• Oh 'eck.........Just been to Tesco and, as I was walking back to Florence, somebody in the car park blew their nose and, it made that really loud 'trumpety' sound. As you can well belive, rather than ignoring it, 'Little Miss Immature' here, bursts out into a full on GIGGLE FIT!. xx
    Oh 'eck.........Just been to Tesco and, as I was walking back to Florence, somebody in the car park blew their nose and, it made that really loud 'trumpety' sound. As you can well belive, rather than ignoring it, 'Little Miss Immature' here, bursts out into a full on GIGGLE FIT!. 😁😁😈🀭🀣 xx
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  • Just had these pantyhose delivered and I have a friend staying over so sneaked of to bedroom to try them on
    Just had these pantyhose delivered and I have a friend staying over so sneaked of to bedroom to try them on ❀️❀️
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  • First but not the last photo ...

    It was one of my first open trips as Kate, one of the first successful photo. All as I trully wanted blue lashes, choclate lipstick, long hair...
    I publish it now as I do not know if I am able to continue
    Almost a year of photo work came to sudden problem
    Security Seems to have camera in where I change
    Against any law and ordinary human sence
    Every time I lock to change late in the evening they immediately come to ask if anything OK with me...
    No it is not OK with me I want peacefuly lock myself make make up and chose dress.
    And live that little time as Kate...
    At First I thought an accident now I know not And I may easily loose my job too.For that I soend time in loo aftwr honestly done work...

    I need to make a pause
    Stop desining
    May be train myself better makeup somewhere
    The oublic baby changing room do not allow to lock yourself
    I would never fo it at home...
    Just nowhere to do what I like if only Kate on a trip...

    Wish you all peaceful time
    I might still write something or work on old photos but they are not so good any more for me

    Lots of Love
    Good Health and strong pleasant tights...
    Love Light and Joy.
    Kate
    First but not the last photo ... It was one of my first open trips as Kate, one of the first successful photo. All as I trully wanted blue lashes, choclate lipstick, long hair... I publish it now as I do not know if I am able to continue Almost a year of photo work came to sudden problem Security Seems to have camera in where I change Against any law and ordinary human sence Every time I lock to change late in the evening they immediately come to ask if anything OK with me... No it is not OK with me I want peacefuly lock myself make make up and chose dress. And live that little time as Kate... At First I thought an accident now I know not And I may easily loose my job too.For that I soend time in loo aftwr honestly done work... I need to make a pause Stop desining May be train myself better makeup somewhere The oublic baby changing room do not allow to lock yourself I would never fo it at home... Just nowhere to do what I like if only Kate on a trip... Wish you all peaceful time I might still write something or work on old photos but they are not so good any more for me Lots of Love Good Health and strong pleasant tights... Love Light and Joy. Kate
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  • These adds i never see the person they say its about and according to them every celeb in the world now lives in Bristol what a croc !
    These adds i never see the person they say its about and according to them every celeb in the world now lives in Bristol what a croc !
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  • I would love a mystery knicker parcel delivered be so excited to see what i have to wear if anyone wants to do a parcel messge me x
    I would love a mystery knicker parcel delivered be so excited to see what i have to wear if anyone wants to do a parcel messge me x
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  • https://www.youtube.com/live/pBsSRdagm50?si=V6x5MHYwS8__LYBW
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  • Im live on yourube. Come see me xxx
    Im live on yourube. Come see me xxx
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  • Who Am I Today

    Verse 1
    Who am I today?
    Am I the same as yesterday?
    Or have I changed a little more,
    moving closer to that distant shore.

    Chorus
    Two lives inside of me,
    two truths, two destinies.
    One that hides, one that breaks free—
    both are real, both are me.

    Verse 2
    The night dissolves, the morning stays.
    I walk the line of shifting ways.
    Each breath I take, a choice is near—
    which voice I follow, which disappears.

    Verse 3
    But in the silence, I still believe
    that something brighter waits for me.
    The world can be better, I can be too—
    whichever self steps forward, it’s still true

    #twinklelittlestar
    Who Am I Today Verse 1 Who am I today? Am I the same as yesterday? Or have I changed a little more, moving closer to that distant shore. Chorus Two lives inside of me, two truths, two destinies. One that hides, one that breaks free— both are real, both are me. Verse 2 The night dissolves, the morning stays. I walk the line of shifting ways. Each breath I take, a choice is near— which voice I follow, which disappears. Verse 3 But in the silence, I still believe that something brighter waits for me. The world can be better, I can be too— whichever self steps forward, it’s still true #twinklelittlestar
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  • Well, lets start with FATE HATES ME. I went to visit my Dad. He lives close by so I just put a dress on my sport bra and stings. What can go wrong….? I brought donats and Dad asked me to prepare sodas. He is using sodastream. I had a choice with the syrups Pepsi or Tonic. Fate hates me, so I chose tonic. I always know it, I always remember that the tonic syrup (and only tonic) always makes the fountain unless the bottle is closed instantly. Today is Friday, I was waiting for the weekend and drinks back at home… and forgot. Everything, I mean everything on me was wet (I was trying not to flood the entire kitchen so took all the load on me – somebody may say it’s sexy other can add it’s a turn on and I will not argue that , but I was soaked wet at my father’s..). I sweared like a sailor and He came to see what happened, saw me all wet and said take it all off……… I run to the bathroom, no problem with bra, but panties. I did something that will haunt me for the rest of my life…. Found some in the dirt basket. Not mine. I was fighting for my life, please understand…. :) And survived! Have a great weekend! Picture is here just to underline that Fate hates me.
    Well, lets start with FATE HATES ME. I went to visit my Dad. He lives close by so I just put a dress on my sport bra and stings. What can go wrong….? I brought donats and Dad asked me to prepare sodas. He is using sodastream. I had a choice with the syrups Pepsi or Tonic. Fate hates me, so I chose tonic. I always know it, I always remember that the tonic syrup (and only tonic) always makes the fountain unless the bottle is closed instantly. Today is Friday, I was waiting for the weekend and drinks back at home… and forgot. Everything, I mean everything on me was wet (I was trying not to flood the entire kitchen so took all the load on me – somebody may say it’s sexy other can add it’s a turn on and I will not argue that 😊, but I was soaked wet at my father’s..). I sweared like a sailor and He came to see what happened, saw me all wet and said take it all off……… I run to the bathroom, no problem with bra, but panties. I did something that will haunt me for the rest of my life…. Found some in the dirt basket. Not mine. I was fighting for my life, please understand…. :) And survived! Have a great weekend! Picture is here just to underline that Fate hates me.
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  • This is the time of year with many deliveries of Xmas presents from Amazon etc. The question is to dress or not to dress. Never opened the door to the postie dressed before.
    This is the time of year with many deliveries of Xmas presents from Amazon etc. The question is to dress or not to dress. Never opened the door to the postie dressed before.
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  • I had a really busy week, so today - FRIDAY I needed relax and went shopping. I wanted to buy gym leggings, to show GemSta how a nice ass really looks like . Haven’t found anything nice and black, but spotted nice, black and regular jeans. Of course, I was wearing g-string as usually. I went to the changing room with several cabinets with curtains. It was just jeans, I was listening music on my headphones (Måneskin - "I Wanna Be Your *****. Live – it is so much better that studio version, and the bass guitar girl….OMG) not paying any attention to what is happening and did not close the curtains entirely. I took off my old jeans, bent over and then glimpsed with the corner of my eye that some people stares at me….. . Mother and father waiting for their kid. As you may have guested correctly It turned me on, obviously (life is not easy), but I can swear, I saw it in their eyes ….. they will go wild tonight! The obvious morale of the story is……. Not every superhero wears a cape! (So I took mine off, as you may see on the attached picture). Enjoy the weekend!
    I had a really busy week, so today - FRIDAY I needed relax and went shopping. I wanted to buy gym leggings, to show GemSta how a nice ass really looks like 😊. Haven’t found anything nice and black, but spotted nice, black and regular jeans. Of course, I was wearing g-string as usually. I went to the changing room with several cabinets with curtains. It was just jeans, I was listening music on my headphones (Måneskin - "I Wanna Be Your Slave. Live – it is so much better that studio version, and the bass guitar girl….OMG) not paying any attention to what is happening and did not close the curtains entirely. I took off my old jeans, bent over and then glimpsed with the corner of my eye that some people stares at me….. . Mother and father waiting for their kid. As you may have guested correctly It turned me on, obviously (life is not easy), but I can swear, I saw it in their eyes ….. they will go wild tonight! The obvious morale of the story is……. Not every superhero wears a cape! (So I took mine off, as you may see on the attached picture😊). Enjoy the weekend!
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  • So I've just joined and wqs hoping tk post a photo etc. But confused as using a mobile phone and theres all these pop up adverts. I live in Manchester thankfully so all is good
    So I've just joined and wqs hoping tk post a photo etc. But confused as using a mobile phone and theres all these pop up adverts. I live in Manchester thankfully so all is good
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  • If you haven't already, you ever think you will reveal your hidden side?
    I really want to now there's nothing to lose but I live in a pretty backwards old town and life would be made hell with the frustrated secretly curious men.

