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John's feminization in Dressed for Trick or Treat 2 continues as dress up is not over for John, It continues at the hands of Don and Chuck, they take him further into being their private slutty toy! However.... John seems to be enjoying some of the attention he is getting? An insurance "lock" is put in place!
And in Working for Halloween 4, Tom serves Anna as she takes the lead in making him her sub! This time Tom "takes" it from a woman...
Sample from Working for Halloween 4:
“I... I don't know,” I stammered. Blushing I said, “I really like going down on you.”
She practically purred, “Oh yes, well that's an easy one. How about me spanking you?”
I nodded and swallowed a little nervous, “Yes, Ma'am. I, well, I don't know if like is the right term, but I'll do that.”
“Good, girl,” she patted my head. “And you're good with me using the the strap-on again?”
I blushed a little, “Yes, Ma'am, I like that.”
“I seem to recall you REALLY like that,” she teased and I blushed deeper.
We talked through a few more things. Her making sure I was okay with her calling me names and she was allowed to take pictures among other things. I was down for all of it.
“Now, my little sissy girl, are you ready to be my little toy?” she asked.
I nodded, “Yes, Ma'am.”
Anna corrected me, “You will be addressing me as Mistress now.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I nodded.
“Now, get out of those clothes, I want to see what kind of lingerie you wore underneath.”
I began getting undressed, but she stopped me, “Slowly girl, make it a show for me.”
She smiled as she sat down and watched me expectantly. I took a breath to steady my nerves, then I looked at Mistress as I began to shake my ass to a slow song beat in my head. The smile on her face told me I was doing well, so I went to the same mode when I was at the costume shop and started shaking my ass and hips, making it a slow, sensual grind.
“Oh yeah, you sure look like a dirty little sissy slut,” she purred. “Make me think you want it.”
I smiled as I continued to shake. I slowly peeled my blouse off and used it to cover my bra and fake tits. I let the top slide and kicked off one shoe. I then turned and bent completely over, pushing my ass right in front of Anna as I slid my other shoe off.
Sample From Dressed for Trick or Treat 2:
I closed the door and opened my bag. I started pulling out my stuff. I laid everything out, to make sure I had it all. I’d only had a couple days to practice with the make-up, but I knew that would take the most time. So, I figured best to start there. Of course, once I started, my hands were shaking pretty bad because I was so nervous. So, I decided to wait and get dressed first instead.
I slipped on the garters and stockings. The stockings helped calm me a bit, such a delicious feeling. I started getting less nervous and more in the mood. I quickly pulled the panties up and tucked my rapidly growing hard-on away. I knew that wasn’t going to be wanted, at least not by them. I could feel the panties push against the plug that seemed like it was a part of my ass now.
I slipped the corset around my waist and tightened it as much as I could myself. I stopped and admired myself in the mirror. I wished I had bigger tits, but the corset sure helped make it look like I had some. I wondered briefly about inserts, I wasn’t sure how those worked, but I figured the boutique would probably have some. I felt a slight twinge of excitement on seeing myself. I couldn’t believe I was getting turned on looking at myself, but I had to admit, I looked pretty good.
I quickly moved to my make-up knowing that Don would be getting impatient. I know he probably didn’t care if my make-up looked good, but I did. It was weird, I knew I was just going to get fucked like a cheap hooker, but I still wanted to look good while I was used. That seemed kind of weird to me, but oh well.
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Our beloved Pris Pris sent a fresh batch of captions hand picked with freshly painted nails. My favorite one is actually the last one. I love the look in her eyes and the quote is hot🔥
I don't like talking about politics because the readers here are all across the board and in reality it's not sexy, but fictional political posters for sexy Hannah McKnight are. Today is Election Day in this country of our United States of America.
Here are some posters I made for Hannah McKnight an influencer on social media. Of course I always support a fellow crossdresser.
Priscilla Gay Bouffant
Auntie captures the process helping her nephew transform into her niece"Ashley."
