The statute of limitations in my state at the time was about seven years for theft. For the amount of money that was stolen, that was an easy ten year sentence. I'm not the biggest guy, never been athletic. I was really scared of going to jail or prison. Which always makes me wonder looking back, why I did what I did if I was so scared of the possible outcome. I put myself in the situation, but it doesn't excuse other people's actions. In the end, I'm weighing, if being sent to a torture chamber built by the state was better than being subjected to sissyfication. Both have lasting affects, and a lifetime of consequences. If I am to be brutally honest here, one is not a protected class of people while the other could be if you truly enjoy it, or claim to like myself. I mean, I don't overtly announce I'm gay or trans, I'm actively trying to hide my boobs. I'm just saying after my Sissyfication sentence it was illegal to discriminate against me. This story is hard core, fiction, with all kinds of bad language, homophobic remarks and situations, rape, anal, diapers, messy scenes, you name it. This story should explore the stigmas and conundrums that plague or social and legal systems. At the same time this story is filled with realistic scenes of blackmail and illegal acts that should never be duplicated in any way, in reality.
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