(Very)Vintage me.....

Two of the earliest(crappy polaroid) pics documenting my early dressing up adventures(around 1981) thanks to having obtained a new scanner-thingie.

Merit points....

Merit points would of course mean benefits like pretty dresses and other delicate feminine delights....Bobbi
still has to find out what demerit points will result in.

Taunting and persuading.........Listen carefully....(animated)

There are still a few flaws of course but I'm getting close to what I actually wanted. The whole animating experiment has put a pause on actually writing new stuff and I'm basically just elaborating on the Bobbi Marie scenario and especially on how our darling was coerced into becoming mother's precious little lady and the ultimate wet dream of every mature man that comes in contact with her. Sometimes one has to be patient and do with what you are given for now......(especially when one is as shy and demure as effeminate people like us obviously are(lol)).

In fact, whenever you see a much older man or think about a much older man, you are very likely to become extremely horny and aroused.  Wanting him to look at you and speak to you. Wanting him to notice you so bad. To notice you and to notice how very horny you are for him.
 Because really you are always thinking about it and always wanting it and thinking about elderly men most of the time now.  And all your thoughts are always in a nice feminine voice. Always thinking in a pretty feminine voice and talking in a pretty feminine voice as you flirt with elderly men and compulsively fantasize about being kissed and courted by much older gentlemen.

The base of what we're trying to accomplish is this: When in company Bobbi Marie MUST ALWAYS be acutely, yes, even obsessively conscious and aware of the effect she is having on the men in her presence. Consequently she must also learn to be very conscious of what some of her actions, poses and movements will do to them. Deep inside boys with Bobbi's particular disposition already know what effect it has on men when he crosses his perfectly smooth nyloned legs with her incredible stiletto heels in a certain provocative manner(as those sort of  fascinations have already driven them to to their little dressing up adventures in the first place).
The basics for Bobbi's succesfull conversion were thus very much there already, we just had to make our precious little lady much more conscious of them and make her realize how excting and rewarding being desireable and desired can be. She had to learn to recognize and love the lustfull looks and stares and all other signs(yes, even bulging pants) that men and boys who lust after her may show

Update...

Also updated my latest post so have a look there too. Still experimenting, so apologies for starring different people in the mother role.........

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I've also considered Joan Collins for the role......or maybe she can be lady Fenton?

The Movies......

Out of sheer boredom i've been experimenting a bit with moving stuff. Still using old stuff for the moment but i'm planning to do more like these in the future. I'm beginning to think the stuff i'm doing on this blog is factually a substitute for the movie i've got in my head but that could never be made. Active images like these may enhance the experience. The movie won't happen outside our heads but the power of the imagination may give us an idea of what it would be like.....(some people can do that with just words, they are called writers, i just need a bit more)

Adjustment Therapy by Lady F., driving home the message.......

Bobbi Marie remembered having these 'adjustment' sessions with the formidable Lady Fenton and they were probably pleasent enough as he always seemed to feel happy afterwards but he could never quite remember what was actually said.......

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An update and not an update....

The real update is actually an update of my previous post. I had gotten a bit stuck with the direction the scenario had taken previously so i just had to ellaborate a bit to restore the logic of the reasoning. Did i ever tell you people i'm a bit of a pedant at times?

I do however have a Bobbi Marie picture to show. Bobbi is becoming quite the sophisticate .....Lady Bobbi  sounds kinda nice and classy and it seems to fit her, especially as she mainly seems to attract arristocratic gentlemen.

