My first public outing en-femme!

My desire to go out in public en-femme was finally satisfied Saturday, and boy it was awesome!

I had first thought that a trip to a local beach would be a good starter, walking the boardwalk and maybe the pier too. 

I had planned to wear some type of skirt or dress, white sandals, a wig with a hat, and sunglasses which would do a lot to hide my face, which is my top insecurity about being detected.

My girlfriend was concerned that "locals" might "kick my ass" if any were to notice me. So as an alternative I thought what about Santa Monica / Venice beach? There is a much more diverse crowd there, and I thought let's check that out. Optimistically I would think there is a decent chance that other TGs would feel comfortable there, based on what I remember of the "scene" in years past from visiting my Grandmother (even though that must have been over 15 years ago). I just remember all kinds of different types of people on the boardwalk letting it all hang out. From what a remember I feel that even if people were to notice me I'd be at the low end of the spectrum of their interest due to all the other interesting people and goings on.

Unfortunately the weather Saturday ended up being unseasonably cool and cloudy. There probably wouldn't be many people there (which would not be as good for blending in), and maybe sunglasses and a hat wouldn't be so appropriate for the weather.

Not wanting to give up on a rare opportunity for this first time experience, we had an errand to run to get a cracked cell phone screen repaired that we could take care of. At this point I'm just looking for any excuse to go out as a girl :-)

So I made my second attempt at gluing on my breast forms. Depending on if this worked or not would dictate what type of outfits I could wear. I was REALLY hoping this would work. My first attempt the prior week was a failure. I was hoping that the glue would work as I had read, that I would not need to wear a bra to hold them up. But the glue didn't hold on that first try. I did some more searching for suggestions and read that I needed to let the glue dry for 5 minutes or so before applying the forms to my chest. I think that was the key, as this time IT WORKED!

I proceeded to do my makeup, trying a new technique for putting on foundation I came across that seemed to work a lot better than how I had been doing it before. Nice!

I had put out all my clothes in piles on the bed to make it easier to pick out and try on something to wear.  I tried a couple of things on, but my girlfriend suggested I try on a pink strapless dress with a tube-top like material on the top. 

I thought that it was way to bright for me to wear out, and that it seemed to "young" looking for me. But she reassured me that it was summer and totally ok to wear something bright and pink, so I went with it.

We didn't get a full length picture of me in the dress, but I did find one online. (I didn't wear it with a belt.)

I make a call to the repair place and they say it will take an hour to finish. They are about 20-30 minutes away, so that means we will have some time to kill while we wait. 

Getting into the car was quite something - the dress was so short! Ohhh sexy! If anyone saw me getting into the car they probably got a peek at my pink panties! And sitting in the car the dress was maybe just 2 or 3 inches below my crotch. That was such a thrill! I was hoping that people in tall vehicles would be looking down to check me out as we were driving :-) 

We get to the repair place and my girlfriend takes the phone in while I wait in the car. Drop off completed, we drive off.

Now I'm thinking what can we do where I'll have a reason to get out of the car, in a good & safe situation? 

The car needs gas and washing, so I drive around looking for a gas station with a self-service drive-through car wash. Amazing that we didn't find one! There were full service ones but I wasn't comfortable trying that just yet.

We ended up stopping for gas anyway. Getting out of the car I appreciated feeling the cool breeze up and around my legs. OMG so stimulating!!!!

I'm really enjoying being outside. I'm looking around and just beaming with joy! I lean over to talk to my girlfriend completely aware that if anyone checks me out they are probably getting a good peek up my dress. Either me or her point out that possibility. I turn back to the pump and "accidentally" drop my keys. I bend over to pick them up (the car door is open so she would get a good look), but she isn't looking so she didn't notice :-(

At this point I'm thinking, should I go into the little gas station mini-mart and buy something? There isn't anyone else around at the moment so it would just be the clerk. I'd keep my sunglasses on and even if the clerk noticed it would be a quick in and out. Unfortunately I was too nervous and didn't go through with it. If my girlfriend had thought of it I would probably had the courage to do it. That's ok - this was my first time out. I need to build confidence to put myself out there more and that will happen with time.

Here is what I looked like in the car. You can see just a bit of the dress.

Oooh, and that night I got to wear a very sexy clingy black negligee without a bra! That has been on my wish-list ever since it occurred to me that it might be possible to glue those boobies on!

It was just an amazing amazing day! And it was so cool to be able to be with my girlfriend doing this!

Your bra straps are showing

For those in the US, I hope you all had a great 4th of July!

We had a great day, smoking ribs, swimming, and so on. I'll write a post with more about that soon.

But to start of our day, we needed to pickup a few things first, so of course I would be wearing a bra under my boy shirt for the trip. This is pretty much standard with Miss, that I'll be wearing a bra when we're out. She's told me several times that she likes how apprehensive and self-conscious I am when there is a chance that someone will notice I am a boy in a bra.

