Hello. Have a great day. Mwah

Maybe a beach trip with another girl like me would help make Patti a happy girl

Let the Christmas Chaos begin!! xx

Yay......... That's another 2 Theme Tunes, figured out on my keyboard xx

Panties, bottoms and stockings-heaven

I waish all you beautiful, amazing ladies all the happiness and peace for xmas and an amazing new year.

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Mornin' xx

Morning all x

Good morning girls from a dank horrid start to the day in notts xx

Well, it's 1:36am and I'm just chilling here alone once again.. it's been a couple of days since i posted on here so I just wanted to say hi to you guys so... HI!! 👋🏻 I hope all is well and keep being awesome out there

I love my school uniforms.....!

My red mini skirt

Good morning everyone have a great Sunday

I wish I had a cd friend that wasn't all about getting in my panties plus lived nearby and wasn't a conman ! That's what's on my mind !

I have taken a break from here, and will continue to do so for a while so cannot be contacted.

I'm in my skimpy nix and I would love to have some fun with a naughty little sissy

Melanie in her delightful pink satin blouse......

#SatinBlouse #Crossdresser

White pantyhose and white heels i start to love them more than black...because i have noticed that men looks more.

The pink bodysuit was calling me

Good morning ladies tis I Cindi xx

Had to post this lady also! So damn sexy hot!

Had to dress up a little more time

Have some free time slipped into red panties and pantyhose

Another beautiful day in my fav outfit.

I want to be used by a group. Anyone game?

...and the stimulation led me a bit furhter..

I had to be quick and it........ well.... it stimulates..... :)

and from a different perspective

New dress, new bra nad panties and..... 23 minutes of time for me to wear it, make some pictures...... Secrecy has its downsides...

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bought the panties. These are the photos I had to send to Mistre ss for approval

I recently bought these shoes at a charity shop, block heeled sandals, not stilletoes like most of my heels. I thought I would like the block heel look, but now I'm not so sure......I would love to hear others thoughts?

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Feliz fin de semana

Well I am new here.

So hello Girlies.

Looking to make friends connections and maybe "good friends" too.

I don't get to dress as much as I would like so when I do I like to go all out..

Hello feminine ladies x

So finally 2 months late but i tried my gothic dress on .

Good afternoon girls hope you’re having a lovely weekend got all my presents now hopefully

Afternoon fun time

My mommy told me I should wear a cage. Of course I granted her wish.

Sjim sorry for what i said about you x just invite me back xx

My zangi account xx

My Mistre ss told me yesterday, to buy some plain cotton knickers. I have to attend a training session tomorrow, when I will receive a spanking, and a pegging, while I am wearing those knickers. I had to get high leg knickers so they could expose my bottom cheeks and be easily pulled to one side for ease of entry

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

Since im not dressing up tonight, here are some memes im sure someone will appreciate

Patti is fighting depression and anxiety and needs encouragement, I hope nobody ever as to go through what I’m going through