Same dress different stockings. Both felt amazing

A member asked me why, if I enjoy co cks so much, why not just offer to suck any....
I said well that's not the point, I actually don't ask that much.. A smooth shaven co ck with full head showing. That's my personal preference, one because it is much cleaner, ( just ask a Nurse) and two I cannot stand Hairs....
The only Boundary I'm pushing is asking those interested to wear Tights, Stockings or Holdups.... Not exactly the end of the world is it..... My idea here is two fold, one I just love Lingerie and Smooth Co cks, it really really gets me going and Two, it could very well not be the last time there wear some, as I and all CDs know it can get very addictive... To be honest I think I may have an issue as I love smooth **** in Stockings probably too much....
I wonder if the is a Co cks Annonomous
I would travel more to meet other people offering there help with my Training but time is an issue when married and working, I often have a short window of opportunity of a couple of hours, Tuesday, Thursday and Friday, on the occasional day off I may get longer.. most of my availability is between 2:30 and 4:30 at the latest... Hence why travelling is an issue...
So if anyone can accommodate this then let me know, if I find a trustworthy person, they can come to my house but even then we would have to be careful.. or maybe I would end up servicing you in the workshop
The other question I get is Why do you have to Swallow... Well again, I love it and no way am I cleaning that mess up
It's much easier just swallowing it all and job done, no dirty lingerie either....
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My original Details..........
Derby UK Lingerie CD Looking for Training

I'm looking for Co ck within 20 minutes of Spondon or Ilkeston for ongoing training purposes, I don't expect anything in return,
These are my criteria..
Smooth Shaven Co ck and Sacks
Full Co ck Head Showing
5" or more when hard
Willing to wear Tights or Holdups/Stockings ( Which I could supply)
This is for training only, I don't expect you to do anything else at all, ideally you can sit on the edge of the sofa or arm chair with your legs spread, you can read a book or play on your phone or watch TV.... I'm there to gain as much experience at sucking co ck as possible, I will be trying different techniques and will leave No Mess at all... So long as you are happy for me to Swallow.
Hopefully this will be at least 3 times a week hopefully more...
No one needs to know anything so if your married or with someone then that's fine.
Feedback on how I'm doing and how I can improve my extraction would be even better as the faster I get my fill the better I'm doing.
Age and looks are unimportant so long as it's legal, you should be fit and healthy and free from anything catching.
I expect you to be Very Clean, Tidy, Discreet and pleasant and Trustworthy... What I do will go no further and I expect the same.
Please check out my Profile and Pics and my Favourites to see what I'm like and what I like.
Contact me for any questions or details..
This is my Profile:-
https://www.flickr.com/people/11512300@N05/

These are my Favourites:-
https://www.flickr.com/photos/11512300@N05/favorites/

Something a little different for me (to say the least ). Just wanted to see how I’d look if, and when I pluck up the courage to leave the house as Miche

Derby UK Lingerie CD Looking for Co ck

I'm looking for Co ck within 20 minutes of Spondon or Ilkeston for ongoing training purposes, I don't expect anything in return,

These are my criteria.........
1. Smooth Shaven Co ck and Sacks
2. Full Co ck Head Showing
3. Prefer 5" or more when hard
4. You must be Willing to wear Tights or Holdups/Stockings ( Which I could supply)

This is for training only, I don't expect you to do anything else at all, ideally you can sit on the edge of the sofa or arm chair with your legs spread, you can read a book or play on your phone or watch TV.... I'm there to gain as much experience at sucking co ck as possible, I will be trying different techniques and will leave No Mess at all... So long as you are happy for me to Swallow.
Hopefully this will be at least 3 times a week hopefully more...
No one needs to know anything so if your married or with someone then that's fine.
Feedback on how I'm doing and how I can improve my extraction would be even better as the faster I get my fill the better I'm doing.
Age and looks are unimportant so long as it's legal, you should be fit and healthy and free from anything catching.
I expect you to be Very Clean, Tidy, Discreet and pleasant and Trustworthy... What I do will go no further and I expect the same.
Please check out my Profile and Pics and my Favourites to see what I'm like and what I like.

Contact me for any questions or details..

