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I am a 59 year old closet crossdresser and will be marrying a 66 year old woman who is very LIBERAL. We have discussed our fantasies; she has given thought in the past to a possible lesbian encounter, but not after we're married. I've told her of my crossdressing desires, and we've decided on a comprimise; that I can be her 'lesbian lover' and her 'sissy bitch'. I am thrilled! I told her of my fetish for seamed nylons and platform stilleto high heels, while wearing a girdle or corset. She wants to take me out to buy feminine clothing, but not before she buys me a girdle and full-fashioned nylons. She wants me to wear them under a tight pair of slacks so that the girdle garter tabs 'bumps'show thru. It will be my responsibility to try and hide this from other shoppers at the mall. She is going to take me into a self serve shoe store to try on and purchase high heels. When I take off my own shoes my re-enforced nylons will be visible so I'll have to be careful. It is my idea to wear a teen training bra under my shirt. They have no cups that stick out, but I need to be careful not to walk in a way that will make the rear bra elastic show thru my shirt. Oops! I want her to shove a remote controlled butt plug up my ass before we shop so I can walk around 'turned on'. We have agreed that I will get a short sissy party dress thru the mail so I can wear it to a crossdressing club where my wife can show me off. Maybe she'll let me meet another sissy and we can both 'get off' before my wife and I return home when I'll expect her to put on a strap on dildo and fuck my ass hard while I have my seamed nylon clad legs high in the air and spread wide open.
i want to suck cock in black stockins, heels and corset while being fucked hard in my ass and have cum all over my ass and face!
my famtasy is to be forever x- dressed
I would love a dominant transvestite to dress meup as her french maid in rubber so that i may serve her as alesbianlover
I was about to gradate from college and was invited by my room-mate to go for a month to his Uncle estate in Hong Kong, having no family of my own, I said yes to him. I am of a slight build, more feminine in nature that that of a male- but very much in shape from extreme work on my buns, thighs and abs. My room-mate is of Korean origin and on the tall side for an oriental- real nice guy who I had seen over the four years together take more than an eyeful of interest in my when I come out of the shower-but never really gave it much thought. It was gong to be a very long plane flight on his Uncle's private plane so it was suggested that we sleep in the cabins aboard the plane- There were two KNOCKOUT stewardess'who served us and took care of everything we needed to make us comfortable-- they too, seemed to take more than a little extra interest in me. Because it was noisy on the plane- one of thestewardess; suggested that I put on earphones while I slept- at first the music was very soothing and than I began to hear very subtle suggestions in the background regarding the feminine side of all men- I fell asleep and was awoke with a VERY strong desire to take a bath- The stewardess prepared my bath and watched with MUCH interest as I slipped into the VERY warm bath water- it appeared that she was going to stay in the bath cabin while I soaked to make sure nothing went wrong- again, I slipped off into a doze and was rudely awakened by a sudden prick at the side of my neck- looking up at her, I began to get VERY disoriented and became almost like a dazed doll- She again put the headphones on me and while I was now listening to a soft women's voice, she began to lather my body with cream- the feeling of her fingers on my body sent electric chills of arousal throughout my body- but I had ne control over myself as she began to shave my entire body except for a little tuff above my penis- she than proceeded to work on my eye brows, plucking them into small slim arches above my hazel eyes- at this point, she used an electric razor on my hair giving me a buzz haircut that when she ran her fingers over my scalp gave me an incredible erotic thrill. I dozed off again with the earphones on and when I awoke again, found myself laying back in my cabin dried, powdered and in a cream and pink lace top camisole and ruffled panty set under a sheer lace negligee. Looking up at the mirrors on the ceiling, I was taken aback by the vision of a person with short hair, plucked eyebrows, pierced ears in lingerie answering to the name of Jamie which was not my name-- told that Jamie was my name from now on- I could not help but feel that I kind of liked the new me-- bringing out the feminine side that I had so lond surpressed inside of me-- Told that we would land soon, the stewardess dressed me in the panties and camisole but had me put on a matching garter and VERY sheer hose- she then put a pair of very sheer(she thru)linen slacks on me with a pair of 3 inch heels- As wqe landed, she added a fnal touch of sofe pink lipstick to me. Since I was since very much a zombie, I was helped off of the plane and walked through a very crowded airport as many people looked me over- I was still a man but very much looked like a woman- We arrived at his Uncles home- which was unbelieveable in size and beauty- As I was introduced to him, he came over and as he said hello, caressed my bottom and made a comment to his nephew about how perfect I was going to be for him. Two men came in to the room with a kit of some sort and as they took my arms, they procedded to lay me down on a table, first on my stomach, lowered my pants and panties and gave me a tatoo that I found out later was a small dragon on my left ass cheek, just below where a bikini panty line would be. They then turned me over and put another one of a small rose bud just above and to the left of my little tuff, again below where a bikini line would be. I was taken up to my room(which was VERY feminine in design. I was then undressed and redressed in a sort of grily frilly bavarian maid's uniform- with lots of lace trim and ruffles as well as a ruffled mini petticoat.I was put in matching bra, ruffled panty and hose set- that along with the new highheels- made me look like the sissiest thing in the world-- but I must say that I really enjoyed the way that I felt- so soft, sissy and feminine since the drugs were still active in my body. Before I was taken back downstairs, I was give another shot in the neck , followed by one in my rear I was still in a daze as the Uncle sat me down with his nephew and told me that I was now his property and would do his bidding sexually. Since the drugs were taking effect, he then told me how his nephew had owed him alot of money and that I WAS the repayment. He told me that he was gay and that I was to be his new white plaything and bedmate and that by the time his staff was through prepping me, I would be begging for him to take me sexually all the time- I was to be turned into a she-male and that he was not going to turn me into a complete women until I begged him to give me a vagina as well- and he said that I WOULD beg him at some point to become ALL women. I tiold hm it would b e cold day in hell before I did anything like that At this point, in front of all of his staff and some guests he had there, he said he would show me how far my subliminal training had come. He then sat down, undid the sash of his robe and opened his robe in front of me. HE WAS COMPLETELY NAKED UNDER THE ROBE and his penis was VERY erect. I looked at him staring at me, I looked at the size of his penis, I could not believe it was the same me that slowly and without any further prompting went to my knees in front of him, reached up with my lips and kissed and licked each of his nipples and then lowered my mouth onto his throbbing penis.As I worked my mouth on him, I could not help but here the giggles from all in the room as the new sissy began his new life
