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This sissification story has more than 10,000 words of actual content! Why was I drawn to Shawn? Why did I want to dominate him, feminize him, and bend him to my will? To see how far I could push him? Did this make me a bully? At the time, it all seemed like just a bit of fun. I was bored, sitting in my first class of the day. It was my freshman year of college, and I was idly texting with my friends. This was still early in my first year at Venus State University. I was over 18 at the time, and so were my classmates Todd, Trevor, Chance, and of course Shawn. The professor, Miss Andrews, called out for our attention. She wanted to introduce a new student, and the newbie she referred to was standing next to her. I looked up expecting to see—well, I’m not sure what I’d expected to see—but what I saw was a slightly-built student with long, dirty blonde hair and striking sapphire blue eyes. The new kid seemed scared or at least unusually anxious, holding a denim book bag like a shield in their thin arms. At first, I wasn’t sure if I was looking at a boy or a girl, and that may have planted a seed in my mind. That seed eventually grew into almost an obsession, but I don’t want to get ahead of myself. I wasn’t paying any attention to what Miss Andrews was saying; I was too deep in thought. My Introduction to Gender Studies class had become my favorite class at university, and I felt challenged by the concepts I’d learned. Was gender a social construct? What was the real origin of gender roles in society? I wondered if it would be possible to convert a regular male person into a female under the right circumstances. My thoughts went beyond all that though, far beyond those questions. As I looked at Shawn, I imagined him in various female roles. As a cheerleader. As a French maid. Even as a cute, innocent little girl. These thoughts made me quiver and tingle with a new and exciting energy—feelings alien to me at