VerbalAbuse
Really Really Experienced
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Synopsis: A man (not too young, not too old) is getting humiliated by his partner (could be a woman, ts or man) by being dressed in female clothing in public and in public spaces. The point is that he does not wishes for that, that he does not feel femalish, that he finds each and every such experience deeply embarrassing and humiliating. The partner would do it both because they are actually turned on by seeing the man dressed like that, and turned on by humiliating him.
The experiences could range from wearing monokini at the beach, walking crossdressed in largely empty public spaces (streets, parkings, etc) to walking crossdressed in his neighborhood, to going shopping, to conducting business, etc.
He would wear makeup and generally be dressed like a cheap slut, or even better, like a man that has no idea how to do it. That is, he'd be (or he would feel that he is) most ridiculous.
The whole thing is not to make him wet with being a girl, but to shame and humiliate him.
(I know there are plenty of crossdressing stories, and humiliation stories, but I could not find anything in this vein. Most "humiliation" stories are fully consensual and not really humiliating, as the hero usually enjoys, or even seeks the experience).
The experiences could range from wearing monokini at the beach, walking crossdressed in largely empty public spaces (streets, parkings, etc) to walking crossdressed in his neighborhood, to going shopping, to conducting business, etc.
He would wear makeup and generally be dressed like a cheap slut, or even better, like a man that has no idea how to do it. That is, he'd be (or he would feel that he is) most ridiculous.
The whole thing is not to make him wet with being a girl, but to shame and humiliate him.
(I know there are plenty of crossdressing stories, and humiliation stories, but I could not find anything in this vein. Most "humiliation" stories are fully consensual and not really humiliating, as the hero usually enjoys, or even seeks the experience).
~~~ When my mom was at College, mom was dating a cross-dresser, and mom liked him, as he was kind, considerate, nurturing and caring. Yet when mom finished college they both went their separate ways. Mom never heard from him again. Well mom then married and had me, but soon divorced my dad, as he was nothing, but an idle B. Always smoking and drinking. All he lived for was to frequently visit his local Bar. Mom and I much happier now. I am glad that mom got rid of him. What an r-sole he was. 
