My wife will likely never see this blog. That's fine because she knows most of my inner desires. I started it mainly to get some of my thoughts out there, repost some old stories from other sites which had disappeared, and to get feedback. The last has been lacking, the first two not as much.
My wife has gone for a few days, but before she left, she told me that she left a bottle of nail polish (purple) in my medicine cabinet, that she wanted me to wear while she was gone, and for me to think of her while wearing it. That was very sweet of her.
A couple days before, we were playing the Wii, and she commented how she couldn't play the game as well because "something keeps getting in the way" - her chest. Then she said "you should see how it feels when we're gone". I said something, to which she told me that I heard her, and to try it (wearing the breast forms while playing the game). I was excited at that thought and I'll be doing that tomorrow or soon, but that's not the point of my post.
I know she isn't overly thrilled that I like breast forms. And before she dated me, she wouldn't have put "crossdresser" on the list of things she was looking for in a guy. She also isn't very dominant. That's at odds with some of the things I enjoy.
But we work together, give and take. She knows that I'll do things (solo) when she's not around, and is OK with that. She does things to make me happy / turn me on even when they're not things she'd necessarily enjoy. I reciprocate, of course, but it's good to have such a special woman.
I'm fortunate that I don't want to be a 24/7 female or have bisexual or polygamous desires. Either of those two would be a killer with my wife.
We get along quite well in non-sexual ways as well. There are a lot of people who have great sex, but can't stand each other outside the bedroom. If you're in a solid marriage/relationship, please appreciate what you have, even if she won't always be fulfilling your wildest dominating fantasies.
I guess what I'm saying is, I'm really lucky to be married to my wonderful wife.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
What happened?
I had a feeling someone would ask that!
Do you remember the breast forms I attached? Well, I do. The next morning, I went to take them off, and found that there was some discoloration on my chest where the forms were. I don't know whether it was from the attaching of the forms or the pressure from them or some type of blood under the surface, but that was the first time I had ever experienced anything like that. I've never attached that large a form before, but I stopped at that point. I'm better now.
I'm trying to periodically post information, stories, tasks and more which either were on the Internet but not anymore, or are hard to find. Here's one: this was from the sissystation mistress. Most people know of sissystation, but this was a task which never appeared on the main site. If anyone has done it or wants to, please let me know!
(Here's the sissystation mistress' task):
YOUR TASK
Do you admire long nails? Do you yearn for your own set of
immaculately manicured talons? Do you like the current fashion for
French manicures? Then this task will have you wetting your panties,
sissy.
You are to go to a beauty store and buy a set of glue-on nails,
finished in a french manicure. There may be a choice of designs - go
for a simple French or American manicure that looks like a
fingernail, not fancy patterns which just look cheap. There may be a
choice of length and shape. 'Active' and 'short' are quite short
(for a woman; still long for a man), 'natural' and 'glamour' are
longer. 'Oval', 'square', natural and 'squoval' are fairly obvious
to any dedicated sissy, I hope. Whichever you choose, they will feel
impossibly long, so I'm not going to insist you buy glamour or
natural length, although I'm sure some of you will. Do NOT buy stick
on nails, even if they state they are 'pre-glued'; these are rubbish
and will fall off within hours.
As you go to the checkout, imagine what the assistant will think of
your purchase. You can't pretend it's for a woman; men don't buy
nails as gifts. You can't pretend they're for a fancy dress party;
what real man would want glue on nails for a few hours at a party?
No, it will be obvious you bought them for yourself because you are
a sissy. To make certain, you must also buy a nail file specifically
graded for artificial nails. You will need one later. What you will
NOT do is buy nail posh remover.
Your new nails are designed for prolonged wear, so there is no point
wasting them in a short experiment. Your nails will last up to ten
days and, on this occasion, set aside at least two full days. Yes,
you are going to have long, feminine nails for at least 48 hours.
Sort them into sizes and try them on to select the sizes that will
fit your fingers. Remember to warm them gently first if you've
brought them in from the cold, or they will be brittle and will
split when you test fit them to your hands. If the size you want
seems to be between two of the sizes available, the manufacturers
advise you to file the edges of the larger sized nail until it is
the right width. Personally, I just wear the smaller nail; I seem to
press harder when I use glue than when I'm testing, which spreads
the nail wider. Don't go with the 'just too large' nail; it will
look dreadful - trust me.