Lady Bobbi has become just a bit too sophisticated to not be a "Lady"

A very distinguished but slightly disquieting Gentleman.....and a revelation for mother

This time Bobbi Marie couldn't go for the "young hot Vamp in training" role. A possible liaison with Sir Randolph
would ask for a far more subdued  approach . Men like Sir Randolph want a "princess on the pea", a possible "damsell in distress"(or a damsell they could put in distress themselves and then sorta save).

she may have actually felt that way.as part of the role she had adopted

(mother:)
I was of course totally delighted to see Bobbi acting the perfect demure and slightly feeble young lady, almost reverently curtseying to her date whilst fluttering her eyelashes, feigning shyness and being hopelessly attracted to him. She was actually pretending to be unsteady in her 5inch heels so he'd have to support her. Yes, she was really the perfect submissive girlthing for this incurably vain gentleman and she pulled out all the tricks.......A bit too perfect maybe. Bobbi played the role to perfection and you can only do that if you really understand the part. Once again i had underestimated the devious mind of the selfmotivated transvestite, my dear Bobbi was(as Lady Fenton had suggested and encouraged) actually completely conscious of what her actions and little affectations were doing to this man. She was(as they say) playing him like a fiddle. The point being that, like Lady Fenton before me, i had really created a delicious pretend daughter that was taking after her mischievous mother (in this case even more logical as Bobbi, unlike lady Fenton's Georgina, really is my offspring) like few real girls could. My little lady may actually be enjoying acting all shy, prissy and delicate but deep inside she was very much the one who was directing this little play.
It's where dominant males (i mean the ones who think they are - i don't support the concept of dominant males) always lose out, the perfect submissive miss does not exist as real submissives are mostly people with a very low self opinion who can never handle a scenario like this without falling apart or getting really hurt. The perfect shy demure ingenue is bound to be a sweet delicate manipulative bitch..... 

Bobbi's date continued

.........and.....then?(a short reprisal)

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Bobbi and her date continued kissing for several minutes, with Bobbi enjoying the attention that the older man was giving her very much. She allowed his hands to roam over her thighs and body, caressing her soft, pale skin and she was getting really turned-on by his passionate kisses; the way he nibbled her neck and ears and the way he gently brushed the front of her pretty satin and lace panties.
His breathing was becoming deeper and more rapid and Bobbi realised that she wanted, no, needed, to show her date how thankful she was for his attentions. With mounting excitement, she reached out with her small, dainty hand and let it fall onto her date's crotch. Her elderly beau moaned with obvious pleasure as she fondled the huge, hard bulge in his trousers, and he once again locked his mouth onto hers and invaded her sweet mouth with his thick muscular tongue.
Bobbi felt herself pushed back gently onto the bed with her lovers weight pressing onto her fragile frame. Their mouths were still glued together and she continued softly stroking the bulge in his trousers, tracing the outline of the bulge with her finger nails and being both humbled and impressed by how well-endowed her elderly lover actually was down there.

Bobbi felt herself pushed back gently onto the bed with her lovers weight pressing onto her fragile frame.

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When later that night i went to pick up Bobbi Marie from the hotel, i just caught the couple in a last passionate embrace outside. Although still smiling from ear to ear the gentleman looked as if he was in some sort of physical discomfort as he kept shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Later in the privacy of the car my delightfull little lady confided in me and coyly confessed that she was fairly certain that her elderly beau had probably spontaneously ejaculated in his pants at a certain point and that his discomfort was most likely due to that.....To be honest, i couldn't be more happy, totally delighted even.........

HOORAY!!!!!!the Bloggywog reached 250.000 visitors....

A quarter of a million may be nothing to some webbies but i'm from a country with a population of 17 million and to us simple folk 250.000 is a lot.....(though the images on their own do 1.3 million visitors on Flickr- maybe i should stop writing stuff). Had i not taken a break from alcoholic beverages there would have been some bubbly stuff but i happened to have a bag of excellent Orange Bud and that is just as good( or better)......

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 Bobbi Marie.....the date ......

Bobbi knew exactly what was expected of her tonight.........Isn't she a complete and utter doll now?

