Dreamscape The Conclusion
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Dream Shoes
The other night I had a dream that was tantalizing. I am
not an outward Crossdresser and I spend most of my
"girl" time reading fiction and wishing I had the money,
time, energy, and clothes to do so. However, I do
have a small collection of shoes that I wear when the
opportunity avails itself. I sort of have a liking for shoes.
That's my weakness like for some of you that might
have a liking for dresses, pantyhose, panties, etc.
My wife recently bought a pair of shoes at a chain shoes
store. I must say, I wish she had bought me a pair too!
They were black comfort flats. "Comfort" is a perfect
description of what they look like. While she was out
grocery shopping one day, I slipped part of my foot in
one of them and they were very comfortable feeling,
even though only part of my foot could fit into them. I
knew at that time, I needed a pair just like them.
I devised a plan. I would go to the shoe store or one of
the chains and buy me a pair under the pretense of
Halloween. I searched the net at the store's website and
discovered they had the same shoes in an 11. They did!
My heart slightly raced at just the thought of buying
them. It's been a long time since I went shopping for
"Kelley's feet". In a few days I would go and get me a
pair of those shoes!
The dream:
The night before my buying experience I had a dream
about me walking into the shoes store. This is the
account with some tweaking.
I entered into the store and walked directly to the
women's section, size 11. As I had anticipated, there
was a sales clerk asking if she could help.
"May I help you sir?" she said. I responded, "Yes, I'm
looking for a particular shoe for Halloween."
I saw the exact pair I came looking for to my lower left
in the right size.
"I'm dressing as my pregnant wife for Halloween."
She said, "What are you looking for? Heels?"
"No." I said, "We'll be out for a while and I'm looking
for a pair of black flats that will be comfortable for a lot
of walking. Like these." I pointed to the shoes and then
picked them up.
I had thought that merely picking up the shoes and
paying for them would be all that I would have to do.
But Nooooo.
"Would you like to try them on before you buy them?"
she responded. "No, I think they will do."
She continued, "Sir, maybe you should try them on
before you buy them. They might not be as comfortable
as they look. Granted, I know personally that
these shoes are comfortable, but you might not."
I agreed to try them on and so I sat down on a bench
and slid off my right shoe and put the right flat on. It
was wonderful!
"You might as well put the left one on too. It might fit
differently."
Trying not to look like I was in too much of a hurry, I
put the other on as well. The sales clerk then suggested
that I walk around in them. I stood up and walked
down the aisle. Nervously, I said, "These will do."
When I looked back up, the sales girl had picked up my
shoes and put them in the box the flats came in. She had
an awkward look on her face and said,
"Why don't you take a stroll around the mall for an hour
and then, when you come back, I'll give you back your
shoes."
"What?"
She said, "Oh come on. Do you think I can fall for the
Halloween bit 100?s of times this time of the year? You
want the shoes? Well, you can have them! I'm not
giving your men's shoes back to you until you walk
around the mall in those for an hour. Come back no
sooner than an hour and I will give you your male shoes
back. I'll let you pay for your sissy shoes when you get
back."
I was defeated, or for better words deflated. I walked out
of the store wearing women's flats and was expected to
spend an hour in the mall wearing them. The entire
hour felt like a lifetime. A few people noticed and
snickered at my sissified feet, but not too many as
people don't pay too much attention to shoes.
After the hour was up, I came back to the store.
"Look, it's the sissy shoe freak!" the girl said.
Other customers looked on, but then they minded
their own business.
"Here" she said, "We have a buy one, get another
half off sale, so I selected you another pair of shoes. I
selected these for you."
She held out a pair of white canvas sneakers. I angrily
said, ?OK, just give me back my shoes and I'll buy these
too.?
"Not to fast," she said, "Try them on. Take your socks
off and put them on."
I did as I was told and gave her the flats and my socks,
and put the sneakers on. She reached down and rolled
my pant leg up to just above my ankle so the shoes
and my skin were in plain view.
"Now, my little sissy shoe freak can spend another hour
shopping in these shoes. It's my lunch break so you can
come with me shopping. And you better not roll your
pants leg down or I will scream and the security will be
all over you.?
She motioned to her grinning coworker that she was
leaving for lunch and said she would be back in an
hour. We walked out of the store with my bare ankles
and white canvas sneakers in plain view.
We stopped at every shoe store in the mall and she had
me try on women's shoes, shoe after shoe. I tried on
heels, sandals, tennis shoes, and boots. Some of the
people that waited on us were men. Male or female, they
got a chuckle out of my predicament. Especially since
she kept calling me her sissy shoe freak.
We were through in an hour and a half. We came back
into her store. I had been caught and humiliated, and I
was tired. She gave me my shoes back, and as I was
putting my male shoes back on, she put the two pair of
shoes into a bag. I paid for the purchases and left. As I
was leaving, she hollered at me and said, loud enough
for many to hear,
"Come back soon when you have a sissy need to dress
up your feet!"
I did buy the shoes for real. They were great, but of
course the dream did not occur. I got an awkward look,
but that was it.
I hope you have had similar stories develop from
dreams.
Trisha
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