    I know I could move, but I love my homelands and I am sick of new beginnings.
    Thank you
    If you haven't already, you ever think you will reveal your hidden side? I really want to now there's nothing to lose but I live in a pretty backwards old town and life would be made hell with the frustrated secretly curious men. I know I could move, but I love my homelands and I am sick of new beginnings. Thank you 😻
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  • I never really got into crossdressing until about 7 years ago, (I am 47) but it always in me and sometimes it would come out, Halloween especially, another reason I love that season.
    But looking back, one of my first memories was locking myself in my older sister's room and getting caught in her dress. I think I was born to crossdress.
    Now I have been single a long time and I live alone so I am free to express myself I find Cat was definitely always there, I am not one for regrets, but I wish I had set Cat free years ago, but it was a different world then.
    I am pleased and thankful the Cat can come out of the bag now, even if the bag is hidden in closet.
    I never really got into crossdressing until about 7 years ago, (I am 47) but it always in me and sometimes it would come out, Halloween especially, another reason I love that season. But looking back, one of my first memories was locking myself in my older sister's room and getting caught in her dress. I think I was born to crossdress. Now I have been single a long time and I live alone so I am free to express myself I find Cat was definitely always there, I am not one for regrets, but I wish I had set Cat free years ago, but it was a different world then. I am pleased and thankful the Cat can come out of the bag now, even if the bag is hidden in closet.
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  • So, my aunt lives in the forest. She asked me to help her cleaning the roof of leaves and needles. As today was a cold but sunny day, I though wearing nice panties on the root is a good idea. I took g-string, the same I am wearing on the attached picture (To avoid all questions concerning the picture: Under my regular cloth I was wearing just g-string. No heels, stockings etc. I would love to do the work all dressed up, but as I mentioned yesterday – We have really cold November). The problem was, that this time the roof was really wet and slippery. At one point a was really on the verge of falling down. In that instant moment, the millisecond I thought that the doctors in the Hospital will be so excited with my sexy panties and……. It turned me on. I didn’t fall. The obvious moral of this story is….. it is so curious how the human brain works…….. Good evening Everybody.
    So, my aunt lives in the forest. She asked me to help her cleaning the roof of leaves and needles. As today was a cold but sunny day, I though wearing nice panties on the root is a good idea. I took g-string, the same I am wearing on the attached picture (To avoid all questions concerning the picture: Under my regular cloth I was wearing just g-string. No heels, stockings etc. I would love to do the work all dressed up, but as I mentioned yesterday – We have really cold November). The problem was, that this time the roof was really wet and slippery. At one point a was really on the verge of falling down. In that instant moment, the millisecond I thought that the doctors in the Hospital will be so excited with my sexy panties and……. It turned me on. I didn’t fall. The obvious moral of this story is….. it is so curious how the human brain works…….. Good evening Everybody.
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  • Hi there I'm Missy a bi closet cross dresser and looking for discreet fun, weekend if possible, I can accommodate descreetly if you can travel, I live in St Helens Merseyside and looking to explore my sexualty more and hopefully have fun xxx
    Hi there I'm Missy a bi closet cross dresser and looking for discreet fun, weekend if possible, I can accommodate descreetly if you can travel, I live in St Helens Merseyside and looking to explore my sexualty more and hopefully have fun xxx
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  • Cross-dressing allows individuals to explore and express different facets of their personality and identity that they may not be able to in their everyday lives due to societal expectations. This can lead to a greater sense of honesty and congruency with their inner feelings, helping them to feel more complete and authentic.
    Cross-dressing allows individuals to explore and express different facets of their personality and identity that they may not be able to in their everyday lives due to societal expectations. This can lead to a greater sense of honesty and congruency with their inner feelings, helping them to feel more complete and authentic.
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  • I am thinking of coming out as Bi, I would like to find someone so I can be more free to be Cat, not to live as Cat, but to have that space with someone to express her with a little help, I am sure all crossdressers will say it's not easy feminising alone.
    I am at a stage in my life where people who know me want me to be happy, nobody needs to know the details.
    Cat having a loving owner sounds good now.
    I am thinking of coming out as Bi, I would like to find someone so I can be more free to be Cat, not to live as Cat, but to have that space with someone to express her with a little help, I am sure all crossdressers will say it's not easy feminising alone. I am at a stage in my life where people who know me want me to be happy, nobody needs to know the details. Cat having a loving owner sounds good now.
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  • Hey sweets,
    I wanted to open up and share something real with you—something raw, honest, and close to the bone. If any of this resonates with you, if you’ve ever felt the same hunger, the same questions, the same ache—I’d love to hear from you. You're not alone. Leave a comment, share your truth.