I do try to keep my body constantly oriented to minimize the chance of that, but it's a constant thing when we're in public to have to worry about. And let's face it, in a store with probably 100 or so shopper's in it, some are going to see.

So before we left I asked Miss if my straps were very noticeable. I do this to give her the final say as to how I look going out.

I turned so she could see and she smiled wide & happy and said "Yes they do show! Are you worried?" She answered her own question of course - "TOO BAD!!!!"

Here is what I looked like from the back:

At our first stop it didn't seem that anyone noticed, except I think standing in the checkout line the lady in front of us probably noticed while I had my back to her as I was putting stuff on the checkout conveyor belt.

And at our next one I caught a lady checking me/them out, looking not very sure what to make of it.

Random: We are not alone?

Working in Hollywood everything "off the strip" is a target for graffiti.

Walking back from lunch today I noticed this bit of graffiti on some kind of utility box.

The 'artist' must have been inspired by the heart shape sticker that had been painted over by city or utility maintenance crews to cover up prior graffiti.

I wonder if she or he is one of us dads in panties, or maybe a fan of dads in panties?

Whatever the case it was really cool to see this today :-)

Just been in a nice routine lately

Nothing too exciting to share lately. Miss and I have been having nice relaxing evenings.

With some exceptions I've been dressing casual and comfortable when I get home from work.

I have made a couple of purchases recently. For years I have "augmented" my chest with home-made boobies. I don't remember if Miss came up with the idea or if I did, but we've been making my boobs with a couple of pairs of nude knee-high stockings filled with rice.

It has worked really well, and I have been able to get good shape out of them. When you tie off the ends of the stockings you basically get little raisin-like nipples! And you would think that perspiration would be a real problem for the rice, but it never has been.

So I finally decided to try real breast-forms. Wow what a difference! The feel so much more real! Miss went a little crazy with them. She REALLY likes how I look with them - Sweet!  :-P

Reading the feedback on the site from others that purchased them, I learned that there is medical glue that you can use to glue them on. That immediately got my imagination going.

With fake boobs you pretty much need some type of bra for support. But from one of the comments I read, one person said that the glue was so good that they stayed attached for 3 days, including showers and a lot of heat (and sweat I assume).

So the fantasizing kicked in big-time in my head. If that really is the case then I could have a ton more wardrobe options available!!! Being in an area where summer temps are usually around 90 degrees with weeks in the triple digits, the thought of being able to wear sundresses, camisoles, tank tops, and even tube tops really got me excited!

Oh I sooooo need to buy a tube top if this works out!!!

I ordered the glue and remover from Amazon. But what arrived was 2 of the remover. I chalked that up to a packing mistake, and I ordered just the glue from a different Amazon vendor.

Guess what? I got just the remover again! So at this point I think that somehow Amazon is messed up, probably they have the same part number associated to the separate product descriptions. Anyway, I find the glue from a medical supply vendor online, order it, and it just got here Saturday!

I'm hoping that the 4th of July will give me a chance to try that glue, and wear some clothes that would look much better without a bra - I am so excited! I can't wait!!!

Oh, and I think I need a new bathing suit if this works out. Yummy!

Grocery store produce section

Not much to update, but over the weekend I was at the grocery store and I guess I provided a little shock and surprise to fellow shopper.

Most often when I'm shopping alone I wear blue jeans. I do that to avoid drawing attention to my legs, which I've kept shaved for at least the last 5 years.

I've noticed enough other "guys" with shaved legs that I don't feel like it's the most "shocking" thing to come across. But I do live in a very conservative area, so it's probably more likely I'll run into some dinosaur or another while shopping locally.

Anyway, this trip I decided that my legs were tan enough, and my shorts were long enough to not draw any attention.

So I was pushing my cart around, picking out some fruit and vegetables. At one point I looked up and noticed a lady looking at me.

I noticed her as my head raised from looking over some oranges. It looked like she was also looking down as my head was coming up, and she too was in the process of lifting her head (just as I noticed her.) A part of me thought it was a coincidence that we did so at the same time. I made eye contact briefly so as not appear to ignore her, and then looked back to the fruit fairly quickly.

I'm very paranoid about being noticed in any feminine way, and of course I was thinking that she very well may have noticed my legs!

So I wait a few seconds and look back up at her in my best nonchalant manner. Her eyes met mine again and it was clear that she had continued to stare at my smoothly shaven legs.

The worst part of this was the look on her face. She had the meanest scowl on her face. It was like "Oooh you disgusting thing! A man that shaves his legs!!!???"

Well, it sucked in the moment, but I was over it as soon as I moved on away from her. What an unhappy lady she must be to need to feel such emotions about shaved legs!