this is it without looking for a goddess like Vikki has i dream that before i reach age 35 a true master just happens to say hello in some public area and takes notice to my 6foot 4inch tall body thats in shape whos dreaming of someone who would have her type of intentions to just ask me out for a drink or lunch then afterwards make up some story like I"m really sorry seems I have a problem starting my car or just some lame reason to get me to take her to house so I agree and once there is when she starts asking me simple things just to kind of feel me out mind you she has no clue how I"react if I knew wath she was up to and slips somthing in my drink I pass out only to awake in restraints as she now is shaving every hair on my to be corrected self off and then I realize that even though this is wath I"ve been fantasizing about for years and it was now happening but SHE had no intention at any piont on asking me if I"d be willing to submit to her greatness the hole time she new as women that it would be no problem to get me there restrain me and then it sets in shes the one in charge now and me being just another man out there that she saw she liked and she took and then for the first time I really do feel hopeless like a little bitch and thats how I"d want to be taken but if it was some lame ass that never thought of this and never would have he"ll be the one that would be flipin out only for her to slap him and force him to give I"d be there hoping she could just keep me forever just thinking about it makes me want to put on my wifes clothes and fall to sleep in adress rubbing my ankles together to try and imagine how much i"d enjoy being taken and wonder wath I" be doing as her farvorite little bitch right now all dressed in wath I was told to were that day as I wait for master to come home and have my ass strapon reamed for an hour and finally she"s had enuogh of me for the moment and says did like that you little bitch and I say yes master thank you can I get your dinner for you now please or should I shut up and wait for master to tell her little greatful slave wath to do she says see thats why I"m keeping you forever because you learn Quickly to speek to me and true submission is forever that was your dream right I then say yes and I you found me thank oh thank you as i"m on all fours at her feet kissing her boots and wagging my ass in the air thy lived happly ever after she trained me to be hers.
Hong Kong con't-- After I had submitted my virgin mouth to his manhood, the two beautiful stewardess' from the plane than came into the room of men and took me by my arms and led me back to my room. I had swallowed most of what he had shot in my mouth and found to my surprise that I actually liked the taste. As one of the girls ran a warm/hot bath for me, the other one undressed me down to my panties and bra.She than told me that she and Maria were to be my memters for my transition to a she-male for aster Wong. She took my hand and placed it under her mini-skirt- I was drugged but not high enough not to notice the bulge that was in her crotch- With a wicked little smile, she began undressing as did Maria when she came back into the room- both "women" were now naked in front of me- knockout gourgeous except for the penis hanging in front of both of them- Each of them proceeded to begin caressing me, my nipples, upper inner thighs, buns until I was maoning with desire- As I was placed onto my hands and knees, Maria came in front of me as Tanya took to my rear- Maria told me through my daze to lick her sac and get her ready for my mouth- As I licked and sucked on her sac, I could feel my boy pussy being caressed by Tanya. I knew what was going to happen, did not want it to happen but yet was powerless to stop them once she got her penis in mouth- something in my brain took over and suck I did- loving ever minute of it but yet despising myself for this behavior- as I was going down on her, I could feel Tanya moving further between my legs and beginning to insert herself into my new pussy- I was so turned on by the drugs that I found myself pushing back at her to enter me faster-- once she was inside me and riding me, I hasd the strangest feeling that this was where I belonged and found myself completely giving into them, mentally throwing away the old me and taking on the new persona of Jamie-- The whole time they were using me, they kept telling me how pretty I was going to be and how much I was going to like my new body when the Master decided to give me it-- I began gagging on the penis as the reality- the REAL reality of what was going to happen began to sink in.It was about this time when they both exploded just about the same time into my two openings- cum was dripping down my chin and the feeling of being completely sated was wonderful- I was spent as were they(literally)- They than took me to my bath and as they carefully washed my body began telling me about the estate and how everone enjoyed being there, using the pool area, sunning, getting tans and all they were expected to do was to give up their bodies when told-- both of them loved it and they told me that the pay was so good they would never leave.They both were paid by Mr. Wong $75000.00 per year to do his bidding-- they said that once I was ready, I would earn more since I was to be his chamber maid and would be expected to sleep with him. Of course, they pointed out that this would not be until my hair grew back and the hormone shots began working and my breasts began developing, giving me about three months for them to continue to use me and break me in. There was also talk about the possibility of my testicles being taken off in order to domesticate me or tame me so to speak. I was still so out of it, it was like I was listening to them from outside my body-- but I did hear and realize EVERYTHING that they said. As they began to caress my nipples again, I reached over and began to stroke their penis' hard-with that look in my eyes letting them both know that I understood and that it was okay for them to continue my lessons.-- TO BE CONTINUED
wltm a woman who can dominate me and 'force' me to dress up and serve her.
