I was forced to wear dress as a girlThis is a true story from when I was 13 years old of when I was forced to wear girls clothing.
My parents were going away for the weekend, me and my sister spent the weekend at our grandmothers house. My grandma lived alone with her cat and was eager to have us over for a few days. She greeted us at the door with a big hug and lots of love. The day was great we had fun and was looking forward to the rest of the weekend.
When I went to go and have a shower I gave gran my clothes to be washed, half way through having the shower it suddenly dawned on me that I had forgotten to bring the bag of clothes that I'd packed. After having the shower I explained to my gran that I had no clothes with me, and we couldn't go and get the bag because we didn't have any keys to the house. Gran paused for a moment and left to go and get some clothes. After a minute or two she came back, and to my surprise she came back with a frilly girls nightie. (At this time I was really quite happy inside, as I was a
Oaths are Sacred
“I’m never coming back,” I told myself as I hopped out of the window. My parents had gone to sleep a few hours earlier, and as I had tested the past few nights, are very sound sleepers. I could clap my hands and scream, and there wouldn’t be as much as a peep out of there room.
I landed softly on the ground and grabbed my bag. This wasn’t running away so to speak. I can’t run with this bag on my back. I guess you could call it walking away. It’s midnight now, so I guess I have about seven hours of walking to get away from here. I probably could be in the next town by now.
Why am I running away? Because my parents are complete jerks! The newest iteration of Grand Theft Auto came out last week, and they still won’t get it for me. No matter how much I graciously asked them for it, they told me no, pointing to the hundreds of other games I have. Well, this serves them right. If their son isn’t worth their money, then they can keep their
My Baby Sitter [ab/dl]Disclaimer: ab/dl story, read at your own risk
“A babysitter?!” I asked, incredulous that they would even suggest something so childish. “Mom, Dad, I’m fourteen… I think I can handle you being out of town for a night.” I leaned against the kitchen counter, arms crossed, trying to give the impression I wouldn’t budge. Mom and dad were standing in the hallway door frame, dressed up nicely for a night out on the town. Mom was in makeup, dad had a tie, and they both smelled like perfume and cologne.
“Listen, Thomas,” dad started, a stern look bearing down on me. I didn’t like the sound of this; father only used my full name when I was in trouble. “Your teacher e-mailed us about your grades. Do you want to pass this year or not?” How was this even remotely related?
“I-“ father cut me off mid-sentence, like I didn’t exist.
“You’ve also lied about what you’ve been doing when you ride o
F: Locker Room Wedgie Jenny was a bit nervous about her new school, specifically the fact that she didn't have any friends there. Today was her first day, and she dreaded every minute of it. Who would she have lunch with? Who would she sit by in her classes?
...What if they made blonde jokes?
The school had sent Jenny a list of her classes to her email address. She had Math as her first class, and she groaned. That wasn't at all how she wanted to begin the day. Her bright green eyes swept down the list. History. Literature. Lunch. Science. Her final class... she sighed. It could have been worse... Gym. Jenny was afraid to get sweaty, but at least she could go home afterwards.
With her schedule printed off and folded into her pocket, Jenny went to her new High School. The move had been rough, but it seemed like a nice new town.
Jenny arrived to school, and received the typical "new kid" stares. She had anticipated these glances, and had ma
RP: New Hope for Urian
Disclaimer: Contains fetishes such as farts, gluttony, burps and Loli. So GTFO or PTFO!
Urian: *Crying on a street corner in the rain*
Leshawk: *sees the girl getting soaked, stops and walks up to her*
Urian: *Sniffles and looks up at the stranger* Who... are you?
Leshawk: *puts jacket over her head and draping it so it can warm her* My name's Les. Or Leshawk for full. You shouldn't be out here in the rain, you'll catch a cold. *As he says that he realizes looking at her stricken face that it was tears of sorrow, not cold that was making her sniff before. he talks to he gets on one knee and looks at her* What happened to you?
Urian: *Looks up with tears rolling down her cheeks. Eyes filled with despair.* I... Have nowhere to go...
Leshawk: *thinks of many different things to say to that, ask her why and how, give his heartfelt sorrow and decides that the girl in front of him ne
Being a Baby for the BabysittersIt was the middle of summer and both of my parents were going away for the weekend leaving me behind. Being 13 years old my parents didn't want me staying home alone so I was to spend the weekend at a babysitters house.
On Friday I was dropped off at the babysitters house ready to stay the next 2 days until Sunday. I watched my parents drive away as I knocked on the door to be greeted by the babysitter. The door was answered by a young woman probably in her early 20's, she said her name was Amy and revealed that 2 of her cousins we're also staying over during my stay. I was brought inside where I met Katie (14) and Lucy (15), Amy explained that I will be sleeping in Lucy's room on the spare bed. As this was said I saw Lucy frown at the idea, but she didn't say anything. I was told by Amy that she would usually babysit people much younger than me, as she showed me the room that they would stay in. The room was complete with a babies crib, changing table, play pen and plenty of diapers a
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