This is my Profile:-
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/people/11512300@N05/">www.flickr.com/people/11512300@N05/</a>

These are my Favourites:-
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/11512300@N05/favorites/">www.flickr.com/photos/11512300@N05/favorites/</a>

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In all cases I tend to have a rather get on with it sort of attitude, obviously everyone says hello and introduces themselves but time is prescious so getting down to business asap is just what I'm looking for. We will have got to know each other before by txt email or phone so when I arrive if you can just get comfortable, spread those legs, and let me have your co ck to feed from, it will allow me to be elsewhere or even get a second helping if your up to it....
Look forward to hearing from you soon

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It's been brought to my attention that some people offering there cocks for practice do NOT want to see my doing the task at hand, which Is perfectly understandable... Well other than closing your eyes there are a couple of options as it turns out...
1. Is to sit at a Table with legs spread under the table, then I will be under the table doing my training... Uncomfortable but I don't mind if it helps.
2. If you get on all fours with legs apart I can slide on my back behind you, lower you co ck down untill I can train like this.. this is the Reverse 69....
Hope this helps xx

If you are a CD anyway and fit the above criteria then obviously we can have even more very naughty fun together so long as I get my fill lol xx

My Best Pics and Very Naughty Stories are in my Group Below:-
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>

Hello, my dear sisters, I want to tell you how I chose a wig for myself. It's great for those who have the opportunity to grow their hair out and then style it like a woman, but not so great for those who, for whatever reason, can't. Then comes the need to choose a wig. And then comes the problem of choice: different hairstyles, different colors, different trends, and our own ideas of beauty. How can I choose without making a mistake, so that it suits me and makes me look beautiful? At first, I chose the simplest method:
buying wigs, trying them on, and then choosing the one that suits me. I quickly realized that this was both expensive and that not
every hairstyle and hair color would suit me. I wasn't brave or confident enough to go to the store and try on all the wigs to choose the one that suits me. So, I decided to take a scientific approach and began researching various information. I hope what I learned will help you. The first thing I learned was that everyone has their own face shape, and for one face shape, a hairstyle will suit and visually enhance the look, while for another face shape, the same hairstyle will be categorically unsuitable and, conversely, will only worsen the visual perception. So I started searching, typing into Google "how to determine your face shape," and began researching. It turns out there are six face shapes, and according to other sources, seven. It's just that one shape, the diamond shape, is extremely rare and almost completely ignored.
All that remains is to figure out what your face shape is.
There are many ways to do this, from complex ones that require measuring specific parts of the face and making calculations, to the simplest. After struggling with measuring my face, I chose two simplest methods: 1) Trace my reflection in the mirror with a washable marker and determine my face shape. 2) Now, with the development of neural network algorithms,
there are many programs that let you take a selfie of your face, and the program will determine your face type. This is even easier than all the other methods.
After trying several programs and confirming that the algorithms' opinions on my face shape were consistent, I moved on to the second step, finding out which hairstyles would suit MY face shape. I started searching for information again, found the information, and wrote down the names of the hairstyles on paper, as I had no idea what they looked like. My third step was to search for all the names of hairstyles that suited me and look for photos to get an idea of ​​what these hairstyles looked like. This allowed me to eliminate some hairstyles that, while they suited me, I didn't like them. My selection criteria were medium-length hair, so I got the wig you see in the photo. I gave the others that didn't suit me as gifts to sisters like me.

A couple of links to AI facial analyzers. There are actually a lot of them, in different versions. The more you try, the more accurate they will be.

https://www.reversely.ai/face-shape-detector

https://faceshapedetector.ai/

One BUT. The next step, which I'll cover another time, is to know your skin tone. Some colors will flatter you, while others will make you look worse. This applies not only to hair color and wigs, but also to clothing, underwear, and, of course, makeup.
I hope you enjoyed this and found it helpful.

Happy weekend everyone hope its joyful and relaxing
New skirt from amazon haul one of 4 in different colours

Most of my clothing I buy secondhand, predominantly from charity shops.
So I was quite surprised to find two of the exact same skirt, in different charity shops, same manufacturer, same design, but different colour scheme.....

One is black/brown and the other black/grey.

