Revenge Is Best Served Gooey (An All-Star Sissy Caption Spinoff)

A while back, I posted a caption on deviantart, set in the Sissy Camp universe. After asking my followers there which caps they most wanted turned into a series, it got a lot of a love and inspiration struck me. So here it is, with the original cap first: the 14 part caption series, set in All-Star Sissy's world.

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Caption 1:

Raya was the worst. She had not only bullied me, spread false rumors and generally treated me like a piece of dirt, but when I threatened to tell the school that she had been paying me to do all her homework, she ruined my life. She made up a false accusation and got me sent to Sissy Camp. No one believed the word of some nerd next to the word of some popular girl and now I was here, spending the second half of my senior year as a girl.

I was steaming as I sat on the bus, looking to her on the bus as she sat with her Quarterback BF. Maybe I couldn't go back. But I could use what she'd done to me for my revenge. So once she got off, I made my way to her boyfriend's seat, starting to flirt until...well. I don't think I have to tell you what I did for him.

Maybe I'd end up known as the sissy who blew a dude on the bus, but he'd end up known as the dude who got blew by the sissy...and maybe more, if he was interested.

Caption 2:

Raya Adams and her pack of mean girls had ruined my life, so now I was going to ruin theirs.

It all started when their bullying became too much, and I threatened to turn her in for cheating on me. Worried about getting expelled, she made up a false accusation which got me sent to Sissy Camp.

At first, I was just lost. I was adrift and confused in my new life.

But seeing her and those other girls so happy changed that. It made me angry.

My campaign of revenge began when I blew Raya's boyfriend, wearing his splattered seed on the outside of my skirt so that everyone knew.

But it wouldn't end there.

There were other girls who had set me up, and Raya would just get another boyfriend. But since I just couldn't move on from what she'd done to me, she couldn't either.

Every boy she had would be mine.

Every boy she WANTED would be mine.

I bit my lip was I watched the blowjob tape I made with the guy who had asked her to prom.

It was good stuff, but it was nothing compared to what was coming during prom itself.

Caption 3:

"Where is he?!" whined Raya as she waited for her prom date to show up.

She had broken it off with the first guy after I blew him in the bathroom, which already had her angry. This was supposed to be her big night, the one she'd spent years waiting for! It needed to be perfect. But instead, she'd had to drive herself when her new date failed to pick her up.

Poor her.

I watched as she told her friends that the dude better be dead or dying, because there was no excuse to stand her up and skip prom like this.

Only, he didn't skip prom.

I relished the look of Raya's face as all the color drained from it, and as she noticed her date walking across the room...

To his new date:

Me.

I gave her a cold, teasing little wave as she stood there with her jaw dropped.

But all her indignant shock was nothing compared to what came next.

I may or may not have "bribed" some members of the prom committee.

Some male members.

Via their male members.

When they announced me and him as the king and queen, I could swear Raya was going to faint.

But still...I wasn't done.

Caption 4:

Raya was so irate after the prom debacle that she decided to play dirty. Conceding the field of feminine wiles, she asked her older brother to find me and make me pay. I guess I was a bit proud of that. After so long as a sissy, it was nice to think that a guy could see me as enough of a man to punch me.

But it still wouldn't work.

Her brother, for all his size and strength, was a bit of dork. Probably a virgin.

Simply put: he was an easy target.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Freddy opened the door, surprised to see the gurl he'd been ordered to find. I'd come right to his front door.

"Hey, stud" I said in a sultry tone, taking my top off.

Caption 5:

He talked.

I stripped.

"Sandy, you can't be doing this! My sister would kill me!"

Off came my skirt.

"Listen, you're hot. And I won't fight you. Obviously. But please..."

Off came my heels.

"Sandy..." he said, getting red in the face. He knew he shouldn't.

Off came my bra.

He knew he had to.

"You were saying?" I asked, as he stood there dumbstruck. Say what you will about Sissy Camp, but they knew how to make a great set of tits.

That night, I took Freddy's virginity. On Raya's bed.

Caption 6:

Summer had been a bit of a downshift for me. Raya was so stricken by all I'd done to her that she avoided boys altogether, giving me time to ruin the relationships of every other girl who'd corroborated her accusations. It wasn't that hard, considering the camp had made me so hot, and my quest for vengeance had made me so good. I could tie a cherry stem with my tongue by now, and knew what boys liked better than any cis girl could.

