionally he would push me hard, or even slap me!
Halfway through school I gave up trying to hide who I was, and I began dressing in an androgynous manner, so that people had trouble trying to figure out if I was a boy or a girl. I had been crossdressing at home for a while, and I knew I wanted to be a girl very badly! Also, I had been attracting the attention of men - not boys - but full-grown men. It was obvious from looking at me that I was some kind of freak, but I was small, delicate, and very cute. When I noticed men looking at me, I could see by the looks on their faces that it wasn't curiosity - it was lust!
After school I got a job as a beauty consultant at the MAC cosmetic counter in the mall. I had begun having affairs with men - mostly married guys - most of which were one-night stands. Men loved having sex with me, almost as much as I enjoyed being in bed with these big strong hairy guys! But I never had what you would call a boyfriend - just encounters with horny guys who needed sex. Most of my friends were women - girls who worked with me at MAC and who enjoyed my company. By now I was dressing and living as a female. I was young, pretty, and had no trouble passing as a female. I did have lots of guys approach me at the counter, wanting to date me, but I always turned them down, because I knew how dangerous it is to get a guy under false pretenses.
I had begun going to adult bookstores and hanging out at the video arcades in the back, and having sex with men through the gloryholes or one on one in the private booths. Those places used to be dominated by gay men, but more and more, shemales like me were becoming active there. And the word got out, little by little, that sexy ladyboys were hustling in the booths. Word of mouth began to get me more business than I could handle. I used to walk around the arcade in just a black string 2-piece bikini and a pair of sexy high heels. I would have preferred to be completely nude, but the manager told me that if I was outside the booths I had to cover my genitals. And I was doing that one night when I saw HIM! It was LARRY - my bully from high school! I recognized him immediately - he hadn't changed all that much - still butch and good looking! I thought to myself that if he was in a place like this, he was either a queer, or a straight man looking for some sissy action! I was standing against the back wall in my heels and bikini, holding my little clutch purse. I had my compact out and was powdering my nose when he approached me. He was smiling and I knew he didn't recognize me. "Hi, sexy!" He said.
I looked up at him: "HI," I said back. "What chu up to tonight?"
"Oh, just hanging out," he answered. "You're looking really sexy - What's your name?"
"Casey," I answered him, using my real name, to see if anything registered. He didn't bat an eyelash. Just ran his eyes hungrily all over my body. "Do you wanna get a booth?" I asked. He got excited and nodded his head. "But, honey," I said, reaching down and giving the bulge in his shorts a squeeze - "You KNOW I'm a boy, right?"
He grabbed me by my upper arm roughly and said, "Let's go." We walked to the booth, me taking short mincing steps in my high heels to keep up with him. We entered the booth and Larry locked the door behind him. He grabbed me and pulled me close, french kissing me deeply. "Oh, bitch you are so fuckin HOT!" I stripped off my bikini and stood in front of him nude, my penis exposed, and sank to my knees. I pulled down his shorts and his huge cock sprang up, stiff and throbbing. I kissed the head and enveloped it into my saliva filled mouth and began sucking his cock. He had strong muscley thighs and rock-hard calves. As I was blowing him, I ran my hands all over those big strong LEGS! I was suckin his hard cock and he was pushing my head down so deep that I was making loud retching noises. That got him even more horny and suddenly he stiffened, and I felt warm semen gushing down my throat! He kept my head right flush up against his hairy pubis until the spasms passed. Then he relaxed and withdrew his stiff cock out of my mouth. I used my mouth and tongue to clean him off. I was on my knees naked as he hurriedly pulled up his shorts and exited the booth, leaving the door wide open. I saw several guys outside the booth, craning their necks to get a look at me. One of them had his hard dick out and he stepped in and put it in my mouth and head fucked me while the others watched. When he came, he shot his load all over my whorish face! I had his slop all over my face - his thick, viscous snot hanging from my nose and chin, while the others were pushing one another aside to get pics of me on their cell phones.
Later it got quiet, and I put my bikini back on and went back out into the arcade. My head was reeling and - even though I had been humiliated by those men - I was seeing stars! THIS was the life I had dreamed of when I had prayed to Satan to make me a woman! But MORE than just a woman - a WHORE!
Larry came by about a month later and this time we both got naked and sat on the bench making out for a long time before he fucked me in the ass. He stood me up against the door of the booth and was kissin all over my neck ears and bare back! Then he worked his thick boner up my ass and slammed me so hard the whole booth was shaking. Now he's one of my regulars! Maybe some night I'll tell him who I really am. I don't care if he beats me up - it's SEXY!
