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All writings in this series are purely works of fiction and any
reference to companies or people are fictitious and for the purposes of
this fictional writing.
Tesco Tart - Part Eleven.
Michelle's first day on the Checkout Staff passed in a blur of beautiful
sissy humiliation. Some subtle, some not so subtle as she carried out
her allocated tasks.
It seemed she was the busiest girl on the staff as she was called
constantly back and forward between Miss Havlin and the Checkout girls
to fulfill their orders.
As commanded by Miss Havlin she had humbly introduced herself to each
girl in turn from Checkout 1 to Checkout 7 in a similar style.
"Good Morning, I've just started in Checkouts today, please let me know
if I can be of assistance."
The girls were slightly curt but professional in their individual
responses but as she made her way along the line Michelle could hear the
muffled whispers, giggles and outright laughter coming from behind her
from her previous introductions. The girls had been polite, yes, but
right from Checkout number 1 Michelle had detected the obvious amusement
at her sissy appearance and manner.
By Checkout 4 her mental survival tactics were fast evaporating and
after a further subtle but obviously disdainful snub her confidence
crashed.
She was again suddenly aware of her appearance, a guy wearing light
make-up and a feminine uniform.
A checkout girl's open collar blue fitted blouse and womens black fitted
workwear trousers. Her basic white bra, stuffed unforgivably by Miss
Havlin adding to the feminine curves of her slim figure. Her boyish ass
was held high and tight by the cut of the tight womens trousers and on
display for all, framed by the short curved hem of her closely fitted
blouse.
She had been filled with an immediate primal urge to run, to just get
away from the humiliation. In a flash her sissy mind had decided that it
wasn't worth it, this crazy, public self exposure as her true self !
A sudden feeling of inner guilt and desperation brought her rapidly
tearing eyes towards the door of the Checkout office hoping in herself,
somehow praying to see her beautiful new Supervisor and Mistress
standing there to support her as she obediently carried out her
humiliatingly ordered instructions.
With that door firmly closed all that was left for her now pleading eyes
to look to was the unforgiving, mirrored one way window of the Checkout
office.
Michelle knew that she was being tested, she knew that she HAD to
perform for her stunning, dominant Supervisor.
Why did she do this to herself she searched. Why did she repeatedly and
voluntarily put herself in these desperately humiliating situations that
were a closet crossdresser's worst nightmare?
The simple answer was quickly replied.
As ever it was the familiar all controlling feeling of dirty sissy
arousal, presently her sissy cock stiffening uncomfortably in the tight,
cheap white control panties, her sissy balls pushed painfully upwards by
the relentlessly restraining crotch of the womens workwear trousers of
her new uniform.
Her uniform...her Checkout girls uniform....
The next introduction she made was immediately devoid of the slightest
inner feeling of humiliation or embarrassment.
"Hi there, I'm Michelle, I'm the new Checkout girl....."
As those simple words left her frosted pink lip-glossed lips to the
beaming fifty something lady on Checkout 6, Michelle knew that she had
yet again passed a sissy point of no return.
She froze uncomfortably for a second, still the inner doubt trying to
take control....
Gloria however had heard all the gossip and had more important things to
worry about.
"Well Michelle it's nice to meet you, I'm sure you will get on just fine
dear! "
"Don't worry about all the attention you are getting from us girls!
Every new girl gets the same scrutiny until she's settled in, it's a
woman thing! They're just jealous that you look so sexy in your new
uniform, I know I wish I still had a figure like yours!"
Michelle blushed deeply as she began a reply but Gloria cut her off
politely but sharply.
"Now be a good girl and fetch me a replacement for this customer's milk,
this one is leaking, and I need more plastic bags. And put a rush on it
Michelle don't keep the customers waiting! That's a good girl."
"Yes Miss...I mean yes Gloria...right away."
"Excuse me Sir.."
The middle aged man Gloria was serving looked at Michelle strangely,
temporarily blocking her path in his obvious puzzlement at her semi-male
appearance and the feminine name. He was slightly embarrassed at his
delay and stepped aside with a shy but knowing smile as he realized
'Michelle' was a sissy.
"Thank you Sir, I'll be right back Sir."
Michelle, already blushing deeply, slipped past the customer and towards
the shop floor. As she did she could feel the eyes of the man and the
other customers in the queue studying every detail of her uniform,
appearance and manner.
She had an instant realization that this must be how Susan and the
Checkout girls must have felt at her constant, impossible to hide
lusting and studying of them when she was still on the Grocery
Department.
