A bratty Bitch!

You feel a flush as you realize what really excited you about fucking Mommy and being such a brat...it was when she finally put you in your place! The thought of teasing studs...seeing how far you could push them...what you could get away with before they had enough and gave you the hard, pounding punishment you deserve.

You bite Mommy's lower lip almost hard enough to draw blood, but not quite, the suck on it seductively before cooing, "Well I may be a brat, but we'll see who's the Bitch." You tackle her to the sheets with a giddy giggle, which turns to shrieks of laughter as she easily overpowers you and bends you over her knee.

SMACK

THWACK

WHACK

"Oooh my bratty little Bitch. Mommy might enjoy showing you how bratty sissies get treated more than you enjoy the punishment. You've had this cumming for so long..." As if on cue, your hard, throbbing clit gives up on forcing its way inside her hot holes and instead erupts between her creamy thighs. Your body goes limp and soft as you helplessly spasm and spurt and become so soft and yielding.

"Just as I thought, just a make believe butch. But don't worry, my baby brat. Mommy will teach you all about how to behave...and misbehave." And Mommy is an exceptionally thorough teacher.

The rest of the week is spent molding you into the most coquettish cock tease, pushing her to the point of no return as you fight tooth and nail, and fantastically fail to resist every single time. Every deliciously decadent defeat just spurs you to further disobedience, until your soft, supple cheeks are too sore for you to sit down without wincing, but still ripe and ready to bounce on her thick clit when she puts you in your place.

By the the week ends, the pills and exercise have given you beautiful B-cup breasts so sensitive you moan everytime you stuff them into an all too revealing top, an ass so full and fuckable that you split most pants and have to wear short revealing skirts instead, and a figure out of your filthiest fever dreams...all the better to tease and toy the bully boys with. Your clit stays just as huge and hungry as ever, driving you to further acts of baiting brattiness, since subconsciously you know the only way you will cum know is at the end of a hard hand or harder cock.

Daddy returns to find you ready to return to school. Wearing a blouse tied up high so it better resembles a bra, your bountiful breasts threatening to spill out and the tops of your puffy nipples on full display. Your skirt is conspicuously short, to show off the bottom of your bare cheeks and the tip of your dangling, drooling clit. Your legs are covered in fishnet stockings and your dainty feet fill combat boots to show how tough and punk rock you are, with emphasis on the punk. The piece de resitance is a spiked leather collar wrapped around your neck. It makes you look tough and intimidating, but has a steel ring included in case anyone calls your bluff and wants to attach a leash.

"So, I hear you've been a real brat this week, Barbie. Is that true? Have you been a bad gurl?" You feel so exposed standing before your Daddy in your Snotty School Slut uniform...and not just because of how much supple skin you're showing off. He can see right through you. He already sees the Bitch in you begging to be bullied, buggered, and brought to heel. You try to put up a token show of resistance, if only for all the years you spent pretending to be a boy, but the flimsy facade crumbles immediately.

"I'm sorry, Daddy, I've been a naughty sissy slut and I deserve to be punished." You feel shameful spurts dribble out of your clit before the words leave you're mouth. A raucous, rebellious part of you curses your obedient obsequiousness, but you still fall to your knees and await his punishment. He walks slowly, tortuously tantalizing you with the thick bulge throbbing in his tight pants. He stands with his frustratingly clothed cock a kissing distance away from your hungry mouth.

"Yes, you've been very naughty. Worse, you've enjoyed your disobedience and discipline far too much. I will bend you over my knee, bend you to my will, and break you in my bed...eventually. But first, I think we should send you back to school, and see how long you can stay out of trouble."

You throb and tremble and try to lure your Daddy with cum hither stares. He resists you effortlessly and retires upstairs with your Mommy, leaving you to squirm and shamefully consider what awaits you. Up until now, it had all been filthy fun and giddy games. Tomorrow your little tough gurl act would be tested in ways you never imagined before. All the bullies, all the bitches, everyone who ever called you a sissy is about to be proven right. And admidst all this, you have to be on your best behavior? What is a blushing bratty bitch to do?