Glad to be used as a source of entertainment

Miss shared with me a conversation she had at her friends house. This is her friend who's 20 something year old son had been over a few times recently, to be able to visit his friends.

This was bound to happen I suppose :-)

From what I recall her saying to me, it went something like this...

It started off with the son making some comment about Miss being "The Boss" in the relationship. I think Miss probably confirmed that sentiment, and her friend (or maybe it was her son) said that her friend was also "The Boss" of her family. There may have also been a comment from her friend that "We know who wears the pants in your relationship."

At some point Miss also shared that she loved to embarrass me in front of her son by calling me jen/jennifer/jen-jen,slave-boi, and so on. Her son added that the look of shame on my face is quite pronounced when she embarrasses me this way.

Her telling me about that conversation led to me having a dream that night. I rarely remember dreams, but this one was the first of it's kind, as far as I can remember.

Miss, myself, her friend and family were over at the house. It started with all of us standing in the living room. Miss tells me to "go put something on that will surprise everybody."

In the dream I felt nervous as she was outing me, obviously humiliating me, and probably testing my obedience.

So I go back in the bedroom and pick out the type of outfit that I know Miss wants me in. I know that she wants me to go all out with the most humiliating gurly-sissy outfit I can put together.

I head to the bedroom and pick out a pink dress with black hearts, white thigh-high stockings, pink lace-top ankle socks, and black Mary Jane heels.

Here is a picture of the dress, and one of the stockings and heels.

Stockings/heels

Pink dress w/hearts

Next I'm back in the living room where everyone is. I feel the shame and humiliation and I know I am blushing more than I ever had in my life.

Her friend is looking at me, full-on checking me out from head to toe in disbelief. As she did so, a very spontaneous laugh came out of her mouth. When she finished taking it all in, she ended up with a humongous "LOOK WHAT WE HAVE HERE!" smile on her face that said all about what she's thinking. Her reaction -> "OMG" I can't believe what I'm seeing!!! I can't believe he's dressed like this.

Her son says something like "Wow that's a crazy outfit! I can't believe you're wearing that!"

And one of her daughters said "OMG" in shock and surprise.

Her friend finally regains enough composure to be able to talk again, takes a second look, and says "Well you sure look pretty!"

The thought of something like that ever happening is scary to no end, but also something that I dream would happen because being humiliated by her is one of my big kink buttons. Plus I do dream of being able to be "out" with more people so I can be who I am.

But her friend is pretty conservative in this regard, so I don't expect that anything close to this would ever happen..

Humiliation with her best friend's son - take 3! (and shopping)

Well it seems like Miss has become completely comfortable hanging my ego out to dry in front of her friend's son.

I guess I'm not surprised at all :-)

Last weekend he was over so he could attend his friend's graduation ceremony and party after.

She pretty much didn't avoid calling me jen, jenifer, and jen-jen in front of him. He seemed to avoid biting on any responses he might have made in recognition of her using my female name, much to my relief.

That night I had made a snack while we were hanging out watching TV. I asked both her and him if they would like some. He politely declined, but Miss had a taste and in a wonderfully dominant fashion commandeered the rest of it. I absolutely love it when she asserts herself over me like this, and that she did it in front of someone that we know made it all the better emotionally for me to be treated that way - go sub-space! MmmmmmmHmmmmm!

So this played out a little more. At this point I offered to get her friend's son some food from the kitchen, which he also politely declined. But she insisted on letting him know that he should feel free to accept any hospitality offered. She flat out said that "I'm her SLAVE and I do whatever she wants me to do." I can't remember his exact response, but I think it was something along the lines of the cliche "A Happy Wife makes a Happy Life". LOL!

The next day he was off with his friends, and we were off as usual doing our shopping errands. We were in the women's clothing area, and I had mentioned that I was interested in some women's shorts that were pretty short, but not "too" short, to wear while he was around. She was looking at clothes too. I was looking at things on one rack (her on another), and asked her what she thought about something. She asked me if I was looking for me or for her. There was a lady very near us that Miss wouldn't have noticed when she asked that. The lady obviously over-heard it, and looked up at me with an odd look on her face. Ooops!

She did pick up a top, and she noticed a great black skirt for me, and a $3 pair of short-shorts! Too bad they were not appropriate for wearing with company around, but they are awesome!

There was punishment to be had as well. We had picked up a butt-plug a few weeks ago. She had me wear it while I was outside doing chores, for a bit over an hour I'm guessing. Painful to get in even with lube, and VERY uncomfortable to wear! There were no lasting ill-effects from it, but removing it in front of her was a bit embarrassing for sure.

I think she slapped my face a couple of times too, but not very hard. Just enough to get my attention. I love being man-handled like that for some reason.

Take care everyone!

jen