Finally I had some time for dressing today. Tried nw body ... isn't it a bit to tight? Have fun today.

Get to see me in the full without all the bitching of why we as models do this for a living.
Everyone spends more on beer then what it costs for a month on my onlyfans.

A MaleToFemale (MTF) Photographic Studio Visual.
Becoming Femme and Feminizing as my alter ego model Valentina Valentine.
Hair & Make-Up ready.
Love the skin you’re in.
Being androgynous is not a sin.
Please enjoy. Comments are always welcome.

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Cheeky Bitch!! X

New here ,, looking to make friends. I'm a YouTuber as well.. a Newbie

A shopping centre Broadway Mall with a row of Punjabi womens clothes shops. Sitting on a wooden bench admiring the Sari and Sarees through the windows.

Looking for a new bum plug not to big about 4 or 5 inchs long and got some nice 2 bulges i can sit on and feel it inside me ? X

Morning girls hope you all have a fab day its a bit chilly out there

Evening everyone how’s your day been ? I going to have dinner and slip into something abit more comfortable hehe giggles x

I'm Looking For a Big Strong and Dominant and Loving Boyfriend who will accept me for my sissy self and this is to every guy on this Site, if your interested plz don't be shy to message me.

Just to be a complete sod, here's a little something to unlock your memories xx https://youtu.be/op-JbIlkGqg?si=zxdIYyb6-zni0i7z

I was feeling a bit restrained and held back today

Good evening everyone xx day 4 post-op for me today, feeling great and no pain. Big day tomorrow when i have all the packing removed and start with the dilation, that should be an interesting sensation

Someone kind enough did an AI video of me in my EasyJet cabin crew outfit. I rather like this as its so accurate - frightening!

And while I've got a chance this morning, here's my current mani got a bit of a trans pride color theme going on🩷🩷

Well here we go Sunday evening and dressup over for weekend a nice weekend for once x nice marvel cosplay style dressup x cheeky bit of fun x
#skirt #petticoat #stockings #suspenders #highheels

Jeseica Rabbit for the theme night at the Trans Holiday!

Well here's something different I have created - 'AI dancing' in my easyJet cabin crew outfit!!!

New top arrived today, it's a bit tight but that's OK

Its Friday, It should be fun day, but need to go sort Mobile phone issue instead, what to wear under mshorts. Got to make it more fun for sure.

Lost then find.
Celebrate my new mobile.

Although lost all my sissy contacts .

A bit quiet tonight

Busy day! The Crusty Honda is now habitable ready for collecting friends from the coach station tomorrow on our way to a wicked weekend, just last sewing and packing to do, and bathe, shave and get sweet-smelling in the morning! Can't wait!

been drinking all day yesterday so i got a bit of a hangover im just relaxing today lol

I think I need bigger boobs lol

Iamdavina blocked for more fake pics of her and her so called man. Photos are good bit u can see they are artificial. Anyone else see that?

Shall I do a live and and put my big 100 yard petticoat on and do that new petticoat unboxing ? X

I’m a queen, in every sense of the word, and the BDSM realm is my Kingdom. My loyal subjects live to serve, and so fortunate that they do. My style of play ranges from the adored highness to the feared tyrant. I’m adept in my abilities, allowing you to freely play out kinks and fetishes in ways that will surpass you’re wildest fantasies. Kink is a part of my identity, and allowing you into my world will enhance yours, with such versatility, mixing both pleasure and pain. As a natural dominate, I always get what I want. Stringing you around like a puppet, hanging you from my ropes and chains, and effortlessly you bend to my every will. “I want” will be words you’ll be accustomed to, and what I want you to give without hesitation. So are you ready to worship me? Are you ready to be the throne? My servant? My pet? My puppet to orchestrate? My little toy? Ready to serve my every desire as I expand yours? Are you ready to serve your Queen?
Again to to be clear I’m hoping to chat see where things might progress

Telegram : @misskate5216

Email : Missk5214@gmail.com

i really liked the bike ride. got anything else i could ride?

My big mouth

"Adult" club outfit, tailored to fit (it was a size 20!) and taken up perhaps a bit more than it should have been - lovely to wear though, and just right for dungeons!
(excuse blurriness! - but you get the idea!)

