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Written by Rikki
It had been nearly two weeks since Cindy had taken Mark out for his
initial frolic in the public arena. It was the first time anyone other
than Cindy had seen him dressed as a girl, and it had been staged so that
it appeared as if he was a man who had been dressed as a girl shopping at
a large department store.
Only Cindy knew when the next little excursion would take place, and she
was taking her time to make it as exciting and embarrassing as possible.
Not to mention putting his nerves on the very edge. He never knew what
was planned for him and he had to experience as they went along.
Mark had spent the day wearing 1" brush style hair rollers in his hair,
which was not unusual on his days off. He always wore sexy frilly
nighties to bed now and would dress as a maid occasionally when doing
chores around the house. Cindy always insisted that Mark's dressing at
home was perfectly normal and all men did the same when at home.
Today she had a plan for Mark. He was about to have his second adventure
in public under the stern instruction of Cindy.
"Cindy. What are you doing?" he asked as she brought out one of his long
wigs and began to work it on his head. It was a long, vibrant red wig,
reaching down to the middle of his back. He liked this wig and wore it
often in the house as it made him feel more feminine, but this was
different today.
"Hold still sweetie," she said smiling as she stretched the elastic cap
to it's max.
"Cindy. The rollers are still in my hair. Why are you putting the wig
over the rollers?" He watched her as his head tugged back and forth.
"Will give your hair much more volume and height, not to mention a little
bit of discomfort," she said paying attention to the chore at hand. "It's
the price we girls must pay for fashion I guess." She smiled and said,
"You're going out this evening sweetie. Just sit still and let me do what
has to be done, then we will be going out."
"Where are we..........."
"Hush baby. Does it really matter? You'll see," she said as she finally
managed the wig over the rollers in his hair. It did give quite a lift to
his hair. Big hair, would be an under statement.
Mark's mind began to wonder now as he sat quietly allowing Cindy to put
on his makeup complete with false eyelashes. He wondered what kind of
place he could go dressed like this and not be a problem. As she put
bright red lipstick on him as the final touch, she smiled at him.
"You look very pretty Mark. You look like a girl." She clipped earrings
on him and held his chin up to look at him. "You are such a sissy boy
aren't you." She smiled. "I think we need to share this others, don't
you?" she smiled and then giggled.
"Cindy, what am I wearing exactly." He was very tense now.
"Think like a girl Mark. Very.....very .....girly." She laughed again as
she went to the closet.
She put a set of long fingernails on Mark and painted them red to match
his toes which he kept painted all the time now. She stood at the closet
and gave a come here gesture with her finger. Not knowing was very
intimidating.
"Cindy," Mark exclaimed with a little desperation as she pushed Mark to
the garage. Mark stood there wearing 6" peep toe, pink, high heel pumps.
His legs encased in sheer black seamed stockings hooked to garters at his
upper thigh. He wore a very frilly pink dress with puffed sleeves and a
short skirt just covering the garters. A large white sash bow was pinned
at his side and a large pink bow pinned in the back of his hair.
"I can't go in public dressed like this Cindy. This is a costume," he
said looking at her as she opened the car door for him to get in.
"Into the car sissy Mark. I'm taking you out for a little public
humiliation. It's been a while and you need it." Cindy giggled.
Mark was a nervous wreck as Cindy drove him across town. Not knowing
where or what she was going to have him do dressed like this. Every time
she slowed down he looked about to see if he could figure it out. A few
women in other cars did get a look at him at stop lights. They seemed
quite amused at his appearance. As Cindy pulled into a parking lot Mark
noticed that it was an rather isolated area, and they parked next to a
pay phone that was in front of an abandoned gas station.
"This is it sweetie." Cindy grinned and leaned over and gave him a kiss
on the cheek. She slid her hand up under his skirt and though Mark was
very nervous, he had a half erect dick already, which Cindy immediately
began to massage into a semi erect state. Then without another word she
slid down pulled up his dress and put Mark's dick in her mouth and gave
him a long, slow, oral massage. Mark was feeling so good, dressed like a
sissy girl and his dick fully erect and standing almost straight up all
on it's own. Cindy pulled up and said, "It's time Mark."
"What? Time for what? There's nothing here Cindy." He looked around.
Cindy put her coat on and got out of the car going to the passenger side
and opened the door on Mark's side.
"C'mon Mark. Stand up and let me see that cute sissy dress you're
wearing."
Mark stood up slowly looking about to see if anybody was about to see how
ridiculous he looked. He was cold. Once again he was in 39 degree weather
with only a dress and heels on. Mark flinched as Cindy put her hand under
his skirt again and with just with her fingertips stroked his dick with
only the lightest touch. He wanted to feel more. He moved his pelvis
forward only to have her move away with him. The stroking never stopped,
and was never to be more intense than the light fingertip touch she was
administering. She just kept lightly stroking him.
