Being Exposed as a Sissy to my High School Reunion
Being Exposed to My High School Class Reunion
I was a fag in high school. I kept it on the down low, even took girls to the prom, but I hung out with the gay guys, so most people figured I was queer. I had some guy on guy experiences, mostly making out, stroking parties that sort of thing, but the rumors that I gave blowjobs weren't true. What was true was my lust for hot male bodies and my discovery of crossdressing in my mom's nighties, pantyhose and wigs which helped me realize I liked being a sissy.
Going to college allowed me to really become a fag, and again though I dated some girls and even fucked a few, I was totally into cock and spent most of my free time at the Adult Book Store Arcades, which is where I sucked my first dick, got fucked for the first time and was introduced to all the wonders of being a gay bottom.
I was a pure fag boi for about a year, but it really wasn't enough. I knew that I was more sissy than fag and eventually went back to dressing and ultimately living full time as a sissy slut. You can read all about my transformation story on Fetlife in my writings.
After all these years of sissihood I've done just about everything you can imagine, and probably some things you can't. I have always thought of myself as utterly exposed, debased, and out, especially since I'm on every sissy site you've heard of and I've got videos everywhere, thousands of photos online, all of them free to save, download, share, have fun with. I've even been featured in Tranny magazines.
So you'd think that there was no new way to expose, degrade and humiliate me. But not true. I was chatting with a friend, a gay guy who is a Dom, though not my Dom (he has fucked me several times, however), and we were discussing the thrills of exposure and humiliation. I told him how much I love both, what a high they were for me, and that I craved them badly. But while I was sure their were endless ways of being humiliated and degraded in my future, the days of exposure thrills were long past. I am, I avowed, simply too everywhere now to be "exposed."
That's when he asked me if everyone I went to high school with knew I was a sissy f*&$gt. The question had never crossed my mind, but shaking my head I had to admit that I doubted it. Unless they were into sissy porn, they probably had no idea. I hadn't gone back to my home town since transforming and had utterly lost touch with anyone I knew back in the day. The class reunion committee still had my "male" email address, however, and every year I got an email inviting the "me that used to be" to attend.
Well, he said, if you really miss the thrill and humiliation of being exposed I think you are ignoring a great opportunity if you don't out yourself as a sissy to your high school reunion. The idea shocked me for some reason. I don't know why. I am utterly shameless and hardly shy, as you can tell by my online presence. I have no qualms about walking into a bar or club and letting the guys hit on me and usually letting them use me. But this idea took my breath away. It also excited the hell out of me. The ultimate humiliation and debasement, the final erasure of my old fake male self.
Still I wasn't sure and told him so. That's when he made a proposal. Post a before and after pic of you on X, with the before being a high school picture everyone would recognize. Shamelessly promote that photo, keep commenting on it and reposting it and if it gets 10,000 views I will email it to your reunion email list, which you will give me before you start.
The idea of my exposure being outside of my control has always thrilled me, and the few times it has happened in the past have been so fantastic, so I agreed. But I didn't really think anything would come of it. My twitter is popular, but even my post provocative photos and videos seldom get more than 3,000 likes and maybe 5,000 views. So, I thought, this is titillating enough to make me want to dildo fuck myself, but it will never happen.
I posted the photo with a comment about "Do what I did! Don't be a fake boi, transform into the sissy you were born to be" and to my amazement the post took off. I kept commenting on it to pop it back to the top of my feed and within a week or two it had MORE than 10,000 views.
My friend was watching the progress on twitter. He had the before and after photo. He had the email list with more than 700 names on it, and he acted as soon as he saw my post hit 10,000. He didn't warn me, or check back with me. He is a Dom, after all, and he relishes doing things to people like that.
And just like that everyone I went to high school with, those I knew and didn't know, my former teachers, all of them were given proof that I had transformed into a sissy. I was oddly turned on and panicked all that the same time. Not sure why. But I desperately wanted to know how people would respond.
It didn't take long to find out. Within hours my Dom friend started getting responses, which he shared with me. They were quite the mix as you can see.
