I was kind of a scrawny kid and thus got picked on allot in school and was called several colourful names and such until I started standing up for myself towards the end of junior high

But then we moved and it all started up again in high school and some boys tried to rape me in the locker room showers, luckily the coach was paying attention and stopped it

The coach began allowing me to shower in coach's showers but the other coaches didn't like that and I was dismissed from phys.ed. at that school

My step father began teaching me the martial arts he'd learned in Vietnam and I continued to study a few other styles until I had more or less developed my own style

Then we moved again, but I noticed not too many guys tried to bother me anymore

There have been a few incidences in adult life but not too many and most of it verbal

Shortly before my 14th birthday I learned a few fight moves from another kid's elder brother who was in the Army.I learned how to put your weight behind a punch,stand side on to make less of a target and a few dirty tricks.Later next year I broke my class bully's nose,his goons caught me and beat the snot out of me on my 15th birthday.My PE teacher found me lying on the floor and asked me who did it and they'd pay.I told him I wasn't a rat and would sort it out myself.Over the next 3 weeks I gave back the worst asskicking these dirtbags had ever had one at a time.
Who's the sissy now,getting a spanking from a girl?

Well, I have to reset my clock again.  On Friday night I was at the Dick Dale show at the Whisky, which was royally oversold.   If the fire marshal had caught wind of that one, it would have been canceled.   When I was walking out of the bathroom and back toward my booth through the crowded "walkway", a creepy drunken guy inserted himself in my way and made groping gestures.   Since security was nowhere to be found, I charged him, shoved him aside with my left arm and punched him upside the head with my right.  He retreated into the crowd and I went on with my evening.  I didn't even get worked up.

Dammit.  Two years without a bar fight, now it's just three days.   Oh well, at least this time it wasn't because I was trans.  It was straight up sexual harassment.   Yay, I must be passing?

Yeah, my "sissy" days are long since over.

Whoa, three badass girls in a row!

Yup i'll walk about anywhere with you three 

  I am NOT a sissy. No way am I one.

Dictionary defines a sissy as an effeminate(like a woman) male.

OOPS , I am proud to be a sissy. Actually transgendered.

Everyone have a very nice day wearing beautiful clothes and everything else being feminine.

Just be safe.   

That's how all this started with me, in my private life i identified as a sissy, even told my wife about it before we were married so she'd know what she was in for.  i've worked all kinds of the dirtiest hardest jobs you can imagine, so to my friends i am well known for my gritty side.  Lately i've been coming out to them in a way i thought would be easiest for them to understand, i told them i'm a sissy and always have been and it's funny that i figured they would be really surprised and shocked even but they were not, just more or less said good for you, you go gurl.  Guess they know me better than i thought, glad of it too.

Linda

Sissy, fairy, light in the loafers....yup, I can even fly

What is a Sissy Trans Lady?

Quote from: GingerMaxim on June 24, 2015, 04:15:53 AM
What is a Sissy Trans Lady?

Old thang maybe but I'm no lady:D  Or is this a riddle or a descriptor from another source?