I can't help myself, I just have to. I'm just fooling around with pictures to pass the time and sometimes I fall in love with the result. Still almost think of my stuff as short movie scripts actually. Of course totally unthinkable at the time but I imagine them as some darker episodes of television series like 'Rod Serling's Night Gallery', 'Outer limits' or 'Amazing Stories'. To compensate for this being virtually impossible I do the collages and sometimes even small animations. The story will probably continue but I'm lazy and I have never been a very prolific writer to begin with. This will have to do for now....
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Thursday, August 5, 2021
Sunday, August 1, 2021
'Joyce'
I'm not quite sure if and how this one will fit into a possible continuation of the story but when I found this vintage picture, I just couldn't resist putting young Joyce in it. Think it must be another delightful little outing with stepmother and her ladyfriends.Hope you like it....
Sunday, December 8, 2019
The classics: Bill Ward
I recently had a look around for them. Been a fan for ages. As an intermezzo between writings I thought you might like em too. Enjoy!
Thursday, January 11, 2018
a Tribute to Madge and Timmy
I've just posted this on fictionmania. It's basically a tribute to Anonymous Writer, together with Cheryl Lynn one of the authors I follow on there. Of course I've incorporated some of my personal preferences and left out what doesn't quite tickle my fancies(like the threat of castration AW seems to prefer) but for the most part I tried to keep within the tradition. You can find the original Madge stuff HERE.
It was a rather festive do and all the guests were dressed to the nines, the ladies wore their prettiest dresses and the men wore their best suit and tie. Madge herself looked sublime as usual in a gorgeous black satin tailored pants suit
(Madge chatting to her best friend Ruth)
"You'll be amazed, darling. I've been working on Tim ever since I found him in my bedroom lounging about in my prettiest lingerie, dresses and high heels. I can't believe it's been nearly two years now.
Off course Timmy never would have been much of a manly man anyway. He was always too slight, delicate and much too pretty. The new life i'm forcing on him is so much more suitable to his meek fragile nature, you'll see when you meet him/her. I'm turning our little boy into a delicious wanton little lady, the wet dream of all the men that get the privilege of meeting him! You should see him as he elegantly minces and preens around the room wiggling his girly bum and teetering on his stiletto heels in a pretty dress and with his makeup and hair all done up nice and pretty. Can't even walk properly without his heels anymore as after wearing them for the past six months virtually permanently, poor Timmy's calf-muscles have adjusted to them. Timmy has always looked and acted more like a girl than a boy anyway and now with my help he's even more feminine than most girls his age. He's also started
developing little breasts now, even when I only have him on hormones every other month to keep some of the pervy boy thoughts alive that brought our little darling to us in the first place."
It was Madge's annual glamourous Christmas party and she couldn't wait to show off her latest successes with Timmy/Tiffany to all her friends and relations. Only a handfull of Madge's closest friends knew of Tiffany's true gender and even they were convinced it was all Timmy's idea and Madge was just helping and encouraging her transgendered protege.
"The only problem I still had to solve was his uncooperative attitude towards dating men as up to very recently my princess had been very reluctant to accept her designated sexual orientation( of course if Timmy really had had such a strong preference for girls, he shouldn't have dressed up as one ) but technology came to the rescue. A friend of mine who works in neurology got me this tiny device that gives off pulses to certain nerve endings(in this case Timmy's erogenous area) via a small precisely placed electrode, giving me the power to reward Timmy's thoughts and actions with sexual stimulation. The full-on setting actually has our little lady in a total state of orgasm. This, together with a strict regime of carefully selected suggestive moviesequences and soundfiles about pretty girls like Tiffany falling under the spell of depraved older
gentlemen, have worked wonders. I even went as far as rewarding Timmy for verbally affirming his deep desires to be kissed and held by such men with delicious little orgasms. It was absolutely delightfull to watch. In the end i didn't have to use the device anymore, just the suggestion and hearing the words coming out his own pretty little mouth had him coming in his pretty panties all on his own. I have a feeling that tonight our princess is going to be very appreciative of the male attention she'll undoubtedly get."
Madge was almost purring with anticipation about the coming events as the two wicked ladies anxiously awaited Timmy/Tiffany's entrance.
