Tuesday, November 5, 2024

Priscilla's Photo Captions Pick of the Week (Nov. 4, 2024)

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🔥


















Get out and Vote! Hannah McKnight Posters

 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. 





Sunday, November 3, 2024

Short Story: The Evolution of "Ashley"

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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Friday, November 1, 2024

Tuesday, October 29, 2024

Halloween Stories from Shawna Summers


Happy Halloween Week everyone! Shawna Summers has a nice collection of Halloween themed stories for your enjoyment! Stories of dressing up and becoming pretty for a night that they will remember!

Link:

Dressed for, A Trick or Treat 

Working for Halloween



Friday, October 25, 2024

Short Story: John Peters is worried about his future.

Dear Mistress Judith,

       I'm writing to you in despair. Having been given an opportunity by my new Mistress and Mr Wilcox I let them down badly. The first gathering of Mistresses friends I had served at and I got dizzy and dropped a tray of cucumber sandwiches. After helping her friends off with their hats, coats and stoles at the door I showed them into the drawing room. Each coat I removed revealed another beautiful blouse or dress made of some exotic or expensive fabric. I know cotton uniforms and dresses are the most I can hope for but I do dream of assisting you into such lovely garments when I return to the Manor as your maid. The sound of their skirts as they walked and mingled, The blended smell of all their perfumes. Their elaborate hair styles and confident aristocratic manner all combined to make me come over with a dizzy spell, drop the sandwiches and lose consciousness for a moment. I woke with my head cradled in the satin skirts of one fine lady as three more peered down at me. One had a fan and was blowing air on me. I struggled to my feet and apologized as I adjusted my skirts, re-fixed my head band and tried to clean up my mess. I was so ashamed as I heard My Mistress say that Wilcox had warned her. The other lady said she thought it very modern, having a "De-Maled" Nancy Boy as a Parlour Maid. When I returned to my room, I had to change my bloomers as I had also suffered a semen surge as I was passing out.

      Things had been going well. Mr Jenkins has been helping me with my control by buggering me slowly. He is encouraging me to practice my clench and roll. He says my goal should be to bring him to a finish without him having to move. While my old master concentrated on purging me of the silly notions, I used to have of maleness by aggressively filling me with his seed and explaining the difference between me and a man. Mr Jenkins is teaching me to please a man. My new master has already used me and said I had greatly improved. I glowed with pride when he said that.

     The shooting weekend went well as you know. I managed to sneak a peek at you through the upstairs banisters. You were holding Sir Charles's arm and I could almost feel your admiration for him as he led you into the ball room on the Saturday night. He looked so strong and handsome in his regimental uniform and your gown was so beautiful. I just wished it had been me that had dressed you for him. On the Sunday afternoon I had to give the beaters their incentive to show up early for the next shoot. Mr Granger was very nice and laid a blanket out in one of the stables to keep my uniform clean. He also put down a jug of water and glass for me. He led the first villager in. I was not quite prepared for the smell. Tramping around in the woods all day has its side effects. I must say that none of the villagers were as large and virile as the men on the estate. The larger ones did take a bit more work but I was happy to receive the reward. One fellow finished before I got him out of his pants and a couple were so small I wondered if perhaps like me they had been misled about their true sex. Mr Granger stopped it at ten and told the rest of the lineup it was only the earliest ten that received my favours. Mr Granger said I did very well and there would be no shortage of beaters for the next shoot.


     So, after feeling like I was making progress and I would be ready when you asked me to come back to the Manor and be your maid, I lose control of my sensibilities and embarrassed my Mistress. Mr Wilcox wants to see me first thing in the morning. If you do find some kind words for me, I hope they find me still here after the meeting.

You're ever loving but ashamed and embarrassed husband,

John

(Written by Tulips Love you lots.)

Tuesday, October 8, 2024

Tuesday Tulips Short Story: Tulip Gets Some Job Satisfaction

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.

Thursday, September 26, 2024

*Sissy Anatomy Diagram

Found this online, I'm reminded of the pamphlet in the story, "The Sissy Bride: What to Expect on your Wedding Night."






(video from Kelli Smith: https://x.com/cd_kelli)

"Turned" Thursday