File the SURFACE of your nails with the tool included in the nail
kit. Clean off the dust with acetone or a good rinse under a warm
tap. Allow your nails to dry so you don't glue in a pocket of
moisture that may lead to an infection. Spread a thin film of glue
on your little fingernail, place your new nail on top, cuticle end
first, then press down. Does that feel good? Now do the same finger
on your other hand and work your way across your hand. I find it
easier to do my thumbs before my index fingers. File off the rough
edges, often at the tip, working gentle strokes from the sides
towards the centre from slightly below.
Now admire your work. I bet even active length nails are a shock,
aren't they, sissy? Drum your nails on a hard surface. Do you feel
feminine? Now you will realise what we women go through in the name
of glamour. No more pulling ring-pulls with your fingers; use a
knife to lever up the tab. No more making a fist; you have to extend
the final joint of your fingers so you don't stab your palm. How
will you fasten your shoelaces? Now you see why Most women's shoes
are slip-ons. Ankle-strap sandal buckles are a torture that could
only have been designed by a man! Most feminising of all, see how
much more difficult it is to put on pantyhose; this is what it is
REALLY like to dress as a woman, being careful not to put any one of
ten, long, sharp talons straight through the delicate, filmy nylon
as you gently guide it up your legs and over your buttocks, holding
it between your finger pads rather than grabbing a fistful like the
man you pretend to be. To make sure you appreciate this, you will
wear pantyhose for the duration of your time in nails. A real
challenge would be to have you fastening garter tabs, but that tends
to be a once or twice a day thing and I want you to remember your
nails every time you sit to pee (you do sit, don't you, sissy?), so
pantyhose it is.
Your nails will drive you mad but I bet you will be horny as hell.
After 48 hours, I guarantee that you will have had enough, but as
soon as you take them off, you will want them back again. By all
means, enjoy the sensation of long nails if you masturbate but you
MUST NOT cum.
Do you worry that your French manicure looks impossible to hide?
You'll be surprised, sissy. How often do you notice someone's nails
in a crowd? I once stood behind a guy in a shop queue and only
realised he had long red nails when he handed over his purchases and
I'm someone who looks for these things. Your subtle, French manicure
is very passable for, say, a shopping trip. Which is what you are
going to do. Wear whatever you want but no gloves and you are not
allowed to put your hands in your pockets - never mind being
cowardly, it will ruin your manicure. The best mindfuck would be
totally male appearance, but I'll leave it to you. You must do three
of the following:
- Go to a department store and browse the pantyhose racks. You must
flick through the packets as you browse, so that your nails are on
show. Buy the sheerest pair available in your size. For extra
humiliation, as you pay, ask the assistant where the toilets are,
explaining your new nails put a a run in your pantyhose and you need
to change. Be careful not to put a run in your new pantyhose, or
you'll have to go back to buy another pair!
- Wander the cosmetics aisles, taking out at least three bottles of
red nail polish. Choose at least one to buy. What do you think the
assistant will think of a guy with immaculately manicured, long
nails buying nail polish?
- buy a women's fashion magazine.
- Go to a coffee shop and have a coffee and a bite to eat.
- Go to a bar and order a woman's drink; white wine and soda, gin
and tonic, Baileys. Make sure you finish your drink before you leave.
- Travel on public transport, resting your hands lightly crossed on
your thighs, palms down, like a woman.
- If you are a smoker, smoke at least three cigarettes in public
(assuming you're allowed to do so in your country). Hold the
cigarette between your extended index and middle fingers, like a
woman.
- Go to a nail salon and ask their advice on how to remove glued
nails.
- Go to a nail salon and ask for a pedicure, or a (quicker and
cheaper) shape and polish for your toenails.
Good luck, sissy. Submit your report. Only then may you cum. If you
cum with nails on, you must drink your filthy emission and add a
further 24 hours to your task for each orgasm. Is that clear, sissy?