"You see it's not only the conditioning and the rewards that make it work, the point is that before we tried to hook her up with boys her age and that made Timmy think of his own former life and in that light his subconscious mind translated this into a mainly 'boy on boy' experience and that did nothing to make Timmy feel like the girl in the setup. The situation with a mature gentleman turns out to be completely different as there is nothing that brings Timmy to the surface and Tiffany gets to both revell in her own now obvious feminine nature (especially compared to this 'man creature') and her newfound desireabillity."
Madge seemed quite certain of herself and when our debutante finally joined the party, looking like an absolute dream of sublimated femininity in an exquisite black silk sheath cocktailgown, a fox stole and a pair of absolutely impossible black patent stiletto's, even Ruth was stunned. With her hair done up in a very glamorous Marylin-like style(monsieur Henri had spent at least 2 hours getting it just right) and all the details like her make-up, the salon- nails and jewelery totally perfect, she looked like a young nineteenfifties moviestar. Of course Tiffany(at that point the whole concept of there being a 'Timmy' seemed very very far away) first came over to greet her favorite aunt and her guest and even dropped a little curtsey to the ladies. When she hugged and kissed Madge, Ruth heard her softly whisper a very sweet and sincere sounding "Thank you, aunty" to her 'benefactor'. It was simply delightfull.
"Now you go and introduce yourself to our guests, young lady, and don't forget to stand under the mistletoe a lot. And remember the rule, my little lady is not allowed to refuse any kisses from the gentlemen, do you hear. I won't stand for it after all we've done for you, sweetheart."
Tiffany meekly answered "Yes of course aunty". With that our little ingenue was off to join the party, delightfully swishing her stockinged legs within the confines of the exquisite but very restrictive calf-length gown.
Tiffany of course politely greeted Madge's ladyfriends with a kiss on the cheek but when she was introduced to a gentleman, she almost melted into him when she stood on tippytoes to offer said gentlemen her lips.
"Wait untill she meets old mr. Braxton, my sollicitor. He actually knows about Timmy (as he's an accomplice in changing Timmy's legal status) but he has been flirting with Tiffany ever since he first set eyes on her. Up to know she just saw this as the innocent chitchat of a friendly old uncle but recently i had her declaring her romantic feelings towards this elderly cassanova whilst holding his picture on a regular basis with some help of my little electro device and i have a feeling that they are going to get on extremely well tonight. Love is in the air..."
Madge almost giggled with evilish delight at this prospect.....
As Madge pointed out a heavy-set graihaired gentleman in his mid-sixties, Ruth saw that Tiffany/Timmy was already moving in his direction. She also noticed that Madge had taken out a small electronic device with buttons. So when Tiffany found her friendly uncle already waiting under a strand of mistletoe and kissed him lovingly on the mouth whilst resting her beautifully manicured hands on his shoulders, Madge almost simultaneous pushed the button."Just a tiny bit of encouragement on the lowest level to get her 'in the mood' should do it",she whispered to her friend.
The result was instant as Ruth actually saw a shiver go through Tiffany;s slender silk encased body and it didn't stop at that as when that first kiss ended she immediately drew her elderly admirer in for more and even more intimate mouth contact. His strong manly hands slipped greedily around her waist and within moments our little lady was actually passionately making out with her old 'uncle'.
Madge was purring like the proverbial Cheshire cat at her newest victory. "Isn't it absolutely delightfull and terribly romantic? They are so going to fall deeply in love, she chuckled."
A short while later our lovebirds had obviously slipped away and when Marge and Ruth had a furtive peek in the adjoining room we found the two on the sofa, his arm still posessively around Tiffany's waist whilst kissing her passionately. The skirt of the silk dress had ridden up, exposing her smooth stockinged legs, being softly caressed by her elderly beau. She was in her turn timidly touching the now obviously bulge in the man's trousers whilst giving off soft moans of pleasure inbetween his deep probing kisses.
"I'll leave at it for a while but of course I will have to make an end to this before it goes any further. One does not need to hurry this romance as I'm planning to have lots more fun with our little debutante. Wait untill the extremely religious, almost puritan mrs. Braxton finds out that her beloved husband has fallen hopelessly in love with such a delicious creature like young Tiffany. The whole situation has intoxicating possibillities for further depraved intrigues. I love it already. In the end I'm just a hopeless romantic", Madge giggled........
Madge's wonderfull Christmas-party
It was a rather festive do and all the guests were dressed to the nines, the ladies wore their prettiest dresses and the men wore their best suit and tie. Madge herself looked sublime as usual in a gorgeous black satin tailored pants suit
(Madge chatting to her best friend Ruth)
"You'll be amazed, darling. I've been working on Tim ever since I found him in my bedroom lounging about in my prettiest lingerie, dresses and high heels. I can't believe it's been nearly two years now.