Sir Harold then took a step towards me and stood very close to me. I instantly became acutely aware that i had never stood so close to a masculine older man before, especially one that was as big as Sir Harold. Even on my high heels, i had to look up to look into his eyes. He just stood there for a very longlasting moment, making me feel even more shy and submissive. Then leaned over getting even closer to me. I could almost feel the heat of his body close to mine. Something stirred in my panties. His masculinity physically excited me. I had never felt like this before. It made me feel so vulnerable and weak, and fragile. Then I felt his hands go down and settle on my waist. He gently pulled me towards him. I had not choice. To keep my balance, I took a half step forward, resting my arms on his chest. I felt his belly on mine. I felt his manhood eagerly press against me. He was rigidly hard. I felt his pants material brush against my delicate nylons when he moved in even closer to aggressively kiss me. He held me like that whilst passionately french kissing me for quite a long time. I totally loved it but i was also still a little scared by my own rather disconcerting reactions and unexpected emotions. That didn't keep me from enthousiastically kissing him back and sucking on his thick muscular tongue though, Lady F's little conditioning sessions were obviously doing their work (even though i can hardly even remember what they were about - i'm becoming such a ditz.....).

It felt like a whole new set of instincts was guiding me. Oh how intoxicating it was to realize that I was causing all these frantic urges in this large powerfull man and even more the realization of all the little erotic affectations i would let loose on him to raise his desire for me even more. So here i was already, wriggling my slender silk encased body against my lover's large frame as erotically taunting as i could and immediatly feeling the result as he virtually shoved me against the wall of the bar, his heavy body now leaning into me so much i could feel his weight on me, whilst once more frantically kissing me. When he finally came up for air i could actually hear him panting......i think i may learn to really like mother's little games........

It made me feel so vulnerable and weak

I felt his manhood eagerly press against me. He was rigidly hard.

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To be continued........

Bobbie will still be a little scared and apprehensive at first but that was to be expected. In fact it's  really turning me on. The hint of fear in her eyes and the knowledge that in the end her wanton receptive disposition will make her enthousiastically give in to all Sir Harold's eager intimate avances. Yes, soon my little princess will be making out like crazy with this, to most girls his age, rather repulsive old businessman. In her eyes he will be the most attractive man on earth. To our now almost nauseatingly devoted sweet Bobbie Marie it will almost feel like he's her own personal god.......

The gentleman off course had had strict instructions from mommy. Afterall we don't want our debutante to lose her virginity on the first date. We want our princess to be a beautifull frail emotional wreck, not a whore.

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..Off course i can't constantly be there to watch it all unfold but i have hired a very thorough private investigator to document the complete date. He willl be watching(and filming) our amorous couple like hawk when they are out and there will undoubtedly be hidden cameras and microphones installed in the man's room in case our two lovebirds will end up there(and if Lady F's therapy has worked i'm fairly shure they will - not for actual sex of course but at least for a night-cap and some serious making out). O, how i'm looking forward to see my darling helpless Bobbi both squirm and swoon in the arms of her depraved masculine admirer.........O yes, how exquisitely exciting to see my confused feminised son completely deny his initial reluctance, to see sweet Bobbi Marie betray his gender and original sexual orientation and revel in his own belittlement and wanton submission to her adored "boyfriend". I find it so much more rewarding to force ones pupil to actually feel certain things than to just force him/her to do or undergo stuff.

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Bobbi Marie: How to proceed..........?

When mother discussed her new plans for Bobbi's future and how to acomplish them(especially overcoming Bobbi's reservations towards an eventual mature admirer) with Lady Fenton who actually has a degree in behavioural psychology, she had this to say:

The base of what we're trying to accomplish is this: When in company Bobbi Marie MUST ALWAYS be acutely conscious and aware of the effect she is having on the men in her presence. Consequently she must also learn to be conscious of what some of her actions, poses and movements will do to them. For women this is an uncommon skill but former boys have a little advantage here. As even when they have changed quite a bit, not long ago they were adolescent boys who knew very well what the sort of young miss they were now portraying would do to them. They have probably had those reactions themselves seeing their new me in the mirror. Just like deep inside they knew very well what the effect would be when they crossed their perfectly smooth nyloned legs with her incredible stiletto heels in a certain provocative manner. And what about a naughty smile.(you CAN practice them in the mirror). The ones who had the crossdressing bug to begin with were probably motivated by very similar emotions already(the concept of being seduced by the girl in the mirror is quite common in (initially)heterosexually motivated transvestites).They just have to learn to revell in the role of the seductress too, realizing the effect the mirror girl has on himself also works on other boys and especially grown men.
The basics for Bobbi's succes are thus very much there, we just have to make our precious little lady much more conscious of them and make him realize how excing and rewarding being desireable and desired can be. She must learn to recognize(and love) the lustfull looks and stares and all other signs(yes, even bulging pants) that men and boys who lust after her may show.
Once we have these concepts firmly anchored in Bobbi's psyche, together with the fetish and sensual aspects of his conversion he will eventually blossom into a total and complete doll, every man and boy's wet dream. And she will revell in her newfound divalike status too, because it feels soooo good. Behavioural enhancements just always work better if there is some sort of effective reward. So to conclude my advice, i think that Bobbi, through his predisposition and the medication we've already been given her to make her more responsive and obedient, will respond very well to a few sessions with a professional fully reciprocal and obliging hypnotherapist (a certain Lady F. comes to mind) to firmly anchor the forementioned concepts in her pliable subconscious mind.

When in company Bobbi Marie MUST ALWAYS be acutely conscious and aware of the effect she is having on the men in her presence.

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(OOOOoops, i think i've accidentally been smart again and unravelled the whole transvestite thing.......You probably owe me the costs of a shrink now!)

Lovely Bobbi Marie: A photoshoot and more.....

This somewhat mischievous mother has really enjoyed Bobbi's little practice date. It's absolutely delightfull to see how his underlying reluctance to participate in my little schemes loses out again and again against the wonderfull new feelings and affectations i'm forcing upon him. Bobbi Marie did so well and showed so much enthousiasm at the kissing and making out part that her "boyfriend" actually looked kinda dazed when his mother finally picked him up. Bobbi's old self is still in there somewhere of course but that side of my little lady has absolutely no chance of surfacing as long as i keep rewarding my sweet susceptible Bobbi Marie with new sensual and erotic sensations and adventures. The practice dates are perfect excuse to do this, i think i'll make her sit on the boys lap next time, wiggeling her sexy satincovered bum on the poor adolescent's already straining genitals..........
But the fun won't stop at that of course. After talking to Lady Fenton and hearing all about 'her' machinations with Georgina, i think it would actually be a complete turn-on to watch my precious feminized darling being groped and even manhandled by a masculine much older admirer. The whole idea excites me to no end. My precious effeminate may even shed one or two tears in the process but that would make his eventual compliant surrender and resignation even more satisfying. To first see him squirm and protest a bit and to then eventually see him willingly give in to his/her receptive girlish nature up to a point where my little lady actually seems to be in extace over the rather aggressive avances of her ardent manly admirer. Mommy may actually wet her own pretty panties in the process

Mommy had also organised a lovely photoshoot this week with our precious Bobbi Marie all glammed up and looking extremely sexy and alluring in an  exquisite satin gown. She looked of course absolutely gorgeous again and our little debutante actually shivered at the touch and contact with the sensuous silky materials on her delicate frail body.
What Bobbi hadn't been told yet was that the pictures were not only for her little private blog as with some help from Lady Fenton and her delightfull Protégé Georgina, mother has also gotten Bobbi her own webpage with a very exclusive up-market datingsite.  It will go online in a few weeks time after my sweetheart has graduated from dating-class. Precious little Bobbi Marie is going to be VERY VERY popular.................

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Bobbi Marie: the boyfriend lessons.

