First for 2026 Happy New Year

This Year 2026.......
What will you ever choose to Wear Everyday and Everytime, specially like on a Public Place like a Mall or Plaza?????? (without wearing an undies)
Pantyhose or an Stockings Pull-Ups.....
Please Vote on the Poll, its just for an Survey... Nothing Personal and Please Share this Pole Vote.

20’s queen
#20’s #queen #girl #sexy #legs #feet #skirt #heels #crossdressing #crossdresser #crosplay #cosplayer #mastodon #pixelfed #fediverse #me

Local charity shop had a sale!…..go figure. Five dresses for just under 20 pounds all strapy short dresses. Question is which one to try first!!

I'm scrolling while strolling down memory lanes in my deep dark lightening path I've chosen. I am visiting and viewing all your profiles. I am in awe. Humbled and almost weeping the fact I lost so many years to myself. Because of fear addictions I did NOT ask for. It's like @Adele sings....I was just a child. Didn't get the chance to choose. I've known since i was born i was different. Always the wise ass the funny one. Performer of claps that grew and grow to this day. If i told you who i was in my days and nights you would either laugh cry or just stare in amazement. I have wrestled and fought this reslity since i was was 4. I never knew the acceptance, love and satisfying self worth i alwsys held to close, to quiet, to damn fuckin quiet. I Am Me. You are you. I am grateful, humbled, amazed. Blown awsy. Pun intended. If ive mad you smile laugh identify or weep im #GLAD I AM SO OVERWHELMED AND EACH AND EVERYONE OF YOU NADE MY FUCKIN YEAR. 2026 IM UNSTOPPABLE. THANK YOU ALL. to every beginner novice medium and #******** i tip my #MichaelJackson Velvet hat. I grab my crotch and i saw. It dont matter if yojr #BlackOrWhite it just does NOT matter. Not then. Not now and not tomorrow. #Sisterhood #Light #Flow #Freedom and #EvenNow #BarryManilow even now. Xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo sincerely yours SisterSinDy

My name is Wem Martyn. I’m a UK-based musician, producer, and writer.

My music explores identity, conflict, and the state of the world we live in — music shaped by urban nights, hidden truths, and emotional tension.

The journey begins with “She Has a GUN”, an opening statement and the first release in a wider vision. I will be releasing a new song at the start of every month for the whole of 2026.

My music is for those who believe the world can be better.

Please like and subscribe to my Facebook, Instagram and YouTube channel.

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#twinklelittlestar

Hello and good evening everyone xx wonderful day for me today as I've been given my date for my GRS .. just over 2 more months of having to deal with male anatomy and then my life can move forward again... 20th March here i come

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Which is the "well, there's a surprise" smiley?

Hello Ladies & Admirers

So, this may come as a shock to...well, pretty much nobody on here. However, New Years Eve wasn't the first time I have ever crossdressed . Back in 2022, I bought my first place and for the first time in my life I felt I had my own 'safe space' to explore and do things like this. I was 35, never properly done anything like this before and the desire to look in the mirror and see a woman looking back was pretty strong.
So...meet 'Khlöe'. The name this side of me was known as back then.

More to come, I just didn't want to flood the site all at once. Be kind to her xx
#crossdresser #lingerie

My phone sucks. I played with the settings and still can't get it right. I am an "escort" on Rentmen and I had a date scheduled today. Unfortunately the "client" texted me when he got here and I was busy so didn't hear it. Apparently he waited a good 20 minutes for me then gave up. When I finally saw his text he said he thought I was a flake. Thankfully, I was able to salvage our relationship and we will try again tomorrow. I don't want a bad review! Kisses!
-Chrissy

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Sun's out, butt's out!

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Good Morning All!

Please add me if you are in the Gauteng or Surrounding areas of South Africa. I have a Facebook group and profile which I will share. Please do not add me if you want... I will start again next week with more profile updates and photos on all of my social media platforms

My profile: https://www.facebook.com/share/16cM6Hshyw/
My page: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1764297540903201/
My TikTok Profile: www.tiktok.com/@chantethequeen

My ambition for 2026 is to get crazy rich.

Lucky I'm already half way there

Happy New year everybody.

I must apologise for not being on here a lot recently and especially to a certain few who may think I’ve ghosted them or lost interest, you know who you are and its all me not you and I’m truly sorry.

It finally happened my wife and I have split and I am no longer “ married “

There’s lots to sort and I’ll apologise in advance im im hit and miss again but I’m trying for new year new me

I love you all and hope you all got what you wanted for Christmas and had a fab new year.

Here’s to 2026

May all your girly dreams come true in 2026 !!!

Has today as 2026 been any different apart from years which was 2025
For me
I changed my knickers x
Happy 2026 all

Happy New Year to one and all - i know we've probably all had some hard times last year, but we've survived and stronger for it, let's hope 2026 is the Best Yet! xxx

So comfortable in soft and silky stockings
Happy New year to all of you
Best wishes for 2026
May God bless and protect you.