Do you remember the breast forms I attached? Well, I do. The next morning, I went to take them off, and found that there was some discoloration on my chest where the forms were. I don't know whether it was from the attaching of the forms or the pressure from them or some type of blood under the surface, but that was the first time I had ever experienced anything like that. I've never attached that large a form before, but I stopped at that point. I'm better now.
I'm trying to periodically post information, stories, tasks and more which either were on the Internet but not anymore, or are hard to find. Here's one: this was from the sissystation mistress. Most people know of sissystation, but this was a task which never appeared on the main site. If anyone has done it or wants to, please let me know!
(Here's the sissystation mistress' task):
YOUR TASK
Do you admire long nails? Do you yearn for your own set of
immaculately manicured talons? Do you like the current fashion for
French manicures? Then this task will have you wetting your panties,
sissy.
You are to go to a beauty store and buy a set of glue-on nails,
finished in a french manicure. There may be a choice of designs - go
for a simple French or American manicure that looks like a
fingernail, not fancy patterns which just look cheap. There may be a
choice of length and shape. 'Active' and 'short' are quite short
(for a woman; still long for a man), 'natural' and 'glamour' are
longer. 'Oval', 'square', natural and 'squoval' are fairly obvious
to any dedicated sissy, I hope. Whichever you choose, they will feel
impossibly long, so I'm not going to insist you buy glamour or
natural length, although I'm sure some of you will. Do NOT buy stick
on nails, even if they state they are 'pre-glued'; these are rubbish
and will fall off within hours.
As you go to the checkout, imagine what the assistant will think of
your purchase. You can't pretend it's for a woman; men don't buy
nails as gifts. You can't pretend they're for a fancy dress party;
what real man would want glue on nails for a few hours at a party?
No, it will be obvious you bought them for yourself because you are
a sissy. To make certain, you must also buy a nail file specifically
graded for artificial nails. You will need one later. What you will
NOT do is buy nail posh remover.
Your new nails are designed for prolonged wear, so there is no point
wasting them in a short experiment. Your nails will last up to ten
days and, on this occasion, set aside at least two full days. Yes,
you are going to have long, feminine nails for at least 48 hours.
Sort them into sizes and try them on to select the sizes that will
fit your fingers. Remember to warm them gently first if you've
brought them in from the cold, or they will be brittle and will
split when you test fit them to your hands. If the size you want
seems to be between two of the sizes available, the manufacturers
advise you to file the edges of the larger sized nail until it is
the right width. Personally, I just wear the smaller nail; I seem to
press harder when I use glue than when I'm testing, which spreads
the nail wider. Don't go with the 'just too large' nail; it will
look dreadful - trust me.
File the SURFACE of your nails with the tool included in the nail
kit. Clean off the dust with acetone or a good rinse under a warm
tap. Allow your nails to dry so you don't glue in a pocket of
moisture that may lead to an infection. Spread a thin film of glue
on your little fingernail, place your new nail on top, cuticle end
first, then press down. Does that feel good? Now do the same finger
on your other hand and work your way across your hand. I find it
easier to do my thumbs before my index fingers. File off the rough
edges, often at the tip, working gentle strokes from the sides
towards the centre from slightly below.
Now admire your work. I bet even active length nails are a shock,
aren't they, sissy? Drum your nails on a hard surface. Do you feel
feminine? Now you will realise what we women go through in the name
of glamour. No more pulling ring-pulls with your fingers; use a
knife to lever up the tab. No more making a fist; you have to extend
the final joint of your fingers so you don't stab your palm. How
will you fasten your shoelaces? Now you see why Most women's shoes
are slip-ons. Ankle-strap sandal buckles are a torture that could
only have been designed by a man! Most feminising of all, see how
much more difficult it is to put on pantyhose; this is what it is
REALLY like to dress as a woman, being careful not to put any one of
ten, long, sharp talons straight through the delicate, filmy nylon
as you gently guide it up your legs and over your buttocks, holding
it between your finger pads rather than grabbing a fistful like the
man you pretend to be. To make sure you appreciate this, you will
wear pantyhose for the duration of your time in nails. A real
challenge would be to have you fastening garter tabs, but that tends
to be a once or twice a day thing and I want you to remember your
nails every time you sit to pee (you do sit, don't you, sissy?), so
pantyhose it is.
