Under Arrest
"You, yes, you right there! Stop right there!" You stop a bit surprised. Were they referring to you? "Are you referring to me?" They soon answered your question by walking right up to you.
"Yeah, you sissy! What are you doing walking around in public dressed like that, huh? You know betas like you have to dress pretty for your superiors!"
"Sissy? Beta? What are you talking about? If anyone's clothing needs to be discussed I think its you two..."
"Yeah, you wish you were dressed like us! Listen, there's no way a shrimp dick loser like you isn't in need of some guidance! Come on, lets head down to the precinct."
The two girls hand cuffed you and took you away. They only wanted to put you through a re-education program. You were told you were a "sissy" and a beta male like you was meant to serve an alpha. You learned the joys of dressing up and putting on makeup. And more importantly, the joys of being with a big strong man. You could never imagine being the loser you were before, and your life never would have changed if it were for the fem police. Maybe someday you can join them too, to guide other lost sissies- if you could ever be pried away from a real mans arm.
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