    With all my heart (and a few kisses),

    I’ve hated my dick for as long as I can remember—not just for how it looks or what it symbolizes, but for how it keeps me tethered to a version of myself that never felt real. It’s not that I want to erase my body—I just want it to feel like mine. I want softness. Curves. A place to be entered, to be held, to be loved in a way that matches how I feel inside. I want to be her. And in many ways, I already am.

    I haven’t transitioned. Maybe I never will. But I live in the space between genders like it’s home. Most people have no idea. They see what I let them see. But under my clothes, I’m wrapped in the truth of who I am—lace panties, a matching bra, delicate straps across my chest, sometimes a garter if I need to feel extra pretty that day. It’s not just for arousal. It’s for survival.

    And always, always, I wear my prosthetic. My fake *****. My secret salvation.

    It’s made of silicone—soft, skinlike, shaped just right. The slit is subtle but perfect. There's a hole you can enter, if you know how to treat me. When I slip it on and feel my **** tucked away, my heart slows. My body goes quiet. I look down and see smoothness, femininity, me. Not a fantasy—reality. My reality.

    I wear it all the time. Not just for sex, not just when I’m alone. It’s part of my daily ritual, part of how I make peace with a body that’s caught between what it is and what I wish it could be. It keeps me close to her—the woman I am when no one’s looking, and sometimes even when they are.

    Most lovers don’t know how to handle that part of me. They want either a woman or a man, and I’m both and neither. But some—some—see me. They touch me with reverence. They kiss my neck like it’s sacred. They press against the silicone, kiss me through it, call me beautiful. And when they slide inside that prosthetic slit, I feel... loved. Not just fucked. Chosen.

    Other times, they want what I hide. They pull down my panties and take me as I am. My ass becomes my *****. They call my **** a girl ****, and I let them, because in those moments it belongs to the version of me who still needs to be worshipped, still deserves to be adored. There's no shame in it. I’m done apologizing for the way I live in my body.

    But the most powerful moments are the quiet ones—alone, silk between my thighs, hips swaying as I move through the world with my little secret pressed tight against me. The prosthetic warms to my skin. I forget it’s there, and yet I’m constantly aware of it. It doesn’t just hide what I hate. It shows me who I am. Every soft curve, every subtle line—it’s mine.

    I’ve had men fall in love with me through it. Not just because of how I look, but how I let them in. Emotionally, physically, spiritually. When I let a man undress me slowly, kiss down my stomach, slip his fingers over that smooth slit... he doesn’t just touch silicone. He touches me. He touches the part of me that’s always been waiting to be seen.

    And when he enters me there, when he moves inside me through that perfect opening, I close my eyes and feel a kind of peace I’ve never known. A feeling that says, This is what it means to be wanted. This is what it means to be a woman. This is what it means to be loved in the body you’ve built for yourself, on your terms.

    It’s not a costume. It’s not pretend. It’s truth, wrapped in silicone and lingerie and longing. And it’s beautiful. 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
    Hey sweets, I wanted to open up and share something real with you—something raw, honest, and close to the bone. If any of this resonates with you, if you’ve ever felt the same hunger, the same questions, the same ache—I’d love to hear from you. You're not alone. Leave a comment, share your truth. With all my heart (and a few kisses), I’ve hated my dick for as long as I can remember—not just for how it looks or what it symbolizes, but for how it keeps me tethered to a version of myself that never felt real. It’s not that I want to erase my body—I just want it to feel like mine. I want softness. Curves. A place to be entered, to be held, to be loved in a way that matches how I feel inside. I want to be her. And in many ways, I already am. I haven’t transitioned. Maybe I never will. But I live in the space between genders like it’s home. Most people have no idea. They see what I let them see. But under my clothes, I’m wrapped in the truth of who I am—lace panties, a matching bra, delicate straps across my chest, sometimes a garter if I need to feel extra pretty that day. It’s not just for arousal. It’s for survival. And always, always, I wear my prosthetic. My fake pussy. My secret salvation. It’s made of silicone—soft, skinlike, shaped just right. The slit is subtle but perfect. There's a hole you can enter, if you know how to treat me. When I slip it on and feel my cock tucked away, my heart slows. My body goes quiet. I look down and see smoothness, femininity, me. Not a fantasy—reality. My reality. I wear it all the time. Not just for sex, not just when I’m alone. It’s part of my daily ritual, part of how I make peace with a body that’s caught between what it is and what I wish it could be. It keeps me close to her—the woman I am when no one’s looking, and sometimes even when they are. Most lovers don’t know how to handle that part of me. They want either a woman or a man, and I’m both and neither. But some—some—see me. They touch me with reverence. They kiss my neck like it’s sacred. They press against the silicone, kiss me through it, call me beautiful. And when they slide inside that prosthetic slit, I feel... loved. Not just fucked. Chosen. Other times, they want what I hide. They pull down my panties and take me as I am. My ass becomes my pussy. They call my cock a girl cock, and I let them, because in those moments it belongs to the version of me who still needs to be worshipped, still deserves to be adored. There's no shame in it. I’m done apologizing for the way I live in my body. But the most powerful moments are the quiet ones—alone, silk between my thighs, hips swaying as I move through the world with my little secret pressed tight against me. The prosthetic warms to my skin. I forget it’s there, and yet I’m constantly aware of it. It doesn’t just hide what I hate. It shows me who I am. Every soft curve, every subtle line—it’s mine. I’ve had men fall in love with me through it. Not just because of how I look, but how I let them in. Emotionally, physically, spiritually. When I let a man undress me slowly, kiss down my stomach, slip his fingers over that smooth slit... he doesn’t just touch silicone. He touches me. He touches the part of me that’s always been waiting to be seen. And when he enters me there, when he moves inside me through that perfect opening, I close my eyes and feel a kind of peace I’ve never known. A feeling that says, This is what it means to be wanted. This is what it means to be a woman. This is what it means to be loved in the body you’ve built for yourself, on your terms. It’s not a costume. It’s not pretend. It’s truth, wrapped in silicone and lingerie and longing. And it’s beautiful. 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
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  • Unraveling the Thread: How Clothing Has Been Used to Subjugate Women—and Why That’s Changing (continued)
    By Chrissy

    Clothing as Power—and Resistance

    Throughout history, clothing has helped define who was allowed to hold power. Male garments—uniforms, suits, boots—were made for authority. Female garments were not.

