Good morning to you. No matter how hard I tried to lose weight, I still gained it back. It's a shame. I'll have to torture myself with training again.

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/

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Some stuffs i do when im not in the training session........haha... where my sissies slaves ,sluts at ??

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>

Off for some more training today

Well, just got back from my training. I was measured, prodded, sucked some feet, drove in skirt and stockings, gagged with panties, spanked over stockinged knees, caned, and got some marvellous videos

Mistre ss arranged a training session for me last week, so I drove in a black dress and nylons. Lovely

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>

sophie is feeling feminine shaved smooth as a subservient sissy should be at all times ooh yes somebody enforce training upon this willing subject

Here's a 30 minute training video on how to spot a fake dom https://youtu.be/9twqEZre10Q?si=CZXPq1q6sPFI-EkV

******** is very stressful but ready for a training session

Inbox me privately on telegram or zangi for a training section
Zangi 6412878588
@Misstressglamorous12

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.

I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my dimly lit bedroom, my heart pounding with anticipation. At 64 years old, my body had softened over the years—my ample belly and wide hips a testament to a life of indulgence, now embraced in my secret world as a sissy crossdresser. Layers of shimmering satin enveloped me like a cocoon, not restraining but caressing every curve. A voluminous satin nightgown draped over my frame, its glossy fabric pooling around my thighs, while beneath it, satin panties hugged my skin, and a satin slip added another silky barrier. I felt shrouded, encased in luxury, every movement sending whispers of fabric against fabric.
My hands trembled slightly as I reached for the condom on the nightstand. I tore open the packet with care, the latex unfurling smoothly. Sliding it over my hardening arousal, I savored the initial cool tightness, a prelude to the symphony of sensations to come. It fit snugly, ready to capture the climax of this intimate ritual.
Now, I turned my attention to the fabrics that called to me. My fingers glided over the satin nightgown, tracing the smooth, slippery surface that clung to my obese form. The material shifted with each breath, rubbing against my skin in waves of electric silkiness. I ran my hands down my sides, feeling the layers bunch and slide, the overwhelming sensuality building as the satin whispered promises of ecstasy. My belly, soft and round, pressed against the inner layers, amplifying the friction—cool satin warming to my body heat, turning into a second skin that teased every nerve.
I moved to the dresser, where my collection of headscarves awaited. First, I selected an oversized satin one in deep crimson, draping it over my head like a veil of night. It cascaded down my back and shoulders, the edges brushing my neck. I tied it firmly under my chin, the knot secure but gentle, then looped the excess around my neck in a loose bow, adding another layer of encasement that framed my face in glossy folds. The satin pressed softly against my cheeks, its texture so smooth it felt like liquid silk pouring over me.
Not satisfied, I layered another—emerald green, even larger, overlapping the first. I repeated the process: over the head, tied under the chin with a double knot for that extra hug of fabric, then wrapped around my neck in elegant loops that nestled against my throat. The combined weight was delicious, the satins rustling together with every turn of my head, sending shivers down my spine. A third layer followed, ivory white and billowing, tied and looped in the same manner, now creating a multi-hued shroud that muffled the world outside, focusing all sensation inward.
To complete the encasement, I added the sheer voile chiffon veils. These were lighter, almost ethereal, like mist. I pulled the first one over my head as a hood, its transparent layers fluttering down to my shoulders, veiling my vision in a hazy dreamscape. The chiffon whispered against the satin scarves beneath, a delicate contrast to their heavier gloss—airy and teasing, brushing my lips and eyelids with feather-light touches. I added a second chiffon veil, then a third, each one encasing my head further, the sheer fabric layering into a translucent barrier that heightened every breath, every subtle movement.
Encased now from head to toe, I lay back on the bed, the satin sheets beneath me adding to the chorus. My hands explored freely: sliding under the nightgown to feel the panties' slick embrace, then up to my chest where the slip's fabric bunched against my skin. The sensations overwhelmed me—the cool slide of satin on satin, the warmth building where layers met my body's curves, the chiffon veils shifting like a gentle breeze across my face. My arousal throbbed within the condom, begging for attention.
I gave in, my hand wrapping around myself through the thin latex. The strokes were slow at first, savoring how the satin panties amplified each motion, the fabrics around me rustling in rhythm. The headscarves tugged slightly with my movements, their knots and loops a constant reminder of my shrouded state. Faster now, the sensations cresting—silky textures merging into a tidal wave of pleasure. With a muffled gasp beneath the veils, I released, filling the condom in blissful waves, my body quivering in the satin embrace until I lay spent, utterly satisfied in my encasement.