The material is soft, but they are proper pencil skirts, small dainty steps when walking

When i first started taking cross dressing seriously, as in not just for sexual gratification, i didnt even have a femme name, so i decided on a name that would sound good with my surname, so i chose Megan, Megan Roe (yes I'm on Farcebook), then i bought a variety of wigs, different colours, styles etc, picked the ones that suited me best, threw the rest, i then went and bought casual clothes, my makeup is ever growing, and I'm not too bad at it, and i still set myself goals however big and small for each month,

Hi, new here and looking for advice please? How do you cover up body hair if you cannot shave due to people realising something is different? X

Good day, sisters. We're all passionate about the same thing, but we're all different, with varying degrees of experience in the subject and different starting points. Does this mean we should give up and abandon everything if we don't fit someone else's ever-changing, made-up standards? No! In this passion, I try to rely not only on intuition and trial and error, but also on the knowledge I gain by combing through mountains of information and adapting it to my own needs. Would you be interested if I wrote something on this topic occasionally? If so, I will occasionally, as there are no textbooks on our passion..

A very different look but I look amazing

I am sixty-five years old, and there are mornings when my bones creak like old floorboards, when the mirror offers me a face that has known too many winters. But there is also satin.

It begins there, always.

Not with the clothes people expect, not dresses or heels or anything loud, but with the quiet, shimmering certainty of a headscarf unfolded across my lap. Oversized. Generous. A full square of light, as if someone had captured a piece of dawn and stitched its edges.

I keep them in a pine ottoman chest at the foot of my bed. When I lift the lid, the faint scent of pine wood and time rises, mingling with the cool, whispering smoothness of fabric. They are stacked carefully: florals, paisleys, deep jewel tones, pale creams, even one the colour of storm clouds just before rain. Some are silk satin, impossibly soft, almost liquid. Others are polyester blends still glossy, still kind to the touch, but sturdier, as if meant for endurance.

I tell myself it began for practical reasons. Hair protection, I say. Friction reduction. At my age, what hair remains deserves gentleness. And it’s true the satin glides where cotton drags, it soothes where wool irritates. At night, when I wrap my head, I sleep more peacefully, my scalp free from the tug and dryness that used to wake me.

But that is only the surface of it.

The truth is, when I lift one of those oversized scarves sometimes a full 130 centimeters across it feels like lifting a veil between lives.

I was not always honest about who I was. For decades, I wore what was expected, spoke in the tones expected, moved through the world like a man following a script written long before I was born. There is a heaviness to that kind of living. It settles into your shoulders, your spine, your breath.

The first time I wrapped a satin headscarf around my head, I did it clumsily. I had watched videos, read guides. Fold into a triangle, they said. Bring the corners forward, tie at the nape or under the chin. Smooth the edges. Adjust.

I remember the colour deep burgundy, with a faint floral pattern that caught the light. When I tied it, the fabric slipped against itself with a soft hush, like a secret being kept.

And then I looked in the mirror.

I did not see a caricature. I did not see something absurd or theatrical. I saw softness. I saw a version of myself that had been waiting, patiently, beneath years of denial. The scarf framed my face, softened the lines, held me together in a way nothing else ever had.

Now, it is ritual.

In the mornings, I choose carefully. If I am staying in, I might select something large and enveloping a square so wide it can drape over my shoulders, falling like a shawl. Sometimes I wrap it turban style, tucking the ends neatly, letting the fabric build a quiet crown around my head. Other times, I let it hang loose, a triangle tied under my chin, like something out of an old photograph.

When I go out rarely, but more often than I used to, I choose patterns that feel like companions rather than disguises. A muted paisley. A soft, vintage floral. Nothing too bold, but never apologetic.

People look, of course. Some with curiosity, some with confusion. A few with kindness. I have learned to endure the rest. At sixty five, you realize that most people are too occupied with their own reflections to truly see yours.

At home, the scarves become more than adornment. They are utility, yes sleep caps, shoulder wraps, even something to tie around a bag handle for a touch of colour. But they are also comfort. When I feel the weight of years pressing too hard, I wrap one around my shoulders and sit by the window.

The satin catches the light differently at every hour. Morning makes it glow. Afternoon sharpens its sheen. Evening turns it into something softer, almost like memory.

Sometimes I run the fabric between my fingers, back and forth, feeling its smooth resistance, the way it refuses to snag or cling. It reminds me that gentleness can be strong. That something soft can endure.

I have more than I need. I know that. A drawer full, a chest full, a small collection that borders on obsession. There are handmade ones, with careful stitching at the edges. Reversible ones, satin on both sides, offering two moods in one piece. Silk feel ones that mimic luxury so well it hardly matters that they are not the real thing.