Within weeks of mother's "takeover" i had almost completely reconciled myself with my new situation and really started to enjoy mothers machinations as the now awfully pretty and glamorous girl in the mirror had strongly re-awakened the very sexual-erotic feelings that had driven me to dress up to begin with. And then there were the sensual feelings my new clothes themself provided, the feel of silks and satins on my teenage body, the restrictiveness , the heels, the stockings. It was still a bit confusing but also extremely exciting. Of course mother encouraged and stimulated these feelings. And she didn't stop at the clothes, it was deportment lessons, speech lessons, ettiquette and what she called girl lessons in which i was actually taught how to think as a girl by reading certain very feminine romantic books and magazines, imagining myself in the role of the main character. Needless to say i was a very responsive subject. I was now a girl all of the time when i was at home.
By now i was almost completely brainwashed and mother loved it. The partyfrocks had become classy designer cocktaildresses and promgowns and the heels had gone from 3 to 5 inch. The undies had gone from girly to stunningly glamourous and sexy. At that time mother also decided that i had to learn about boys.
That meant mother would seek out boys who were usually shy sons of her ladyfriends who needed a bit of help meeting girls by themselves. When one of these boys seemed sufficiently interested and found her approval, she would blatantly invite him over and set up a sort of chaperoned date where i was glammed up completely, make-up, hairdo, wearing my sexiest eveninggown for my "boyfriend",who was usually an extremely shy and unexperienced young man who was totally intimidated and nervous at meeting a stunning sophisticated young lady like me. These evenings were spent teaching us youngsters how to behave on a date. This went from holding hands, him putting his arm around my waist an holding me to giving eachother furtive little kisses. Later in the evening we would learn to slowdance with mothers very specific instructions how to hold and caress eachother, look into eachother's eyes and behave as a couple in love in general. If this all went well we were back on the sofa for the final act of the evening. The deep sensual kissing and making out scene. If mother was convinced we were doing it right she would leave us alone for a while so we could practice being in love as she called it. By this time my conditioning and girl lessons had me reacting to the situation as any delicate sexually awakening teenage lady would. By now i was immerged so deeply into my new role that i actually loved every minute of it and moaned softly under my "boyfriend's" kisses and was actually almost starting to feel i was really falling in love with him.

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Young master Geoffrey was a nephew of Lady Fenton and just seemed a perfect subject for Bobbi to practice her kissing technique on.........Mommy just cannot wait to see her feminized son in the arms of "her" "boyfriend"......

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And so it has started.....

I don't think you are ready for the actual thing yet but being admired and lusted after on the web will get you used to the attention a pretty girl like you will have to deal with once she's out there in the real world, my precious Bobbi Marie. For now you still have a lot of learning to do, like elegantly walking in those delicious 5 inch heels you are wearing and i have engaged someone to work on your speech and feminine vocabulary. We will also be working on your social and seductive skills. There is still a lot to be done but it will all be worth it in the end, darling.

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Mother takes control......Bobbi Marie

My dear boy, in the light of certain recent events your wise and understanding mother has decided that there are going to be a few changes around here.. First thing is that you will stop living your little lie.. This way you will forever be dressing up in secret without any direction. It will only ever be a rather disgusting dirty secret. No son of mine is going to be a backroom pervert. But as i'm a reasonable person i've informed myself a bit and you obviously need to do this so your darling mother is going to see to it that you do it right. Let's be honest, i always knew you were never going to be much of a guy's guy anyway so this may be your actual destiny. You were never going to be a quarterback and as things stand now you probably have more chance dating or even marrying one....wether you like it or not. .Just accept that mommy has taken controll of your futile little game now. The summer holidays have started so nothing stands in the way of realizing the wonderfull plans your lovely mother has made for you. We are going to have so much fun.......

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And don't tell me you don't want them to because i don't believe a word of it.. I've read your secret little blog where you openly admit you are fantasizing about being lusted after by boys and men, honey..........(and you'll have plenty of that before your darling mommy is ready with you.......)

Now get changed immediately and show mommy what a pretty girl you can be. I've done some shopping and i want you to put on the pretty red dress i've laid out for you, honey. Oh, and whenever you are dressed as a girl(which will be most of the time from now onwards), i will call you Bobbi Marie or just Bobbi....... It's such a pretty name for a lovely young lady......
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"Bobbi Marie"

New converts,....Mrs.Rawlinson and son.