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Cheeky dressing weekend whilst training xx

How good would it be to have a crossdresser convention at the NEC Birmingham with loads of clothing stalls, Beauty training and everything crossdresser related i would love it but probably spend a forture

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Send me a private message begging for entry into my training attendance Only then will you begin your path to becoming the best, most devoted submissive sissy girl under my heart’s discipline and serious service to prove the reality of the slut

Good evening sweets! I'm off to work. But thought I'd leave you with a story. More: http://chrissyinsd.hotviber.com/
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Chrissy on the Hillcrest Bus

The bus hissed as it opened its doors on University Avenue, right in the heart of Hillcrest, San Diego’s famous gay neighborhood. I climbed aboard, heart racing a little faster than usual. On the outside I was in my “boy clothes” — plain pants, a simple shirt — but underneath I was my secret self: Chrissy Marie Tunnell. Pink floral panties hugged my smooth hips, a matching bra cupped my chest, and tiny flashes of trans-colored jewelry — a ring, a dangling earring — shimmered in the afternoon light.

I wasn’t fully comfortable living openly as a girl yet, but I loved leaving little clues for anyone observant enough to notice.

As I walked down the aisle, I felt eyes on me. One man’s gaze dropped to where the pink waistband of my panties peeked above my pants. Another tilted his head just enough to catch the faint outline of my bra straps beneath the thin cotton of my shirt. My jewelry glinted when the bus jolted, and I knew they’d seen the colors.

Their eyes followed me hungrily as I slid into a seat halfway down. Even the bus driver, watching through the mirror, licked his lips and adjusted in his chair.

“Hey…” one man finally said, his voice a mix of awe and lust. “You’re Chrissy… the trans model, aren’t you?”

My cheeks burned, but I gave a shy smile. “Yes.”

A low whistle came from the back. “Damn. You should take those clothes off.”

I laughed nervously, shaking my head. “I can’t here…”

Then the driver’s voice, gravelly but warm, floated down the aisle: “It’s okay. I won’t say anything.” His eyes met mine in the mirror, daring me.

A shiver ran through me. My body trembled with a mix of nerves and arousal as I stood up slowly, the bus swaying beneath my feet. I grabbed the metal pole for balance, slipped off my shirt one button at a time, and slid my pants down my thighs. Gasps and murmurs spread as I revealed my pink bra and panties, smooth legs, and the bulge already straining with need.

“Goddamn…” someone whispered.

I posed for them, turning so they could see the curve of my ass, bending just enough to make my cheeks round and full under the thin fabric. I arched my back, running my hands down my torso, teasing myself for their eyes. The air hummed with catcalls and whistles, every sound feeding my arousal.

I felt powerful. Desired. Exposed.

The driver adjusted his mirror again, his eyes glued to me. My **** twitched inside my panties, leaking, the wet spot spreading. A chorus of moans and encouragement filled the bus as I spread my legs, cupped myself through the silky fabric, and let them watch my face flush and my chest rise and fall with each deep breath.

I was their show, their Chrissy, their secret ******* on wheels.

Chrissy’s Bus Show – The Climax
The bus swayed along the road, but I barely noticed. Every set of eyes was on me — hungry, wide, devouring. I stood in the aisle in nothing but my pink floral bra and panties, my smooth skin glistening under the fluorescent lights, my **** straining the damp satin.

“Do it, Chrissy,” someone whispered, voice husky with need.

“Yes… show us,” another begged.

The encouragement hit me like waves of heat. I hooked my thumbs under the band of my panties, tugged them tight against my bulge, and let out a trembling gasp. My **** pulsed, the wet spot spreading. The riders groaned, some openly rubbing themselves as they watched.

I spread my legs wider, arched my back, and cupped myself through the silky fabric. The friction was maddening. My hips bucked, the panties darkening with each spurt of precum.

“God, look at you,” the bus driver moaned from the mirror, his knuckles white on the wheel.

The passengers cheered me on, clapping, catcalling, shouting my name. “Chrissy! Chrissy!”

I slid one hand up my chest, over my flat stomach, to my bra — tugging at the cups, making my nipples stand hard under the lace. My other hand rubbed furiously over the soaked bulge, grinding, stroking, teasing myself to the edge.

The entire bus rocked with my moans. My thighs quivered, my lips parted, sweat dripping down my temples. I was lost in it, lost in them, lost in the rush of being seen.

Then it hit.

“Ahhh—!” My body seized, **** jerking uncontrollably as I came hard in my panties. Hot, sticky release poured out, soaking the pink fabric, running down my thighs. Gasps and cheers filled the air, some passengers clapping, others moaning with me as if they’d climaxed, too. (continued in comments below):


-Chrissy

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Due to very hot weather I had to get up at 4AM to start a long distance training run. So this is what I look like early in the morning. (OK - I am not a morning person). I hope everyone is having a god day.

And so the cycle begins again - It would seem I’ve put the pounds on again!! Work and life in general getting in the way of training and eating correctly - Something i have to keep on top of if i want to get into some of my outfits!! Intermittent fasting and training 5 days a week - It’s hard work trying to look good! Off to a good start though - Eating cleanly and in calorific deficit for the last 3 days. Who else has similar issues?