One guy in particular - his name was Larry - took it upon himself to bully me unmercifully! Larry was the opposite of me. He developed into a masculine man soon after puberty. For some reason, the sight of me enraged him and while most of his bullying was through words, occasionally he would push me hard, or even slap me!
Halfway through school I gave up trying to hide who I was, and I began dressing in an androgynous manner, so that people had trouble trying to figure out if I was a boy or a girl. I had been crossdressing at home for a while, and I knew I wanted to be a girl very badly! Also, I had been attracting the attention of men - not boys - but full-grown men. It was obvious from looking at me that I was some kind of freak, but I was small, delicate, and very cute. When I noticed men looking at me, I could see by the looks on their faces that it wasn't curiosity - it was lust!
After school I got a job as a beauty consultant at the MAC cosmetic counter in the mall. I had begun having affairs with men - mostly married guys - most of which were one-night stands. Men loved having sex with me, almost as much as I enjoyed being in bed with these big strong hairy guys! But I never had what you would call a boyfriend - just encounters with horny guys who needed sex. Most of my friends were women - girls who worked with me at MAC and who enjoyed my company. By now I was dressing and living as a female. I was young, pretty, and had no trouble passing as a female. I did have lots of guys approach me at the counter, wanting to date me, but I always turned them down, because I knew how dangerous it is to get a guy under false pretenses.
I had begun going to adult bookstores and hanging out at the video arcades in the back, and having sex with men through the gloryholes or one on one in the private booths. Those places used to be dominated by gay men, but more and more, shemales like me were becoming active there. And the word got out, little by little, that sexy ladyboys were hustling in the booths. Word of mouth began to get me more business than I could handle. I used to walk around the arcade in just a black string 2-piece bikini and a pair of sexy high heels. I would have preferred to be completely nude, but the manager told me that if I was outside the booths I had to cover my genitals. And I was doing that one night when I saw HIM! It was LARRY - my bully from high school! I recognized him immediately - he hadn't changed all that much - still butch and good looking! I thought to myself that if he was in a place like this, he was either a queer, or a straight man looking for some sissy action! I was standing against the back wall in my heels and bikini, holding my little clutch purse. I had my compact out and was powdering my nose when he approached me. He was smiling and I knew he didn't recognize me. "Hi, sexy!" He said.
I looked up at him: "HI," I said back. "What chu up to tonight?"
"Oh, just hanging out," he answered. "You're looking really sexy - What's your name?"
"Casey," I answered him, using my real name, to see if anything registered. He didn't bat an eyelash. Just ran his eyes hungrily all over my body. "Do you wanna get a booth?" I asked. He got excited and nodded his head. "But, honey," I said, reaching down and giving the bulge in his shorts a squeeze - "You KNOW I'm a boy, right?"
He grabbed me by my upper arm roughly and said, "Let's go." We walked to the booth, me taking short mincing steps in my high heels to keep up with him. We entered the booth and Larry locked the door behind him. He grabbed me and pulled me close, french kissing me deeply. "Oh, bitch you are so fuckin HOT!" I stripped off my bikini and stood in front of him nude, my penis exposed, and sank to my knees. I pulled down his shorts and his huge cock sprang up, stiff and throbbing. I kissed the head and enveloped it into my saliva filled mouth and began sucking his cock. He had strong muscley thighs and rock-hard calves. As I was blowing him, I ran my hands all over those big strong LEGS! I was suckin his hard cock and he was pushing my head down so deep that I was making loud retching noises. That got him even more horny and suddenly he stiffened, and I felt warm semen gushing down my throat! He kept my head right flush up against his hairy pubis until the spasms passed. Then he relaxed and withdrew his stiff cock out of my mouth. I used my mouth and tongue to clean him off. I was on my knees naked as he hurriedly pulled up his shorts and exited the booth, leaving the door wide open. I saw several guys outside the booth, craning their necks to get a look at me. One of them had his hard dick out and he stepped in and put it in my mouth and head fucked me while the others watched. When he came, he shot his load all over my whorish face! I had his slop all over my face - his thick, viscous snot hanging from my nose and chin, while the others were pushing one another aside to get pics of me on their cell phones.
Later it got quiet, and I put my bikini back on and went back out into the arcade. My head was reeling and - even though I had been humiliated by those men - I was seeing stars! THIS was the life I had dreamed of when I had prayed to Satan to make me a woman! But MORE than just a woman - a WHORE!
Larry came by about a month later and this time we both got naked and sat on the bench making out for a long time before he fucked me in the ass. He stood me up against the door of the booth and was kissin all over my neck ears and bare back! Then he worked his thick boner up my ass and slammed me so hard the whole booth was shaking. Now he's one of my regulars! Maybe some night I'll tell him who I really am. I don't care if he beats me up - it's SEXY!
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