Finally! We have had a nice day of concentrated alone time. It started yesterday with a shopping trip. I'm very excited. Domina selected a new outfit for me. My first set of women's clothing. I have a tank top, short skirt, and high heels. The experience was mildly embarrassing. Domina was rather verbal about what items would look cute on me as she held them up against my frame. I didn't notice any raised eyebrows but can't see how all were oblivious. Nonetheless, the experience was well worth it.
I was further embarrassed at getting home. When I was directed to try on my new clothes at home, I was totally hard as I pitched a tent in my new skirt. Domina made me look at myself when I was done. I was shocked and turned on. I didn't recognize my shapley long legs in the heels. My mini skirt showed off my round butt. I didn't know I could look so feminine. I've been allowed to relaxsome of my feminization rules over the summer. I couldn't wait to see what a good leg shaving and painted nails in my sling back, open toe, heels would look like.
Whether it be the clothes or my excitement, I'm embarrassed how well I took to it. It is decidedly non-masculine and I have been craving the submission that the humiliation of emasculation brings. I can't feel fully feminized, but I can't feel masculine like this either. I'm neither. I'm a sissy and I'm struggling with how much I want it. Stripped of manhood behind closed doors, I can't help but feel inferior and obedient. Even more, it makes me long to be cuckolded again. My pulse races at the thoughts.
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