I would love a sexy girl to Dress me up in lovely, cute sexy girlly outfit. i want her to call me Susy and Spank me real hard when i'm bad
my fantasy is that when i am at my mistresses house and i am working cleaning her house she takes me up to the dungeon and punishes me for being a naughty girl,
oh vikki i so want to live like you with a MISTRESS as cruel and careing as MISTRESS ELAINE. So here is my fantasy. i am kept as a maid slave by a lovley lady to whome i have given all my wealth and posessons. MISTRESS makes me change my name to hers and then marries me so that she keeps her name. Every male vestage of mine is disposed of and all my possessions which she does not want are sold. All my income is paid to her and i am allowed no money or posessions at all. The clothes i wear are hers but in my size of course.i am made to be her maid every single day and complete all the housework. i am also given school lessons for 3 hours every day ncluding Saturday and Sunday in a school room whilst wearing a complete girls school uniform. i am controled by means of regular severe corporal punishments for any error or fault both in the school room and when acting as maid. i am put into many different maids uniforms which must be kept imaculate at all times.MISTRESS has a rule book in which her house rules are written down.These i must learn by heart and i am verbally examined on these rules every week and i must be word perfect or PUNISHMENT. i have to pleasure MISTRESS sexually with oral sex and if i am not efficient then WHACK WHACK WHACK with the cane! i rise a 6am every morning and start work at 6 30 i go to bed when let off but not before 12 midnight. If mistress goes out then i am bound and gagged and left in either the cage or the cell in the cellar to contemplate my fate should anything happen to MISTRESS whilst she is away. My sexual organ is of course restrained with a steel tube and cuff locked on with a chain belt around my waist.i am never permitted to masturbate and all my visits to the toilet are supervised so that i can never even attempt to relieve myself sexually. i sleep with my hands handcuffed behind me and my ankles fettered the keys are kept on MISTRESS'S bedside table and i am only allowed to get them at 6am when i may knock on her door and enter if permitted when i can take the key and unlock my handcuffs, very difficult but manageable with practice and my fetters.This proceedure also enables MISTRESS to acertain that i am up ready to dress and start work at the appointed time. Sometimes it is difficult to wake MISTRESS so i have to keep knocking and this makes her angry right at the start of the day. i dare not enter unless given permission so this makes me late and i have to catch up. I am really on tenterhooks every morning shuffling along with my fetterd ankles hands handcuffed behind me in my pretty frilly nighty and then trying my best to get MISTRESS to wake up. Sometimes she does not respond and i am left in a quandry as to if to keep on knocking and risk a beating for making too much noise or a thrashing for not waking her. I have some times been so worried and upset that i have sunk to my knees outside her bedroom door sobbing my heart out not knowing what to do."Please MISTRESS, please please please, let me come in and unlock myself." i wail. No answer. MISTRESS loves this as it takes away all my confidence right at the start of the day and gives her a reason to give me another thrashing with her cane. Eventually she will come to the door. "Where have you been you lazy sissy slut" she shouts. "Take that you wreched girl i will teach you to be late up" WHACK WHACK WHACK she brings her cane down on me wherever she can get a good stroke in. " Get in there and unlock yourself then get cleaned up and dressed I will deal with you later" she shouts and storms off to the bathroom. i am for it now i know but i do as i am told as quickley as i can.. i hope you like the start of my day i will write more later.
maidjane here again! Now i have told about the start of my day well to go on. After getting myself unlocked from my handcuffs and ankle fetters i go to my bathroom where there is only cold water carbolic soap a scrubbing brush and a bucket sink and a galvanised bucket to do my business in and there i wash all over and do my wee wee in the bucket. This detestable bucket features large in my life as i shall reveal later. i now return to my plain room, only an iron bedstead with boards, no matress for me and no pillow, two prickly woolen blankets, a plain wardrobe for my uniform dresses, a chest of drawers for my undies and caps and aprons etc. a little bared window high up with no curtains bare boards no rug or carpet and a bare electric light bulb hanging from a flex in the celing and controled from a switch OUTSIDE! the room. The door to he room is arranged so that it locks when the door is closed and opens on a time control set at 6 am when the lock opens for 10 seconds and then locks again. This is to ensure i am up and ready to go out to my MISTRESS'S room to unlock my bonds at the appointed time. If i am not up well the door locks and i am held in the room untill MISTRESS comes to find out why i am not up and on duty!! My room is of course very very tidy and spotlessly clean, cleaned and polished by me every single day on pain of a sound caning for the slightest spec of dust or smear and MISTRESS can find dust in a sterile clean room in a laboratory. Most days i fail to satisfy her in this respect when she inspects my room. She looks in every draw, the wardrobe under the bed, on the the bed everything and finds fault everywhere. Anyway its into my morning uniform for me now. Black chemise, black corset tightly laced,black stockings held up with 6 suspenders, black directoire knickers,black underslip, a blue and white candy stripped dress with white starched collar and cuffs, a plain white pinafore starched and ironed by my to perfection. Starched so that it crackles as i move, and to complete my outfit a plain wnite starched cap tied on with a bow under my chin and a pair of black plain court shoes with 2" heels polished so thst i can see my face in them. I check myself in the mirror on the door of the wardrobe and after adjusting every thing to perfection then i hurry downstairs to begin my days servitude to my MISTRESS. More later.