"Pervert" "Not surprised" "He was a queer in school, so no shock" "What a f*&^gt" "No shock"
"I bet his parents are proud" "No shock, he used to give blowjobs under the stadium bleachers." "So M*** became a she?" "Twisted" "He always hung out with the queers, so I can't say I am surprised." "Have her email me" "OMG, this is why he never asked a girl out" "I always knew he was a cocksucker" "That's pretty brave" "It makes sense, actually." "Hardly a shock, he was a queer in school" "I heard he liked to put on his sisters clothes." "Are those tits real?" "Might be worth a go" "I thought he was into guys in school" "Did he get his dick cut off?" "Unbelievable!" "What a pervert" "So M*** went sissy?" "No wonder he never comes to the reunions" "He makes a better girl"
You get the idea. Most of the responses were demeaning, a few were cruel, most were delightfully humiliating. I was amazed at how many people had pegged me as a f*&$gt back in school. The ones that directly referenced my sissiness really thrilled me.
To my surprise some of my former classmates were actually turned on by me and reached out to congratulate me or hit on me.
"M**** I am so happy for you. I can tell how happy it makes you to have become a woman. We had some gay times in school, but fell out of touch. I'd love to reconnect. You are so sexy I would love to have more fun together."
"I knew you were a fag in school, not my thing then, but I've always been into women like you. That after pic is so hot. I'd love to fuck you! What porn sites are you on?"
And the one that made me happiest because it spoke to just how exposed I already was:
"Hi M*** or should I say Jenn! I was shocked to see your photos b/c I have long followed you on twitter, hamster, fetlife, etc. without realizing who you were. So excited that I know you!"
I am sure there are a lot of people who were utterly disgusted by me, and some who got off to me. The thought of some of them jacking to me or searching me out online is really exciting. I still don't think I'll go to the reunion, but I might wind up hooking up with some of the guys who reached out and getting some fresh cock!
In the end I am glad my Dom friend did what he did. Having my fate out of my hands and at someone else's mercy who totally doesn't care about my feelings or the outcome has always been wonderful. Best of all this exposure was really unlike any I have ever gone through. I wasn't exposing myself or being exposed to people coming onto porn sites or into tranny clubs, but to 100s of people who didn't know I had transformed, most of whom will be disgusted by what I am and some who will be turned on by the real me. The thought of them stroking their cocks to my photo is just delightful! Overall the experience was scary, thrilling, demeaning, dehumanizing, a little dangerous and totally humiliating. No wonder I loved it!
I was a fag in high school. I kept it on the down low, even took girls to the prom, but I hung out with the gay guys, so most people figured I was queer. I had some guy on guy experiences, mostly making out, stroking parties that sort of thing, but the rumors that I gave blowjobs weren't true. What was true was my lust for hot male bodies and my discovery of crossdressing in my mom's nighties, pantyhose and wigs which helped me realize I liked being a sissy.
Going to college allowed me to really become a fag, and again though I dated some girls and even fucked a few, I was totally into cock and spent most of my free time at the Adult Book Store Arcades, which is where I sucked my first dick, got fucked for the first time and was introduced to all the wonders of being a gay bottom.
I was a pure fag boi for about a year, but it really wasn't enough. I knew that I was more sissy than fag and eventually went back to dressing and ultimately living full time as a sissy slut. You can read all about my transformation story on Fetlife in my writings.
After all these years of sissihood I've done just about everything you can imagine, and probably some things you can't. I have always thought of myself as utterly exposed, debased, and out, especially since I'm on every sissy site you've heard of and I've got videos everywhere, thousands of photos online, all of them free to save, download, share, have fun with. I've even been featured in Tranny magazines.
So you'd think that there was no new way to expose, degrade and humiliate me. But not true. I was chatting with a friend, a gay guy who is a Dom, though not my Dom (he has fucked me several times, however), and we were discussing the thrills of exposure and humiliation. I told him how much I love both, what a high they were for me, and that I craved them badly. But while I was sure their were endless ways of being humiliated and degraded in my future, the days of exposure thrills were long past. I am, I avowed, simply too everywhere now to be "exposed."
That's when he asked me if everyone I went to high school with knew I was a sissy f*&$gt. The question had never crossed my mind, but shaking my head I had to admit that I doubted it. Unless they were into sissy porn, they probably had no idea. I hadn't gone back to my home town since transforming and had utterly lost touch with anyone I knew back in the day. The class reunion committee still had my "male" email address, however, and every year I got an email inviting the "me that used to be" to attend.
