Josie Gets Tuned Up

by Josie girlc

  

I hear the doorbell ring and I start to get so nervous. I know who it will be. " Josie who is at the door?" I hear Sarina call out. It is a day at home and so I'm dressed accordingly. I hear my 4-inch heels click as I scurry across the tile floor and I feel very nervous. I pass the hall mirror and give myself the once over look again. I shudder and heave; I can't believe what has been done to me. Pumps on my feet and black seamed stockings held up by a garter belt. I 'm wearing a very short (it barely covers my chastity belted penis) black satin skirt. Under it as I said is my permanent chastity belt. Locked on with 2 padlocks. Sarina has the keys. It is made of leather and chrome steel. It holds my balls in a tight cinch so that any erection is extremely painful. It is padlocked there. Then another leather strap, which holds the stainless steel rings that my penis is inserted into, also has another padlock. It is impossible to have an erection or to have any orgasm. I've worn it night and day for almost 5 years.

It is my period also so I have a tampon in my ass and a butt plug which has pushed it so far up my rear that if there wasn't a string I don't think I could ever get it out. But every time I go to the bathroom I must take out the butt plug and change my tampon.

A panty girdle holds everything close to my body and gives me a smooth look under my maid's uniform.3 petticoats are holding my skirt out almost straight from my waist and with frilly cuffs and a matching lacy headband I look like a French maid.

Sarina has gone to great lengths to complete my entire appearance. Of course every inch of my body from the neck down has been shaved and I must keep it free of all hair. My hands now have acrylic 3-inch nails, which I get refilled every 2 weeks and polished or airbrushed in a very girly design. My ears have 3 holes in each ear and on one set Sarina have used metal glue, which she has placed on the metal backings of the earrings. So removal is impossible. I have a permanent pair of large hoops in a very pretty twisted design that are forever! But the worst is my hair and eyebrows. I have thin, arched pencil lines that are a perpetual "surprise" look on my face. The have been waxed so many times that the hair will not grow back. My hair presently is a bright orange -red. My hair gets a new color every few months and as long as it is a "dyed" look Sarina doesn't care. It is cut in a female style and permed.

As I finish my look in the mirror and see the pink outline on my lips I start to tear a little. The pink lip liner is another permanent addition Sarina has made to her "Barbie doll".

I answer the door and smile at the man standing outside. He looks me up and down; head to toe and I can see him start to smirk.

"Can I help you?" I say in my trained bimbo voice.

"Yes someone made an appointment to get their piano tuned? "He was a young 30ish tall handsome male and I knew at one time I was like him. Sarina came around the corner and smiled. She said " Josie show the man where my piano is " "Wake up girl" I swear it is so hard keeping domestic help these days".

" Please follow me" and I minced over to the living room and showed him the piano.

I was dying inside having to appear looking like this. Sarina had me dust the living room, of course offer him a drink and generally stay in his presence the entire hour and a half it took for him to perform his job.

Sarina gave him a check and I had to escort him out. He smiled and said goodbye.

I was mortified.

Well you were such a good girl Josie that I will reward you for your behavior today. I need you to go to the drugstore, grocery store and also go to the mall to pick up a few things. Instead of your Maid's outfit I will let you wear something a little more manly. She was giggling as she said this.

Here I am pushing a shopping cart in the grocery store. And I can see my outfit in the mirror above the meat counter.

Pink and black checked leggings, matching long pink sweatshirt. On my feet pantyhose pokes through my strappy black sandaled heels. The straps intertwine around my feet but you can clearly see my bright red toenails. I 'm carrying my black purse and a pink and black scrunchie is in my hair. I look like "Pebbles" from the Flintstones.

This is my reward for behaving and being a " good girl" In an outfit that anyone would agree is feminine and girly and humiliating for a male to wear. I'm grateful! I feel so trapped yet I have gratitude towards Sarina in letting me wear this masculine outfit.

I go everywhere and every one of course thinks I just another girl on her day errands.

After all I'm no longer a male but a sissy "Barbie doll" for Sarina's amusement.

  

  

  

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