A fond fantasy: My Mistress is fabulously gorgeous in an Australian fashion, an has taught, indoctrinated, and done a complete Makeover on me so that I too am a stunning looking specimen of womanhood, pass easily, with a great shape. My penis is intact, fully functional and 8 inches erect. I am multilingual and can speeak French, Spanish, English. I can get by in Italian and Portuguese. I have come to enjoy the reaction of women and men to my appearance. My mistress dresses me just stutty enough to be obvious, but not to be ridiculous. I particularly enjoy the green jealous looks of women and the lustful stares and attempts to catch my eye of men. I look at their crotches and thrill when I see them get hard over ME! Mistress enjoys a certain ritual, which I find hughly humiliating, yet very arousing. When we are at a cafe in Paris, South Beach, New York or elsewhere, when she overhears someone speaking French, Italina, Portuguese or Spanish, she begins her act. She says to me, "Felicia, I want you to ask in [languange] if [that couple, those girls, that man] can speak English." "Tell them your French/Italian/Spanish [whatever] is poor and your Mistress would like you to converse with them a little bit." I am well trained to flirt and have been required to study and emulate the best flirtation skills of Kylie Minogue, which I am proud to have mastered. As I open the conversation, I am sending my most seductive body language messages. Since I am beautiful the reaction is uually very welcome. Then, "Ask the nice people, Fellice, that your Mistress would like to know if they have sex slaves in their country." "Ask if they can see that you are my sex slave?" "Ask, do they know that you are a total cum slut and will do anything I say, whether you like it or not?" "Ask them to teach you the word or phrase for glory hole. If they don't know what they is, explain it." "Ask them please if they can direct us to any glory holes in the area where you can suck anonymous cock." "Tell them I would like them to know that I require you to suck cock at glory holes frequently because it increases your skills beyond that attainable when the man can see your face. Your face makes them come quickly, but when they cannot see if you are pretty or ugly all the stimuli is concentrated on your mouth and its skill alone." "Tell them that I love sex, but I prefer not to suck cock and have trained her well to do it for me and my lovers." "Tell them that you love sucking cock above just about everything in the world." "That hard anal sex is the only thing you like better." "Say to the charming couple, my Mistress enjoys ordering me to give pleasure to nice visitors like you." "Say Mistress would love for me to suck you/your man/any man you point out right now in the alley for your pleasure? I will be happy to comply. She will watch or not watch as you prefer." [Now we'll take a break to see how this board handles the paragrphs. If it loses the paragraph breaks, I'll have to break up this story]. Obviously, this fantasy must be adapted to women and the possibility of sucking, licking the women is offered, but cocksucking is better because so much more in demand. Let me have you comments, please. http://Feminize.me.uk
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I always dream of being pretty and feminine with another sister crossdresser. We could touch and feminize over each others pretty crinnies, panties and dresses.
vickki you are so lucky, i wish i was in your place
want to be diapered forced to be a sissy
Monday Morning I received my new romper suit. Their I was doing the housework locked up in my new Daisy uniform when the door bell rang. When I heard my Mistress shout answer that you Sissy.As you can imagine I was horrified at the thought I can't answer the door dressed like this. It was then when I saw my Mistress looking down from upstairs with scorn on her face and with that she shouted what are you waiting for. With that I answered the door my face went cherry red as my daisy dress is baby pink you all could imagine what it was like. I don't know who was the more embarressed the post woman or me. I signed for the parcel and hobbled back inside curtseyed to my Mistress and then opened the parcel.It was then when I realised my Mistress had bought me a romper suit it was bright pink to match my Daisy uniform. She said now doesn't that look gorgeous of course I agreed she then said you will be sleeping in that tonight you will look cute. She then unlocked my lower zip so I could go upstairs to put it away until that evening I then came back downstairs so she could lock me up again and I could carry on with my housework.The day went smoothly until about 6pmwhen she called me over. Ithought surely this isn't my bedtime already but sure enough this was her intention after I had made her some cheese on toast and a cup of tea.Once this was done and she had eaten and I had cleaned up she then unlocked my uniform top and bottom so I could get washed and shaved ready for inspection.When I reentered the bedroom she stood there with a nappy laid out on the cot which she promptly fitted to my waist I then had to put on these bright pink frilly rubber knickers to cover the nappy and stop any leaks. Then it was on with the romper suit it fitted a treat then I felt her lock it in place I then had to put on my bonnet,booties and mittens before getting into my cot. Once in my cot she fitted the restraining straps to my ankles,wrists and neck so I could not move she then pulled up the side and said goodnightbabykins then with that the light went out and there I was in the dark alone and unable to move.It seemed for ever more I lay there I had already wet my nappy but to no avail did she come back it was Wednesday when she finally came back in to release me. But that is another story. Love you Elaine and Vikky from your ever obedient slave carl
i love wedding gowns satin dresses as well i want to make some friends who like them as well
