I am Sissy Marky and this is my journal entry for my latest naughty adult store public humiliation trip. I have begged and begged and begged her for mean girl treatment. I have always wanted to go out dressed like a sissy girl but could never bring myself to do it.
Becoming owned and enslaved by goddess Jennifer turned my world upside down. I started to spiral deeper under her training and conditioning into sissification and forced feminization. I have already gone to the porn store several times dressed in various girly or sissy outfits.
My last humiliating trip
The last time I showed up in my pretty pink tiered forever 21 sundress and nude pantyhose and a cute sandals with some make up on and no wig and a pretty pink bow headband.
When I walked in there were two male workers and I was so extremely humiliated and ashamed to have men see me looking so emasculated. There was no way to hide what I was. I was a total sissy fag boi. Want to hear more about it? You can read about that humiliating trip here.
Of course because I love humiliation I had every desire to go back and also every desire to not go back. Mistress made sure that I knew I would be returning. So now that I’ve laid out how I got to this point, let me share my latest trip to the porn store.
Time for more sissy humiliation
Mistress had made me order some hot pink tights which has been really calling my name for the longest time. I pulled them on over my sissy toes and up my sissy legs. Next I pulled on my satin sissy panties with cute little ruffles on the butt and a cute little bow right above my sissy clitty.
It had been decided that I would wear my satin light blue sissy dress with the pink bows and lots of organza and ruffles and lace with a white lace petticoat underneath. This particular sissy dress is also lockable so of course I clicked the padlock shut after zipping up the back.
Of course every Sissy has to have ruffled lace ankle socks which I slipped on over the hot pink tights and then slipped my sissy feet into Patton black shiny lockable Mary Jane shoes with cute little bows on the toe. Then I snapped a silver lock shut on each one.
I applied some foundation, some compact, pink blush, hot pink eye shadow and some pink-red lipstick and pink lip gloss. It was decided that I would not be allowed to wear a wig for this particular trip either. Mistress wanted me to feel completely vulnerable and exposed and oh so humiliated.
I looked at myself in the mirror and shattered as I placed the pink bow headband on my wigless head. I looked in the mirror and felt and looked like my true emasculated, effeminate sissy girl self.
The sissy road trip begins
As I drove to the porn store I could feel the rush of excitement, the thrill of being humiliated in the utter shame I was looking the way I did and being out in public. I exited the car and walked across the parking lot trembling.
Of course there are two female workers and I instantly felt completely vulnerable and so embarrassed. One of them asked if I needed help and I could barely speak when I said I needed a dildo because my mistress wanted to publicly humiliate me. She looked at me with some disdain but motioned for me to follow her and pointed out the whole row of dildos.
Sissy Size Queen?!
She asked how big of a dildo I needed and told me that they had everything from 12 to 17 inches. The fact that she immediately went to such large sizes only added to my shame and embarrassment. When I looked at how big each of those were standing there dressed like a total sassy fairy twink, I kind of chuckled and said well maybe 10 inches.
She smirked and pointed to the two rows of 10 inch size queen dildos. She said they had a variety of colors. I picked out a nice hot pink one that was translucent. The burning shame was almost unbearable. I made my way back to look through the selection of DVDs and to snap a couple pictures.
I am sure the girls could see me taking a picture as proof that not only did I go to the porn store as directed and dressed as ordered but also showing off what I was going to purchase. I felt completely weak, pathetic, vulnerable, exposed, emasculated.
I stood at the register with nowhere to run and could feel the smirks. I made my purchase and left feeling kind of excited from the thrill and totally humiliated just like a pathetic sissy should be.