"In your purse Mark, you will find some quarters. Take this and call
these numbers," she said handing him a list of numbers. Mark looked in
his purse and found a quarter.
"Call that first number sweetie. It is a beauty salon in town. Tell them
you would like to make an appointment for yourself for a shampoo and set.
I want you to convince them and ask if you can get it on a Saturday
morning, you know when they are very busy," she smiled as she lightly
stroked him. He felt a strange erotic feeling come over him. He wanted to
be stroked harder, but that was not to be.
"I don't know if I can Cindy, I mean talking to someone like that, I feel
very self conscious, what do I say?"
"Just call the first number Mark. It will be fine. Talking about you
wanting to be a girly girl to a woman you don't know, she can't even see
who you are or how you're dressed right now. You will cancel the
appointments tomorrow. Tonight you will make them, or at least try" she
smiled as she felt him try again to get more satisfaction in her stroking
but she kept it very light with her fingertips.
"Nuh...uh....uhh. I'll stroke your dick as it needs to be stroked, you
just talk," she said giving him all kinds of sensations in his groin,
massaging his balls with her other hand, but no real satisfaction at all.
Mark put in the quarter and got a dial tone. He pushed the numbers and as
he finished Cindy said, "Hold your wrist out limp like this," she showed
him how and fanned out her fingers. "When you are on the line with the
salon I want you to wiggle your toes while you are talking."
Ring.........Ring.........
"Cut n Curl Salon. How can I help you?" a pleasant sounding woman
answered the phone.
"Uhmm..........yes, I'd uhm..... like to make an appointment for myself
for Saturday morning," Mark stammered and could hardly get it out as he
was in such a state of arousal now.
"Okay, what did you need a haircut?" she asked.
"Uhm..........no ma'am I uhm need a shampoo and set." Mark felt totally
humiliated having to stand outside making this call. He kept looking
around to see if anyone was coming as he talked. He was very nervous and
found it impossible to concentrate with Cindy's slow steady, but light
stroking. It was now driving Mark crazy. He had to focus hard on what the
girl was saying.
"A wet set sir? Are you sure you're not looking for a perm?" she asked
politely.
"No, I want a wet set," he said again.
"Put your hair in curlers and put you under the dryer wet set?" she asked
again to be clear.
"Y..Yes if you don't mind." Cindy was grinning at his deli ma.
The girl giggled and said. "Yeah, that's fine with me if you don't mind,
I just wanted to be sure that was what you wanted. I've never done a
shampoo and set on a man before. Might be a little feminine looking when
I'm done."
"Oh..uhm... that's OK,. I understand," Mark gasped as he felt as though
he may cum any moment and tried pulling back from Cindy just a little,
but her hand followed him and the light stroking continued without
missing a beat.
"Well, I can do you on Saturday morning, but we will be very busy. There
will be lots of customers in here having their hair done. If you don't
mind wearing curlers and sitting under the dryer with other customers
I'll make you the appointment."
"Yes. That would be fine," he said softly as if he was losing his voice
"How's 9:00 sound?"
"Th...that will be fine," he said wanting to get off the phone now,
Okay, I'll see you Saturday then for a shampoo and set." They said good
bye and hung up. Mark looked at Cindy.
"Damn it Cindy I can't do this standing out here like this. I'm cold, and
someone might see me dressed like this." he looked around franticly.
"That was very good sweetheart." She giggled. "You're doing fine. I hope
somebody does see you standing out here like this baby."
As she was talking a car came down the road and stopped at the
intersection. Mark panicked and shuffled his feet. Cindy held him steady
and continued stroking him gently. The car continued on its way.
"Time to make the next call, and wiggle your toes more this time," she
said. "I want my sissy to be proud."
Mark reached in his purse for another quarter. He dialed the number his
heartbeat racing now. Cindy had given him new instructions now. He found
the thought very exciting.and had to concentrate even more now.
"No way," he said.
"Would you like to do this one in the nude honey?" she asked continuing
the gentle fingertip stroking of his hard penis.
"No," he said reluctantly dialing the phone.
Ring...............
"Nails by Claudia, how can help you."
"Hi, my name is Twinkletoes and I would like to have my toenails polished
two different colors."
"Your name is Twinkletoes?" she said suspiciously.
"Yes,"
"Sir, I haven't got time for games." (click)
"She hung up."
"Of course she did sweetie. Call another one."
(ring)
"Nail salon, this is Lisa."
"Hi Lisa my name is Twinkletoes and I would like to make an appointment
to have my toes done."