to serve Mistress with my mouth, tokiss & wash her panties, by her command sucking clitties and licking asses, cleaning her bathroom and be regurlarly spanked and whipped, and wear a chastity belt
Although there was some Scottish blood in my family, I had lived all my life in England. I was invited to a wedding of a distant relation and was told I should wear a kilt. My Aunt Moira offered to sort me out with what would be needed. I was a little apprehensive about wearing a “skirt”, but it was clear that it was expected. So a week before the wedding I found myself on a train to Scotland. It was a long journey. Sitting opposite me was an attractive young girl in a white blouse and a pastel blue miniskirt. I dozed off and awoke to see that she had also fallen asleep. She had slid forward in her seat and her legs were wide apart. She was wearing stockings and suspenders and her pink panties clung to her obviously shaven pubes. I had to go to the toilet to relieve the pressure in my throbbing prick. I must have disturbed her either leaving or returning, because upon my return she was seated demurely, with no visible hint of stocking-tops, let alone any glimpse of her knickers. My station arrived not long afterwards. The girl got off the train at the same station and met someone in a car as I waited for a taxi to go to Aunt Moira’s house. The vision of that wonderful display of silky panties stayed with me, however. I arrived at Aunt Moira’s house; “Hello, dear,” she welcomed me. “Follow me and I’ll show you to your room.” Although she was a generation older than me she was what could be described as well-preserved and I admired her trim waist and shapely bum as I followed it upstairs. On the bed was a kilt. “Why don’t you try this on straightaway?” she asked. “Then you’ll start to get used to it. Come on, get those trousers off!” Blushingly, I removed my trousers and fastened the kilt around my waist. It really felt like a skirt and I couldn’t help but think of the girl in the train. As I did not yet have a sporran, my erection was evident. I saw that she noticed and stammered an explanation, “It feels like I’m wearing a skirt.” “Nonsense,” she replied. “The kilt is a very manly garment.” She thought for a moment or two. “I know what we’ll do,” she said. “You can put some real girl’s clothes on for a time. Then you will appreciate how different the male Scottish dress is. Go and have a shower while I sort a few things out.” I felt hot and sweaty from the journey, so the offer of a shower was welcome. I went into the bathroom, stripped off, and stepped into the shower. The only available shower-gel was highly perfumed and I felt quite sensuous. There was a ladies razor to hand and on an impulse I shaved my armpits, my legs and went on to remove my pubic hair and shave the cheeks of my bottom. I had not noticed that anyone had entered the bathroom while I was in the shower, but I found that all my male clothes had disappeared. In their place was a white satin suspender-belt, some tan stockings, and a pair of shiny pink nylon panties with generous frills around the leg-holes. There was also a short pink nylon waist-slip with several layers of frills. I quickly dried myself then, with pounding heart and rapidly stiffening dick, I fastened the suspender-belt around my waist and carefully drew the stockings up my legs and fastened them to the suspenders. I stepped into the silky panties and drew them up my stockinged legs and then over my throbbing prick and smooth bum. They felt gorgeous as they caressed my hairless balls and gently supported my erection. When I pulled the slip up to my waist, I found that the frills made it stand out all round. This accentuated my waist, but perhaps more importantly, disguised the fact that I had a huge stiffie in my knickers. “Are you ready, dear?” called Aunt Moira. I opened the bathroom door and she led me across into a bedroom. With each step I was conscious of my suspenders tugging at my taut stocking-tops. I could scarcely feel that I was wearing a slip and had to glance down to re-assure myself that the enormous bulge in my panties was not visible. “Sit down, dear,” she said, “and put your hands behind your head with your elbows well back.” In this position, with my chest thrust forward, she used a cotton-wool pad to clean around my nipples with some sort of spirit. She applied some special adhesive to a pair of falsie silicone boobs and attached them to my chest. Then she quickly put me into a bra and fastened it behind my back. Telling me to stand up and put my arms down, she adjusted the straps to support my new bouncy (and surprisingly heavy) boobs. Sitting me down again she put curlers into my hair. While they were in position she applied make-up – lipstick, eye-shadow and blusher. Then she helped me into a white blouse (I struggled a bit with the buttons being on the “wrong” side). I stepped into a pastel blue flared miniskirt and she told me to breathe in as she fastened the back button and drew up the zip at the back. Sitting down again, I put my feet into some high-heeled shoes and then she removed the curlers and brushed my hair into shape. Then she sprayed me with perfume, “Chanel No. 5,” she explained. “It always makes the boys randy! Now, come and have a look at yourself.” I stood up, feeling a little unsteady on my unaccustomed high heels, but conscious that they had changed the shape of my legs and made my bum stick out. I could hardly believe my eyes at the sight of my reflection. I saw a pretty girl with a white blouse clinging to generous tits and a very short pastel blue skirt above long shapely legs. Could this be the girl I had seen in the train? Although I knew she had been wearing pink knickers like mine, I knew she had not had an erection inside them when I saw them – and I knew that I did now! “Well, you are a pretty girl,” said Aunt Moira, “not in the least manly. You’ll have to decide whether you prefer to go to the wedding in a kilt or in a skirt and knickers!” she giggled. She led me down stairs. I went down very slowly in my high heels, so she arrived at the bottom well before