Marky slipped on girly sandals and transformed into a sissy

So like let me tell you how I came to be the sissy girly boy that I am today. It all started when I had an opportunity to try on a pair of those really super cute saltwater sandals. The sandals belonged to a female and I had a curiosity about what it would feel like to wear such cute sandals.

When I thought that nobody was around I slipped off my shoe and sock. I reached down and unbuckled the sandal and put it on my foot. Just the simple thin soul and the thin leather straps felt so feminine. They were certainly not something that a man would wear. The feeling I had was not something that a real man would have either.

Those are for girls

I felt vulnerable and a little girly and just as I was lost in that feeling and buckling the ankle strap, I could feel someone behind me. My heart was racing already but then there was the immediate embarrassment as I turned and saw her standing over me.

She simply looked at me and said, “Marky those are for girls.”

I immediately slipped off the sandal in a hurry and ran out with my shoe and sock in my hand. Nothing further was ever said yet little did I know that was the start of my sissification.

The thrill of trying on something so girly and knowing that it was not something that a male would normally do was kind of exciting. The sheer humiliation of being caught by a female trying on female items of clothing was beyond imaginable.

Craving feminization and humiliation

Even though nothing further was said and there were no other comments made it was a lasting impression. Later I would come to find the thrill from humiliation. I could not wait to try on more girly clothes. And a curiosity developed. Of course there’s always the thrill of going a little bit further.

I was able to find my own girly shoes, sadly not saltwater sandals. I eventually was able to buy some cute girly clothes to try on and play a little dress up with. As soon as I slipped on a pair of panties and any type of girly shoe I was immediately brought back to that humiliating moment which only served to excite me more.

It made me remember the vulnerability that I felt with those sandals on and realizing that there was not a quick escape because running in sandals would be super awkward. My feet felt so exposed which in turn made me feel exposed as a sissy girly boy.

My secret sissy lifestyle

Fast forward to the present which has me wearing panties all the time, buying more and more girly clothes, and begging for more humiliation. Having a woman see me dressed like a girly girl is so exciting yet so completely emasculating.

What’s more, is that now I find myself buying more and more flat girly sandals with the thin soles and those straps to encase my feet. Buckling them on brings me right back to the humiliation of being caught. I am spiraling deeper and deeper.