"Hello Twinkletoes," the girl said laughing, "and what would Twinkletoes
like done to his toenails?" she asked obviously repeating the
conversation out loud for others in the room.
"I would like them painted two different colors."
"Two different colors, you mean alternating toes in different colors?"
she asked.
"Yes," he said feeling like he might cum any second.
"And what colors do you want for your toes Twinkletoes? she asked with
giggles in the background.
"Red and green," he said barely able to get the words out.
"Oh Twinkletoes that will be so pretty. Oh I just think that is such a
sexy look on a man," the women in the background now laughing.
"Really?" he asked surprised.
"No Twinkletoes men who paint their toenails are not my type. Neither are
guys named Twinkletoes. Have a nice day Twinkletoes," she said bluntly
then hung up the phone.
"What's the matter baby, nobody wants to paint your toenails for you? I
guess I'll have to do that," Cindy said.
"Try the bridal shop sweetie,"
"Francine's Bridal Shop," said the woman pleasantly.
"Hi....I ...uhm.....I'm going to formal dance and I need to get fitted
for a prom dress...." The last words came out as a gasp. Mark looked at
Cindy who looked at him giggling and stroking him mouthing the words,
"You're such a sissy boy," as he struggled to stay composed.
"You need to be fitted for a prom dress?" The woman sounded surprised.
"Yes.....please," he said meekly.
The woman laughed and said, "Well okay. We need to make an appointment to
have you fitted. You wanting a dress or a gown?" the woman asked.
Mark was on edge now. He felt he would cum any second. He covered the
phone and held it away from his face.
"Cindy!" he hissed. "I can't talk with you touching me like that."
"Isn't this what sissies do Mark? Dress up like pretty little girls and
stroke their penis?" she smiled. "Wiggle your toes darling and talk to
the lady."
"Sir are you there?"
"Uhm yes. I'm not really sure uhm............"
"Oh that's fine. We can try dresses and gowns on you to see which you
would prefer." The woman laughed, "Okay, we can work out the details when
you come in. How's 6:00 tomorrow evening. Should be able to get you a
quiet private fitting for your prom dress."
"That sounds good," he said.
"Oh by the way sir, for fitting purposes you will want to bring the shoes
you will be wearing and if you are wearing a padded bra, bring that
also."
"Ok thank you, he said hanging up the phone.
"So how was it? You have an appointment set?" She smiled as she gripped
him a little tighter for the first time and stroked him.
"Yes............" he gasped throwing his head back. "I have to cancel in
the morning as they need as much notice as possible," he said now putting
his hands on Cindy's shoulders as she stimulated him deeper. "Oh
Cindy.........." he moaned.
"Oh I understand honey. We will cancel the hair appointment in the
morning. Stand with your hands up by your shoulders sweetie with limp
wrist." she instructed. "Limp wrist like a proper sissy. Now flap your
hands like a little birdie that's about to fly." She laughed as he did
it."Now move your feet up and down on our toes like you have to go the
bathroom," she giggled at the sight of him doing all these things
outside. "Faster....." she insisted. As Mark did his little sissy dance
Cindy began to stroke him vigorously.
Mark gasped, "Oh yes," as Cindy told him to keep his chin up.
"Oh Mark you are so pretty. All dressed up like a little girl having your
penis masturbated by a real girl. Just think tomorrow when we are getting
you fitted for that prom dress what all those girls will be thinking
about you. Sweetie, I'm sure they will be laughing at you in the back
room," she teased Mark. "Can you really blame them?" Then she made a
statement that caught him by surprise.
"That's right Mark. We're keeping the prom dress appointment. You're
going to be fitted for a prom dress," she cooed as Mark's knees trembled
as he began to have an orgasm. "I'm thinking a very feminine, off the
shoulder, black number with gloves," she continued as Mark ejaculated his
cum onto the pavement. "I'm sure they will laugh at you Mark. Not many
guys ask to be fitted for a prom dress. I'm so sorry that they will be
laughing when you're trying on the dress." Again Mark's cum hit the
ground as Cindy finished stroking his penis.
"Cindy you can't be serious about the prom dress." He looked at her
exhausted from such an orgasm.
"Oh, but I am. I will tell them you are my son, and how you've been
wanting to go to the prom in a dress, and I'm finally giving my blessing
and being supportive." she smiled and kissed him.
Well she was old enough to be his mom, though they loved each other
regardless of age. "Cindy, can we discuss this first?"
"Sure honey, as long as the discussion is about the dress and pumps you
want to wear, and NOT about not going to be fitted."
"Let's go home now sweetheart. You need one more erection tonight, for
me, then you can get ready for bed." She smiled as they got in the car
and left.
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