me. She looked up at me and smiled. I had the feeling that she could see right up my skirt and knew that if she could, she would see the shape of my erection inside my silky knickers. At this erotic thought I felt a tingle at the base of my balls and a sexy shiver ran up my spine. “I have to go out for a wee while,” she said. “I won’t be long. You can sit in the lounge and have a drink. I’ll get you a special girly drink, all right?” I sat on the settee, remembering to smooth my skirt under my bum as I sat down. Aunt Moira returned to give me my drink and then went out. I sipped the drink. It felt quite strong and made me feel tremendously horny. I leaned back on the cushions and allowed my hand to slide up the inside of my leg, feeling the shiny stocking-top and then my hairless thigh. Continuing upwards I touched my balls encased in silky nylon. Suddenly a girl entered the room. I recognised her as the girl from the train and she was wearing the same clothes. In fact she was wearing the same clothes as I was, and I suddenly realised that as I had my hand up my skirt, she could see as much of my knickers as I had seen of hers on the train! “Ooh, what a big clitoris,” she laughed. “I don’t think my knickers looked quite like that when you were staring at them on the train, did they?” I shook my head, unable to speak. “Well, maybe they do now,” she said, lifting up her skirt. I was amazed to see the unmistakeable shape of a huge dick in her panties. “It’s a double dildo,” she explained. “Your Aunt Moira is showing you what it’s like to be a girl. Girls have tits, they wear bras and knickers, they put on suspenders and stockings because they make boys randy, and another thing they do is suck cocks, so I want you to learn how to give a blow job.” She pulled her knickers down and sat on the settee with her bum on the edge of the cushion, taking me by the hand to kneel in front of her. I was very aware of the weight of my tits and the grip of bra-straps and suspenders, of taut stockings and the absence of trousers. I took the enormous knob-end into my mouth. It felt warm and tasted salty. My tongue explored the little hole in the end, then her hands gently pushed my head lower to put more of her dick into my mouth. I rapidly learned the technique of using my mouth and tongue on her throbbing cock until her warm spunk shot into my mouth and I gratefully drank it down, continuing to milk her dick as her erection subsided. I looked up to see another girl in the room. Once again it seemed to be the girl from the train. She was squatting down with a video camera, obviously having recorded my initiation as a cock-sucking girly. Once again I saw her silky satin panties clinging to the outline of her clean-shaven pubes, and her creamy thighs between knickers and dark stocking-tops. “I see you have met my twin sister Bobbie,” she said. “Obviously we are not identical twins, abut she always wanted to be a girl like me! So we always dress the same and we thought you would like to wear the same things too. Now you have seen up my skirt, so I would like to look up yours.” I got to my feet and raised the hem of my skirt and petticoat up above my waist. She remained in the squatting position, so that I could see as much of her knickers as I supposed she could see of mine. She let the camera pan up from my high heels, up my shapely stockinged legs and zoomed in onto my panties. I knew that my prick was rock-hard in those dainty feminine knickers. “Now be honest,” she said. “You don’t really want to wear a kilt, do you? You would rather be a boy in knickers and a skirt, a boy with big tits and a bra, a boy in stockings and high heels, a boy wearing lipstick, with his hair styled. A boy who likes being a girl. Wouldn’t you be pleased if a boy in a kilt got horny at the sight of your pretty legs in a short skirt, maybe he would get a glimpse of your pretty knickers…. You could feel up his kilt and check that he wasn’t wearing any underpants; you could fondle his balls and suck his cock. You could leave a trace of your lipstick on his cock.
I would like to serve a mistress as a sissy panty maid. I would wear a frilly pink maids uniform with lots of floaty petticoats and matching knickers and white stockings with pink bows on the front. To finish the uniform off I would wear pink 3" heeled shoes and a pink frilly bonnet. Every morning it would be my job to set out Mistresses clothes and under garments. They would be set out nice and neatly awaiting Mistresses inspection. Once she has passed them I am to remove her nightwear carefully folding each item and laying them on her pillow. Ithen wait at attention while she goes to the bathroom. When Mistress comes out it is then my job to dress her. Istart with her bra or basque depending on what has been chosen making sure Mistress is comfortably fitted. I then pull on her stckings making sure the seam is staight and that the stockings are smooth, I can't resist strocking Mistress through the fine material. When they are straight the stockings are clipped into the susspenders. I then take the panties and hold them open so that Mistress can step into them and I slowly pull them up her legs and into place making sure that no edges are turned over. I then get on my knees while Mistress inspects herself in the mirror. If she is satisfied she will stand infront of me and I am allowed to kiss the front of her panties. Mistress then turns round and I am allowed to kiss the back of them as my reward. If Mistress is not satisfied I am told to lay on the floor face up. Mistress then punishes me by smoothering my face in her panties both front and back, its hard to breathe but the intoxicating smell gets me really excited. I sometimes mess up deliberatly so that Mistress will punish me.Once the punishment is over I have to put right any misstakes and continue dressing my Mistress. Once done I look forward to my Mistresses next change of clothes and knowing I will get the chance to touch my Mistresses body again and possibly be punished again love Jeannette.
