My Crossdressing Life (Part 1)

After much discussion, my wife finally agreed to let me write down my life story. (Please forgive me if this is my first time writing this and it's not very smooth.)

I was born into a large family, living in a traditional courtyard house. All my neighbors were relatives. My uncle had three daughters, and my father also had three children—two girls and one boy.
The boy is me, the second oldest in the family.
I have one older sister and one younger sister. (For easier identification later, my uncle's eldest daughter = eldest sister, second daughter = second sister, third daughter = third sister, and my sister will just be called sister and younger sister, no further explanation needed.)
There are more girls than boys in my family. I am the only male among my direct blood relatives.
However, when I was born, a strange fortune teller who made a living by talking said that I had to be raised as a girl, otherwise I would be difficult to raise or die young.
My grandparents, despite their strong reluctance, ignored this and raised me as a girl. My
grandparents treated me like a treasure, so they all called me Bao Bao. But my sisters thought Bao Bao sounded bad, so they all called me Bao'er.
I should mention here that my father is the youngest in the family, so any cousin... My older cousins are at least 10 years older than me, and some are almost 20.
Throughout my childhood, although I didn't wear girls' clothes as a child, my hair was almost always long, rarely cut short. This was the case from kindergarten onwards, and I was often mistaken for a girl. As
a child, I didn't understand and was even happy to be told I was pretty.
In elementary school, because the school wanted to cut my hair, my dad went to the school to tell the principal that my hair wouldn't be cut.
Although at first I was always mistaken for a girl, after a while, my classmates knew and started teasing me, especially the boys. Not many boys wanted to play with me,
so I could only play with girls. >"<
When I entered junior high, things were the same as in elementary school, and I became numb to it.
The only change was that my three older sisters were also in their 20s and started to care about dressing up and putting on makeup. Naturally, I became their role model.
Gradually, apart from wearing school uniforms and boys' clothes at school, I basically... I always dressed as a girl and even wore makeup. When I looked in the mirror in the bathroom, I thought I was really pretty; you couldn't tell I was a boy at all.
That's when I understood why I was mistaken for a boy. I had delicate features, big, always pinkish-red eyes, pinkish-red lips, and deep dimples
when I smiled. My voice didn't change much when I changed it, although I did grow an Adam's apple, but it was still much smaller than my classmates'. You wouldn't notice it unless you looked closely.
One weekend was also the turning point in my life.
I was playing cards at home and didn't win. I was suggested to run an errand to buy fried chicken and drinks. I had no choice but to resign myself to my fate and set off on my bicycle.
When I passed by the village elders, they still habitually called me "little sister" and asked, "Where are you going?" (Except for going to school, I was always dressed as a girl, so I was used to this kind of address). On my way to buy the errand, I passed by the school and was suddenly stopped by an older brother (I think). The older brother
said , "Little sister, I'm sorry, I..."

I'm not a bad person, I just wanted to ask you if you've seen my dog. (He showed me a picture on his phone of an adorable Chihuahua .

) Big Brother: I was jogging at school just now. My dog was following me, but suddenly turned around and disappeared. Did you see him when you came by?

Me: No, I didn't see anyone or anything when I came by.

Big Brother: Could you help me look for

him? I think that dog is super cute. Me: Sure, he probably didn't go far.

Big Brother: Is he still in the school?

Maybe... Should we go back in and look again?

Big Brother: Sure, okay?
I parked my bicycle on the side of the road and went into the school with the big brother to look for the dog.
As we approached the teaching building, I heard a faint barking sound. I happily hurried over. I could clearly hear the barking from outside the toilet at the far end of the teaching building.
I went in, but saw the dog locked in a cage.
Before I could react, a pair of large hands... I was grabbed from behind and dragged into the accessible toilet. I turned around and saw the same older boy from before.
He covered my mouth with one hand and kept groping my inner thigh with the other.
The older boy said, "Hey little sister, where are you going so late? Your stockings feel so nice, let me touch them, okay?" No matter
how much I struggled, I couldn't break free from the older boy's bear hug.
Seeing my frantic struggle, the older boy suddenly punched me hard in the stomach. Instantly, I went limp and couldn't cry out.
Seeing me cowering on the ground, the older boy unbuckled his belt and tied my hands to the accessible toilet's handrail.
He took off my shorts and buried his head between my legs, breathing heavily. The sound was unusually clear in the quiet toilet.

His hands kept touching my thighs, and he kept saying, "Little sister, your stockings feel so nice."

I don't know when, but he had taken off his pants and stood up in front of me, saying: "Look, look! Brother touched your stockings and your penis got bigger! Isn't that amazing?"

He squatted down, tore my stockings, and pulled down my underwear. When he saw the small thing between my legs, he hesitated for a moment

and looked at me, saying, "Wow, you're a boy! I could never have told you! How come a boy has long hair?"

Touching my legs, he said, "You're still wearing stockings! You're such a pervert!"

Suddenly, he laughed and flipped me over, making me face away from him,

still laughing and saying, "It's okay, it's okay."

He held his penis and kept pushing it towards my anus. I only felt a lot of pain outside my anus.

After a while, I heard him angrily shout, "Damn, it won't go in!"

So he flipped me over again and shoved his penis into my mouth,

shouting, "If I can't fuck your ass, I'll fuck your mouth!"

He thrust hard into my throat with each stroke, making me feel like I wanted to vomit. He kept gagging

. Then his thrusting speed increased, and towards the end, he thrust hard into my throat, saying, "Oh oh oh~~" I ejaculated, little sister. Big brother ejaculated,

streams of hot stuff went down my throat. I wanted to vomit but couldn't because his penis was blocking it. I kept gagging.
After about ten seconds, he pulled his penis out and

stood in front of me, saying, "Come on, little sister, lick big brother's penis, be good."

He saw me turn my head away, but it was mine, so he said, "Do you want me to punch you again?"

I was scared and said, "Don't hit me, please don't hit me!"

Big brother laughed and said, "Come on, little sister, lick big brother's penis and I won't hit you, be good!"

I had no choice but to lick his penis reluctantly. Big brother said,

"Yes, little sister, that's good, big brother likes it very much."

Then he took out his phone and took a few pictures of me, saying, "Big brother, keep this as a souvenir, little sister is really great!"

He unbuckled the belt on my hand, picked up his dog crate, and left the accessible toilet.
I was left behind disheveled, snotty-nosed, and in tears.

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