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Ok, Cristina is merely ebil. Her mom is EVIL!
Oh to be in the clutches of a scheming, feminizing mom/daughter combo ... at the mall!
I love mall adventures. I've had so many. Delicious, humiliating, sometimes sweet adventures. A few even play out almost like some of these fictions.
One of my favorites was when my first wife took me to Wet Seal. (I was 21, my wife was 20.) I was in boy mode except for slightly pink painted fingernails ... sorta of a clear coat with a faint pink tinge. Anyhow ...
She said she wanted to get me a new outfit for our next trip to Transitions. Transitions was a nightclub that catered to alternative lifestyles ... they had female impersonation shows, several dance rooms and bars ... you could find straights, gays, crossdressers, and everything in-between there. We had gone three times before; twice with me in sissy-boy mode, once in girl mode.
So we are at Wet Seal, and one of the salesgirls (maybe 19 or 20) comes up to us as my wife was just starting to scan through one of the racks, looks at my wife and asks if she can help her find anything.
"Yes," my wife replied, "I'm looking for a cute, new outfit for my sissy husband. Do you have any suggestions?"
The salesgirl laughed, stopped, looked back and forth between us quizzically, laughed nervously once more, then said, "You're serious, aren't you?"
I was blushing, rock hard, and shyly looking away as my wife answered, "Yes. I am very serious. Can he try on a few things in your dressing rooms?"
The girl started blushing, stammered she needed to check with her manager, and half ran to the service desk. A slightly older woman (maybe low 30's) looked up at us, mild disgust on her face and waved us over. She told us, there was nothing keeping us from browsing and buying, but in order for me to (she barely suppressed a sneer) try on any clothing, we had better make a purchase ... and one of the store staff needed to be in changing area with us to "make sure nothing untoward happens."
Oh, look ... this is getting long ... you'll have to wait until future episodes to hear the rest of this mall adventure of mine.
Ok, Cristina is merely ebil. Her mom is EVIL!
Oh to be in the clutches of a scheming, feminizing mom/daughter combo ... at the mall!
I love mall adventures. I've had so many. Delicious, humiliating, sometimes sweet adventures. A few even play out almost like some of these fictions.
One of my favorites was when my first wife took me to Wet Seal. (I was 21, my wife was 20.) I was in boy mode except for slightly pink painted fingernails ... sorta of a clear coat with a faint pink tinge. Anyhow ...
She said she wanted to get me a new outfit for our next trip to Transitions. Transitions was a nightclub that catered to alternative lifestyles ... they had female impersonation shows, several dance rooms and bars ... you could find straights, gays, crossdressers, and everything in-between there. We had gone three times before; twice with me in sissy-boy mode, once in girl mode.
So we are at Wet Seal, and one of the salesgirls (maybe 19 or 20) comes up to us as my wife was just starting to scan through one of the racks, looks at my wife and asks if she can help her find anything.
"Yes," my wife replied, "I'm looking for a cute, new outfit for my sissy husband. Do you have any suggestions?"
The salesgirl laughed, stopped, looked back and forth between us quizzically, laughed nervously once more, then said, "You're serious, aren't you?"
I was blushing, rock hard, and shyly looking away as my wife answered, "Yes. I am very serious. Can he try on a few things in your dressing rooms?"
The girl started blushing, stammered she needed to check with her manager, and half ran to the service desk. A slightly older woman (maybe low 30's) looked up at us, mild disgust on her face and waved us over. She told us, there was nothing keeping us from browsing and buying, but in order for me to (she barely suppressed a sneer) try on any clothing, we had better make a purchase ... and one of the store staff needed to be in changing area with us to "make sure nothing untoward happens."
Oh, look ... this is getting long ... you'll have to wait until future episodes to hear the rest of this mall adventure of mine.
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I don't care if I had to go to jail. I would take a bullet to the brain instead of going through this. I cant stop reading these things and if it were my life... Hell would a fucking breeze.