But as my vendetta went on, it satisfied me less and less.

The Sissy Camp had a new rule that gurls in school had to maintain a certain GPA and play a sport, which I knew was likely a trap. I could pass any class without difficulty, but I hadn't even been an athlete before all this, and didn't want to go back for more hypno. I was lucky enough to get out with my mind intact, even if my preferences are different.

So in order to circumvent the rule, I didn't go to college. I watched Raya and her friends go off, probably thinking that they'd finally escaped me.

And then, I saw a new boyfriend on her instagram.

Her school was only a half hour away...

And there was a pool party coming up...

Maybe this is just what I need to break out of my funk.

Caption 7:

"Sandy, pleased to meet you" I smirked, laying it on pretty thick. This dude wasn't Raya's boyfriend but he was cute, and it was a good idea to lay groundwork here. Who knows, maybe Raya will get with this guy after I break her and her new dude up?

"Sandy...aren't you that girl...or sissy...or whatever? The one Raya is always talking about?"

"Guilty" I shrugged. I guess word gets around.

"Wow, she talks about you like you're the boogeyman. Did you drive all the way from her hometown just to..." I snorted.

"Bradley, you're not going to rat me out, are you?"

He took a beat and shook his head. "No, I won't. I don't like her either, but...man. That's kind of pathetic."

Caption 8:

"Pathetic?!" I exclaimed, more shocked than insulted. We'd been getting along so well and now he was calling me pathetic?

"Yeah" said Bradley. "I mean, what she did to you is atrocious, but you're basing your entire life around revenge? You're doing this just to get back at her? Not that Raya doesn't deserve that, but neither do you. I mean, there's no way that she'll ever really pay back what she did to you no matter how long you keep at this. If she ruined your life, the only way to fix it is to fix your life, not ruining hers."

I almost told him how stupid and cliche that was before taking a second to look around. I hadn't gone after Raya's boyfriend when I caught a glimpse of him. I had hesitated. And now I realized that the reason I stayed out here to mingle was because I wanted to be at a college party. I wanted to be in college. I wanted a life, and the closest thing I had to it was ruining hers.

It was kind of pathetic.

"You're just saying that because you don't want to lose me to her boyfriend tonight" I half-hearted joked.

Bradley smirked. "No, I'm telling you because you do deserve better. You're cool and I can't even stay here long. I have to go and finish a research lab. Seriously, Sandy. You're better than this. You're more than this."

I scrunched my lips, feeling a bit warm and fuzzy as he told me that.

He left a few minutes later, and I thought for a moment...what do I want?

Caption 9:

I slept with Raya's boyfriend.

Call it habit.

Call it boredom.

Call it that fact that as soon as Bradley left, his kind worlds were struck by the stark reality:

I was a sissy, forever. I couldn't go to college due to their stupid rules. I was stuck at home, with no future, and Raya got to go on with her life like she hadn't ruined mine.

Drifting off alone in bed as her boyfriend went home, I almost started to cry.

Not because he was bad, because he was amazing. I felt like I wouldn't be able to walk for a week. The taste of his salty shaft was lingering on my tongue and the sting of his hand on my butt lingered along with the red handpri-

What was I saying?

Oh right. The hopelessness of my situation, along with all the estrogen in my system, made me tear up. Raya would never be rid of me.

Caption 10:

"Trust me, there's no way she's getting in!" said Raya's friend.

"We have people watching all over for her" said another

"Make your move on Henry. There's no way she's going to ruin things this time" promised the third.

Raya had enlisted all her new college friends to make sure I didn't ruin this for her. The entire clique had spent the last weeks running defense as Raya made moves on Henry.

But it was Halloween.

As the girls assured Raya, I stood close enough to listen. This masquerade party was perfect, and they all left with no idea I was already here. Henry was going to be mine tonight.

Caption 11:

"Sandy?"

I froze for a second, thinking one of Raya's friends had found me. But then I turned and saw- Bradley.

"You look...incredible."

"Thanks" I blushed, though you wouldn't be able to see it under all this makeup.

"You're back to..." he trailed off, knowing why I'd come up to the campus.

"Yeah. What you said was nice but...it doesn't change anything."