Each has a story, or at least a feeling attached to it. This one for sleepless nights. That one for quiet afternoons. Another for the rare courage of stepping outside as I am.

I do not pretend that a headscarf changes everything. The world is still the world. My body is still heavy, my steps still slow, my past still filled with compromises I cannot undo.

But when I tie that satin around my head, something aligns.

The fabric smooths not just my hair, but something deeper something that has always been frayed. It holds me, gently but firmly, in a shape that feels right.

And for a little while, that is enough.

"To be honest, I’ve hit a breaking point and finally quit my job. I’m feeling pretty rough right now, but I found these lyrics that perfectly capture why I had to get out. It’s dark, it’s raw, and it’s exactly how I’ve been feeling lately:"

One gulp of coffee, then I sprint to the station,
Dive into the Tube, yawn’s a constant sensation.
I bent over backwards to get here on time,
So hello, hello… it’s the usual crime.
Well, hello to you all and your fucking tired faces!

A sip of some tea, smoke breaks with the herd,
You’re back here again, and it’s frankly absurd.
I don’t smile at strangers, I’ve nothing to say,
I’ve saved all my smiles for you lot today.
Yeah, hello to you all and your fucking tired faces!

When I’ve had quite enough and I’m ready to retch,
I’ll quit this shit job, every miserable stretch.
I’ll think of you all on a grey, rainy day,
How I tore out my hair just to come play the game,
Just to get here and see you...
Well, hello to you all and your fucking tired faces!

I’ll sing of new colleagues like a bird in the spring,
"I'm so glad to be here!" is the song I will sing.
You’re better than them, you’re a different race —
You’re lovely, you’re cool, you’re all over the place...
At least for right now — before you’re just fucking tired faces!

A different pair of leggings for y'all to gawk at! tell me what you think! Pretty tight

Loving to see the sunshine and I’m loving my new longer dress different style from usual but I just love it x Only problem is that it does have a tendency to ride up as you walk!

Glow different

My new computer desktop image, from my own original image from Yesterdays post of the dress that I bought from the charity shop, with AI help from NightCafe and ChatGPT with added subtle variation and imperfection with different body angles .

I went with something different this time so what do you guys think about it ?
https://t.me/Quinn_Valerie

I was sitting on the sofa, gently running my fingers over my collection of smooth satin scarves, enjoying their soft shimmer in the light. Suddenly, you burst into the living room.
"You're late today," I said with a teasing smile. "Did untying those scarves take so long? Oh, but you look so elegant again."
You were just in time. I had been searching for the perfect headscarf to match the outfit I planned to wear tomorrow my birthday. You were invited too, of course.
That’s when I noticed it your skirt was sticking up noticeably. I couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
"Take one of the satin scarves," I instructed, my voice warm yet firm. "Wrap it around yourself and start pleasuring right away."
I smiled as you obeyed. "I understand… I’m crazy about scarves today too. I’ve even spread some out all over the sofa!"
While you began, I picked up different satin headscarves, trying them on one after another and draping a few luxuriously over my legs, letting the silky fabric glide across my skin.
Finally, it was your turn. "Oh, how beautifully you’re dressed today," I murmured appreciatively. "All in satin… yes, it really suits you."
I leaned forward, eyes sparkling. "Come here. I have five new satin scarves for you. I’ll show them to you now. They’re gorgeous perfect for spring!"
I held them up one by one, letting you admire the rich colors and glossy sheen. "I’ll show you more satin scarves later, but first…"
My tone shifted into that familiar commanding sweetness. "Then you’ll get your daily task from me: Go to your room now and put on one of the new satin scarves. Then get the dildo and pleasure your hole nicely, playing with yourself at the same time, until you have an orgasm!"
Later, I slowly tied a silk scarf tightly around my own neck, watching your reaction closely. I saw it immediately your panties grew much tighter. I smiled knowingly. "Yes, I know that excites you."
"You can sniff the silk scarf that I gave you," I continued softly, "and you can start edging with a vibrator. But you stay in your panties today."
I settled back comfortably. "Today I’m taking time for you."
I reflected quietly on the last few years, thinking about how it all started between us. We sat down together on the sofa. I wanted you near me.
"Look," I said, holding up the old panties I had kept. "I’ve picked out the old ones… see how big they were?" I laughed lightly. "Huge, compared to the last few years when you were only allowed to wear tight panties."
I placed a hand gently on your thigh, my voice soft but full of control. "In the meantime, you’ve become so subservient to me… even helpless. And even though I don’t always let you pleasure yourself fully… you’re mine now."
I smiled, pulling you a little closer. "Aren’t you?"