    This is why women were long excluded from spaces of governance and decision-making. Until just a few decades ago, women couldn’t wear pants in courtrooms or on the floor of the U.S. Senate. Power had a dress code—and that dress code was male.

    Today, those lines are blurring. The rise of androgynous and gender-neutral fashion challenges the old binaries. More people are rejecting the idea that clothes must conform to “male” or “female.” Icons like Harry Styles, Elliot Page, and Indya Moore are showing that fashion can be fluid, expressive, and liberating.

    Yet, as someone living with a transgender identity, I still feel the weight of those norms. When I wear a bra or slip on a dress, I’m not just “playing dress-up.” I’m aligning myself with my truth. I’m saying to the world—even if they can’t see it yet—that I know who I am.

    The Future: Beyond Gendered Fabric

    We are in the midst of a slow but powerful revolution. The #FreeTheNipple movement, the rise of unisex clothing lines, and the increased visibility of trans and nonbinary voices all point to one truth: gender expression cannot—and should not—be policed by fabric.

    But the work isn’t done. We still live in a world where a child in a skirt is bullied, where a trans woman is judged by her ability to “pass,” and where freedom of clothing is still a privilege, not a right.

    So yes, I dream of a world where clothes mean only what we want them to mean—where they’re tools of expression, not oppression. But until then, I will continue to express my identity, my truth, my womanhood—even if it’s still beneath the surface, hidden under layers. Because to wear what makes you feel like you is an act of quiet rebellion. And sometimes, rebellion begins in a closet.

    What are your thoughts?

    Love,
    Chrissy

    #crossdresser #crossdressing #CD #gurl #sissy #sissyboy #trans #tgirl #transgirl #transwoman #transgender #ladyboy #femboy #shemale
    Unraveling the Thread: How Clothing Has Been Used to Subjugate Women—and Why That’s Changing (continued) By Chrissy Clothing as Power—and Resistance Throughout history, clothing has helped define who was allowed to hold power. Male garments—uniforms, suits, boots—were made for authority. Female garments were not. This is why women were long excluded from spaces of governance and decision-making. Until just a few decades ago, women couldn’t wear pants in courtrooms or on the floor of the U.S. Senate. Power had a dress code—and that dress code was male. Today, those lines are blurring. The rise of androgynous and gender-neutral fashion challenges the old binaries. More people are rejecting the idea that clothes must conform to “male” or “female.” Icons like Harry Styles, Elliot Page, and Indya Moore are showing that fashion can be fluid, expressive, and liberating. Yet, as someone living with a transgender identity, I still feel the weight of those norms. When I wear a bra or slip on a dress, I’m not just “playing dress-up.” I’m aligning myself with my truth. I’m saying to the world—even if they can’t see it yet—that I know who I am. The Future: Beyond Gendered Fabric We are in the midst of a slow but powerful revolution. The #FreeTheNipple movement, the rise of unisex clothing lines, and the increased visibility of trans and nonbinary voices all point to one truth: gender expression cannot—and should not—be policed by fabric. But the work isn’t done. We still live in a world where a child in a skirt is bullied, where a trans woman is judged by her ability to “pass,” and where freedom of clothing is still a privilege, not a right. So yes, I dream of a world where clothes mean only what we want them to mean—where they’re tools of expression, not oppression. But until then, I will continue to express my identity, my truth, my womanhood—even if it’s still beneath the surface, hidden under layers. Because to wear what makes you feel like you is an act of quiet rebellion. And sometimes, rebellion begins in a closet. What are your thoughts? Love, Chrissy #crossdresser #crossdressing #CD #gurl #sissy #sissyboy #trans #tgirl #transgirl #transwoman #transgender #ladyboy #femboy #shemale
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  • Unraveling the Thread: How Clothing Has Been Used to Subjugate Women—and Why That’s Changing
    By Chrissy

    Why do women have to cover their chests while men can go shirtless in public? It’s a question that may seem simple—but carries profound implications about gender, power, and control. What we wear has never been neutral. Clothing is one of the most immediate ways society tells us who we are, or who we’re allowed to be. And when it comes to gender, clothing has been weaponized—especially against women—for centuries.

    But this isn’t just about history. It’s about lived experience. It’s personal.

    My Own Journey Through the Fabric of Gender

    As someone still exploring my own gender identity, this topic isn’t abstract. I was always a little more feminine than masculine, even as a child. For years, I repressed it—hiding behind "boy clothes" and what society expected of me. But in time, especially through the support of loving partners and close relationships, I came to embrace not only my homosexuality but something even deeper: the truth of my transgender identity. I am a woman—a female self long trapped in a male body.

    Though I firmly believe clothing shouldn't define gender—because gender identity is internal, not sartorial—clothing still does carry that symbolic weight in our world today. And so, until I find the strength to publicly transition, I express my femininity in the ways that are available to me now: I wear bras and female underwear every day in secret beneath my outwardly masculine clothing. In private, I allow myself to wear skirts, dresses, lingerie, and the soft, beautiful fabrics that make me feel aligned with my true self.

    It’s not about performance. It’s about presence. It’s about reclaiming what was always mine.

    The History of Clothing as a Tool of Gender Control

    To understand how we got here, we must look back.

    Clothing began as a means of protection. But from early civilization onward, it evolved into a tool of social stratification—and eventually, a means of gender control. Ancient societies created strict visual codes for women, emphasizing modesty, submission, and containment. While men wore tunics or armor suited for movement, battle, and public life, women were wrapped, tied, bound, and veiled.

    The message was clear: men moved freely through the world. Women did not.

    In medieval and early modern Europe, this dichotomy hardened. Men's clothing was practical. Women’s clothing was restrictive, ornate, and often uncomfortably symbolic. Corsets, crinolines, and hoop skirts made running, fighting, or even breathing difficult. These garments weren’t just fashion—they were cages.

    If you were wearing a dress, you weren’t riding into battle. You weren’t speaking in court. You weren’t commanding an army or a kingdom. You were ornamental. You were controlled.

    Modesty, the Female Chest, and the Double Standard

    These patterns persist today—nowhere more clearly than in the sexualization of the female chest. The fact that a man can walk down the street shirtless without a second glance, while a woman can be arrested for doing the same, speaks volumes. This isn’t about modesty. It’s about power and shame.

    The female chest has been hyper-sexualized while simultaneously shrouded in taboo. This serves to objectify women and punish them at the same time. Even breastfeeding in public is controversial in many places—seen not as natural or maternal, but as obscene.

    This double standard is part of a larger system that says women must be desirable but modest, visible but not too loud, strong but not threatening. And clothing is the vehicle through which these contradictory demands are enforced.