My Girlie fantasty would consist of,my oldest sister finding out that I have been wearing her bras and panties,and have been using her tampons and pads for my personel enjoyment.She would then have me escort her to her next GYNO examination(where she would have let the staff know that this would be her NEW sisters very first examination,meaning myself).She would have me dressed in a sexy little chiffon pink dress,with my NEW pink trianing bra and lacy pink panties,with of course a KOTEX pad,and one of her Teen slim fit tampons,in my New young woman vagina.My oldest sister has also instructed the staff to educate me on the proper use of ALL feminine hygeine products,including tampons,pads and both disposable douches and douche bags,along with all birth control products and procedures.I would have to submit to a COMPLETE first time examination,including first of my ESTROGEN injections and ESTROGEN suppositories.
My Girlie fantasty would consist of,my oldest sister finding out that I have been wearing her bras and panties,and have been using her tampons and pads for my personel enjoyment.She would then have me escort her to her next GYNO examination(where she would have let the staff know that this would be her NEW sisters very first examination,meaning myself).She would have me dressed in a sexy little chiffon pink dress,with my NEW pink trianing bra and lacy pink panties,with of course a KOTEX pad,and one of her Teen slim fit tampons,in my New young woman vagina.My oldest sister has also instructed the staff to educate me on the proper use of ALL feminine hygeine products,including tampons,pads and both disposable douches and douche bags,along with all birth control products and procedures.I would have to submit to a COMPLETE first time examination,including first of my ESTROGEN injections and ESTROGEN suppositories.
I become 1 inch tall somehow. You drop me into your pantyhose. I beg you to let me out. You refuse. This happens everyday. I beg. You laugh at me. What would you say to me?
Femininely dress in frilly lace & satiny lingerie,miss tv.kathleena frenh submissive maid!
Please I'm so shy little tv slutty, wanting to feel so feminine! Let me try on all of you lingerie you have on this very moment, oh please Ms.Vikki.....I truelly crave your beautiful womenly body so deeply sexy in every way! Oh please contact me as soon as possible, Kathleena!
I always wanted to be feminized by a powerful mistress... Forced to be her throne, forced to lick her pussy and ass. then she will me push me down beneath her feet and order her to lick her heels. then she will tremble on my face and my cork. she will chasitify me and dress me into a sissy maid in a pantyhose. she will then bend me over and fuck me with her strap on... I become her little sissy and tool to relieve her desire...
i want to come home from school and my mom asked to speak with me open. she tells me she has always wanted a daughter and if i really loved her, i would let her dress me up sexy and i would become her dsughter. mom would dress me up in lacey panties,garterbelt and sheer stockings. and a matching bra, and sheer babydoll. makeup and make me act like a whore,,walk around and shake my ass and walk around the room like a woman
My deepest wish is to be made to wear female clothes made of pvc or rubber, be forced to do whatever the lady requires me to that has dressed me. Even if it ment going out. Oh this would be a dream come true. pvcdee@hotmail.com
I only have one small wish/fantasy To be Viki She lives the dream
i wanna feel your balls slaping against mine as im fucking your shemale pussy sexy
who ever wrote the story about the kilt is great please write moe J__reynolds@hotmail.com
[especially for J Reynolds] I didn’t believe in witches, but I do now! I was at a party in, of all places, Eastwich. I found myself in a room with a group of girls, having been invited to join a game of strip poker. At first I did rather well and only lost my shoes by the time that I was surrounded by girls in their underwear; only one had a skirt on, all the rest were down to bra, panties, suspender-belts and stockings. Then the game went against me completely and the girls won everything until I only had my underpants on. One of the girls suggested a special stake. “Either way you get dressed again. If you win, you put your clothes back on, if you lose you dress in some of our clothes.” This sounded fun, so I agreed. I duly won the next game. “OK, that’s it,” said the busty blonde in the white undies. “You can get dressed again now… unless you’d like to up the stakes a little?” I asked what she had in mind. “We’ll play best of three. In the first two games we’ll play as before – the loser has to take off an item of clothing. This time if you win the best of three, we help you to put your clothes back on, but if we win we decide what you’ll wear.” As I was reluctant to just get dressed and walk away from these sexily attired females, I agreed. We had some more drinks and started to play. I lost the first game and had to remove my underpants. This drew admiring glances and smiles from the girls and I could not help myself as my cock slowly drew itself up to attention. “I can see that if you win the next two games we will have to think about changing the stakes again!” laughed the redhead in the stunning green underwear and black stockings, giving out another round of drinks. I won the next game and the last remaining skirt duly fell to the ground revealing old-fashioned high-waisted pink satin knickers and the unmistakeable outline of an erect cock inside them. “Snap,” cried two of the girls at once, laughing out loud, but rapidly dealing the next hand. I soon lost the game and was quickly taken to an adjoining bathroom. I felt the last drink taking effect and could only comply as I was told to put my hands on the shower curtain-rail and spread my legs. Cream was spread all over my legs and arse and genitals, over my chest and arms and under my arms. I was given a blue tablet to swallow and told to stand still for what seemed like ages. Then I was helped to stand in the bath while two girls, still in their underwear, but wearing high heels, used the shower-head to wash my head-hair, then wash away all my body hair. A combination of the sight of the shapely girls in their undies, the Viagra they had given me, and the bizarre situation that I found