11.28.2006

How I Became A Faggot, Chapter 2

After first grade at the all boys school in black and white saddle shoes, I switched to a more "manly" blue and brown pair of saddles for second grade. But the teasing continued and finally became too much for me to take. So I started third grade in regular boys' shoes and threw my saddle shoes away. Today, in hindsight, I desperately wish that I had never worn saddle shoes again. If I hadn't, I might not be writing this pathetically perverted blog while wearing Steve Madden four-inch pumps, sheer black stockings, tight pencil skirt, white low-cut blouse, black bra and breast forms, matching black panties, wig, jewelry, makeup and perfume. If I had just never worn saddle shoes again I might know what it's like to have a wife and self-respect, instead of what it's like to have another man's cum in my mouth and dick in my ass.

But of course I did wear saddle shoes again. The desire never left. In eighth grade I asked my mother to drop me off at our local library. When she drove away I walked to a nearby shopping center and bought a pair of girls black and white saddle shoes. I told the saleswoman that they were for my sister and I'm sure she believed me. I mean, odd as it was, she could never have suspected that I wanted the saddle shoes for myself. She could never have guessed that I would bring them home hidden in my bookbag. That I would wait for my parents to go to sleep and then try them on, feeling their stiff, uncreased black and white leather on my feet for the first time in five years. That I would become almost instantly aroused and instinctively start rubbing my tiny penis, still in my underpants, against the sofa in our living room. That I would suddenly and unexpectedly explode in the first orgasm of my life while kicking the air in girls black and white saddle shoes.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

This is soo much like how I started dressing... but for me it was a pair of white and pink cute girlie sneakers... I still am so addicted to cute girlie sneakers and now of course... dressing and feeling girlie too...email or PM/IM me if you'd like at blah_jiberish_yada@yahoo.com (blah_jiberish_yada) or brookecdgirl@aol.com (brookecdgirl)

Anonymous said...

alright sooo reading this exeperpt and a tear came to my eye when i thought about how much this affected my life. in the most sexual ways. i jizzed everywhere and for me it was a pair of flesh colored granny panties, right after i put them on i stuck my hand down my pants and did the nasty. i was wondering if you had any advice about telling people about my urges?

ddd said...

You are a very beautiful girl - you should be proud of making hundreds of men happy - wish I was one of them kisses

mary/tom said...

as a sissy faggot my humiliation came after a holloween party.dressed as a hooker,black bra,bl panties,blgarter belt bl seamed stockings and a tight mini dress with make up and wig with high heels.i had to much to drink,to drunk to drive some guys offered to take me home.but they took me to a park where couples go to make out.they took me to a picknick table and removed my dress and pantys and took turns fucking me and makeing me suck there cocks.when they were done they left me there.dressed as a women and still a little drunk i started to walk.a older man picked me up a said he would drive me home.but he took me to his home took my dress and pantys off and tied me to his bed and started to fuck me,aftera bit he pussed his cock into my mouth and shot his load in my mouth.he keep me there all night and fucked and mouth fucked me all night and into the next day.he said if i didnot become his sex slave he would show every one the pictures he took of me.he and his friends now injoy haveing sex and taking pictures and films of me fucking and sucking their cocks dressedas a women.i am now a true humiliated sissy faggot cock sucking hoar.

sissycumslut said...

i dream of this happening to me...and then i am terrified that it will...and then my life would be ruined...yet i would be blissful because i would be a humiliated transvestite which is what i dream of...i am so confused.

Anonymous said...

My sisters and I had a baby brother, at times play dress up and beauty shop too. He's our ( baby girl) doll he doesn't know it yet? " hee,"hee he tried to escape a few times? Until we forced him into diapers, and baby girl clothes! Our hand me downs? He has long blonde hair perfect to become a pretty little girl! Our baby sister? He hated not to wear his boy things that were locked up or hidden! Only good girlish behavior, and manners might turn him back into a boy? " Not! We wanted him to have a girly hair style? Banana curls " Shirley temple" type in a very feminine party dress ! He said he won't do it ? Next time? A trip to the beauty salon? Becki .