The dawn’s light, pale and meagre, stole through the curtains like an uninvited thought. My fire had long since expired, leaving my chamber in that peculiar half chill which seems neither of death nor life. There, upon the table, lay my mourning attire, folded with the reverence one affords to relics rather than garments.

The Black Satin Tartan gleamed faintly even in that dimness, threads of shadow crossing one another in solemn geometry. My fingers lingered upon it as one might upon the pages of a sacred book. How deftly I remembered the press of another hand guiding mine, long ago, when love was still unashamed to breathe in daylight.

“Gökçe,” I murmured, and her name rang through the silence, strange and sweet as the chime of a music box long unopened.

She had been of fragile constitution but radiant humour, a nurse by occupation, yet a poet in spirit. When first we met, it was under the discreet roof of a friend who hosted assemblies for kindred souls ill fitted to the rigid forms of the age. There, amid whispered laughter and the scent of spiced punch, she first beheld me crossdressed as myself, not the half version polite society demanded. Her smile, so unafraid, so brilliantly defiant had unstitched my fears as though they were loose threads upon a cuff.

Our meetings became the secret rhythm of our lives: letters written in unseen ink, evenings stolen beneath the mist‑wreathed arches of the Cathedral close, where even the saints carved upon the walls seemed complicit in our forbidden contentment.

Then came the pandemic fever. The city coughed and trembled beneath its pall, and Gökçe torn from me within a week was laid among the cold stones of St. Chad’s yard. In her final moments, as I sat cloaked at her bedside, she had whispered through cracked lips, “Promise me you will not hide yourself from the world in mourning. Wear beauty for both of us.”

Yet how could I do so? Beauty, to the bereaved, becomes a cutting blade.

Thus it was upon this morning, four months hence, that I sought to honour that vow. I made my way through the quiet lanes of the Cathedral City to McRae & Daughters, Purveyors of Mourning and Formal Attire. The shop’s brass bell gave a low, reverent note as I entered.

Mrs McRae herself appeared, a tall woman of genteel bearing, her hair silvered but her eyes bright as cut glass.

“Good morrow,” she said softly. “You come for mourning, I think?”

“For remembrance,” I replied. “Not of death, but of what death could not take.”

She inclined her head, understanding blooming behind that merchant’s polish which age cannot quite conceal. From the cupboard behind her she drew forth two treasures: a Black Tartan Satin headscarf, its sheen as moonlight upon coal, and a sheer chiffon voile veil, so fine that breath seemed likely to scatter it.

“Exquisite work,” she murmured, laying them before me.

“I require them for a pilgrimage,” I told her. “To the resting place of one whose heart yet governs mine.”

Her lips did not move, but a flicker of softness crossed her expression, a compassion seasoned by decades of watching others purchase attire for grief.

When I placed the scarf upon my head, its coolness brushed my temples like benediction. The veil descended over my eyes, dimming the world into softened outlines. For a moment, I believed I glimpsed Gökçe reflected behind me in the mirror, a faint silhouette, smiling through the satin haze.

Outside, the bells of noon tolled low and heavy across the square. I crossed the flagstones toward the Cathedral, that great monument of patient sorrow, its stones blackened by both rain and memory. The wind played with my attire, lifting the edges of my veil in gentle mockery, as if inviting me to dance once more through the shadows of our secret youth.

At the gates of the graveyard, I paused. A gypsy lady selling flowers approached shyly, clutching a handful of violets.

“For your lost love?” she asked, her accent plain as clay.

“For my beloved,” I said, and pressed a coin into her palm.

At the grave, a modest stone softened by the dew, I knelt. The fabric of my skirts rippled like dark water about me.

“Gökçe,” I whispered, “I have done as you bade me. I wear what beauty remains, though the joy of it burns like frost upon my breast.”

The wind answered in a voice not unlike laughter. The veil brushed against my lips once more, fluttering as though stirred by a sigh too gentle for this world.

When I rose, I did not feel the weight of sorrow so keenly as before. It seemed to me that in the gleam of the tartan, in the satin’s melodic rustle, something of our love still lived, a pulse across the gulf of years.