Off course Timmy never would have been much of a manly man anyway. He was always too slight, delicate and much too pretty. The new life i'm forcing on him is so much more suitable to his meek fragile nature, you'll see when you meet him/her. I'm turning our little boy into a delicious wanton little lady, the wet dream of all the men that get the privilege of meeting him! You should see him as he elegantly minces and preens around the room wiggling his girly bum and teetering on his stiletto heels in a pretty dress and with his makeup and hair all done up nice and pretty. Can't even walk properly without his heels anymore as after wearing them for the past six months virtually permanently, poor Timmy's calf-muscles have adjusted to them. Timmy has always looked and acted more like a girl than a boy anyway and now with my help he's even more feminine than most girls his age. He's also started
It was Madge's annual glamourous Christmas party and she couldn't wait to show off her latest successes with Timmy/Tiffany to all her friends and relations. Only a handfull of Madge's closest friends knew of Tiffany's true gender and even they were convinced it was all Timmy's idea and Madge was just helping and encouraging her transgendered protege.
"The only problem I still had to solve was his uncooperative attitude towards dating men as up to very recently my princess had been very reluctant to accept her designated sexual orientation( of course if Timmy really had had such a strong preference for girls, he shouldn't have dressed up as one ) but technology came to the rescue. A friend of mine who works in neurology got me this tiny device that gives off pulses to certain nerve endings(in this case Timmy's erogenous area) via a small precisely placed electrode, giving me the power to reward Timmy's thoughts and actions with sexual stimulation. The full-on setting actually has our little lady in a total state of orgasm. This, together with a strict regime of carefully selected suggestive moviesequences and soundfiles about pretty girls like Tiffany falling under the spell of depraved older
Madge was almost purring with anticipation about the coming events as the two wicked ladies anxiously awaited Timmy/Tiffany's entrance.
"You see it's not only the conditioning and the rewards that make it work, the point is that before we tried to hook her up with boys her age and that made Timmy think of his own former life and in that light his subconscious mind translated this into a mainly 'boy on boy' experience and that did nothing to make Timmy feel like the girl in the setup. The situation with a mature gentleman turns out to be completely different as there is nothing that brings Timmy to the surface and Tiffany gets to both revell in her own now obvious feminine nature (especially compared to this 'man creature') and her newfound desireabillity."
Madge seemed quite certain of herself and when our debutante finally joined the party, looking like an absolute dream of sublimated femininity in an exquisite black silk sheath cocktailgown, a fox stole and a pair of absolutely impossible black patent stiletto's, even Ruth was stunned. With her hair done up in a very glamorous Marylin-like style(monsieur Henri had spent at least 2 hours getting it just right) and all the details like her make-up, the salon- nails and jewelery totally perfect, she looked like a young nineteenfifties moviestar. Of course Tiffany(at that point the whole concept of there being a 'Timmy' seemed very very far away) first came over to greet her favorite aunt and her guest and even dropped a little curtsey to the ladies. When she hugged and kissed Madge, Ruth heard her softly whisper a very sweet and sincere sounding "Thank you, aunty" to her 'benefactor'. It was simply delightfull.
"Now you go and introduce yourself to our guests, young lady, and don't forget to stand under the mistletoe a lot. And remember the rule, my little lady is not allowed to refuse any kisses from the gentlemen, do you hear. I won't stand for it after all we've done for you, sweetheart."
Tiffany meekly answered "Yes of course aunty". With that our little ingenue was off to join the party, delightfully swishing her stockinged legs within the confines of the exquisite but very restrictive calf-length gown.
Tiffany of course politely greeted Madge's ladyfriends with a kiss on the cheek but when she was introduced to a gentleman, she almost melted into him when she stood on tippytoes to offer said gentlemen her lips.
"Wait untill she meets old mr. Braxton, my sollicitor. He actually knows about Timmy (as he's an accomplice in changing Timmy's legal status) but he has been flirting with Tiffany ever since he first set eyes on her. Up to know she just saw this as the innocent chitchat of a friendly old uncle but recently i had her declaring her romantic feelings towards this elderly cassanova whilst holding his picture on a regular basis with some help of my little electro device and i have a feeling that they are going to get on extremely well tonight. Love is in the air..."
Madge almost giggled with evilish delight at this prospect.....