Your nails will drive you mad but I bet you will be horny as hell.
After 48 hours, I guarantee that you will have had enough, but as
soon as you take them off, you will want them back again. By all
means, enjoy the sensation of long nails if you masturbate but you
MUST NOT cum.
Do you worry that your French manicure looks impossible to hide?
You'll be surprised, sissy. How often do you notice someone's nails
in a crowd? I once stood behind a guy in a shop queue and only
realised he had long red nails when he handed over his purchases and
I'm someone who looks for these things. Your subtle, French manicure
is very passable for, say, a shopping trip. Which is what you are
going to do. Wear whatever you want but no gloves and you are not
allowed to put your hands in your pockets - never mind being
cowardly, it will ruin your manicure. The best mindfuck would be
totally male appearance, but I'll leave it to you. You must do three
of the following:
- Go to a department store and browse the pantyhose racks. You must
flick through the packets as you browse, so that your nails are on
show. Buy the sheerest pair available in your size. For extra
humiliation, as you pay, ask the assistant where the toilets are,
explaining your new nails put a a run in your pantyhose and you need
to change. Be careful not to put a run in your new pantyhose, or
you'll have to go back to buy another pair!
- Wander the cosmetics aisles, taking out at least three bottles of
red nail polish. Choose at least one to buy. What do you think the
assistant will think of a guy with immaculately manicured, long
nails buying nail polish?
- buy a women's fashion magazine.
- Go to a coffee shop and have a coffee and a bite to eat.
- Go to a bar and order a woman's drink; white wine and soda, gin
and tonic, Baileys. Make sure you finish your drink before you leave.
- Travel on public transport, resting your hands lightly crossed on
your thighs, palms down, like a woman.
- If you are a smoker, smoke at least three cigarettes in public
(assuming you're allowed to do so in your country). Hold the
cigarette between your extended index and middle fingers, like a
woman.
- Go to a nail salon and ask their advice on how to remove glued
nails.
- Go to a nail salon and ask for a pedicure, or a (quicker and
cheaper) shape and polish for your toenails.
Good luck, sissy. Submit your report. Only then may you cum. If you
cum with nails on, you must drink your filthy emission and add a
further 24 hours to your task for each orgasm. Is that clear, sissy?
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
What I'm wearing.
From the top:
Blonde pageboy wig
Pink turtleneck.
40 J bra with formw glued on. They are really heavy.
Pink cincher.
Hot pink panties, under Sheer Vitaliy suntan pantyhose.
Black mini skirt.
5" open toed pink heels.
Oh, red (sorry!) nails on fingers and toes.
It's hard to type with these things on and hard to do much when my boobs get in the way.
Sympathy for the women with long nails and huge boobs.
Blonde pageboy wig
Pink turtleneck.
40 J bra with formw glued on. They are really heavy.
Pink cincher.
Hot pink panties, under Sheer Vitaliy suntan pantyhose.
Black mini skirt.
5" open toed pink heels.
Oh, red (sorry!) nails on fingers and toes.
It's hard to type with these things on and hard to do much when my boobs get in the way.
Sympathy for the women with long nails and huge boobs.
Running in pantyhose.
This incident did NOT happen to me, but encouraged me to look into the item at the end of the story (I don't want to say what, because it will ruin the re-telling). This is all from memory; it was posted on a pantyhose site, but the site erased messages which hadn't been commented on in several months. My memory isn't perfect, as always, but I try my best.
This woman had posted on some personal boards when looking for a match that the man would have to how to touch up his lips before he could kiss hers. But at the time when this incident happened, she didn't have quite the same forthrightness to determine if a guy would be a good match and have the same interests as her. So she would conduct certain tests to see how a guy would respond.
At the time, she was a college student, in good shape, and a gymnast. This meant her muscles were generally in good shape. She also discovered that she loved pantyhose, the way they felt on her legs and the way her legs looked and attracted others.
Her athletic then-boyfriend used to do his running in the early morning. He asked if she would go running with him, and although the distance was challenging (she was a gymnast, remember) she could complete it. She convinced him to wear nude pantyhose with her when running, implying that it would make him feel good and might help with his time.
