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Posted in Boys humiliated by girls on 2006-05-02 22:09:29

When I was 3 years-old my sister was seven and she pull me around all day by the neck of my t-shirts. she would pull and say come on doggie! She could do anything she wanted to me. I would beg her to stop but her and my mother would just laugh at me. They would even tie me up to posts in the yard like a real dog. If I did'nt go when she grabbed my shirt she would just pull and drag me through the dirt.

Posted in have ya ever (been) humiliated by a girl (reloaded) on 2005-09-29 22:00:13

When I was 3-years old my sister was 7-years old she would constantly pull me around by my t-shirt and "say come on doggie!!" I would beg her to stop but she just laughed at me. My t-shirts were all stretched out and ripped. I felt very humiliated.

Posted in Boys humiliated by girls on 2004-02-27 23:42:37

My sister would pull me around all day like I was a dog. My shirt was my leash. I would beg her to stop but she only laughed at me. I was three she was seven.

Posted in boys clothing limits/summer on 2004-01-10 01:08:26

========== In Reply To ========== In my case it was shorts that were too small... I had the mixed blessing of having nice legs as a youth & my mother thought everyone should be able to "appreciate" them, so she made me go in really short & snug-fitting shorts... It did make me unduely self-conscious sometimes, but I also (secretly) got off on it...

I guess I secretly got off on it to. I always felt it was a punishment from my mother and sister who is older than me.Everybody would remark on how cute I was in this short shirt.I think my mother and my sister both enjoyed seeing me wear too small shirts.

Posted in Boys humiliated by girls on 2003-12-10 23:59:14

when I was 3 and my sister was 7 she would always pull around by my shirt as if I were a dog. She would even call me a doggy as she pulled me. My shirts were all stretched out her and my mother would both laugh at me.