George, a school bully (Gay Route)

The walk felt like eternity to you as your fear being seen. Eventually, the long walk led to its eventual destination and you were now at the mall dressed like a girl. However, despite your now feminine appearance, someone still identified you.

Mark? Is that you? Aren’t you a cute little thing? I always knew you lacked the masculinity of a guy. Glad you decided on being a sissy.

You recognize that voice. Your spine shrivels as you hear that voice. It was George, the bully in your school.

You dare not look up but he slides below and forces you to see him in your cowered position.