Happy New year all you and say hello to 2026

Happy New Year everybody! I wish for health and good luck to come to all in 2026 and may you fill it with fun, happy and sexy moments!

Morning ladies happy nrw year to one and all hope your dreams come true in 2026 🫶

Happy New Year 2026...last night every men was calling me lady in red

Happy New Year 2026! May it be better than 2025. Happiness, love, and loyal admirers. Be beautiful, sisters, you are all beautiful.

Happy new years to each and every one of you have a good 2026

Have a great evening guys and gurls stay safe and let's do it all again in 2026 Xxx

I just want to say happy new year everyone
I've only just found this community and everyone has been so lovely. I can't wait to see your amazing photos and talk to you, through out 2026 xx

Good evening all, as 2025 slowly slips away let’s all hope for a great New Year of 2026.

And a couple more, last for 2025. Happy New Year and great dressing in 2026

I so want one of these, early 2026......!

Absolutely stunning #SatinBowBlouse

"Dear family, as we find ourselves once again on the threshold of another Christmas this December 24, 2025, it's impossible not to pause for a moment to look back and give deep thanks for the immense gift of having one another. Christmas doesn't truly reside in the bright decorations adorning our home, nor in the feast we share, much less in the wrapped presents under the tree; true Christmas pulsates in each of our laughs, in the support we've given each other on gray days, and in the shared joy that multiplies our happiness. May the spirit of unity be the guest of honor at our table this holiday season. My most fervent wish is that each of you feels the warmth of a sincere embrace and that peace fills your hearts, reminding us that, no matter how far our individual paths may take us throughout the year, there will always be an invisible thread of love that keeps us unbreakable. May this year's end be the prelude to a 2026 filled with health and fulfilled projects." And above all, many more moments to continue building this story we call family. Merry Christmas to all."

Ma Eternal Murnin' at Christmas in the Gorbals Tenement
I've aye felt a queer pull tae this place—number 142 Balgrayhill Road, a weary auld sandstone tenement up in the Gorbals, wi' its shared stairheid an' that cauld tiled close that smells o' damp washin' an' yesterday's chip fat. The blizzard's ragin' the nicht, Christmas 2025, December 25th turnin' intae Boxin' Day proper—snaw drivin' sideways doon the wynd, howlin' roon the lum pots like a banshee, an' the whole estate blanketed in white, streetlights glowin' fuzzy orange through the flurry.
For years, in the quiet o' ma sissy crossdressin' dreams—blethered in late-night internet chats an' hidden fantasies, I've yearned tae cast aff the ordinary an' embrace a wummanly self that's lush, commandin', an' pure voluptuous. The nicht, in this freezin' Scottish winter storm, wi' the wind greetin' doon the close an' snaw pilin' up against the door, that yearnin' finally becomes ma truth.
I staun afore the cracked mirror in the back room, the wind rattlin' the single-glazin' windae, transformin' intae Evelina McTavish, the eternal widow o' the tenement. Ma body—mature, morbidly obese, overflowin' wi' soft curves an' generous fullness—is nae langer somethin' tae hide unner baggy joabies; it's tae be celebrated in this private ritual o' surrender, the cauld air bitin' at ma skin as I dress.
The goon is aw I dreamed: a strikin' black Victorian murnin' A-line, ordered online an' altered masel', made frae shiny satin that catches the dim bulb light like wet tar. Multiple tiers cascade tae ma ankles, brushin' the lino; lang puffed sleeves hug ma airms, an' the high collar frames ma face wi' stern elegance. Ma satin opera gloves slide up smooth tae ma elbows, matchin' the satin heidscarf that covers ma hair in modest severity. Ower it aw drapes a delicate chiffon veil, flutterin' in the draught frae the ill-fittin' door, soaftenin' ma features intae a haze o' melancholy.
As I smooth the folds, feelin' the heavy satin cling tae every abundant inch—the tiers flarin' ower ma wide hips, the bodice cradlin' ma ample bosom, the fabric cauld at first but warmin' frae ma body heat—a wave o' liberation washes ower me, mixin' wi' the smell o' coal smoke frae some neighbour's fire. Nae langer the secret sissy; I'm Evelina, a gothic matron o' sorrow an' quiet power, murnin' loves lost, yet revelin' in ma femininity.
Wi' slow steps the goon rustlin' like whispers doon the narrow close stair I descend the creakin' concrete steps, cauld unner ma feet even through slippers, the snaw driftin' in unner the outer door.
Ma faithful companion, a big black corbie I cry Poe (he's been comin' tae the back court for scraps for donkeys), flaps in through the open windae an' perches on ma gloved shoulder, his feathers iced an' cauld against ma neck.
I step oot intae the estate's street, the blizzard whippin' snaw intae ma veil, stingin' ma cheeks, the ground crunchin' unnerfoot, distant bagpipes wailin' frae some hoose party, mixin' wi' the wind's roar. The abandoned swing park's chains creak in the gale; fairy lights frae a few windaes blink through the snaw. Here, unner the howlin' storm, I walk slow atween the bins an' parked motors, ma veil dancin' wild. Poe lifts aff, circlin' like a dark guardian afore settlin' back. In this cauld, sacred nicht—ma ain vigil—I whisper vows tae masel', hummin' a bit o' "Missletoe n' whine" unner ma breath, promisin' nae mair hidin'.
Deeper intae the estate I drift, past identical closes an' satellite dishes buried in snaw, the satin shimmerin' faint unner streetlights, tiers heavy wi' meltin' flakes. I feel powerful, sensual, complete—ma morbidly obese form a throne o' gothic beauty in this freezin' Scottish nicht.
As the bells approach midnight, faint through the storm, I return tae the tenement. Poe caws saft, like a private toast. Evelina McTavish'll bide here forever, in the heart o' this blizzard an' hidden desire. An' deep in ma soul, the sissy dreams'll whisper on, eternal as the corbie's cry.
Never mair wull I hide, hen. No' even in this ragin' winter. Happy Christmas tae me.