Well, he said, if you really miss the thrill and humiliation of being exposed I think you are ignoring a great opportunity if you don't out yourself as a sissy to your high school reunion. The idea shocked me for some reason. I don't know why. I am utterly shameless and hardly shy, as you can tell by my online presence. I have no qualms about walking into a bar or club and letting the guys hit on me and usually letting them use me. But this idea took my breath away. It also excited the hell out of me. The ultimate humiliation and debasement, the final erasure of my old fake male self.
Still I wasn't sure and told him so. That's when he made a proposal. Post a before and after pic of you on X, with the before being a high school picture everyone would recognize. Shamelessly promote that photo, keep commenting on it and reposting it and if it gets 10,000 views I will email it to your reunion email list, which you will give me before you start.
The idea of my exposure being outside of my control has always thrilled me, and the few times it has happened in the past have been so fantastic, so I agreed. But I didn't really think anything would come of it. My twitter is popular, but even my post provocative photos and videos seldom get more than 3,000 likes and maybe 5,000 views. So, I thought, this is titillating enough to make me want to dildo fuck myself, but it will never happen.
I posted the photo with a comment about "Do what I did! Don't be a fake boi, transform into the sissy you were born to be" and to my amazement the post took off. I kept commenting on it to pop it back to the top of my feed and within a week or two it had MORE than 10,000 views.
My friend was watching the progress on twitter. He had the before and after photo. He had the email list with more than 700 names on it, and he acted as soon as he saw my post hit 10,000. He didn't warn me, or check back with me. He is a Dom, after all, and he relishes doing things to people like that.
And just like that everyone I went to high school with, those I knew and didn't know, my former teachers, all of them were given proof that I had transformed into a sissy. I was oddly turned on and panicked all that the same time. Not sure why. But I desperately wanted to know how people would respond.
It didn't take long to find out. Within hours my Dom friend started getting responses, which he shared with me. They were quite the mix as you can see.
"Pervert" "Not surprised" "He was a queer in school, so no shock" "What a f*&^gt" "No shock"
"I bet his parents are proud" "No shock, he used to give blowjobs under the stadium bleachers." "So M*** became a she?" "Twisted" "He always hung out with the queers, so I can't say I am surprised." "Have her email me" "OMG, this is why he never asked a girl out" "I always knew he was a cocksucker" "That's pretty brave" "It makes sense, actually." "Hardly a shock, he was a queer in school" "I heard he liked to put on his sisters clothes." "Are those tits real?" "Might be worth a go" "I thought he was into guys in school" "Did he get his dick cut off?" "Unbelievable!" "What a pervert" "So M*** went sissy?" "No wonder he never comes to the reunions" "He makes a better girl"
You get the idea. Most of the responses were demeaning, a few were cruel, most were delightfully humiliating. I was amazed at how many people had pegged me as a f*&$gt back in school. The ones that directly referenced my sissiness really thrilled me.
To my surprise some of my former classmates were actually turned on by me and reached out to congratulate me or hit on me.
"M**** I am so happy for you. I can tell how happy it makes you to have become a woman. We had some gay times in school, but fell out of touch. I'd love to reconnect. You are so sexy I would love to have more fun together."
"I knew you were a fag in school, not my thing then, but I've always been into women like you. That after pic is so hot. I'd love to fuck you! What porn sites are you on?"
And the one that made me happiest because it spoke to just how exposed I already was:
"Hi M*** or should I say Jenn! I was shocked to see your photos b/c I have long followed you on twitter, hamster, fetlife, etc. without realizing who you were. So excited that I know you!"
I am sure there are a lot of people who were utterly disgusted by me, and some who got off to me. The thought of some of them jacking to me or searching me out online is really exciting. I still don't think I'll go to the reunion, but I might wind up hooking up with some of the guys who reached out and getting some fresh cock!
In the end I am glad my Dom friend did what he did. Having my fate out of my hands and at someone else's mercy who totally doesn't care about my feelings or the outcome has always been wonderful. Best of all this exposure was really unlike any I have ever gone through. I wasn't exposing myself or being exposed to people coming onto porn sites or into tranny clubs, but to 100s of people who didn't know I had transformed, most of whom will be disgusted by what I am and some who will be turned on by the real me. The thought of them stroking their cocks to my photo is just delightful! Overall the experience was scary, thrilling, demeaning, dehumanizing, a little dangerous and totally humiliating. No wonder I loved it!
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