Watching from a distance, the gypsy lady would say later that she thought she saw two figures leaving the yard that day: one in mourning black, the other in pale reflection, hand‑in‑hand beneath the shrouded sun. Perhaps she was right.

Been a while since my last post, been a bit busy with work and projects etc. But been a bit put off with things on here. I do think we have reduced the number of scammers, either by reporting them or the age verification, that's a positive.
But, I'm feeling uncomfortable with the amount of AI images being posted. To clarify, I think it's fine if you state you are using it, that's being honest. But the ones pretending to be that fake image are abusing the nature of the site. It is suposed to be a social place, somewhere to connect, discuss, and feel part of a community.
The individuals masquerading behind AI generated images suggest to me that they are looking for some kind of personal or sexual gratification, or attempting to mislead other members for their own gains. Is this not fraud, or misleading information? Open for discusion!
Do I, or we, call them out as fake AI posts, Or, accept the negativity of AI as part of what the tech world has become?
And yes, my images are real photographs taken with a real camera, and the subect is me!

I might go live in abit a cuppa coffee and a petticoat view airing them hanging them up x

I need some new bikinis for holidays inbox me with sets you think I should get will be very thankful xx

2/4 My hair is still abit wet.
Fresh out of the shower

Who love a bit of ASMR Long satin Gloves videos on YouTube

Evening all x it’s abit windy out think it blow my petticoats up and show my stockings and suspenders and cage and plug hehe giggles x

Birthday make up look✨️

hope you have a bike, i could use a ride

this time i went for class.
pretty dress with jacquard detail, pretty shoes with 11cm heel, some nice lingerie and my most expensive pantyhose - Wolford Neon 40 (gobi). The shine and comfort of there tights are unmatched.

Hi all. I know many for many here dressing is a secret and have wives and partners that would never understand. I have my own reasons for dressing but one thing for sure is that it is my secret and I wouldn't want anyone else to know and would never wreck my relationship because of it. So thought would give a few hints and what i do to keep it secret. Probably teaching you to suck eggs but all hints and tips welcome on how you keep it secret.

Shopping - I only order from Amazon and M&S purely because I can pick up and not have anything delivered to the house.Sane for returning items. I also only have an Amazon account for me, my mrs has her own account so no chance of her seeing what i order. We also have separate bank accounts, very handy.

Social - I am only on this site and Chaturbate. Limit which sites you are a member of and don’t go for big dating sites etc. where you could be spotted. Also don’t give your true location, i use the closest city but never my exact town.
Photos - Do not use full face in photos unless you trust who you are sending pics to. Blur backgrounds if you need to and make sure nothing identifying in pics. Tattoos etc. with names that might give something away.

Clothing Storage - The hardest thing to keep tabs on. Am lucky that only i can get into the attic so i have a box with all my gear in stashed up there. That’s where i would suggest if you have an attic. Otherwise garage is good place.

Mobile devices - I use a Samsung with Android so i use the secure folder for everything, pictures kept there, browsing done there as well. Don’t have them anywhere else unless you know secure.

PC - I am lucky that my mrs does not go on my PC as it is a gaming setup. I do have personal photos on there but they are well hidden in a secure folder deep in my game directories.

A little dress up and slipped back on a nice dildo couldn’t quite get to the hilt ! Abit to big for me !
#skirt #pettiskirt #stockings #suspenders #highheels

I am thinking that I would like to meet with someone for play, must be local to me and must be able to have me come to them. Read my profile you will understand. I’m looking for like minded lingerie loving cross dressers who want to have sexy fun with each other, I would like to try top and bottom, give and receive, oral , anal, hand or toys. I would like also if possible to meet a lady who would like to peg my slutty back door. Any one interested will need to pm me on here. Please see my pictures and read my bio. This will probably be a one off thing and I will not be giving any details about myself. I am clean and respectful the right person will know that they will take my cherry with this kind of thing so please be respectful and responsible. Thanks you princesses

2nd try - Enjoying the beach in one of my favorite bikinis.

My girl just gave me my birthday pressent. this bra is so sexy! I want to wear it everywear

Sunday baking and chatting to a friend don’t go well together I nearly burnt my biscuits and that’s not a euphemism! I guess multitasking doesn’t come as a given whilst you crossdress ! X

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Just chilling getting high on my birthday xxxx