Still can't get my cage on,found some 3d printable cages, so going to print some different types.
I will get it sorted soon, I hope

Are there any girls in Spain that speak English that could advice me as to the different cosmetics and whats best to start with. Thank you xx

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

Derby UK Lingerie CD Looking for Co ck

I'm looking for Co ck within 20 minutes of Spondon or Ilkeston for ongoing training purposes, I don't expect anything in return,

These are my criteria.........
1. Smooth Shaven Co ck and Sacks
2. Full Co ck Head Showing
3. Prefer 5" or more when hard
4. You must be Willing to wear Tights or Holdups/Stockings ( Which I could supply)

This is for training only, I don't expect you to do anything else at all, ideally you can sit on the edge of the sofa or arm chair with your legs spread, you can read a book or play on your phone or watch TV.... I'm there to gain as much experience at sucking co ck as possible, I will be trying different techniques and will leave No Mess at all... So long as you are happy for me to Swallow.
Hopefully this will be at least 3 times a week hopefully more...
No one needs to know anything so if your married or with someone then that's fine.
Feedback on how I'm doing and how I can improve my extraction would be even better as the faster I get my fill the better I'm doing.
Age and looks are unimportant so long as it's legal, you should be fit and healthy and free from anything catching.
I expect you to be Very Clean, Tidy, Discreet and pleasant and Trustworthy... What I do will go no further and I expect the same.
Please check out my Profile and Pics and my Favourites to see what I'm like and what I like.

Contact me for any questions or details..

This is my Profile:-
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/people/11512300@N05/">www.flickr.com/people/11512300@N05/</a>

These are my Favourites:-
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/11512300@N05/favorites/">www.flickr.com/photos/11512300@N05/favorites/</a>

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In all cases I tend to have a rather get on with it sort of attitude, obviously everyone says hello and introduces themselves but time is prescious so getting down to business asap is just what I'm looking for. We will have got to know each other before by txt email or phone so when I arrive if you can just get comfortable, spread those legs, and let me have your co ck to feed from, it will allow me to be elsewhere or even get a second helping if your up to it....
Look forward to hearing from you soon

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It's been brought to my attention that some people offering there cocks for practice do NOT want to see my doing the task at hand, which Is perfectly understandable... Well other than closing your eyes there are a couple of options as it turns out...
1. Is to sit at a Table with legs spread under the table, then I will be under the table doing my training... Uncomfortable but I don't mind if it helps.
2. If you get on all fours with legs apart I can slide on my back behind you, lower you co ck down untill I can train like this.. this is the Reverse 69....
Hope this helps xx

If you are a CD anyway and fit the above criteria then obviously we can have even more very naughty fun together so long as I get my fill lol xx

My Best Pics and Very Naughty Stories are in my Group Below:-
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/">www.flickr.com/groups/14871084@N25/</a>

Feeling different today

My 2nd day of dressing up What an amazing day! Trying a different look, along with my new wig. Decided to go with the masquerade mask, as I haven’t tried to do makeup properly yet, so just lipstick today

I am devastated
Old and quite kind man fall in love with my images.
All Ladies tricks did not work
Photos and verses were stronger than Stright No
below...
It looks like Kate get into troubles of her role...
Hope not more girly problems...

A Sleep ...

My gates are closed.
Garden sleeps
In quiety of night
So many failed
Open gate...
Why do you
Wish to try?
I might agree
Might open
Door
Might even
Talk time through...
It is excuse
To say upon
I never love,
Love true...
Do you so wish
Me lie and try?
You wish me
Get undressed?
Is it the only reason
Why
You are
My Garden Guest?
No...?
you just wanted see
The plants?
Cornflowers in night...?
Strange wish my visitor
Alas
They are shadows of my past...

I wish
I'll fall in Love one day
And open
To my dreams...
But I have lost
My wish
To try
Be Loved
Be shy
Be pleased ...

