Sitting here alone wearing a satin thong and matching bra heels with ankle straps a black blouse with a short red Minnie skirt, I've just put on fake nails and makeup and wig, I feel so sexy, and I want someone to share the experience with, yeah would love to be submissive and be a discreet gurl for the right person xxx

Good evening sweets! I'm off to work. But thought I'd leave you with a story. More: http://chrissyinsd.hotviber.com/ #crossdresser #sissy #sissyboy #crossdressers #sissies #shemale #ladyboy #femboy #femman #femboys #crossdressing #gurl #trans #transgirl #transwoman #transgender #tgirl #gay #lgbtq #nsfw #adultsonly #adultcontent The Meeting That Got Out of Hand I showed up to the office dressed in my “Supervisor” uniform — black polo shirt tucked neatly into black pants, shiny work shoes. On the outside, I looked like any middle manager headed into a boring meeting. But under it all, I wore my little secret: a lacy pink bra and panties. Just knowing they were against my skin made me shiver with anticipation. The room looked like an office conference space, complete with a long table, chairs, and quarterly reports scattered around. Five others were waiting — three men in polos like mine, and two women in skirts and blouses. I sat down and kept tugging at my shirt, worried my bra straps might show. That’s when one of the women leaned over and smirked. “Chris… is that lace I see under your collar?” My stomach flipped. I froze, heat rushing to my face. Everyone’s eyes snapped to me. The strap had slipped just enough to peek out. One of the men chuckled, leaning forward. “No way… are you wearing a bra under that uniform?” My hands fumbled at my collar, trying to hide it. “I… maybe.” My voice cracked. The woman reached over and tugged my shirt down just enough to reveal the delicate strap, then the curve of lace against my chest. Gasps, then laughter, but not cruel — hungry. Aroused. “Stand up,” another man said. “Show us.” I hesitated only a second before rising to my feet. Heart pounding, I pulled my polo up, exposing the pink bra stretched across my chest. The room went silent, then filled with low groans of approval. “Fuck, Chrissy,” one of them whispered. “Turn around.” I obeyed, bending slightly. My waistband had slipped low enough that the lacy panties showed above my pants. Someone reached out, tugging them down just enough to expose the curve of my ass. The first touch made me gasp — a hand sliding over the silk, squeezing, then pulling my pants down around my thighs. Now I was standing in front of them in bra and panties, my cock already swelling against the lace. They closed in. A woman pressed her lips to mine, lipstick smearing as her tongue slid into my mouth. Hands roamed everywhere — groping my ass, tugging at my nipples through the bra, cupping my cock through the panties. “Get on the table,” the tall man ordered. I climbed onto the polished surface, lying back as they surrounded me. Someone yanked my panties aside, freeing my cock, already dripping. A hot mouth enveloped me, sucking hard, while another tongue flicked over my nipple, teeth grazing until I cried out. My legs were spread wide, panties shoved down, and I felt a slick finger pushing into my ass, stretching me open. I moaned around the cock one of the men slid between my lips, gagging as he held my head and thrust deep. It was a blur of sensation. One man fucking my throat, another pumping into my ass, their bodies grinding against me while the women took turns riding my face and jerking my cock. The table shook with every thrust, papers scattering like a storm. “Good little slut,” someone growled in my ear as they pounded into me from behind, the sound of skin slapping skin echoing in the office. My cock spurted across my stomach, hot and sticky, but they didn’t stop. They used me until I was soaked with cum inside and out, my bra twisted, panties torn, lipstick smeared across my face. When it was finally over, I lay sprawled on the table, trembling, dripping, utterly used. The others buttoned their shirts, straightened their skirts, laughing softly as though the meeting had gone exactly as planned. I wiped the mess from my lips, my chest still heaving. “So…” I whispered, voice raw, “should I type up the minutes?” The room erupted in laughter — and I knew I’d just passed my first real office initiation. -Chrissy

Bought this lovely blouse today 😘 ❤️ very loose summer 🌺 fitting 😘

New over the knee boots day, bought to go with this skirt and blouse, not sure if the blouse should be tied or with the belt? 💋

Awwww my dears! How i would love to dress like this,a nice blouse buttoned up to the next and wearing a very big full skirt! 💗💗💗🍆

Charity shop outfit for last night at the pub - £15 the lot, sandals, skirt, bustier and quite see-through blouse! Did have to visit three charity shops for the full ensemble, though!

