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An interesting experiment about unwanted touching revealed not only that women, specifically, Brazilian women are touched many times when entering a nightclub in a thigh-waist-breast-hugging dress, but also where, how deeply, how often.
Here is a heat-map version of the groping – spots on the dress steadily light up in the areas where the women are being grabbed.
Should be part of a feminization regime…
A sissy sent in his favorite photo of a 70’s housewife in her half slip and bra… Alexa played out a fantasy of dressing up like the housewife next door, and then, in the half-slip, panties and bra of the housewife next door. Just imagine being able to dress up like her, all over again, and feeling very feminine and very submissive….
Mistress Alexa loves to talk to sissies about their housewife fantasies. Call 888-411-1230 for a session.
“I wasn’t cross-dressing as much as doing a kind of cross-shopping…“ https://t.co/R2qVDa6VNK
— Mistress Alexa (@MistressAlexa) November 7, 2018
Interesting idea for my sissies: do the NY Times thing and shop at women’s departments, or big Ladies departments for all your clothes! Especially for the smallish and shortish sissies – what a temptation. Instead of putting on those pretty panties underneath the clunky male stuff. Forget the male stuff! Get a pretty blouse instead of a shirt, get a designer blazer for “Healthy women” (this used to be called Plus Size but thanks to a mouthy “comedienne” plus is no longer pc)…
Curlers and Hairspray & Bridget Bardot…. Yes you can make your hair look like a 1950s sex kitten with long blonde pouffy hair that just slightly covers the eyes and just cradles the face. And of course you can tell that the back of the hair has been teased and teased and teased with lots and lots of hairspray.
This youtube video with Sam McKnight teaches you how. https://youtu.be/jt3mevqJ_fQ
“… You could almost take a cardboard cutout of this hair and know instinctively that it’s Brigitte Bardot’s,” says Sam. “The important elements of this look are 1) the way it falls on to the face, and 2) the height.”
Try it for your Halloween party. . .
WEAR HER MAKEUP (PILLAR OF THE COMMUNITY by Janine)
I’d noticed a guy at the sex club’s bar – and I was feeling Ohhhh so
hot. He was smiling and shamelessly taking in my careful makeup,
my shimmery and strappy little halter dress, my thigh-highs and my
impossibly tall, cum-f***-me heels. We smiled at each other and,
predictably enough, he send over a drink and we started talking.
At one point, after he’d been talking to me for about five minutes, I kidded him that he’d spent the entire time looking at my cleavage– and I reminded him there were even more surprises under my dress. He smiled, took my hand, and placed it on his pants letting me know he already knew about it. I laughed and grabbed him by the
back of the head and gave him a breath-taking French kiss and as I ground my torso into his, pushing my groin and my breasts against his body, I could feel him stiffening.
After what seemed like forever in this groping embrace he suggested we retire to a corner to do, well, what it is you do in dark corners of sex clubs. Within minutes he had undone the dress’s halter top and my panties were down near my knees – and as I fondled his cock, he ran his fingertips along mine. He told me he’d fantasized about doing a tranny gurl since – forever -and now, he was finally about to do it.
He was deliciously slow – both in offering as much foreplay as
anyone can expect at a sex club and in achieving his own orgasm.
When it was clear he was about to cum in my mouth, he was so
wonderfully sweet and asked if I wanted him to pull out and squirt
elsewhere. I mumbled no and he beamed back at me with a
thoroughly satisfied look on his face after he’d cum and as I looked
up at him and lovingly sucked clean his cock and balls.
And that’s when he invited me to his house. We drove across the
bridge to Berkeley and I remember thinking he was familiar (and I
was really hoping he and I hadn’t done this before and I’d simply
forgotten his name!) We got to his place – a huge mcmansion of a
place so high in the East Bay hills you had a view of an amazing
stretch of San Francisco Bay. It was too late to see much, of course,
but the beauty of the lights and the dark outlines of the hills in Marin
Country was simply gorgeous.
He opened the front door, disarmed the security system, and turned
to me and said “and you, my darling little pussy gurl, can be my little
wife this evening!”
darling, it may be small its going inside of you !!!
He took me by the hand to the bathroom in the master bedroom. On
the counter were, obviously, his wifes toiletries – perfume, makeup,
combs and curlers.
I was more than a little surprised. Guys usually don’t treat their
married status so casually …
He said “I’d like you to wear her makeup.”
So that was the game! I was to become this very sexy man’s
mistress while wearing his wife’s makeup. I was to wear her makeup,
her fingernail- and toe- polish, her earrings and a pair of her panties
and both suck him off and take away his male virginity in their
bedroom – in their bed.
As the evening wore on I learned his wife was a very successful
lawyer who travelled extensively. And that she was sexually
disinterested, and, of course, that she had no idea her darling
husband had this particular kink.
I also learned why he seemed familiar. The man I had just heard
screaming as he was penetrated for the first time in his life was, truly,
a pillar of East Bay respectability. Wealthy. Widely admired for his
philanthropy. And, always, the very image of a devoted husband.
I learned that he wanted to do ‘this’ again – that he wanted to have
copies of some of his wife’s clothing made so I could wear ‘her’
During this last year he has escorted me several times to a fabulously
queer-friendly – and discrete — seamstress in San Francisco. Each
time I leave her apartment carrying an armload of outfits that are
perfect copies – well, maybe a little sluttier — of his trophy-wife’s size-
And on those evenings, our playing is always the same.
We go back to his house and I do my wifely transformation. And each
time it’s a different room where he pretends to ‘discover’ my little
secret, where he pretends his wife does things he’s only dreamt of for
years. Each visit is a time when he pretends to discover a new kink.
Our evening in his kitchen was the night he discovered he likes to
wear nipple clamps. Our visit to the sunporch was an opportunity
to react as though he was being date-raped, the living room, an
exploration of seeing just how excited he got as I ‘forced’ him to wear
a pair of adhesive breast forms.
The only other constant in all these visits is that I leave his house
before dawn. His bedside alarm rings at 4 a.m., we shower together
and I climb back into whatever sexy little outfit I’d met him at the
door with the night before. There’s always one last sucking off in the
house foyer and … that’s it til the next time he gives me a call.
Read our Sissy Beauty Salon story on houseboys.net
Your first session at the Sissy Beauty Salon will be an occasion you will never forget. As a sissy in training you will have submitted to many hours of rigorous instruction at the hands of your Mistress and you will certainly be required to show off all your feminine skills before the appointment is made.
For sissies who love curlers, hair spray, sissy salon gowns, sissy beauty salon chairs with special attachments, makeovers that are also transformations, and more, call 866-57-SISSY for a session!
Feminization Honeymoon – what an idea!
Isn’t it inevitable that the airline would lose your suitcase? It is your second honeymoon, and your wife, who always gets exactly what she wants, is perfectly happy surveying the hotel … while you sit and wait for your underwear to dry… and wait… and wait. So there in your hotel room your graceful wife offers you her panties… just until the luggage shows up…. just a temporary thing.
But of course, wearing her panties shows you how pleasurable it is to wear sensuous silky feminine panties. And later, when your wife rubs you through them, and keeps them on when you go to bed….. the experience imprints itself on your memory and your libido….
HIS FIRST BRA – Another Sissy Story
Jamie’s mother knows he’s not like other boys. He should wear softer clothes, pastel colors and makeup — just like her. Wouldn’t it be nice if she and Jamie shared those special experiences only mothers and daughters can share? Trying on dresses together! Learning about those secret inside places … finding the prettiest panties, and of course, fitting into one’s first bra!