(Inspired from Tumblr of “Jennie Sissy” A Photo Study)
When Auntie Jasmine discovered Ashley dressed in her “Things” Ashley became terrified. However, Auntie calmed her sissy Nephew.
“Oh my dear, Ashley. Don’t be silly. A boy trying on his Auntie’s pretties? Here darling. Allow Auntie Jasmine to help you. But I don’t want you all hairy like a boy when wearing my best lingerie,” Aunt Jasmine stated.
After making certain that Ashely’s skin was smooth, soft, hairless and sweetly scented. Auntie went ahead and began to dress her Sissy Niece.
Weeks went by and Ashley, now fully dressed “En-Femme, now found “Herself” fully dressed as a girl, and seated in a Beauty Parlor.
Auntie was fully pleased with how demure and compliant Ashley was having his hair done at the salon. A pixie bob was a perfect look as Ashley continued his journey into femininity.
“Just think,” Auntie ruminated, “they wouldn’t even have to change Ashley’s name when her feminization was complete, just her pronouns, and very soon.”
After all, once Auntie takes Ashley back next month for her first perm, no one would ever imagine Ashley was ever a boy.
Isn’t Ashley adorable? A feminized boy’s first bob cut at the salon is such a momentous occasion.
But now it’s time for Ashley’s first perm!
Auntie relented last January, and delayed perming her now “Niece” for a year, to give her time to embrace her feminization.
Ashley knows full well that her perm marks the end to any possibility of boyhood ever again.
Auntie loved how cute Ashley looked being permed and when her freshly permed curls emerged, Auntie Jasmine was beside herself with joy.
Yes, a perm, at least every six months, would be best to reinforce, to her now, “Niece,” just how feminine and dainty she has become as a girl.
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Tulip Fancy
Our sweet girl, Tulips lands a job being a sales clerk in a shop.
I was quite enjoying working for Monsieur Rabanna he's a really nice man. I thought it was just serving in a shop when I started there. But it has turned out to be so much more. We put on a show, more of a performance than anything else. He likes the shop to have the feel of an old-fashioned department store. I wear my black and white black knee length skirt, white blouse nothing to fancy maybe a pussy bow nothing to upstage the customer. "We must always make the customers feel superior to us." he says. I must always call the customer "Madame" and always call him "Monsieur Rabanna" when people are in the shop and he calls me Tulip. He will clap his hands when he wants me to bring him something for a customer.
Ladies come in months in advance of an event they are attending. They already have an outfit in mind and want him to design and make a hat to suit. He has meetings with them in what he calls his salon. I will make tea and take it into them on a silver tray. Pour it for them and return to the shop. If he wants something he will call my name and clap his hands twice. I will hurry in as fast as my heels and skirt will allow and attend to their needs. Some of the ladies have been going to him for years. He says if we were just selling hats it wouldn't work. We have to make them feel special. He also prefers appointment only for his own designs that way he can make sure the ladies don't meet. Every now and then he refuses an appointment to maintain his exclusive reputation. Sometimes he might have three or four different hats at the same event.
I liked being part of this and he showed me how to dress the cheaper hat blanks he buys in bulk for the cheaper end of the market that keeps the doors open. He couldn't pay me much and I still hadn't been able to contribute to the household budget. I really feel like I was letting my wife down, but everything I make seamed to go on things I'm told I need.
Since Kelly had started my waist training, I have had to buy new skirts for work and a couple of extra blouses. One you could slightly see the outline of my stays through. Monsieur Rabanna was very complimentary and said it fitted the look of the shop. Every week there is something new. whether it is skin softeners for my bubble baths replacement shower hats or a new pallet or lipstick shade. Even my weekly hair dressing goes on the housekeeping card. I can't even pay for that.
My wife says she has never had any expectations that I would support us. Which shocked me a little. Don't all women expect that of their husband if need be. She says the work I do around the home is the most important thing. If I can keep my little part time shop job that makes her happy, if it makes me happy.