Just in at Stupid o'clock, from a good night's Adventuring - just in "girlfrienf dress" of a ra-ra skirt, blouse and flat sandals, as i went to the pub first, but must have picked a good night!

Gingham shorts and blouse

I think I was definitely born in the wrong era when I cannot stop looking at these beautiful full skirts! Even love the blouse! Can just picture myself gently feeling around the enormous full skirt! 💗💗

Mary Jane shoes, white slacks, stockings underneath, blouse, bra with padding, full makeup

This morning i went for a walk around the area as me wearing my long red and white dress and D cup boobs. Unfortunately it could have rained at any moment so had to wear the coat too. Then in the afternoon went to Morrisons for weekly shop as me again wearing full make up blouse with padded out bra (felt the silicones were a bit too big for that). white trousers and Mary Jane heels. Two older women, and one old guy stared at for a moment confused. But no one else noticed. It was quieter than normal time i go.

Looking forward to the evening. Got after work drinks. Already got my sussies and stockings on, plus girls underwear as usual. Going to wear a wear blouse with flower decoration so girly but I think it's unisex (yeah right). Girls jeans and midi heels too. So not outright feminine (dress etc) but I'll know and it'll be interesting to see if anyone notices

My new black skirt. I had wear it last night. I love it. Black skirt, black pantyhose and black heels with silky white blouse my favorite. Red lipstick and light blue eyeshadow.

Just brought this blouse. I’m in love 😍

Todays outfit (apologies to those who may have already seen it 😉) Cardigan (worn many times), blouse (never worn after buying) and pencil skirt (silly name) worn twice before. Pleased with the makeup but would like to do better eye shadow. Good walk around the area and nearly caused a car to crash into the kerb so all in all result!!

I present, androgynously, my coffee brown faux leather accordion pleated midi skirt. It is complemented by a James Bond themed blouse, an analogue Bracelet Wristwatch and gold You & Me Fashion Kitten heeled buckle ankle shoes:

#blouse #vneckblouse #vneck #skirt #miniskirt #pantyhose #heels #stiletto #stilettoheels

I was just thinking how i would love to see all this back in fashion! The huge full skirts,blouses,petticoats,hoop skirt and hair style! How i really want to dress up! 😍🍆

Half day at work so back home and going shopping in town. New blouse I got at the weekend. Xx

Grey blouse or white blouse that is the question

Same blouse as my previous post, but different skirts....which skirt looks better?

Hi girls, My wife often says I tend to buy more sexy (she really means slutty) female clothing....and she is generally right. I recently bought this blouse ($7 AUD) and this skirt ($5 AUD) from a local charity shop, I like the colour combination. I think this outfit would be very acceptable in an office environment......what do you think?

Quick change from work clothes to this, just swapped skirt and blouse for a dress then boots as it’s raining. Meeting wifey and her friend in town Have a good evening girls xxx

Here's me in my latest outfit. Satin and lace blouse with leather look split skirt.

I present, androgynously, my very elegantly draped deep band beaded monochrome Sukhmani of London midi skirt. It is complemented by a Fruit of the Loom blouse and Kitten heeled Shoes of Prey:

Good evening ladies, this was meant to be last nights post but I couldn’t find my skirt 😉🤔😂 I am absolutely LOVING this cute silky blouse, I feel like Gerri in this, what a great feeling xx

Trying a new blouse with wet look leggings/ leather skirt. Aso got a pair of ankle straps with an adjustable chain. Can even chain them together, not that I've tried to, yet !! 😉💋

Joanne had always known that she was different. Growing up, she had always been drawn to girly things - frilly dresses, sparkly jewelry, and colorful makeup. But she never felt like she fit in with the other girls. It wasn't until she stumbled upon her mother's old skirts and blouses that she realized why. Joanne was a crossdresser. As she got older, Joanne found herself more and more drawn to wearing women's clothing. But she didn't just stop at skirts and blouses. Oh no, Joanne liked to push the boundaries. She loved to wear her skirts far too short, revealing her stocking tops and lacy panties. It made her feel sexy and confident, even though she knew it wasn't exactly socially acceptable. One day, while out running errands, Joanne's confidence caught the eye of a passing woman. As she walked past Joanne, she couldn't resist giving her a playful pinch on the bottom. Joanne was taken aback, but instead of getting angry, she turned around and asked the woman if she wanted to pinch more than just her bottom. The woman, intrigued by Joanne's boldness, asked her to explain. Without hesitation, Joanne pulled her panties aside, revealing her true identity as a crossdresser. The woman's eyes widened in surprise, but instead of being repulsed, she was fascinated. She asked Joanne if she would be willing to go home with her, to show her more of her true self. Joanne, feeling a rush of adrenaline and excitement, agreed. As she followed the woman to her car, she couldn't help but feel both nervous and exhilarated. What would this woman think of her? Would she accept her for who she truly was? As they arrived at the woman's home, Joanne's heart was racing. But as she stepped inside, she was met with nothing but acceptance and admiration. The woman was thrilled to see Joanne's closet full of beautiful dresses, and even more excited to help her choose the perfect outfit for their night out. From that day on, Joanne and the woman became inseparable. Joanne no longer felt like an outcast, but instead, she had found someone who loved and accepted her for exactly who she was - a crossdresser who wasn't afraid to show her true colors.

