Boys were you ever overpowered and embarrassed by a girl?

Hi all,

This is a cool thread.. here's my story -

I remember when a new girl moved in down the street when I was about 11 or 12. Her name was Susie and she was a tomboy. She could play sports better than all the boys, run faster than all of us, etc. A short time after she moved in she got in a fight with a boy who was heckling her one day, calling her names and basically just giving her a bad time. Susie was about as tall as he was, but a lot thinner. In a matter of seconds she had him pinned on the ground and he struggled as hard as he could but couldn't get her off. She made him say 'I give up', and then he ran home crying. We all were watching this speechless.

Then one day I was outside and Susie came over and started talking to me. I didn't know her at all and was quite shy around girls. I thought I was pretty tough for my age. Susie started pushing me around and I got mad and the next thing I knew we were wrestling. I remembered what had happened to the other boy and thought that wouldn't happen to me because I was tougher than he was. But in a short time Susie was getting the better of me. She wrestled me down on the ground and pinned me.

I remember being in a state of shock at how easily she had beaten me up. My face was burning with embarrassment. She teased me, tickling my face with her hair, giggling, taunting me. I struggled with everything I had but finally lay exhausted and out of breath. I felt the burning embarrassment again as I realized that Susie was not even breathing hard. She was sitting on top of me smiling. I looked around hoping none of the other boys were watching and saw that no one had seen her beat me up.

I thought this was the pinnacle of humiliation in my then short life, but didn't know what was yet to come. I was walking to a friend's house one day and unknowingly passed right in front of Susie's house - I was only vaguely aware of where she lived at that point. She came out and met me on the sidewalk. She grabbed my arms without saying a word and pulled me along. She took me inside her house and into her room. Her mom wasn't home I realized with a shock. I was alone with a girl who had beaten me up just a few days before. Susie started wrestling with me. She beat me up again, but this time completed my embarrassment by making me say 'I give up' out loud.

Then she pulled me up off the floor and started taking off my tee shirt. The next thing I knew she was making me wear her underwear. She dressed me up in a pair of her panties and one of her bras. I struggled to get away but she was way stronger than I was. She told me if I tried to get away again she would tell everybody. Then she made me wear a dress and lipstick. I was burning hot with embarrassment the whole time. I begged her not to tell anyone. I was desperate. Susie told me that if I let her dress me up anytime she wanted that she would never tell anyone, and if I didn't let her she would tell everyone at school that she had beaten me up and made me wear a dress. I was in a state of confusion and panic not knowning what to do. She made me promise that I would let her dress me up or she would tell all my friends. I reluctantly agreed.

Over the next several months Susie would often come up to me at school and tell me I had to come over to her house after school that day for dressup and warned me what would happen if I didn't. I was terrified she would tell everyone so I did what she wanted. At first it was so embarrassing my face turned bright red every time, but after awhile I didn't get embarrassed anymore - after awhile I started to feel okay about it. After that I wanted her to dress me up and sometimes even asked her to. She laughed and seemed to really enjoy all of this.

In the end we became really good friends and when she and her family moved I was sad and missed her so much. I am much older now, still love dressing up, and from time to time still think about her, miss her and hope she is doing well.

My cousin encouraged me to put on a dress when I was 8 and she was 8 and now I'm 13 and I sometimes put on dresses and other girls clothes and I have a youtube account which is called sleepoverdress and that is me putting on girls clothes so you could go check it out also ask me questions by sending an email to myservice101@gmail.com I will try to answer any of those questions as soon as possible I also have 3 other youtube accounts which dont have anything to do with girls clothes but there cool videos the account names are OTHERperson12 SSBrosbrawl1 and subscribeandservice go check them out and I live in MASSACHUSETTS,USA

a similar thing happened to me when i was 5 a girl named janet moved next door she was as girly as it came she always wore a dress or skirt to school. one day i was out side janet came over to me a pulled me in her house she offered me a soda then she pulled me into her room she said she could beat me up so i fought her she was stronger than she looked then she pantsed me took of my clothes and soon she put me in a dress then she called my mom asked if i could spend the night . my mom said yes. then she put makeup on me and said that every weekend i had to go to her house for at least 4 hours so she could dress me as a girl or she threatend to show pictures she took of me dressed as a girl. so i did and many times my mom had me spend the night. to this day she is still dressing me as a girl im 12 and at her house now yes i am dressed as a girl.

She is 11/12 and she wears a bra? This story is made up.

I was alone with a group of girls when I was 10. Cousins, neighbors and such. They became bossy. When I tried to leave, one girl pushed me down and sat on me. The others pulled my clothes off. The big girl said she would let me up if I did what they said. I was quiclkly dressed in panties and a dress and much fussed over.

When the girls heard the grown-ups returning, they sat on me in mass, covered my mouth, and made me promise to keep it a secret. Then they let me up, and change back into my own clothes. I saw a few giggles and glances, but none of them told on me. Thankfully.