T’was the night before Xmas, and all through the house, nothing was stirring, just my mouse. And keyboard. And various bits ‘down there’ if you know what I mean. And all because I started to pontificate on the subject of fantasies. So, some ground rules. This blog post may come across like an invitation to… Continue reading [NSFW] On fantastic fantasies…
One of the things that changed this year when Sarah came out with a vengeance was the fact I no longer had to lie. Not so much lie, but to work, very hard, at maintaining ‘Plausible Deniability’. I love that phrase. It’s deviously wonderful on so many levels, a term used in various parts of… Continue reading [Philosophy] Implausible Deniability
I hate my real name. Not because it’s a blokes name, which of course it is, but because of how I got it. When I was born, back in the dim and distant past of the end of the sixties, hospitals were, well, not quite as good as they are nowadays. My birth was a… Continue reading [Philosophy] What’s in a name? Everything…
Well, this was going to be a [Fashion] level post but you’ll understand why it went a bit [NSFW] as we get into the kinky details of this particular frock. Reason I’m doing it now is that it’s finally back on sale, in blue, yellow or green, from the utterly brilliant Lindy Bop site so… Continue reading [NSFW] A Frock’s Tale (3) – Bonnie
I am seriously hormonal at the moment, which is odd given the fact I don’t have ovaries and to date in my life the only issues with hormones I had was kinda growing boobs for a little bit during puberty, but at the moment I feel…..odd. If you’ve been reading my posts you would have noticed a… Continue reading [NSFW] Frequently Asked Quirks
Hello again, sweeties. As promised, more of a femm-y post this time, less of the Gothic meanderings of him and more of her gushy, giggly fashionista thoughts. But first, decided to start labelling the blog entries. I’m aware that some people just want to hear about the fabric of the frocks, how it shimmers and… Continue reading [Fashion] It’s a matter of style..
Yeah, so it’s been a while since the last post. Apologies for that, I managed to hit the proverbial wall and have been fighting that most dreaded of gurl-effects, the ‘cycle’. I’ve talked about it before – that roller-coaster ride that only a t-gurl can appreciate. One day you’re on top of the world, everything… Continue reading I’m not dead! Just riding the ‘cycle.