myself in, brought my cock once again to attention. Of course, the fact that they used their fingers to assist in the hair removal might have also been a factor! They helped me step out of the bath and dried me with a large soft towel. In no time they had glued large silicone breast forms on my chest and supported the not inconsiderable weight in a white bra. A white suspender-belt was fastened around my waist, then one girl supported me as the other guided my legs into seamed black stockings and fastened them to the eight suspenders. I stepped into frilly white knickers that had elasticated legs and a pretty bow at the waist. They completely covered the cheeks of my arse and gently supported my throbbing dick. I realised that my knickers matched the pink ones I had seen earlier and began to realise that I was in the hands of a group of, well, witches! My feet were put into shoes with 3” heels. Although I was not used to wearing such shoes I realised that they were a perfect fit – was this through planning or magic? I was told to shave my face and as I stood in these sensuous heels I was aware that they were changing the shape of my legs and bum. I then sat on a plastic stool, flinching slightly as the cold surface contacted the bare and hairless flesh between my knickers and my stockings. My hair was trimmed and styled, then my face was made up. All this transformation was done expertly and rapidly in probably less than an hour. Despite (or because of?) the situation in which I found myself, my rock-hard erection never subsided. I was drenched with an exotic perfume, then helped into a cream silk blouse and pleated navy skirt. I struggled a little to fasten the buttons on the blouse (on the “wrong” side), but it clung to my wobbly bosom – again, a perfect fit. I realised that my bra had nipple forms built in – their outline was clearly apparent through the silky fabric. Within a few moments I was playing strip poker again, myself and two real girls (or witches?) and a boy. I was not really surprised that exactly the same process took place, with him losing his underpants just before I let my skirt drop to the floor, revealing the tent-pole in my knickers. He was led away for treatment while I put my blouse and skirt back on and I saw that his male clothes were put in a bin bag and taken away. I was sent back downstairs to join the rest of the party. There only seemed to be girls there, until I noticed that some skirts were not hanging as they should. Were all these girls really boys? There was a voice in my ear, “You’ve seen my knickers, can I see yours?” I turned to find my erstwhile poker-playing colleague.
To be forced en femme and to serve a beautiful black mistress.
My ex-wife Sahra caught me four and a half years and told her cousin Laurie. I was dressed in her hugely-stuffed purple bra, red garters, fishnet stockings, five-inch black suede heels, blonde wig, red lipstick, red nail polish, perfume, shaved legs and "clitty" crotch, and satin pink panties. I was watching gay pornos and was playing with my peenie-clitty. When she walked in on me, I squirted all over her favorite lingerie. She was mad! I know she enjoyed embarrassing me, though, because she always wanted to humiliate me...especially make me watch her fuck other men. And she used to tie me up and rape me while telling me she had just fucked them. I've fantasized about she and her cousin whipping me - especially while I was feminized by them and getting my peenie sucked by one of their male gay friends. So I just called her to ask Laurie if I could pay them to do that to me and be their maid.. They said yes - for $100 an hour - and ordered me to come over to Laurie's apartment immediately or else. So I did..wih a stiff peenie in my panties. When I knocked on Laurie's door, Laurie opened it and yelled, "Strip sissy!" And I did. "Faster!" Sahra yelled, whip in hand. The $500! I gave her the cash. "No erection or we'll take you for a walk with no panties!!!" I got stiff immediately!!! "Put these on!" She handed me lingerie. I got dressed while my peenie stuck straight up in the air. "Bad girl" as Laurie grabbed my penis. Knock, knock!! Answer the door Peenie!!! I did... I got so excited that I squirted!!! There were a bunch of women dressed in dominatrix outfits! They all started yelling at me that I needed to be punished for messing up my bra and the floor and some of their boots with my sissy cum. That made be rock hard again. Then they said I needed to be gang-banged fucked after my ass was bruised and swollen. Laurie said, "Would you like that sissy?" I said "Yes, Mistress." So they all took off their bras and panties while they beat me. Then ten of their slaves showed up and the girls made me suck them while they filled my pussy asshole with gallons of cum that dribbled down my nylons. Then they took me outside and walked me around the block with a peenie leash - I squirted three times while the passersby laughed. I became their maid for the rest of evening, serving them drinks with my peenie bobbing around. The boys continued to make me suck them then fucked me again. The girls ate each other out while they watched...cumming a zillion times when a penis squirted in my mouth or in my pussy. I loved it.
My sissy friend Dawn's-Sissy-Allie is coming over to my sissy apartment. I'm putting on my ex-wife's favorite super-stuffed purple bra and pink satin crotchless - so my stiff clitty-peenie can stick out - panties for her. Allie likes to lick my clitty balls and suck my clitty peenie. I want him to whip me and and put his peenie in my mouth and order me to suck it and make it big and hard to fuck me tonight - I LOVE being humiliated that way, He likes to wear a bra a panties, too. We both like to wear bright red lipstick so it rubs off on our clitties when we suck them. I wish his girlfriend Dawn was here to watch and masturbate while we act like complete sissies for her. Maybe I'll take pictures tonight. I get so stiff thinking about sucking Allie's big peenie. Maybe he'll cum down my throat before he fucks my pussy asshole. I hope so. I'd LOVE that humiliation. I wish my ex-wife Sahra and her cousin Laurie could watch us tonight and whip us for being so naughty. I hope they read this. Maybe I'll really humiliate my sissy self and e-mail this to them tonight!!! And my previous sissy story (see Peenie Maid above)!!!!!!
