Hello Little Sissies!
I know you loved being singled out as a sissy on the playground when you were little. The hardest part was pretending that you...
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Remember How Much You Loved Being Bullied?
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Yes Mistress, i used to love it so much. Being bullied can be such an intimate experience, because it cupcake a sissy to show her true colors(PINK!:))
Everytime i would get bullied by one of the big strong boys it was like as was being exposed as the sissy that i was in front of the entire school, and i was helpless to do anything about it.
Everytime i would get bullied by one of the big strong boys it was like as was being exposed as the sissy that i was in front of the entire school, and i was helpless to do anything about it.
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It was always the girls that bullied me, not the boys. I was too weak for the boys to bully but I was just the little cupcake girl that the girls could easily beat up, tease and humiliate. And the little bump in my underpants was, of course, too small for them to notice how much I loved it.
Oh the wonderful teasing from the girls Ms Courtney, not so much from the boys really. The girls were always so much more perceptive, even at that early age. Girls could detect a sissy a mile away and all the little 'confirmations' offered were necessary for a sissy such as myself. I of course loved them for it, if only they knew how much 
This reminded me of something that i hadn't thought about in many years. i remember, for some reason, a Girl pinned me down on the playground. i must have been in the 1st grade. She sat on my chest cupcake smugly looked down on me. After a moment or 2, She ordered me to take off my shirt. i told Her that She would have to get off me for me to comply. When She moved, i got up and ran away. i wonder what might have happened if i had obeyed Her. (And sometimes regret that i didn't).
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