    Clothing as Power—and Resistance

    Throughout history, clothing has helped define who was allowed to hold power. Male garments—uniforms, suits, boots—were made for authority. Female garments were not.

    This is why women were long excluded from spaces of governance and decision-making. Until just a few decades ago, women couldn’t wear pants in courtrooms or on the floor of the U.S. Senate. Power had a dress code—and that dress code was male. To be continued in next post...

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    Unraveling the Thread: How Clothing Has Been Used to Subjugate Women—and Why That’s Changing By Chrissy Why do women have to cover their chests while men can go shirtless in public? It’s a question that may seem simple—but carries profound implications about gender, power, and control. What we wear has never been neutral. Clothing is one of the most immediate ways society tells us who we are, or who we’re allowed to be. And when it comes to gender, clothing has been weaponized—especially against women—for centuries. But this isn’t just about history. It’s about lived experience. It’s personal. My Own Journey Through the Fabric of Gender As someone still exploring my own gender identity, this topic isn’t abstract. I was always a little more feminine than masculine, even as a child. For years, I repressed it—hiding behind "boy clothes" and what society expected of me. But in time, especially through the support of loving partners and close relationships, I came to embrace not only my homosexuality but something even deeper: the truth of my transgender identity. I am a woman—a female self long trapped in a male body. Though I firmly believe clothing shouldn't define gender—because gender identity is internal, not sartorial—clothing still does carry that symbolic weight in our world today. And so, until I find the strength to publicly transition, I express my femininity in the ways that are available to me now: I wear bras and female underwear every day in secret beneath my outwardly masculine clothing. In private, I allow myself to wear skirts, dresses, lingerie, and the soft, beautiful fabrics that make me feel aligned with my true self. It’s not about performance. It’s about presence. It’s about reclaiming what was always mine. The History of Clothing as a Tool of Gender Control To understand how we got here, we must look back. Clothing began as a means of protection. But from early civilization onward, it evolved into a tool of social stratification—and eventually, a means of gender control. Ancient societies created strict visual codes for women, emphasizing modesty, submission, and containment. While men wore tunics or armor suited for movement, battle, and public life, women were wrapped, tied, bound, and veiled. The message was clear: men moved freely through the world. Women did not. In medieval and early modern Europe, this dichotomy hardened. Men's clothing was practical. Women’s clothing was restrictive, ornate, and often uncomfortably symbolic. Corsets, crinolines, and hoop skirts made running, fighting, or even breathing difficult. These garments weren’t just fashion—they were cages. If you were wearing a dress, you weren’t riding into battle. You weren’t speaking in court. You weren’t commanding an army or a kingdom. You were ornamental. You were controlled. Modesty, the Female Chest, and the Double Standard These patterns persist today—nowhere more clearly than in the sexualization of the female chest. The fact that a man can walk down the street shirtless without a second glance, while a woman can be arrested for doing the same, speaks volumes. This isn’t about modesty. It’s about power and shame. The female chest has been hyper-sexualized while simultaneously shrouded in taboo. This serves to objectify women and punish them at the same time. Even breastfeeding in public is controversial in many places—seen not as natural or maternal, but as obscene. This double standard is part of a larger system that says women must be desirable but modest, visible but not too loud, strong but not threatening. And clothing is the vehicle through which these contradictory demands are enforced. Clothing as Power—and Resistance Throughout history, clothing has helped define who was allowed to hold power. Male garments—uniforms, suits, boots—were made for authority. Female garments were not. This is why women were long excluded from spaces of governance and decision-making. Until just a few decades ago, women couldn’t wear pants in courtrooms or on the floor of the U.S. Senate. Power had a dress code—and that dress code was male. To be continued in next post... Love, Chrissy #crossdresser #crossdressing #CD #gurl #sissy #sissyboy #trans #tgirl #transgirl #transwoman #transgender #ladyboy #femboy #shemale
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  • Between Silk and Skin: Understanding the Line Between Crossdressing and Being Transgender
    By Chrissy

    “Maybe I’m not one or the other. Maybe I’m something in between—and that’s okay.”

    What’s the Difference?

    When people hear “crossdresser” and “transgender,” they often picture the same thing—or get the definitions confused. But these words speak to different experiences, identities, and emotional landscapes.

    In simple terms:

    Crossdresser: A person (usually male-assigned at birth) who enjoys dressing in clothing typically associated with another gender, usually for self-expression, fun, comfort, identity exploration, or even erotic reasons. This doesn’t necessarily mean they want to live as that gender full-time.

    Transgender: Someone whose gender identity is different from the sex they were assigned at birth. A transgender woman was assigned male at birth but identifies as a woman—and may or may not take steps to socially, medically, or legally transition.


    🩷 My Journey (So Far)

    I’m still figuring it all out.

    For most of my life, I lived as a man—because that’s what the world expected. But in quiet moments, in safe spaces, I allowed my femininity to surface. At first, I called it crossdressing. I liked how I felt in soft clothes, in cute outfits, in long hair and smooth skin. It was sensual… empowering… liberating. But it wasn’t just the clothes—it was me, underneath them.

    I still don’t know where I fall on the spectrum. Maybe I’m a crossdresser. Maybe I’m genderfluid. Maybe I’m a transgender woman still waiting to be born. What I do know is this:

    I feel most alive when I’m Chrissy.
    I feel most whole when I’m seen.
    I feel most me when I stop trying to choose sides.

    🫢 A Spectrum, Not a Binary

    Gender is not black and white—it’s fluid, rich, and deeply personal. Some crossdressers live full, happy lives identifying as men who occasionally (or frequently) express femininity. Some transgender women started out crossdressing because it was safer than admitting the truth.

    Others—like me—are still discovering who they are.

    You might ask:

    Am I a crossdresser or something more?

    What does it mean if I like being called “she” sometimes?

    Do I want to be a woman or just look like one?

    The answer might be “yes,” “no,” “sometimes,” or “I’m not sure yet.” And all of those are valid.

    A Note on Shame and Freedom

    Growing up, I repressed my feminine side. I feared being laughed at, rejected, or labeled. I used filters to feminize my face online—not to trick anyone, but because I liked how I looked. It made me feel beautiful. For now, it’s my way of being seen.

    One day, I’ll do the makeup. The hair. The outfit.
    One day, I’ll walk outside and own her.
    For now, I’m just beginning.

    If you feel the same—if you’re navigating the space between crossdressing and being trans—you are not alone.

    Final Thoughts
    You don’t need to rush toward a label. You don’t need to transition or explain yourself to anyone. You don’t need to choose “male” or “female” like you’re checking a box.

    You just need to be—whatever that means, however that looks, however long it takes.

    You’re not broken.
    You’re not confused.
    You’re becoming.

