All Comments on 'The Public Adventures of Mark'

Don't leave us hanging!

Ohhhh...Cindy, where are you around here? If only I'd meet her, she'd know right away about me.

oh my please lets hear more your off to a real good start

Loved it but Need more quick..This got me so hot I wanted to run to the mall and relive it myself.

This is a GREAT story. Well done. I love the thought of public humiliation and this is what i imagine. Proof that a sexy story can be subtle.

Loved your story and have done the same many times. I love it!!

I wish I had the guts to do exactly that -- to get dressed in my women's clothes and go out in public. Your story has inspired me -- I think I'll go get dressed now in a sexy red dress and go shopping for some lingerie.

Please tell more stories. This one really turned me on.

☻The shorter are the best

even after all the process to leave a comment ... I still laugh

Thank you for post it

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fuerte abrazo ♥

Sissies need to be humiliated, that's the natural law. I just wish I found someone to humiliate me and make me parade in public dressed as a little sissy slut.

I too have been out in public in the same summer dress. I love being dressed up my sexy women's clothes and it especially turns me on when other people (both men & women) realize I'm male. Please tell more stories like this one.

My mistress, Angelique, made me do this too -- and I loved it !!! I didn't have curlers in my hair (that's not a nice look) and I didn't have summer clothes in freezing weather. My mistress dressed me appropriately (but slutty) and we walked around the mall for everyone to see. We went into a few stores so that a lot of women (and a few men) could see me and could tell that I'm really a man (I'm not fully passable but not too bad looking as a woman). I truly loved the public humiliation. It was really exciting, exhilerating, and gave me a hard one. We do it at least once a month.

I was standing outside a store, admiring the pretty dresses when a sales lady came out and said she thought I would look nice in the dress I had been dreaming about. I think I blushed and said I did not think they would have my size, she chuckled and said oh Sweetie yes we do . I felt so nice talking to her. I am a size 10 4yourpleasureiam

would love to be treated like that. dressed as a girl and not hiding the fact i’m really a faggot.

One of my fondest memories is, One day I was at a Macy's store and had went up to the second floor. I was just browsing and wasn't looking for anything specific. I was wearing a skirt and blouse with thigh high stocking and a pair of three inch heels. I'm passable looking, unless you look closely at me.

I was on the escalator going down to the main floor and three or four teenage girls got on behind me.

I heard them laughing and saying that the girl ahead of them is a crossdresser. I knew that they were talking about me and I was humiliated as I'd been outed. When I got onto the main floor, they circled around me and called me a fagget and a queer and I was so embarrassed but extremely excited at the same time. I tried to ignore them, but they were insistent on carrying on about me being a crossdresser and following me out of the store and into the parking lot, before they stopped taunting me

I sat in my car and cried like a sissy bitch.,humiliated and upset about what happened.

When I got home and got undressed, I was surprised that my panties were soaking wet with pre cum and they smelled like pussy.

I spent hours sniffing my soiled panties and jerking off, all the while thanking those girls for humiliating me and making my panties smell like pussy

Who else remembers the first time walking to the fitting room with a selection of pretty skirts and dresses and asking the young girl attendant for a room. The sweet look she flashed you in recognition. The butterfly in your tummy. The need to be her