Don't try
To change my mind
My  Guest
With hope of
Next time...
How could
I be ...,
Ohh well,
"Princess..."
All after
I have passed?
Forgive me
Shyness
Please, excuse
That I am
Saying straight
My Lotus
Sleep,
Forever
Sleep,
Not opens
In the night...
Please do not
Hope
"I Love You..."
Might anything
To change...
I just was touched
By orange trace
Of lips
On photograph...
I happy freindly
Chat sometimes
And write
You verses though...
But promise
Never
Never
Touch
My Hair
Just at all?
I am alone
Most life
Too late
To try to change
Yes I am old
I am doing
Fine
My voice?
What could it change...?

I could not be
too close fast
I wish
You stay unhurt...
But thank you
For you sending
Heart....
In hands
That opens night...

Please let me
Be shy girl
Away
My voice
Is just
My words...
My life
Is different
And may too frighten
You a lot....

Am I too strange?
Sentimental?
No
I don't trust in Love...
It brought
Too much
Into my life....
Unwanted
From above...


Nothing helps
He is really abusive

I just hate to play with men

Hi, today I’m trying my new top with 3 different sets, I wonder which one you like the most. The first is with black bra…… Enjoy the weekend!

Different style than normal~ but isnt this cute x i feel like a housewife hehe

Hello ladies
Trying different combo.
Hope it's good on me

Something slightly different for the rest of the afternoon and I can walk

A small set from yesterday.
Not chasing perfection here. Just sharing where I’m at right now.
Confidence looks different depending on the day.

#crossdresser
#genderexpression
#femmeenergy
#softconfidence
#selfexpression
#quietmoments
#personal
#lgbtq

Last post for today. Something a bit different. Which combination is your favourite? All paired with my very cute knee high socks.
Loafers; White Dress Shoes; Ankle Boots; and Converse. :)

Random question. Has anyone here ever worn shoes or heels for that matter in mud? I know it might sound a bit random but let me explain. Ever since I can remember I've always loved playing in mud. Having had a semi country upbringing. I was always playing in mud. First it started with Rain Boots but then overtime I decided to try different shoes. I think I remember wearing my leather ankle boots in mud as well as my Converse Sneakers. Both an amazing experience. More recently I wore my Mary Jane Flats in mud and that was so much fun. Would be interested in hearing your thoughts and opinions on this anyway. :)

Pink Leopard Chiffon, Different Looks, Which is Best?

These Are AI photo of me, face and pose is me, just thought I would see how I look in various different outfits, really like the wedding dress ones

I got logged out and when I logged back in the feed layout was different. Anyone else have the same?

I'm debating whether to go out on Thursday afternoon or not I might Wetherspoon or somewhere different what do you think

As promised the first pics from the weekend. My Mis tress Lana Steins was surprised it was totaly different from what she has seen before on me. What do you think? Is it a good dress for a wedding party? 🫣 #sissy #crossdresser #sissyslut

I don't think glams gets it. She can keep starting new accounts with different numbers but will still get reported and blocked. Go on a BDSM site, no one is interested

