Josie Meets And Old Friend

by Josie girlc

  

I check myself in the mirror and grab my list it is a long and humiliating list of places and things to do. I'm dressed in a long gold ribbed tunic top. Gold chains are dangling from my neck and drape on my 38 D breasts that push the bra outward and strain against my top. My nipples are showing through this top and it looks very erotic. I have on this short, short girdle skirt; it is nothing more than an elastic girdle with step in panties. It barely covers my belted penis. Yes I have had this chastity belt on for 5 years and it never comes off. I get some relief when I'm at home Sarina will unlock it from between my legs. (It is belted up and locked to a waist belt.) But it never gets unlocked off and my scotum and penis are perpetually encased in leather and stainless steel. I wash with it on, and shave all around it. After awhile I've had what you would call emissions during the night, some semen will dribble out but I've been denied any thing you would call an orgasm for all this time. What can I do, run to a locksmith and get it cut off, no one would believe that I didn't want it on, only at the time I thought it would stay on for a few days. It had these phony locks at first, the kind that a flat key will unlock. After a few days I woke up one morning and there were these tiny real padlocks attached.

Sarina laughed and told me that she would tell anyone I wanted it locked on, whom would they believe? Just look at the way you are, all shaved and femmed up. Do you think they would believe you didn't want this? It has 2 padlocks that are real and I can't take it off, when I get an erection it causes a slight discomfort, just enough so that my erection subsides and viola! You now become emasculated, my penis has become useless, and according to Sarina I don't require one.

I have black pantyhose on and black 3-inch patent leather pumps. Heels that look very feminine but still office -like enough that a working female would wear. I have an elastic big buckled belt around the tunic and with my French (ballet slippers) nails except for the short girdle I look like an office girl. A black purse with a shoulder strap completes the look with my bracelets and rings; gold hoop earrings all add the necessary accessories.

Sarina hands me a short black skirt that comes about halfway down my thighs. " Take this with you because I want you to put this on in the car whenever you go into a new place and you have to take it off once you get in the car." "I can't have you get arrested, but when you look at where I'm sending you once you're in the car I think you will get a good treatment of what you deserve."

The first location I pull into is a card store to pick -up birthday cards for some of her friends; I dutifully slide the short black skirt up and swing my legs out of the car. Heels clicking across the parking lot, I swing my arms and wiggle to be sure that I pass as feminine as possible, there isn't anyway I don't look like a women from a business office out running errands on a work morning. I buy the cards from a young female in the card store and she of course makes small talk as I'm paying so I realize she certainly thinks I'm another woman like her.

The next stop is a pool store where I have to buy supplies and I trot in and of course the young men that work there are eyeing me up and down. I see their eyes look at my nipples, then down my chest towards my skirt, stockinged encased legs and look at my pointed heels. "Can I help you miss?" I have to be the usual bimbo, search for words, tilt my head, speak with limp and waving hands, ask them all these stupid questions that I know the answer too, But the young men are kind and they explain everything and take me up and down the rows pointing out the different items and such. All the time my heels and wiggle they are enjoying to the utmost. I hate having to pay because at all the places when I hand over the money or the credit card with my female name everyone always pauses and looks at my nails.

It is the one way that I know I'm validated as a female, or as a sissy. There is always a way to see whether your nails are Lee press on 's. You can always tell permanent acrylic nails. And when you see them, like the hair and eyebrows that person across from me realizes, Holy shit, this is a female, or Holy shit this poor guy is stuck like this!!!!

I leave the pool store, and experience the same treatment at a "Borders book store". There I have to order a book and of course stand at the counter, posing in my skirt and heels, an older man helps me and treats me like an imbecile. Is it my Minnie squeaky voice, or the wiggle in my ass as I stroll with him to pick up the book I'm looking for? This old fart is drooling looking at me dressed like this.

I go to a "Staples "store and this young college boy who calls me "miss" at least a dozen times has me follow him all over the place. Sarina has given me so many different little items to buy and look that her humiliation at this store is very devilish. I trot with heels clicking and wiggling having to follow this young man around and everyone can see the dressed to the nines little office girl.

Another humiliation at not one but two Marine supplies stores. Think about it, dressed like a secretary, looking for parts to a boat, the ultimate bimbo!!! All these stores have huge parking lots; I have to walk in these heels and everyone who goes in there is in jeans, or sweats, shorts. All the men are very "macho "looking. Nothing but sport utility cars and pick-up trucks in the lot. I stand in line in the first store and wait until someone will help me look for these " cute little things" that fit on my boss's boat. "Can you be a sweetie and help me please?"

Waiting in line at the last marine shop a middle aged female is behind me and she is dressed in jeans and sneakers, her hair is cut short and she looks so manly standing next to this bubble teased female, I can't believe how much like a woman I've become. When I speak and say these things, I wonder, I've been acting like this for so long is this an act anymore? Think I wouldn't know how to behave any other way.