The first few days went without incident. She would put the pantyhose on him, the nude hose were barely noticable, and they would run together. His times were slowly improving, and they enjoyed the morning runs.
The next day, he came to her room to get changed. They would normally get dressed with minimal lights on, and this day was no exception. However, she didn't put the regular pantyhose on him, but a slightly different pair. She then had some reason why she couldn't go running with him that morning, but he should do his normal run.
A woman's athletic team was waiting for the bus to take them to an away event, and when he ran by them, he received hoots, whistles, and cries of "nice legs!" and more. He felt flushed and embarrased by these but continued his run, and returned to her room later that morning, letting her know about the athletic team's comments.
However, after that day, he never called her or got together again with her. She think she knew why.
That day, she had put him in nude pantyhose with a black backseam.
As an afterword, when this happened, she had a live-in boyfriend, and they both wore pantyhose all the time. Initially, she started to have him wear it so that he could understand what she felt all day, and once she got him into the hose, he fell for it like a duck to water. She was the dominant one most of the year, although several days, he was allowed to "do" anything he wanted to her; on one of those times, they went horseback riding together, she wearing pantyhose - and nothing else.
This woman had posted on some personal boards when looking for a match that the man would have to how to touch up his lips before he could kiss hers. But at the time when this incident happened, she didn't have quite the same forthrightness to determine if a guy would be a good match and have the same interests as her. So she would conduct certain tests to see how a guy would respond.
At the time, she was a college student, in good shape, and a gymnast. This meant her muscles were generally in good shape. She also discovered that she loved pantyhose, the way they felt on her legs and the way her legs looked and attracted others.
Her athletic then-boyfriend used to do his running in the early morning. He asked if she would go running with him, and although the distance was challenging (she was a gymnast, remember) she could complete it. She convinced him to wear nude pantyhose with her when running, implying that it would make him feel good and might help with his time.
The first few days went without incident. She would put the pantyhose on him, the nude hose were barely noticable, and they would run together. His times were slowly improving, and they enjoyed the morning runs.
The next day, he came to her room to get changed. They would normally get dressed with minimal lights on, and this day was no exception. However, she didn't put the regular pantyhose on him, but a slightly different pair. She then had some reason why she couldn't go running with him that morning, but he should do his normal run.
A woman's athletic team was waiting for the bus to take them to an away event, and when he ran by them, he received hoots, whistles, and cries of "nice legs!" and more. He felt flushed and embarrased by these but continued his run, and returned to her room later that morning, letting her know about the athletic team's comments.
However, after that day, he never called her or got together again with her. She think she knew why.
That day, she had put him in nude pantyhose with a black backseam.
As an afterword, when this happened, she had a live-in boyfriend, and they both wore pantyhose all the time. Initially, she started to have him wear it so that he could understand what she felt all day, and once she got him into the hose, he fell for it like a duck to water. She was the dominant one most of the year, although several days, he was allowed to "do" anything he wanted to her; on one of those times, they went horseback riding together, she wearing pantyhose - and nothing else.
Cable out.
Our cable and internet service went out yesterday. I had to call up the cable company and get it repaired, and needless to say, couldn't continue with the games. It's working now (see this blog post) and we'll see how things go from here.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
24 hours.
I took time Saturday to shave my upper body and attach my 40D forms. They didn't present much of a problem until about 15 minutes later, when I realized the weight on my chest was a bit heavier than I had remembered. A white bra held the forms in place and provided a bit of support for me, although my back felt otherwise.
Sleeping in the forms was an experience. I didn't notice them much until I woke up, when I remembered the mounds on my chest poking up, with aroused nipples peaking through. That was an interesting wake up call.
We'll see how things go tonight.
Sleeping in the forms was an experience. I didn't notice them much until I woke up, when I remembered the mounds on my chest poking up, with aroused nipples peaking through. That was an interesting wake up call.
We'll see how things go tonight.
Friday, June 26, 2009
Regular updates coming this week!
I'll be posting daily updates this week starting with Saturday or Sunday.
I'll also have some time to try the results of that poll.
Should be fun, ask any questions if you'd like!
I'll also have some time to try the results of that poll.
Should be fun, ask any questions if you'd like!
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