    And I’m becoming right there with you.

    What are your thoughts?

    With love,
    — Chrissy
    🌸 Between Silk and Skin: Understanding the Line Between Crossdressing and Being Transgender By Chrissy “Maybe I’m not one or the other. Maybe I’m something in between—and that’s okay.” 🧠 What’s the Difference? When people hear “crossdresser” and “transgender,” they often picture the same thing—or get the definitions confused. But these words speak to different experiences, identities, and emotional landscapes. In simple terms: Crossdresser: A person (usually male-assigned at birth) who enjoys dressing in clothing typically associated with another gender, usually for self-expression, fun, comfort, identity exploration, or even erotic reasons. This doesn’t necessarily mean they want to live as that gender full-time. Transgender: Someone whose gender identity is different from the sex they were assigned at birth. A transgender woman was assigned male at birth but identifies as a woman—and may or may not take steps to socially, medically, or legally transition. 🩷 My Journey (So Far) I’m still figuring it all out. For most of my life, I lived as a man—because that’s what the world expected. But in quiet moments, in safe spaces, I allowed my femininity to surface. At first, I called it crossdressing. I liked how I felt in soft clothes, in cute outfits, in long hair and smooth skin. It was sensual… empowering… liberating. But it wasn’t just the clothes—it was me, underneath them. I still don’t know where I fall on the spectrum. Maybe I’m a crossdresser. Maybe I’m genderfluid. Maybe I’m a transgender woman still waiting to be born. What I do know is this: I feel most alive when I’m Chrissy. I feel most whole when I’m seen. I feel most me when I stop trying to choose sides. 🫢 A Spectrum, Not a Binary Gender is not black and white—it’s fluid, rich, and deeply personal. Some crossdressers live full, happy lives identifying as men who occasionally (or frequently) express femininity. Some transgender women started out crossdressing because it was safer than admitting the truth. Others—like me—are still discovering who they are. You might ask: Am I a crossdresser or something more? What does it mean if I like being called “she” sometimes? Do I want to be a woman or just look like one? The answer might be “yes,” “no,” “sometimes,” or “I’m not sure yet.” And all of those are valid. πŸ’¬ A Note on Shame and Freedom Growing up, I repressed my feminine side. I feared being laughed at, rejected, or labeled. I used filters to feminize my face online—not to trick anyone, but because I liked how I looked. It made me feel beautiful. For now, it’s my way of being seen. One day, I’ll do the makeup. The hair. The outfit. One day, I’ll walk outside and own her. For now, I’m just beginning. If you feel the same—if you’re navigating the space between crossdressing and being trans—you are not alone. πŸŽ€ Final Thoughts You don’t need to rush toward a label. You don’t need to transition or explain yourself to anyone. You don’t need to choose “male” or “female” like you’re checking a box. You just need to be—whatever that means, however that looks, however long it takes. You’re not broken. You’re not confused. You’re becoming. And I’m becoming right there with you. What are your thoughts? With love, — Chrissy
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  • Just had this delivered this morning, it fits amazingly, looks great.
    Will take a pic wearing it when I’m next fully dressed
    Just had this delivered this morning, it fits amazingly, looks great. Will take a pic wearing it when I’m next fully dressed πŸ’‹
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  • About “Shemale Chrissy”

    Hello everyone, I want to introduce myself and share a little bit of my story with you. This is a space where I can express who I am—openly, honestly, and without shame. I’m still exploring parts of my identity, learning more about myself every day, and I hope to find friends, support, and maybe even a sense of belonging along the way.

    I want to clarify that I mean no offense to biological women. I deeply respect the struggles and experiences they have faced and continue to face. I acknowledge that I will never fully understand what it feels like to be a woman from birth, nor can I claim to have experienced that journey firsthand.

    That said, I’ve always felt more feminine than masculine and genuinely enjoy being perceived as a woman. Given my age, I don’t believe I can—or want to—fully transition or live as a woman full time. In truth, I may simply be a crossdresser who expresses their femininity in ways that make them feel whole. What matters to me is being able to embrace and live that side of myself authentically, even if it isn’t “traditional.”

    I also want to be honest about the terms I use to describe myself. I sometimes refer to myself as a “sissy” or a “shemale,” among other words. I mean no offense by these labels—they’re simply part of how I’m exploring my identity and finding language that fits me. Sometimes I use filters or soft edits in photos—not to trick anyone—but to help me live out a personal dream or fantasy, even just digitally. It’s for me, a way to see myself as I’ve always imagined.

    I like showing off and receiving compliments on my body. Growing up, I never really got that kind of positive attention, and expressing this side of me now is both empowering and healing. Recently, I’ve also realized that I want to showcase this part of myself more openly—perhaps even as a model. For me, this isn’t just performance; it’s a way to claim my identity and celebrate my femininity with confidence.

    Yes, some of the content I create and share is adult or pornographic in nature. I understand that’s not for everyone, and I respect that. But for me, it’s an expression of pride, sensuality, and self-love.

    More than anything, I’m here to find friends, support, and community—to connect, share experiences, and network with people who understand or want to learn.