Instead of taking it as a hard earned lesson in manners Michelle felt a
dirty, naughty inner joy that made her feel closer than ever to finally
becoming one of the girls. Her sissy cock twitched strongly in its tight
confines and her slutty sissy rosebud twitched also, with her tight
womans cut workwear trousers and cheap black control tights forcing the
crotch of her simple white pants firmly and teasingly between her shaved
smooth ass cheeks as she walked.
Gloria, meanwhile, chuckled to herself at the sissy's immediate obedient
response as she dutifully scurried away on her errands. Of course she
found it amusing that David, the oddly effeminate Grocery Assistant was
now on the Checkout staff and quite obviously trying to be one of the
girls!
Although not interested in giving the thought as to the reasons behind
it she, as most of the older women were more than happy to at least have
an enthusiastic new 'girl' on the team.
Most new girls approached their new position at the bottom of the
Checkout Department's rank structure with a petted lipped reluctance,
the part time students being the worst. Naturally thinking that the role
was beneath them they treated their lowly position and their full-time
colleagues with disdainful arrogance.
Fortunately for Michelle her status and sexuality was secondary to the
more mature Checkout staff, with them being more interested in how her
enthusiasm for the role could assist them during their often chaotic
shifts on the tills.
Unfortunately though, Michelle, unbeknown to her had already become a
target for the mocking, humiliating and degrading comments and hilarity
at the official, rumour confirming unveiling of her obvious sissy self.
Miss Havlin watched studiously from her all seeing perch within the
Checkout Office. The sight of Michelle scurrying obediently towards the
shop floor on the obvious order of Gloria on Checkout 6 brought her wet
tingling clit to a deep and satisfying warm inner climax. Her red talons
had been circling and rubbing her pink slippery clit as she watched the
pathetic sissy humiliate herself in front of the whole Checkout staff at
her command.
Absentmindedly licking her sweet creamy juices from her signal red
talons she quietly considered the psychological forces at play within
David's/Michelle's sissy obsessed mind.
It was crystal clear to her now that, having instigated such desperate
humiliations on him so many times already that it was 'Michelle' who was
'in charge' of the pathetic sissy.
And it was also clear to her that Michelle was a deeply closeted and
oppressed but willing and wanton sissy slut who in the moment of
reluctance and self doubt would take over and do probably ANYTHING that
was ordered of her if it triggered her perverted sissy desires for
exposure and humiliation.
How else could it be? she mused while correcting her moist black panties
and smoothing her navy blue corporate pencil skirt back to a presentable
position that, as Miss Havlin watched on the CCTV, Michelle minced
seemingly with confidence through the shop floor on her chores? Even she
could tell from the overview of the images on screen that Michelle was
leaving a trail of outrageous and unprofessional hilarity among her so
recently fellow colleagues of the all male Grocery Department!
Michelle did have trepidations on her first step onto her oh-so recently
forcibly vacated workplace.
Away from the buzz and chatter of the checkouts her 1" heeled black
patent court shoes clicked an unmistakable feminine sound ahead of her
as she headed for the produce department to replace Gloria's waiting
customer's leaking milk.
Steeling a downward glance to the source of her potential betrayal she
was temporarily disturbed to see that the traitor to her still self
perceived deception was clearly visual as well as audible.
For, despite her initial self deluding thoughts, the long legged flared
bottom of her tightly fitting womens workwear trousers actually fully
displayed her quite obviously female patent court shoes as she walked!
Enough so in fact to also beautifully betray the exact denier of her
basic workwear tights!
More conscious of appearing natural in her obviously feminine attire
than her actual appearance itself she had channeled her thoughts and
fears from her first sissy outing to the mall on that ultimately fateful
day...
She had steadied her pace, corrected her posture and relaxed into the
flowing and slightly limp feminine upper body movements suitable for the
feminine fit of her new uniform.
As with that first initially successful outing she casually concentrated
on walking with a purpose, a direction, a friendly smile when eye
contact was made with the customers but in general the avoidance of any
interaction and therefore lingering attention.
What Miss Havlin observed on the live CCTV was embarrassingly different
to the controlled but quite obviously deluded survival technique of her
new plaything!
She chuckled to herself as she controlled the CCTV panel to zoom in on
the reactions of the customers.
Michelle wasn't fooling anyone!
Miss Havlin didn't expect her to.
Miss Havlin didn't want her to.
She would mercilessly continue to use and exploit her thoroughly
captured prey to feather her own nest and she would love every minute of
it!
To be continued...
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