Public Humiliation Phone Sex: Forced Feminization and Kinky Crossdressing

How would YOU like to walk around the parking lot where your wife works during rush hour in full drag, brassiere and panties, wearing a sandwich board that says in bold red letters “I’M A FAG!” As that look of shame and helplessness comes over your sweet bride when she no longer has the wind to chase you around the parking lot in heels and collapses to the ground, you can help her find her inner animal by shouting from halfway to her office’s main entrance “I’m on a humiliation mission from my phone sex humiliatrix!” “It’s my first feminization crossdressing assigment!” That should get the adrenaline pumping and send her sprinting on her cankles directly at you. Oh, how the fun just flows playing forced feminization games with you.

After she tackles you in the front lobby and beats you until you bleed with tears of mortification and rage in her eyes, barely able to hold your head up, you tell her you’re sorry for finally admitting that you are a fag, while dressed up as the ultimate drag queen. She looks directly at you and says, “You are doing this for another woman, at the expense of me?” She yanks you up by your hair and pulls you to your feet, as you teeter on your spiked heels. From now on, your wife says, “I will be your humiliatrix.”

Instead of parading around like a jack ass at my work, you are going to your office to do this, instead. She drops you off front and center, with you sandwich board in hand, just to see a couple of your co-workers and your boss walk out the front door. They die laughing in fits of hysteria and your wife looks at you with a huge grin. Forced feminization is so much fun!

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