New dress and blouse, goes well with my heels

Just been reminded it's Dungeon Night at Hellfire next Friday - going there solo's never as much fun (damn i need a steady Dom/Domme!), but fun nonetheless! But... what to wear? (and no, sadly not me in the photos - working on it!) Or the little tartan skirt, white blouse, white kneesocks and dolly shoes with the red blazer and cuddly white teddy tucked under my arm?

dammit, where'd i put that white blouse?

I present, androgynously, my materially comfortable, stylish and very swishy accordion pleated Lingzhiyuan maxi skirt. It is complemented by a turtle neck blouse, a clutch purse/handbag, black Vancy Kitten heeled open toe buckle ankle shoes, musical accompaniment and a Walther PPK/S pistol: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JohUQLUG-IY When I was very young and a shorts wearer, my Mother was also my Barber in the 1990s. She would instruct me to sit on her stool in order to cut my hair. She frequently wore an evidently hypnotic black pleated cotton skirt which tickled my knees as it brushed across them while she was cutting my fringe. I now apparently have the image of her skirt deeply in my eyes. It was first noticed by my English Teacher in the 1990s and by subsequent girlfriends who have also mentioned it. The presence of the image and my Mother regularly sitting with her legs crossed on a high stool at our then Breakfast Bar with her new dark brown sequinned polyester accordion pleated midi skirt strikingly draped very close to the floor during the 1990s has strongly influenced my interest in androgyny, so I regularly wear one of my pleated or circle skirts/dresses at home. In November 2015, I was scapegoated by a group of criminals, who waited in a silver Private Hire Taxi outside the building in which I lived expecting me to emerge dressed as a woman with a bob hairstyle. My being dressed as a man rendered them indecisive with their execution plot, so the 3 men did not ambush & abduct me. In view of my androgynous modelling hobby saving my life, I shall continue to enjoy femininity. There's also additional information at; https://www.flickr.com/photos/127177664@N04/16024330889/in/dateposted-pub

I present, androgynously, my materially comfortable, stylish and very swishy grey Next Kilt. It is complemented by a Fruit of the Loom blouse and Very Voga open toe Bowknot Kitten heeled buckle shoes, with musical accompaniment entitled 'Kingpin In A Skirt'. Top 10: Best Catwalkers/ Models With The Best Walk: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4tep9W_zzYI&t=0s When I was very young and a shorts wearer, my Mother was also my Barber in the 1980s, so she would instruct me to sit on her low stool in order to cut my hair. She frequently wore an evidently hypnotic black pleated cotton skirt which tickled my knees as it brushed across them while she was cutting my fringe. I now apparently have the image of her skirt deeply in my eyes. It was first noticed by my English Teacher in the 1980s and by subsequent girlfriends who have also mentioned it. The presence of the image and my Mother regularly sitting with her legs crossed on a high stool at our then Breakfast Bar with her new dark brown sequinned polyester accordion pleated sequinned midi skirt strikingly draped very close to the floor during the 1980s has strongly influenced my interest in androgyny, so I regularly wear one of my pleated or circle skirts/dresses at home. In November 2015, I was scapegoated by a group of criminals, who waited in a silver Private Hire Taxi outside the building in which I lived expecting me to emerge dressed as a woman with a bob hairstyle. My being dressed as a man rendered them indecisive with their execution plot, so the 3 men did not ambush & abduct me. In view of my androgynous modelling hobby saving my life, I shall continue to enjoy femininity. There`s also additional information at; https://www.flickr.com/photos/127177664@N04/16024330889/in/dateposted-public/

