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You let him touch your hips, rub your tighs, until he slips his fingers to your pussy. Playing with your new clit, you start moaning, and the clothes are in the way. The panties feel restricting, you want him to enter... Moaning you get weaker on your tender feet and bend over.
He pulls down your clothes and gets finally ready. Only a few seconds left until you can feel him inside. Your bully, now fucking you in a completely different meaning. And it feels so good!
You hate it! And you hate that you love it! And you love to hate to love it. This is so exciting, so transforming, you are your bullies little bitch. HIS bitch, his girlfriend. You are part of him now. You serve him, you satisfy him, and he satisfies you, more than you were ever able to satisfy yourself when you were a boy.
He was so right calling you a sissy, making fun of your mascuilinity. He was right about that he could fuck you, and you would enjoy it. Its no threat, its just truth. Now you can clearly see it. Why struggling, when everythign finally comes to its place?