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Georgina: Choices.....

All the more reason to enjoy her wonderfull new life as a very receptive little lady that truly relishes the attentions of her elderly suitors........

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Georgina and mr. Harris.....

How sweet.

a Perfect daughter for a wicked stepmother

Bit too busy with other things to do a lot of writing but the picture basically says it all for now. Mommy has her way and gets more than she ever expected.

Georgina turns out to be more like her stepmommy than a real daughter ever would.

Georgina: Little Minx

Isn't it delightfull?.......

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Georgina's Exquisite Surrender

And then the day finally comes to succumb to your ultimate submission......to HIM.

I love the eighties style wedding dress Georgina is wearing. Sir  Henry is of course very much based on the type of man i fancy myself.

By returning Guest-artist Ignatius Fluke

p.s. Keep ignoring me at your own peril.
p.p.s. I am looking for a new main character/ victim for coming scenes. If anyone has any suggestions? Preferably someone from the public domain like a minor celebrity from the past.(i've considered Leif Garrett but he's too obvious and maybe just that little bit too pretty. Basically the same problem with David Cassidy) Maybe someone a little less famous.Think i prefer a bit of an irritating teenage preppie. Makes it just that tiny bit more exciting to destroy his disgusting boyhood(lol).
I seriously considered young master Trump getting caught with big sister Ivanka's wardrobe but i don't want to wake up in Guantanamo one of these days.......... 

The Joy of being Someone Else

How transvestism isn't always about being yourself. When looking back and having gained some understanding of my motives in these matters, I'd say that in my case my enjoyment is in being someone else who is this almost unreal, in all aspects hyperfeminine persona I invented. It's about the deception and the fraud instead of about a supposed true inner self. whilst at the same time taking this deception much further than a lot of the gendermotivated trannies do. Even my sexual preferences are those of my character and when I'm with a man there is not a cel in my body that experiences it as anything but a heterosexual experience and urge(gay men don't even turn me on for that reason). The vamp I used to portray always had a strong urge to be desirable and desired. There is also what I call "the other Planet effect". Bit like the speech of "Roy"in BladeRunner. We've been to places and had experiences none of the "normal people" had. It's something I can't easily explain to people who haven't been there and trannies who prefer more convenient and more conformist explanations. Yep, I'm a weirdo but that's nothing new either, I was diagnosed as one as a child. Sometimes I just can't help saying summink smart. Next post will probably be my usual pervy amusement stuff, I still have Georgina's wedding to finish.(I even got returning guest-artist Ignatius Fluke in to add some spunk to the festivities)..........

Guest artist: Satin Pansy

A welcome intermezzo whilst i prepare to get ready to go on to Georgina's further developments...(i think i found the perfect dress).
Got the permission to publish some early drawings by Satin Pansy who is rather famous for her Youtube and other fetish stuff. She's the absolute sissy fetish doll and one of my favourite kinksters. Always had something with the ones that go all out with this stuff(not even start me on her delicious satin and taffetta wardrobe- personally i always went a bit for the more grown up look but i could go for the sissy stuff if i could do it this way). First got talking with her back when we were both on Yahoo 360 and apart from anything i else i get the impression she's actually an interesting person.
The drawings really take me back to my own secret dressing up adventures in my teens. I kinda got off on the fear and anxiety part of it. Sneaking out at night for scary dressed up walks around the neighbourhood, just not getting caught....it still gets to me. First time getting noticed by men, passing cars hooting, men walking their dog accepting me as a girl and saying "hello, miss". Soooo exciting then......Guess most of us real transvestites have all been there in some way.

 

 

Satin Pansy

Me, still satins & tafetta but contrary to my sissy friend, i never got along with pastels.

Sorry,but i just couldn't help touching myself there. Hope it doesn't land me in trouble with the local authorities. I was already reprimanded by Flickr this week and i've been so on my best behaviour the past few years.