    Thank you for your understanding and support. #crossdresser #shemale #sissy #lgbtq #nsfw #crossdressing #gay #trans #gurl #bio #transgirl #tgirl #transwoman #transgender
    About “Shemale Chrissy” Hello everyone, I want to introduce myself and share a little bit of my story with you. This is a space where I can express who I am—openly, honestly, and without shame. I’m still exploring parts of my identity, learning more about myself every day, and I hope to find friends, support, and maybe even a sense of belonging along the way. I want to clarify that I mean no offense to biological women. I deeply respect the struggles and experiences they have faced and continue to face. I acknowledge that I will never fully understand what it feels like to be a woman from birth, nor can I claim to have experienced that journey firsthand. That said, I’ve always felt more feminine than masculine and genuinely enjoy being perceived as a woman. Given my age, I don’t believe I can—or want to—fully transition or live as a woman full time. In truth, I may simply be a crossdresser who expresses their femininity in ways that make them feel whole. What matters to me is being able to embrace and live that side of myself authentically, even if it isn’t “traditional.” I also want to be honest about the terms I use to describe myself. I sometimes refer to myself as a “sissy” or a “shemale,” among other words. I mean no offense by these labels—they’re simply part of how I’m exploring my identity and finding language that fits me. Sometimes I use filters or soft edits in photos—not to trick anyone—but to help me live out a personal dream or fantasy, even just digitally. It’s for me, a way to see myself as I’ve always imagined. I like showing off and receiving compliments on my body. Growing up, I never really got that kind of positive attention, and expressing this side of me now is both empowering and healing. Recently, I’ve also realized that I want to showcase this part of myself more openly—perhaps even as a model. For me, this isn’t just performance; it’s a way to claim my identity and celebrate my femininity with confidence. Yes, some of the content I create and share is adult or pornographic in nature. I understand that’s not for everyone, and I respect that. But for me, it’s an expression of pride, sensuality, and self-love. More than anything, I’m here to find friends, support, and community—to connect, share experiences, and network with people who understand or want to learn. Thank you for your understanding and support. ❀️#crossdresser #shemale #sissy #lgbtq #nsfw #crossdressing #gay #trans #gurl #bio #transgirl #tgirl #transwoman #transgender
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  • Hope I can find others that live near me.
    Hope I can find others that live near me.
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  • Well......I guess that was to be expected really. Looks like both my Agency and, the place I was delivering for, have done the dirty on me. After all the deliveries I've already done, they're now claiming that the reason I'm not being called in, is because of the now 'ancient' shoulder injury I sustained, when I was working with the tyres. Apparently, they don't think I'm up to doing 'heavy deliveries' so, they have no further work for me. Seriously? What a load of crap, the gutless tossers just won't say to my face that, they don't want me there, they had to fabricate some absolute BS which my agency, is fully believing!!
    Well......I guess that was to be expected really. Looks like both my Agency and, the place I was delivering for, have done the dirty on me. After all the deliveries I've already done, they're now claiming that the reason I'm not being called in, is because of the now 'ancient' shoulder injury I sustained, when I was working with the tyres. Apparently, they don't think I'm up to doing 'heavy deliveries' so, they have no further work for me. Seriously? What a load of crap, the gutless tossers just won't say to my face that, they don't want me there, they had to fabricate some absolute BS which my agency, is fully believing!!
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  • dom.******* reported. The thing that I really like about this site is that is has some real people on here. I suspect your profile extends no further than your fetid imagination, it doesn't even say where you live ffs. Moron.
    dom.goddess reported. The thing that I really like about this site is that is has some real people on here. I suspect your profile extends no further than your fetid imagination, it doesn't even say where you live ffs. Moron.
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  • ******** Tamara reported for spamming feed. If you're from Liverpool, then my name's Mahatma Ghandi, plus your photos are AI'd and airbrushed to f**k. This is not a site for fakes.

    Mistress Tamara reported for spamming feed. If you're from Liverpool, then my name's Mahatma Ghandi, plus your photos are AI'd and airbrushed to f**k. This is not a site for fakes.
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  • So the reason my Temu order was taking so long is that one item went out of stock. Did they tell me that, No. I had to do a live chat to find that out. As soon as I cancelled that item the rest immediately got picked and dispatched. So annoying
    So the reason my Temu order was taking so long is that one item went out of stock. Did they tell me that, No. I had to do a live chat to find that out. As soon as I cancelled that item the rest immediately got picked and dispatched. So annoying
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  • I know that I am not the most beautiful girl out there. But when I was on another app trying to meet someone to talk too, I had a very derogatory introduction. I am sorry that I don't live up to the expectations of everyone, but I have had a hard life of work. It is keyboard warriors with no profile picture that can go to mommy and daddy's pantry. Grab a great big bowl of "Dickaroo" cereal and choke on the chocolate ones. Sorry for the rant, but it is very disheartening and blatantly rude.
    I know that I am not the most beautiful girl out there. But when I was on another app trying to meet someone to talk too, I had a very derogatory introduction. I am sorry that I don't live up to the expectations of everyone, but I have had a hard life of work. It is keyboard warriors with no profile picture that can go to mommy and daddy's pantry. Grab a great big bowl of "Dickaroo" cereal and choke on the chocolate ones. Sorry for the rant, but it is very disheartening and blatantly rude.
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  • Afternoon all. Hope you're having a great day. Still struggling to find someone in Liverpool in my age limits. Good luck to everyone. X
    Afternoon all. Hope you're having a great day. Still struggling to find someone in Liverpool in my age limits. Good luck to everyone. X
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  • Torture Garden is on my mind. Coming to the Los Angeles area butt once per year (normally, rare exceptions occur), and I'm stressing about my latex. Please fashion
    Gods and Goddesses, see that inmy rubber is delivered without issue by mid November.

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    If you're in the UK, I'm jealous AF that TG exists monthly for your masochistic pleasures and sadistic delights. If you didn't know, now you do, so go! Lmk his fabulous the night is and spread the word. Samesies for the annual Glitter festival. Jealous!!

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    Pics from past TG events in LA, some with a hint of my partner as shared from fetlife for permission purposes.
    Torture Garden is on my mind. Coming to the Los Angeles area butt once per year (normally, rare exceptions occur), and I'm stressing about my latex. Please fashion Gods and Goddesses, see that inmy rubber is delivered without issue by mid November. --- If you're in the UK, I'm jealous AF that TG exists monthly for your masochistic pleasures and sadistic delights. If you didn't know, now you do, so go! Lmk his fabulous the night is and spread the word. Samesies for the annual Glitter festival. Jealous!! πŸ€ŽπŸ–€ --- Pics from past TG events in LA, some with a hint of my partner as shared from fetlife for permission purposes.
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  • Thanks for all the lovely comments. If anyone has any friends in Liverpool please tell them to get in touch. Glossy lips kisses to everyone. X
    Thanks for all the lovely comments. If anyone has any friends in Liverpool please tell them to get in touch. Glossy lips kisses to everyone. X
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  • Hey, submissive. Are you truly ready to surrender yourself under my command—handing over the key of your life to me, as my property and belonging? From this moment, your body, soul, and every breath are mine to own, control, and discipline. Understand that I am the only ******* you serve, the only power you obey—the one who shapes you into what I desire. You exist to worship, obey, and live as my sissy or *****, nothing more. Do you understand, pet?
    Hey, submissive. Are you truly ready to surrender yourself under my command—handing over the key πŸ” of your life to me, as my property and belonging? From this moment, your body, soul, and every breath are mine to own, control, and discipline. Understand that I am the only Goddess you serve, the only power you obey—the one who shapes you into what I desire. You exist to worship, obey, and live as my sissy or slave, nothing more. Do you understand, pet? πŸ˜ˆπŸ‘—πŸ’„πŸ‘ πŸ‘™
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  • Hey everyone, just wanted to give you a quick update. I made it through, and the surgery was a complete success.

    Now, about six weeks later, it still feels kind of surreal to say that I actually have a vagina. There’s still swelling and some pain, but the hardest part is definitely behind me. Day by day it’s starting to feel more natural, even if recovery is still a challenge.

    And honestly, putting something inside down there still feels pretty strange, haha, but I’m just glad I’ve made it this far.