"Well, maybe you don't always need to change things. Maybe talking through them is enough. Maybe someone caring is enough...and I'm not just saying that because I don't have a lab session tonight."

I giggled. "If you really want me, just flirt with Raya. I'll be on you like bronzer on a sorority girl."

"Yeah, but like I said, I just want to talk. You're really cool. Interesting."

"And you don't care that I've been able to steal two dozen boyfriends in the past 6 months?"

"It's impressive, but no. Anyway, I'm probably heading back to my place soon. Truth be told, sometimes I just use the lab as an excuse to leave parties early."

"Well...have fun with your early night" I said, a silence lingering as if there was something we both wanted to say.

"I will" he said, taking that same pause before slowly heading out.

As he left, Henry arrived.

Caption 12:

Bradley had left. Henry was here.

I knew for a fact that I could have him. I had a body that made boys drool, a mouth that could suck the paint off a car and more skill in bed than any girl could wish for.

But...

I didn't go for Henry. I went for Raya.

"You!" she growled, looking around to her friends so they could all gang up on me.

"I'm not sleeping with Henry" I said, uninterested in her reinforcements.

"No, you're not! My friends and I are going to-"

"Watch me leave, without trying to sleep with him. Can you just shut up for once in your life and listen?" I said, rolling my eyes. "Go get Henry. But it won't change the fact that you're an awful person.

You're a stuck up mean girl who sees anyone you can't use as dirt. You ruined my old life but I'm done letting you ruin my new one. So go, enjoy yourself. Because no matter how many times I do this, you'll never learn your lesson. You'll never say you're sorry and mean it. You'll never be able to undo what you did. You're just going to be a dumb, self absorbed bitch for the rest of your life. And that's punishment enough."

She stared at me, aghast that this nerd, this sissy, this lower form of life was talking to her like this. I looked her up and down before giving a haughty smirked.

"And not for nothing, but that dress makes you look fat. And it doesn't have to work that hard to do it" I taunted. "Maybe try Ozempic. You were the hottest girl in our high school, but on a big campus, guys don't have to settle for an ugly girl who 'lays there like a starfish,' according to her boyfriends."

With that, I strutted out, feeling better than revenge had ever made me feel.

Caption 13:

I had packed an extra outfit for the Halloween party, expecting my dress get ruined in some fashion by Henry. But as I made my way through the campus, feeling like the hottest shit to ever wear panties, I stopped by my car to get it. My outfit was fine, but it was a bit much for a cool night in.

"Sandy?" asked Brad as he answered the door. He had a super nice house on campus, with a pool in the back.

"Yeah...I think I'm going to take you up on that cool night in" I said. A grin grew on his face as he led me inside, and as I walked right past him, into the backyard.

"So that robe, is the dress on under it or-"

I may have taken off my costume and makeup, but that didn't mean I wasn't here to play. I took off the robe, standing there in my undies and waiting for him to make his move.

Then, he did.

He sat down by the pool. "What do you want to talk about?"

I blushed for a moment and sat down next to him. He was super hot, but I hadn't really been able to talk to anyone about all this, not candidly. And the fact that he didn't just want to hook up with me felt nice.

We talked until the sun rose, just sitting with each other, conversing as if the morning would never come.

Caption 14:

It has been years since I was made into a sissy, years since I blew that first boy on the bus. A lot has changed since then, and most of it for the better.

Some attorney contacted me about Sissy Camp, and Raya was so scared of me that she finally admitted they lied. Her testimony and mine helped play a part in shutting down the camp, once and for all. I got to go to college. It may have been a few years late, but I aced all my classes and graduated Summa Cum Laude (insert bad sperm pun here.)

My boyfriend, the brilliant scientist, helped me fund my education, and proposed on the day of graduation. I said yes, of course. Bradley is not only the nicest, sweetest guy I've ever met, but the only one who can keep up with me in the bedroom. I mean, the guy is lucky he found me, because he'd hurt most girls with that thing. And boy, does he know how to use it. I must have finished three times on our wedding night, and every day since I became his wi-

Wait, what was I talking about?

Anyway, I'm now part of a support group for gurls like me. It's some volleyball chick, me and a few others. I'm happy. I guess the best revenge is a life well lived.

So, this is Sandy, signing off. My husband is home and...

Well, I need to use my hands for something other than typing.