A number of years ago, I walked into a small back street Charity Shop on the edge of town. I wasn’t really looking for anything specific just browsing, killing time, letting my eyes wander over the racks the way I always did when I felt that familiar restless itch under my skin. Then I saw it. Hanging slightly askew on a padded hanger near the back wall, half-hidden behind a row of sensible navy blazers, was a floor-length satin bridal gown. Ivory, not stark white. The bodice was structured but not boned, the skirt a gentle A-line that flared softly rather than ballooning into tulle insanity. A modest neckline. Delicate lace overlay on the shoulders and upper chest. And pinned to the hanger was the tag: Size 32 Worn once £49. My heart gave a hard, guilty thud. I’m a UK 18" collar with a 50" chest in men’s shirts. But dresses… dresses measure differently. Especially wedding dresses. Especially ones made to accommodate curves most people would call “plus size.” I glanced around. The shop was quiet. An older woman with silver hair was sorting bric-a-brac at the counter; a younger volunteer early twenties, purple streaks in her hair was steaming something in the corner. I lifted the gown off the rail. The satin felt cool and liquid against my palms. Heavy in the right way. I carried it toward the changing cubicle like I was smuggling contraband. “Would you like to try it on, love?” the silver-haired woman called out. Her voice was kind, matter-of-fact. No trace of surprise or judgement. I froze for half a second. “Yes please,” I managed. My voice sounded smaller than usual. She smiled. “Curtain’s already drawn back there. Take your time. Shout if you need a hand with the zip.” The cubicle was narrow, just a full-length mirror screwed to the wall, a single hook, and a thin beige curtain that didn’t quite reach the floor. I hung the dress on the hook and stripped quickly out of my jeans, hoodie, socks, boxers, down to bare skin that already felt too warm, too alive. My **** was already half-hard just from touching the fabric, from the sheer improbability of this moment. I reached into the pocket of my discarded jeans on the floor and found the condom I always carried now just in case. Fingers trembling, I tore the packet, rolled the latex down over my throbbing length, making sure the reservoir tip was positioned correctly. The relief of containment was immediate. No stains. No evidence. Just secret, pulsing heat trapped safely inside. I stepped into the gown. The skirt whispered up my calves, over my thighs. I pulled it past my hips slowly, carefully and the satin glided over the soft roundness of my belly without catching. I tugged the bodice up over my chest. The cups were generously cut, there was room. Actual room. I reached behind and found the long invisible zip. It slid up smoothly, no resistance, no straining. When I let my arms drop, the dress settled around me like it had been waiting. I looked in the mirror. The reflection showed someone soft and full and blushing furiously beneath ivory satin. The modest neckline framed the gentle swell of my chest and the faint shadow of cleavage created by the way the bodice pushed everything together. My hips looked wide and womanly beneath the smooth fall of fabric. My belly made a soft, proud curve against the front of the skirt. I turned sideways. The line from back to front was lush, generous, unapologetic. It fit. It actually fit. A small, involuntary whimper escaped me. I heard footsteps outside the curtain. “Everything alright in there?” It was the younger volunteer this time. I swallowed. “Yes. Um… could you, could you maybe check the zip? Just to make sure it’s all the way up?” The curtain parted a few inches. She peeked in, eyes widening for only a heartbeat before her face softened into a genuine smile. She stepped inside careful, professional and fastened the tiny hook-and-eye at the top of the zip I hadn’t been able to reach. Her fingers were gentle. “There. Perfect. It’s like it was made for you.” I couldn’t speak. My **** was fully hard now, straining painfully against the satin lining. A bead of pre-cum had already escaped and I could feel the slippery warmth of it against the inside of the dress. I smoothed the front of the skirt with both hands. The satin gleamed under the fluorescent light. I looked sill looked like a bloke in a dress. A big, soft, blushing, overweight very happy bride. When I finally stepped out, both women were waiting. “I’ll take it,” I said. Whilst the younger woman unhooked and unzipped me, the silver-haired woman rang it up. “£49. Cash or card, love?” I handed over my card. I left the Charity Shop with the dress folded carefully in a large carrier bag, the memory of satin against every inch of my skin still electric. And for the first time in years, I didn’t feel like I was hiding. I felt like I was finally beginning to find myself.

Why ??? ...

I often think
About girls
Who like
To live
Me with...

Who I am?
Prince in funny dress?
A doll?
Or just Caprise?
Or do they feel in me
Princess
Who's different and soft?
Not too agressive at the end
"With money , tools and worth..."

I do not know...
When I'm dressed
Some look on me
With interest...
So I am not
Prevert for them...
But who?
Hermaphrodite?
Not yet?

Or maybe many are
Just blind....
Attracted to my legs?
Or envy?
I did never mind
If girls have interest

Some few who knew me
In the past
Are still confused
And cold...
I do not know
Should or must
I take off all my shorts?
Should I be naked
Or be in tights?
What difference it makes?
Or visous circle locks so tight... in there
By witch spelt...?
Why we're rejected
Being in tights?
Why liked to be just naked?
This problem's wondering
My mind
Why it is sin to be so stright.
To walk
To show legs...
Why it is frightening
For whem
If not about sex...?
I do not know
In my brain
There is perhaps a gap ..

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

Soul and Body...

Soul or Body?
Body or Soul?
I met nobody
I lost my goal,
Wish to be close
Wish to be with...
Soul remains
Body hardly
Forgive...
Pill after pill
Makes the different
Shapes
Smiles
Emotions
Wishes
Heat waves

Empty
Just
Soul
All gone what has stayed
Nobody
Soul
Of Girl
That was pale
Girl
That was boy
For no reason
too long
Boy who was hiding
All wishes
Too strong...
Yesterday
Boy
And tomorrow
Just girl
Soul
Unchanged...
Body-
Just
One more doll...

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