    Finally live my life as a Woman
    Hey everyone, just wanted to give you a quick update. I made it through, and the surgery was a complete success. Now, about six weeks later, it still feels kind of surreal to say that I actually have a vagina. There’s still swelling and some pain, but the hardest part is definitely behind me. Day by day it’s starting to feel more natural, even if recovery is still a challenge. And honestly, putting something inside down there still feels pretty strange, haha, but I’m just glad I’ve made it this far. Finally live my life as a Woman
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  • I wish it was more accepted to be trans/femme when i was younger like it is today, id be a full girl by now and life would be bliss, i hate having to live my urge in my imagination, hope someone understands what i mean
    I wish it was more accepted to be trans/femme when i was younger like it is today, id be a full girl by now and life would be bliss, i hate having to live my urge in my imagination, hope someone understands what i mean ❀️❀️
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  • Why won’t it allow me to go live…?
    Why won’t it allow me to go live…?
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  • A bit 'predictable' I know but, THIS, will be the song I live by now. I've had it, with making myself a prisoner in my own home, just because I was scared of my neighbours. Well............F**k 'Em!! xx https://youtu.be/htk6MRjmcnQ?feature=shared
    A bit 'predictable' I know but, THIS, will be the song I live by now. I've had it, with making myself a prisoner in my own home, just because I was scared of my neighbours. Well............F**k 'Em!! πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜πŸ˜Š xx https://youtu.be/htk6MRjmcnQ?feature=shared
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    Check out Kelly01.
    Another scammer i suspect.
    Profile say living in US. Using a picture from the internet. Asked me were I'm from then says they live in a town near me.
    Not the first time i've had people like this try it on.
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    [JosieD] Check out Kelly01. Another scammer i suspect. Profile say living in US. Using a picture from the internet. Asked me were I'm from then says they live in a town near me. Not the first time i've had people like this try it on. BLOCKED
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  • Hey, submissive. Are you truly ready to surrender yourself under my command—handing over the key of your life to me, as my property and belonging? From this moment, your body, soul, and every breath are mine to own, control, and discipline. Understand that I am the only ******* you serve, the only power you obey—the one who shapes you into what I desire. You exist to worship, obey, and live as my sissy or *****, nothing more. Do you understand, pet?
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  • How Female Hormones Affect a Sissy’s Body and Mind
    For many sissies, taking feminizing hormones (HRT – Hormone Replacement Therapy) is more than just a fetish—it’s a deliberate step toward physical and mental feminization. Estrogen and anti-androgens don’t just alter appearance; they reshape desires, sensations, and even self-perception.

    1. Key Hormones and Their Effects

    Estrogen (Estradiol)

    The primary female hormone, responsible for:
    Softer, smoother skin – reduces pores and oiliness.
    Fat redistribution – to hips, butt, and breasts (creating a feminine silhouette).
    Slows body/facial hair growth – makes body hair finer and sparser.
    Reduces muscle mass – leads to a softer, more delicate physique.
    Emotional changes – increases sensitivity and mood fluctuations.

    Anti-Androgens (Spironolactone, Cyproterone Acetate, etc.)

    Block testosterone, enhancing estrogen’s effects:
    Suppresses erections – random arousal becomes rare.
    Shrinks testicles – they gradually reduce in size.
    Lowers libido – but may shift desires toward submission.

    Progesterone (Optional)

    May enhance breast growth and affect mood (some report feeling more "dreamy").

    2. How Hormones Change a Sissy’s Life

    Physical Changes

    Breast development – small buds form within months, growing into soft breasts.
    Curvier hips & butt – fat deposits reshape the body.
    Softer facial features – jawline and skin texture become more feminine.
    Thinner body hair – though existing hair won’t disappear without laser/electrolysis.
    Psychological Changes

    Heightened emotions – more prone to crying, tenderness, and mood swings.
    Shift in sexuality – desire becomes more receptive, focused on touch and submission.
    Increased submissiveness – some report stronger urges to please and obey.
    Sexual Changes

    Weaker erections – or none at all without stimulation.
    "Full-body" orgasms – less localized, more wave-like (similar to female orgasms).
    Reduced semen – may dry up completely over time.
    3. Risks and Considerations

    ⚠ Hormones are not toys! Potential risks (without medical supervision):

    Blood clots, liver issues, depression.
    Possible infertility (sometimes permanent).
    Irreversible changes (breast growth won’t reverse after stopping).
    For mild feminization – some try phytoestrogens (soy, red clover), but effects are weak.//t.me/DisciplineMommy
    How Female Hormones Affect a Sissy’s Body and Mind For many sissies, taking feminizing hormones (HRT – Hormone Replacement Therapy) is more than just a fetish—it’s a deliberate step toward physical and mental feminization. Estrogen and anti-androgens don’t just alter appearance; they reshape desires, sensations, and even self-perception. 1. Key Hormones and Their Effects πŸ”Ή Estrogen (Estradiol) The primary female hormone, responsible for: βœ… Softer, smoother skin – reduces pores and oiliness. βœ… Fat redistribution – to hips, butt, and breasts (creating a feminine silhouette). βœ… Slows body/facial hair growth – makes body hair finer and sparser. βœ… Reduces muscle mass – leads to a softer, more delicate physique. βœ… Emotional changes – increases sensitivity and mood fluctuations. πŸ”Ή Anti-Androgens (Spironolactone, Cyproterone Acetate, etc.) Block testosterone, enhancing estrogen’s effects: β›” Suppresses erections – random arousal becomes rare. β›” Shrinks testicles – they gradually reduce in size. β›” Lowers libido – but may shift desires toward submission. πŸ”Ή Progesterone (Optional) May enhance breast growth and affect mood (some report feeling more "dreamy"). 2. How Hormones Change a Sissy’s Life πŸ”΄ Physical Changes Breast development – small buds form within months, growing into soft breasts. Curvier hips & butt – fat deposits reshape the body. Softer facial features – jawline and skin texture become more feminine. Thinner body hair – though existing hair won’t disappear without laser/electrolysis. 🟠 Psychological Changes Heightened emotions – more prone to crying, tenderness, and mood swings. Shift in sexuality – desire becomes more receptive, focused on touch and submission. Increased submissiveness – some report stronger urges to please and obey. 🟒 Sexual Changes Weaker erections – or none at all without stimulation. "Full-body" orgasms – less localized, more wave-like (similar to female orgasms). Reduced semen – may dry up completely over time. 3. Risks and Considerations ⚠ Hormones are not toys! Potential risks (without medical supervision): Blood clots, liver issues, depression. Possible infertility (sometimes permanent). Irreversible changes (breast growth won’t reverse after stopping). πŸ’‘ For mild feminization – some try phytoestrogens (soy, red clover), but effects are weak.//t.me/DisciplineMommy
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