Obedient Little Puppy
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Ezra and Grey, I'm glad you both appreciate how difficult such issues are 
I don't like to annoy/upset my master with anything. When we have any disagreements or otherwise awkward moments, especially outside of play, I usually end up getting more upset than he originally was, because I hate to be a failure and a disappointment. Not just with him, but with other people too, strangers included.
I just feel I need people to understand why I'm like this, what got me here in the first place. All the way through both primary school and high school, I was bullied for being ginger (even though I'm not actually ginger) and got called ugly all the time. When I reached puberty, it was even worse. My skin went quite bad with acne, and people began to say I smelled bad. The other kids would do whatever it took to avoid sitting next to me in class.
Also, even though I started puberty at a pretty average age, my breasts never grew that big. All the other girls were blossoming, and I just had (and still have) these hideous little bee stings. I can still fit into tops for a 12-13 year old girl; most tops in my size are cut in such a way that you need reasonably large breasts to fill it out properly, and so I'm there with 'tenting' in the chest area, where more ample girls would stretch the material appropriately.
My ex is a big man and has 4 brothers. I have seen all 5 guys, and their father, topless at one time or another, and all of them had bigger breasts than me. I shit you not when I say that one of the brothers is so big that he would genuinely benefit from the support of a bra. Now, when you start seeing men with bigger breasts than you, you know something is wrong.
A lot of the time, I have also been genuinely mistaken for a boy. Even before I recently shaved my head, and had my hair halfway down my back, I was being mistaken for a boy. I rarely wear makeup or dresses because I feel just too self conscious, like I'm in fancy dress or something. If I wear a tight dress or skirt, people ask me when my baby is due, because although slim, I have a little pot belly. I have thick, unplucked eyebrows with hair growing in the middle, a hairy lip and chin, and my lips look horrible because I tear the skin off them due to stress. I also shred my fingernails for the exact same reason, and when people see them, they react with horror. Many of my boyfriends have cruelly mocked my breasts, and even one or two of my close friends have told me that I am not beautiful.
Basically, my master is the only person who has ever told me I look beautiful, and actually meant what he was saying. When you get called ugly all through life, you do begin to believe that there must be some truth in it. I'll be honest, the first time my master complimented me, I thought he was mocking me. That was just my natural reaction to hearing something different to what I'd been told throughout my life. I am glad that he finds me attractive, but he will have his work cut out for him to make me believe the same thing
I don't like to annoy/upset my master with anything. When we have any disagreements or otherwise awkward moments, especially outside of play, I usually end up getting more upset than he originally was, because I hate to be a failure and a disappointment. Not just with him, but with other people too, strangers included.
I just feel I need people to understand why I'm like this, what got me here in the first place. All the way through both primary school and high school, I was bullied for being ginger (even though I'm not actually ginger) and got called ugly all the time. When I reached puberty, it was even worse. My skin went quite bad with acne, and people began to say I smelled bad. The other kids would do whatever it took to avoid sitting next to me in class.
Also, even though I started puberty at a pretty average age, my breasts never grew that big. All the other girls were blossoming, and I just had (and still have) these hideous little bee stings. I can still fit into tops for a 12-13 year old girl; most tops in my size are cut in such a way that you need reasonably large breasts to fill it out properly, and so I'm there with 'tenting' in the chest area, where more ample girls would stretch the material appropriately.
My ex is a big man and has 4 brothers. I have seen all 5 guys, and their father, topless at one time or another, and all of them had bigger breasts than me. I shit you not when I say that one of the brothers is so big that he would genuinely benefit from the support of a bra. Now, when you start seeing men with bigger breasts than you, you know something is wrong.
A lot of the time, I have also been genuinely mistaken for a boy. Even before I recently shaved my head, and had my hair halfway down my back, I was being mistaken for a boy. I rarely wear makeup or dresses because I feel just too self conscious, like I'm in fancy dress or something. If I wear a tight dress or skirt, people ask me when my baby is due, because although slim, I have a little pot belly. I have thick, unplucked eyebrows with hair growing in the middle, a hairy lip and chin, and my lips look horrible because I tear the skin off them due to stress. I also shred my fingernails for the exact same reason, and when people see them, they react with horror. Many of my boyfriends have cruelly mocked my breasts, and even one or two of my close friends have told me that I am not beautiful.
Basically, my master is the only person who has ever told me I look beautiful, and actually meant what he was saying. When you get called ugly all through life, you do begin to believe that there must be some truth in it. I'll be honest, the first time my master complimented me, I thought he was mocking me. That was just my natural reaction to hearing something different to what I'd been told throughout my life. I am glad that he finds me attractive, but he will have his work cut out for him to make me believe the same thing
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