I do alot of shopping and I have a bladder the size of a walnut. This means I spend a fair amount of time in the ladies room no matter where I am. I wanted to pass on something that recently happened. There was a break in Portland’s snowy weather, so of course I went shopping! I had cabin fever and I needed a little normalcy! I had no idea what the day would bring, but when it occurred, I wasn’t your feminization Mistress, I was just Amber. But Amber is a friend to all sissies, cross dressers, transgenders and those in transition, and Amber was not pleased.

Mistress Out Shopping

So there I was, thumbing through the sales racks when I realized that nature was calling. I left the shopping area and made a beeline for the ladies lounge. I walked in, grabbed a stall and got myself situated. I heard the restroom door again and a few others walked in. However, only one of them took a stall (right next to mine.) The other person walked out, I was pretty sure. I wasn’t paying attention. But I was finished, so I left my stall and was washing my hands when I heard a pounding and a man’s loud voice.

Now, I’ve been in the bathroom when a clerk wanted to come in and clean, but they have to wait until everyone is out. I called out from the sink ‘There are ladies in here, hold on please!’

But the guy pounding on the other side of the main door said ‘There’s a man in this bathroom and he needs to leave!’ I was stunned.
I had not seen the person that was still in the stall and I was not sure if they were en femme or not. But that hardly mattered.

He means me’, said a soft voice coming from the closed stall. Then the man outside pounded again.
‘Don’t even worry about it’, I replied back to the timid voice in the stall.

‘There are only ladies in here, sir. Everything is fine,’ I called to the man outside.
‘We’ve had a complaint and we’re following up’, the man called through the door. ‘You can go, sir,’ I said to him, louder now.
‘There are no issues in here.’

He didn’t pound again and there was no more speaking back and forth. The person in the closed stall made no sound.

‘You take all the time you need’, I said. ‘We’ll walk out together.’
And I took the phone from my purse, texted a friend and hung out for a few minutes. Other people walked in, and I just waited.

We walked out together, just as I said we would.  There was no one was waiting for us when did. And I was thinking of all the beautiful readers and callers that read Amber Academy, all the sissies, cross dressers and others on a journey. I was reminded how happy I am to write for you.

Final Thought

Many people are on a feminization journey, and society isn’t always accepting of that. Now is the time to help when you can and be the best example of a loving person that you can be. You may not know the person you help, but they are someone’s loved one and someone’s friend. There’s no excuse for hate, shaming, judgement or witch hunts but there are many people that are targets for this.

We may not be able to stop it, but it doesn’t mean that others have to go through things alone.
We are all worthy of a safe place where we can be ourselves.