Josie Goes to Home Depot

by Josie girlc

 

At the beginning I used to love to dress as a female. I could get to go anywhere and pass and when I wanted the power back I would just peel everything off and take a long hot shower and go back to being mister macho again.

I didn't mean for the affair to get out of control. My wife was always tolerant of my cross-dressing and even once in a while would help and we would go out to the movies or dinner as " girlfriends". I got carried away and cheated on my wonderful wife. She found out. All I could do was plead with her to help me and I was willing to "do" anything not to end up in divorce court, penniless, and with alimony payments to boot. She told me that everyone would be told about my indiscretions. My job, all my friends, if I didn't do as she told me to.

I had no idea she was going to make the punishment fit the crime. Sarina had really enjoyed the "dressing up of her Barbie doll". And this was an opportunity to make it a permanent arrangement. I had no idea that I would lose my job, all my friends, and be humiliated for the rest of my life.

" Hurry up sweetie" Sarina calls me as I glance in the mirror one last time to check my outfit and hope that this is all a fantasy, a dream that I will wake up from.

I'm going to a "Home Depot" class on Saturday morning that this store offers to people as a promotion to teach you how to do various repairs around the house and of course after, you will buy their "products" to do the different improvements.

Of course my completely hairless body peeks out from this ridiculous feminine outfit. Long blonded permed hair makes me get instant attention. And the thin, thin eyebrows. They are arched in a permanent "who " expression. Of course they are not dyed blonde Sarina wants everyone to know that my hair is a slutty dye job. The permanent eyeliner and lip liner makes putting on make-up a little easier and gives me shudders when I realize that it will NEVER come off.

I have 4 holes in each ear and the large hoops earrings in one set brush against my cheeks and I can't believe I have to go to this store looking like this!!! In a fit of anger over forgetting to wear earrings she glued the backs of hoops with metal permanent cement. They are another feminine reminder of my fate.

The orange and white dye tie top has gold appliqués across the front and just about screams for people to look at me. But the worst has to be the matching Capri pants. Barely coming to the kneecaps with shimmering pantyhose attached to orange 4-inch pumps. Pointed toe with foot cleavage.

''Come down so I can see your outfit" With acrylic nails at least 3 inches, painted the same color as my heels I brush a strand of blonde hair out of my face, grab my matching purse and wiggle down for a final inspection.

"OH GOD, You look like a little cream-cicle" Sarina is hysterical." Don't forget this is your reward for being such a good maid over the last few weeks". "I'm sure you want to thank me for not sending you to this class in your maid's outfit" "I wouldn't want you to get too much attention from all the men that will be there".

"Thank you " I say in my girliest squeaky voice that I have been trained over the last 4 years. I have to be the best bimbo or it really could be worse. My maid's uniform with its petticoats barely covering my locked on chastity belt, does expose my garters and stocking tops. In seamed black fishnets perched on 5-inch heels I can see that Sarina is being kind. And in her vengeful mind is "rewarding " me.

I park the car in the "Home Depot " lot and swing my legs out. There are 2 teenage boys with the "home depot " shirts on standing outside waiting to help leaving customers with their loads. A slow, low whistle emits from one of the boys as I wiggle pass. I can hear him say to his friend "check out the babe " I don't know how to feel, elated, embarrassed,

As I walk my heels click on the cement flooring and rings out telling everyone that a girl is arriving. I have to take small steps, I don't want to slip on the flooring, and I mince up to the information counter. A small balding man asks," Can I help you miss?"

" Yes, I smile as best I can, I 'm here to take the kitchen cabinet installation class."

He beams as he eyes me up and down, pausing at my shaved glimmering legs. " Its all the way down the back, take this center aisle you can't miss the signs" "By the way I hope you don't mind being the only woman that signed up, " he said.

" That's okay" I giggle, "It will be more fun and I'm sure I can get lots of help"

As I wiggle off, swaying my arms in time with my mincing heels I can't stop worrying about the afternoon class Sarina had me sign up for " Installing water heaters ".

Josie

  

  

  

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