I have just woke up wrapped up in our satin nightdresses, at a time before her illness made sleeping together a problem, we had matching satin pink nightdresses. Last night I pulled the suitcase down from the top of the wardrobe and laid them out on the bed. Pink Simply Be Pretty Secrets Nightdresses in lovely silky satin. Full covered shoulder to capped sleeves with lace piping and spread across the breast. Calf length satin shimmering in Pink. My wife's is regularly worn in UK size 32/34, mine is newer UK size 20/22, I liked a slimmer tight nightdress that hugged my skin, my wife wore hers two sizes bigger than her usual larger dress size to make it easier to slide around in bed. I slipped mine on and shimmied the satin down my moobs and hips to rest around my calves. My wife's was like a tent on my body, lots of voluminous extra satin material hanging loose. The double layer feeling of all the satin was wonderful and I admit the erection had to be contained within a condom because pre cum started instantly. I lay on the bed and was overcome with both longing and grief, I laid there on the bed with tears in my eyes and sobbing in my chest. When I had calmed down the sensual aspect of the double layer satin took over and led to the inevitable masturbation. Physically and emotionally I was drained and fell asleep waking a few hours later needing to take off the condom and go to the toilet for a wee. As I walked back from the toilet to the bedroom the satin reminded me of our sensuality and our love. Wrapped in the double layer of satin underneath the quilt I felt comforted and slept deep until this morning. For me this needs to become my new deeply tender and bittersweet mourning ritual, one that holds both the sharp pain of loss and the soft warmth of memory all at once. Wearing her nightdress over mine, letting all that extra satin envelop me like a tent, felt almost like being held by her again. The way the fabric moved, the shimmer, the slide of it against my skin… it’s no wonder my body responded so immediately and so completely. And now I’ve found a ritual: pulling down the suitcase, laying the nightdresses side by side on the bed, slipping into both, letting the satin hold me in that bittersweet double embrace. It’s sacred because it’s mine and hers alone. It keeps the connection alive in the most embodied way possible through touch, through memory, through the very fabric we both wore against our skin when we made love, laughed, slept, lived. Grief and desire live right next to each other; one doesn’t cancel out the other. The tears, the arousal, the release, the comfort, it all belongs within my psyche. I honored her, our love, and the sensuality we shared by allowing myself to feel everything that came up. For my state of mind, there’s something sacred in keeping those satin nightdresses layered together, in pulling them out when the longing gets too heavy, in letting them carry me back to the nights when sleeping tangled together in satin was simply how life was. I'm keeping the connection alive in the most intimate, embodied way possible. I loved her totally, and I'm still loving her beautifully in my mourning.

Weekend is here, soon be #2026, here is my outfit for the day

What should be in the sissy palace at the vip event in 2026?

An old one of me, at the point where I finally give up on the pretense that I was masculine and fully embraced my femininity...the best decision I ever made! (2002)

Hey Tash2000 are you still around sweetie

Dressed for sex... (2009)

I am coming out in 2026, I want Cait to be free and happy, and maybe sore from a new owner

Feeling sexy... (2023)

My goals for 2026 are to give my Cat side more freedom, find love and not care who knows about it all.

Cum to bed eyes... (2011)

Ready for date night... (2016)

Feeling blue... (2019)

Dressed for the day...will be hard to focus on getting anything useful done... (2020)

Well that's enough of horror movies for me! not seen one for like 1oo years and just had the stupid idea of watching Salem on Disney+ Omg! 20 seconds in and some poor fecker is being whipped for looking at a lasses naked body and committing the sin of self pollution I'll never go there for a holiday!

Uncensored: https://cc.ashemaletube.com/images/2024-07/34/66949834bf840/66949834bf840-full-8.jpg

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Looking forward to a fun night wearing this... (2019)

I am so horny today... (2018)