As Madge pointed out a heavy-set graihaired gentleman in his mid-sixties, Ruth saw that Tiffany/Timmy was already moving in his direction. She also noticed that Madge had taken out a small electronic device with buttons. So when Tiffany found her friendly uncle already waiting under a strand of mistletoe and kissed him lovingly on the mouth whilst resting her beautifully manicured hands on his shoulders, Madge almost simultaneous pushed the button."Just a tiny bit of encouragement on the lowest level to get her 'in the mood' should do it",she whispered to her friend.
The result was instant as Ruth actually saw a shiver go through Tiffany;s slender silk encased body and it didn't stop at that as when that first kiss ended she immediately drew her elderly admirer in for more and even more intimate mouth contact. His strong manly hands slipped greedily around her waist and within moments our little lady was actually passionately making out with her old 'uncle'.
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| within moments our little lady was actually passionately making out with her old 'uncle' |
A short while later our lovebirds had obviously slipped away and when Marge and Ruth had a furtive peek in the adjoining room we found the two on the sofa, his arm still posessively around Tiffany's waist whilst kissing her passionately. The skirt of the silk dress had ridden up, exposing her smooth stockinged legs, being softly caressed by her elderly beau. She was in her turn timidly touching the now obviously bulge in the man's trousers whilst giving off soft moans of pleasure inbetween his deep probing kisses.
"I'll leave at it for a while but of course I will have to make an end to this before it goes any further. One does not need to hurry this romance as I'm planning to have lots more fun with our little debutante. Wait untill the extremely religious, almost puritan mrs. Braxton finds out that her beloved husband has fallen hopelessly in love with such a delicious creature like young Tiffany. The whole situation has intoxicating possibillities for further depraved intrigues. I love it already. In the end I'm just a hopeless romantic", Madge giggled........
Sunday, November 12, 2017
Merit points....
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| 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. |
Tuesday, July 18, 2017
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.
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"...... |
Saturday, July 15, 2017
And so it has started.....
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Thursday, July 13, 2017
Mother takes control......Bobbi Marie
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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" |
Monday, July 10, 2017
Wednesday, June 28, 2017
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........
Wednesday, June 7, 2017
Friday, June 2, 2017
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.
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| Georgina turns out to be more like her stepmommy than a real daughter ever would. |
Saturday, May 27, 2017
Wednesday, May 17, 2017
Georgina's Exquisite Surrender
And then the day finally comes to succumb to your ultimate submission......to HIM.
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..........
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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. |
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..........
Friday, May 5, 2017
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.
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.
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| Satin Pansy |
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| Me, still satins & tafetta but contrary to my sissy friend, i never got along with pastels. |
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| 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. |
Monday, May 1, 2017
.....Mildred.....
Saturday, April 15, 2017
More Georgina for Sir Henry
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The minutes seemed like hours but finally Henry appeared from the bathroom wearing an expensive bathrobe. He moved to a portable bar on his side of the room and poured himself a drink. He then put on some soft music. I began feeling weak as he motioned for me to join him......
I had no choice now. Acting my feminine best I slithered off the bed and minced towards him swishing my exquisite bridal peignoir. He took a large sip of his drink then tilted his head back slightly as he smelled my perfume. He set the glass down and turned towards me, holding me close and driving me crazy with his intoxicating masculine presence.
"Mmmmm, you look evenmore adorable and delicate than your stepmother promissed you would be my sweet Georgina" he said, as he took my arms and we started slow dancing to the soft music. I felt weak, like I was going to faint. I could tell he was hard once again now as he poked against me when he held me close putting his arms around my tightly corsetted waist. It didn't take long until he wisked me up in his arms and carried me to the bed! I slipped out of the chiffon robe and set it at the foot of the bed as Dan took off his robe. I then got into bed and under the satin sheets. Sir Henry an eagerly joined me, his penis already stiff and throbbing. He pulled me close hugging me then eased me down. I knew what I had to do and he watched as I gripped the shaft with my hand, my red, manicured nails gleaming in the soft light. I began to stroke him gently and then I opened my glossy pink lips and kissed him passionately untill we were writhing on the bed in ecstasy. Actual intercourse is however still off the menu untill our glorious wedding.
I had no choice now. Acting my feminine best I slithered off the bed and minced towards him swishing my exquisite bridal peignoir. He took a large sip of his drink then tilted his head back slightly as he smelled my perfume. He set the glass down and turned towards me, holding me close and driving me crazy with his intoxicating masculine presence.
