New Blog: My Life as a Sissy Wife

Don't forget to check out my other blog where I plan to talk about about how I actually ended up being a sissy wife to a dominant woman! Some of you who look in here may be in the same situation! It's in my blog list but the address is: http://mylifeasasissywife.blogspot.com/

About this blog: Do you like to read about my thoughts and experiences and those of the followers, or would you rather it be more X-rated like many other blogs?

Who were you with for your first kiss?

You must be a sissy since you view this blog. So just how little is your little sissy clitty?

Friday, July 19, 2013

This sissy could not climb that darn rope!

Climbing the rope in gym class intimidated me so
much and I could not even get off the floor!
I talked about the embarrassment of swimming class so now I will talk about the embarrassment of gym class!


As a sissy, do you remember always being picked last for teams when the boys who were talented in sports were made the captains and were told by the teacher to pick the teams?

Do you remember how you were taunted as a sissy for being one of the sissies always picked last?

Do you remember how you thought that gym class could not possibly get any worse than that?
It got worse for me in high school! Not only did I continue to get picked last for games during gym class, at my high school, which was big on gymnastics, you were expected to climb the rope! And that was something I, and the other sissies, just could not do!

At that age -- I was 15 entering 10th grade -- I had girlie legs and skinny girlie arms. And yes, weak wrists. And yes, I could have been described as limp-wristed. 
There were real girls who could easily
climb the rope when we
sissies just could not!

When it came to climbing that rope, I could not even pull myself off the floor! (Needless to say, I could not do a pull-up either!) The boys would taunt me and the other sissies as we tried and failed. The gym teacher would even get into the act and ridicule us.

What made things even worse was that there girls
 who could easily climb to the top of the rope and back down! They would give us sissies an evil, taunting smile when they passed by us when they came back down. And the mean boys would tell us sissies that we weren't even fit to girls!

It really sucked for us sissies! I hated gym class even more than swimming class. At least in swimming class, I could get by as long as I did not forget my bathing suit.

I will say one thing though. Even though I was taunted in the locker room for being a sissy with a little cockette, I did enjoy seeing the cocks on the real boys! Some of which I was actually secretly sucking. That eased the pain of the whole phys ed experience.

How did you get by in phys ed class as you were growing up a sissy in high school? Did you have problems like I did? Could you climb that rope? Like me, did you at least enjoy the wondering view of the boys' cocks in the locker room?

Thursday, July 18, 2013

A silly sissy dream!

In my dream, I was walking
down a busy street in a pink bra!
I had a silly sissy dream last night! 

Well, normally I dream about being in the arms of a hunky man with a big beautiful cock and I am doing everything that a sissy T-girl would do to pleasure him: Kiss him, suck him and have him dominate my sissy behind! And then cuddle with him, of course!

I bet you all have dreams like that!

But this dream was really silly. I am walking down a busy street. I have on my usual summer clothes of very short shorts and girlie sandals. But as far as a top, I am wearing just a pink bra!

So I am trying not to be noticed. I have on sunglasses, but I am walking down the street with my head down, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. Still, I notice people who probably would be shocked at what a sissy T-girl I am: current co-workers and bosses and some friends that don't really know the whole story about me.

The dream was just about me trying to avoid detection, but really there was nothing I could do about it. I felt like everyone was looking at me! I was walking down a busy street in just a pink bra on top after all! I think I would notice that if a real gal passed by me like that! And that's all the dream was, nothing more. I was still just walking down the street trying to avoid detection when I woke up!

I don't know what the meaning of the dream is. Why I would ever dream that. Have you ever had silly sissy dreams like that? I mean dreams that do not include pleasuring a man? Those are standard dreams for a sissy T-girl! I mean crazy silly dreams!

Friday, July 12, 2013

Abuse for being nakie in swimming class!

Taking swimming class with your
little sissy clitty showing
was a lot like this!
When I was in junior high school, there was no excuse to miss swimming class unless you had a sick note from your parent to miss one class or a note from your doctor to miss multiple times. Back then, swimming class was once a week.

The pool was in the basement of the school under the gym floor. So there were no windows and I cannot remember for sure, but I would bet there was no window on the door either.

The gym teachers' rules were pretty much don't drown, keep your mouth shut and if you forget your swim trunks, that is no excuse and you must take class nakie! Yes, at one time, teachers got away with stuff like that. Sort of like paddling.

I have to say that I really feared having to take swimming class nakie in front of the real boys. At age 13 in 7th grade I had a 1-inch sissy clitty and by that age I had already started to shave my legs (nothing else needed to be shaved at that point). I also had skinny and really weak arms -- I was the kid who could not climb the rope in gym class! 
Mean boys also commented on those shaved
legs, of course, and in a mean way.

My mother was always great at keeping in mind the day my sisters and I had swimming class and my trunks and towel were always reading to go in my gym bag. By the way, the mothers of some of the other sissies always made sure they had an excuse not to take swimming or gym. I remember some sissies sitting out a lot. But my mother did not do that unless I was or had been legitimately sick.

So even though my mother always got me ready for swimming and gym, sure enough one day I forgot my gym back on swimming class day. I can't recall exactly what age I was, but I was in that junior high school between the ages of 13 and 15.

I would have taken measures to stop the
taunting, if you know what I mean.
I had to take class nakie. Once and only once. And all the mean boys in the class got to see my little sissy clitty and how I was all smooth like a girl. I took a lot of verbal abuse before, during and for some time after that class. It wasn't like I had never been called a pussy and a cunt and faggot before, but it really got a lot worse after the day I had to take class nakie. And the boys told many of the girls in school too about how little I had down below.

What really ceases to amaze me about all of that what the fact that some of the boys who abused me verbally were the same boys who were getting blow jobs from me and the other sissies. I guess they felt that they were making us give them blow jobs and so were dominating us.

I wish I had this look of contentment!

I wish this was me so
badly! Just look how
contented she looks!
And you know from
looking at her how
contented she must
have been the night
she got into such
a family way!

Throughout your life as a sissy T-girl, what derogatory name have you been called the most?

Why do your wear bras? Or not?

Ever pilfer panties from a girl's drawer, clothesline or laundry, etc?,

How do you wear your pantyhose?

As a young sissy, did you look at naked men in locker rooms?

Did you ever raid a clothesline for bras or panties?

Do you hate getting erections?

Do you want to have your penis removed?

Do you take female hormones to be more girlie?

What is your mental state as a T-girl who wishes they were a girl?

Do you tuck away your sissy clitty to pretend you are a girl?

Do you wear a bra on a daily basis?

As a t-girl, what do you shave? (Pick closest choice)

What is your favorite lingerie?

You have always wanted one, but what would you call it?

Did you have a crush on a boy when you were in high school?

When you see a gorgeous girl, do you want to:

At this exact second, what are you wearing?

Do you use feminine protection?

Who was the first female you envied and wanted to be like?

Growing up, did you place dress-up with a sissy friend?

Did you play with dolls like Barbie and Tammy as a young sissy?