I meet Sarina for lunch at this restaurant called the "Pub". I mince in and see her at a table in the middle of the room. The place is packed with all men, nothing but men in business suits. When I enter it seems that everyone looks at me. I feel so lost now, this is the way I use to look, now look at me in these permanent eyeliners, lips, pierced ears. Permanent female haircut, all teased in this "cute bubble " I feel so humiliated. Sarina smiles and says, "I wanted you to see what you are missing and I wanted all the boys here to see your pretty legs."

As we finish our lunch, (summer salads.) I notice a man staring at me from the next table. As we leave he comes up and says hello to Sarina and I realize he is an old friend that we haven't seen in years.

"Where's that husband of yours?" he asks. Sarina smiles " right here, Josh". His mouth drops open, "no way, " he says. Sarina is giggling. " Josie is now my little woman at home, this is what I've turned him into, like it? All I can do is smile, smile, smile, I know if I say anything I'll start to cry and I know if I don't behave I'll be punished. " Josie is a full time female now," she then says. " I have her working and taking care of the house and basically I don't have to worry about her being a hound anymore chasing other women." " I've made sure of that! "

As Sarina is telling him all this I see his eyes just drink me in, he is checking out every part of me and I can tell he sees all the permanent changes. " If you'd like I'll have Josie unzipper your trousers and show you how I've trained her to be a good little cocksucker ." she laughingly tells him. I'm dying inside. Not only being exposed to my old friend but dying of worry because I'm scared that Sarina will order me to my knees and I know I will have to obey !!!

Josh stammers, " umm, awww, " then he begins to laugh and says " I always knew you'd be one woman scorned. I used to warn your husband about that." " I guess he found out the hard way ". " See ya Sarina, Sorry to see you gone old buddy, but better you than me. " Josh leaves and Sarina turns to me and smiles and says" Good girl Josie, you really have been trained so well, I was hoping he wouldn't believe me and I was that close (she puts her fingers together) to having you drop on your knees and opening up that cute painted mouth."

My head is reeling, it all seems so surreal but as I apply fresh lipstick and slide my skirt off for the next stop I realize this is my reality.

I pull into " Home Depot" and it is full of cars and people and I walk almost the entire length of the huge lot, pass cars and countless people dressed in a gold top, skirt and heels. I have to buy a new screen door and I wiggle up to the information booth and ask a man where the screen doors are. He smiles and gives me that look that every man who thinks I'm a little girl in heels " just down 4 rows on your right little lady" " Have a nice day". I stroll down and find a man who is in this department and he shows me the door, asks me if I have a cart and I tell him no, then tells me he will get one for me and here I am standing in the row waiting as all these people and especially the other working clerks all seem to come by and check me out. A few minutes he comes back, lifts up the door and pushes it for me through the store, with me trying to keep up in these heels, it makes quite a picture. This huge man pushing a cart with a door and the female in heels taking 3 steps to every one of his almost running behind him.

When I get to the cashier I do has Sarina has told me on my list, I walk up to him and smile, standing on my toes, even in these heels say" Oh thank you, you are sooo sweet, to help me." Then I give him a big kiss on the cheek. " Oh you have lipstick " " let me wipe it off handsome." I'm mortified, this guy LOVES IT!

He smiles and says, " I didn't want a lady like you to slip and fall in those heels." " These cement floors are dangerous." I smile and tell him thanks again and I pay the cashier, who is a female and she is in hysterics laughing.

Then I push the cart, wiggling in my skirt out to the car. I stand and wait until I see a lone man come out and I ask him in my best squeaky voice. " Oh Please help me, I don't see anyone who works here and I can't lift this door by myself." It is the same routine, I thank him profusely, and I give him a kiss on the cheek and make sure that he sees as much leg as possible when I get in my car.

As I drive home I realize now why Sarina had me take my skirt off in the car every time. It is rush hour, I'm on the interstate and there are trucks everywhere, they beep their horns and are slowing up, looking at me in my car. They are high up driving along and these truck drivers see a pantied girdles female pair of legs. I have almost an hour's drive on this road and it is so humiliating to be exposed like this!!!!

I finally get home and put on my maid's outfit. Little petticoated short uniform in black. Lacy cuffs, lacy choker and maids hat in my black stockings, seamed with my black 4-inch pumps. I curtsey as Sarina comes in. I then recite all my embarrassing adventures to Sarina, she grins and laughs and tells me " you really are my little bimbo Barbie", "I have you so trained that you don't even realize what has happened to you." I have a "maid, a girlfriend and a tart whenever I desire." I think "my new boyfriend is going to enjoy having you meet him at the door on your knees when I invite him over next week." I try not to shudder inside but I know I will be on my knees just like my mistress wants.

  

  

  

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