Cleaning room #1

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Once upon a time there was a girl named Hannah and she hated doing chores.One day she was told to clean her room but instead of cleaning her room she threw a fit and got grounded so she did not have a happy ever after THE ENDAll Rights Reserved

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Cleaning room #2
Wed, Mar 23, 2016

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Cleaning room #2
Wed, Mar 23, 2016

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Once upon a time, there was a cute, submissive boy named Liam who was born into a society that had very strict gender roles. In this country, boys were meant to wear short dresses and skirts while girls were meant to wear trousers and shirts. Men were taught to be subservient and feminine, while women were taught to be aggressive and dominant. Liam's parents were both homeless and struggled to provide for him. When he was just a baby, they abandoned him on the streets, leaving him to fend for himself. Liam was then taken in by an orphanage, where he spent the rest of his childhood. Despite his circumstances, Liam was always a happy child. He loved to play with dolls and dress up in the pretty dresses that the other boys at the orphanage wore. Liam was naturally submissive, and he enjoyed being told what to do by the older girls who looked after him. As Liam grew older, he began to understand the society he lived in. He realized that he was expected to be feminine and subservient, and he embraced this role wholeheartedly. Liam loved to cook and clean, and he took pride in his appearance, always wearing the prettiest dresses and skirts he could find. Despite the challenges he faced, Liam was loved by everyone in the orphanage. The older girls doted on him, and the other boys looked up to him as a role model. Liam was a shining example of what it meant to be a submissive and feminine boy in their society. Eventually, Liam was adopted by a wealthy family who admired his submissive nature. They dressed him in the prettiest dresses and skirts and treated him like a princess. Liam was happy to be a part of their family, and he continued to embrace his role as a submissive and feminine boy. In the end, Liam's childhood may have been difficult, but he emerged from it as a happy and well-adjusted young man. He was proud of who he was and the role he played in his society, and he knew that he would always be loved and accepted by those around him.

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