Journal #3          3-18-2015

It’s been a little while since I last wrote another chapter of The Pink Pages and it’s time for another. Over the past few weeks I have become obsessed with becoming a SISSY. It really started when I was at Wal-Mart last week and I saw a small make up kit for little girls near the clothes section. I figured what the hell and decided to buy it. I had planned on using the self scan but simply couldn’t resist going thru check out. I found a line with a large heavy set black woman ringing up items. Along with the kit I had a candy bar, a 12pack of beer, and a frozen pizza. I had this fantasy that she would ask me “sir, why are you buying this?” Then I would tell her the lie I had thought up about buying it for my niece’s birthday. Then she would see right through the lie and call me out as a perv or maybe request a very loud and price check and publically humilate me. As I approached the cashier, my small cock began to tremble and become erect. When I finally reached the end, I almost wanted to blurt out, “I’m buying this makeup kit because I want to learn to become a sissy slut!” Of course, none of that happened. She bagged up my items, I paid with cash, and then she smiled and wished me a pleasant day.

 The kit itself was lousy. 2 things of fingernail polish (purple/light gold) 2 tubes of lipstick (red/blue...yuck) and a mascara pencil. Honestly though, I couldn’t be happier to finally have some make up I can try on and feel like a real sissy bitch. I went freestyle my first attempt and ended up looking like a drag queen with no depth perception. Videos on YouTube helped and so did good old fashioned trial and error. Now I just look like a dumb slut with cheap makeup… success.

 I want to go more into detail about my self-sissification as well as other fun aspects I have been exploring. I tried spanking myself with great results (my ass still hurts) as well as a date I had with a lady earlier this month where I stole a pair of her dirty socks. The Pink Pages will continue as long as my mind stays warped and perfect J