I present, androgynously, my materially comfortable, stylish and very swishy accordion pleated Lingzhiyuan maxi skirt. It is complemented by a Turtleneck blouse, a belt holstered Walther PPK/S pistol and black Vancy Kitten heeled open toe buckle ankle shoes: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JohUQLUG-IY

Been called in to office this afternoon. I hope it’s promotion again so I thought I better look smart. Good old favourite navy skirt,tights and heels with white blouse. Xx

I present, androgynously, my materially comfortable and very elegantly draped accordion pleated papaya midi skirt. It is complemented by a Fruit of the Loom blouse and a heart themed elasticated belt:

Nice its cooler can get my stockings on, heels, anklets, skirt and my blouse. I absolutely love it

Got some pics of my new blouse, just love it. I feel great

Got a new purple blouse, feels incredible to wear it, even if its hot

Like a bit of leather occasionally, skirt and blouse from Next. Xx

The "mysterious little girl" style is intriguing and can be a lot of fun to explore! Here are some ideas to get you inspired: Clothes: * Loose and fluid pieces: long, flowing dresses, lace blouses, midi skirts. * Dark colors and neutral tones: black, gray, navy blue, brown. * Layers: layering different pieces to create a more complex look.

It’s interesting, I think, how my motivation to crossdress has evolved over the years. When I first started, as a young boy, I was curious about what it would feel like to have breasts and to wear a bra. I remember when I first tried on one of my mother’s bras, it was a huge turn-on. As my sister got older I would sneak into her room and try on her clothes, sometimes getting fully dressed up in a dress or skirt with a blouse. I felt beautiful, the way that I felt about women that I’d see in magazines and catalogs. No matter what I was wearing, I would always find myself extremely turned on, get off, and then be ashamed of what I’d done. In my teens I didn’t dress as often. I was in college and living in the dorms and even a fraternity house made it impossible. When I graduated and started living on my own I started buying lingerie and clothes for myself. I had everything a girl could dream of but kept it all a secret. Unfortunately, a girl I was dating found my stash one day and I was forced to purge everything. We broke up shortly after and I was forced to start over, still keeping things a secret. I continued to date and eventually got married. My wife knew about Brynn but didn't approve, so I had to keep her hidden. We divorced after 4 years for other reasons and things picked up again. By this time I had gone beyond just clothes. I had wigs, shoes, makeup, and even jewelry. I started dating again and was very upfront about crossdressing. Granted I told girls about it via text for fear of rejection again. Eventually a girl I was dating was OK with it, even curious. She asked me to model for her, so I did, and she loved it. We've been married for 6 years now and Brynn is a regular part of our lives (when the kids aren't around). The only conditions are that a) I have to model anything new that I buy and b) I have to be locked in chastity when I'm Brynn. I don't know if that's too forward for this but it's a part of who I am and I've come to love the control my wife puts on me. We've recently begun to explore pegging and feminization/sissification. I'll let y'all know how that goes, but so far,so good!

Afternoon all, I have a bit of a dilemma.. I work for a large manufacturing company as a manager so office based mainly, about a month ago I told the office staff I work closely with about my dressing, and they were all extremely supportive, two weeks ago we had a work night out for the office staff which I attended in a stunning black figure hugging dress, heels, the works, again everyone was supportive. Last week my boss called me into her office because she’d obviously heard the rumours and again she was supportive and said as long as it didn’t affect my work she’d be behind me all the way. I now have a meeting with HR on Monday which I suspect will go the same way. The question is where do I go from here, I suspect rumours will be going around the shop floor but not everyone will hear and there will be some people who don’t understand or approve, but do I just bite the bullet and go in one day in a mini skirt, heels etc give them all a shock and something to talk about for a day or do I do thing subtly, have already been tying my hair back every few days, do I go for some eye liner then a few days later a bit of foundation and also change my shirts for blouses (less the falsies) and work through more and more feminine trousers etc, Appreciate and advice from anyone whose gone through this Lots of love Summer

One time out with my corset over my blouse,this man thought it would be funny to untie it as I was walking.it made me kinda angry because it takes so much prep to look presentable.I composed myself,turned around and yelled at him in my best feminine English accent “why did you do that!Now tie it back immediately.”He did just as I said and apologized. I’m pretty sure I made his day though 🤣

My line boss called me a tart for showing a black bra through a white blouse. She meant it in a nice way xx

I Found the blouse for my skirt!!! 😍 🥰 Hugs an kisses 💋 😘