"Mmmmm, you look evenmore adorable and delicate than your stepmother promissed you would be my sweet Georgina" he said, as he took my arms and we started slow dancing to the soft music. I felt weak, like I was going to faint. I could tell he was hard once again now as he poked against me when he held me close putting his arms around my tightly corsetted waist. It didn't take long until he wisked me up in his arms and carried me to the bed! I slipped out of the chiffon robe and set it at the foot of the bed as Dan took off his robe. I then got into bed and under the satin sheets. Sir Henry an eagerly joined me, his penis already stiff and throbbing. He pulled me close hugging me then eased me down. I knew what I had to do and he watched as I gripped the shaft with my hand, my red, manicured nails gleaming in the soft light. I began to stroke him gently and then I opened my glossy pink lips and kissed him passionately untill we were writhing on the bed in ecstasy. Actual intercourse is however still off the menu untill our glorious wedding.
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Even Mildred's wedding gown wasn't sacred to our now so delightfully selfish little lady. Our sweet fragile Georgina actually ordered Mildred to get it for her and made her help getting dressed and was obviously starting to enjoy the rejected older woman's discomfort. Whenever Mildred is in the room or when she otherwise notices her looking she purposely fondles Henry or starts to make out with him to see her hidden sadness. I guess little Gina has discovered the joy of taunting all by herself. It's so satisfying to see her pick up such feminine affectations. Stepmommy is so proud of her little princess.....
Sunday, March 26, 2017
Georgina: Are you ready for your date?
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The date had been arranged at a very classy restaurant uptown. Lady Fenton had secretly followed the romantic couple and stealthily sat at a nearby table enjoying the show! Georgina's date, 69 year old Sir Henry, was practically drooling throughout dinner, eying his very glamorous young date sitting across the candlelight table . Georgie flirted enthousiastically with the masculine elderly gentleman as his stepmother had instructed him. Watching the, unknown to the onlooker, somewhat risqué scene unfold was getting Lady Fenton excited. She even felt her panties become moist as she saw Georgina's date place his hand on Georgina's stockinged knee under the table whilst she seemed to actively encourage his intimate avances. It looked like an actual shiver of delight went through Georgina when she felt his touch. This was going even better than she had hoped!
Later, when dinner was over, Lady Fenton furtively followed the seemingly infatuated couple out to the parking lot where the two were passionately making out, the older man pressing her stepson against the man's Jaguar as he was aggressively kissing his pretend girlfriend. Georgie of course was eagerly and passionately clinging to "her" man and ethousiastically returning his kisses as if her life depended on it. After a short while, the two got into the man's car probably to drive to some secluded spot to indulge in more delightfull romantic intimacies that would enflame young Georgina's now so deliciously susceptible disposition to the point of fainting of sheer submissive delight.
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To
be completely honest the basic scene-idea here came from a story i'd
read a while ago. I adapted it to the Georgina situation and in the end i
basically rewrote it completely. Maybe 2 or 3 half sentences were left
of the original text so it's in no way plagiarism. I took the basic
framework and i made it fly. I'm actually quite proud of my language
skills on this one.(especially as english isn't my native language).
Monday, March 20, 2017
Georgina dreams....
A new girl like Georgie must always have her little out of control mind filled with thoughts of love and romance. It's not a matter of choice, it just has to be because I want it that way.....
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| a "girl"and her toy |
Note from the Author: Even as a child i had a taste for the darker side of our imagination.
I simply loved the dark queen in Snowwhite, the evil stepmother in
Cinderella and i rooted for the wicked Witch of the west in Oz. My
favourite fairytale was "Mother of Toads" where the handsome
young hero falls under a love-spell of an extremely ugly toadlike
old witch. I loved it and as young as i was it already caused
a strange stirring which i now recognize as distictly erotic.
In later life as a young transvestite this idea translated very well
into my own excitement at being desired and courted by rather
disgusting old men.
I simply loved the dark queen in Snowwhite, the evil stepmother in
Cinderella and i rooted for the wicked Witch of the west in Oz. My
favourite fairytale was "Mother of Toads" where the handsome
young hero falls under a love-spell of an extremely ugly toadlike
old witch. I loved it and as young as i was it already caused
a strange stirring which i now recognize as distictly erotic.
In later life as a young transvestite this idea translated very well
into my own excitement at being desired and courted by rather
disgusting old men.
Saskia
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