New Blog: My Life as a Sissy Wife

Don't forget to check out my other blog where I plan to talk about about how I actually ended up being a sissy wife to a dominant woman! Some of you who look in here may be in the same situation! It's in my blog list but the address is:

About this blog: Do you like to read about my thoughts and experiences and those of the followers, or would you rather it be more X-rated like many other blogs?

Who were you with for your first kiss?

You must be a sissy since you view this blog. So just how little is your little sissy clitty?

Friday, December 30, 2011

What is your favorite piece of lingerie?

I have been wearing lingerie since I was in grade school and started sneaking my sister's panties and even getting into the storage box that held my mother's wedding lingerie!

I have a large collection of bras and I love them but until recently I never had anything to put in the cups! Well, except for falsies! I probably need to wear a bra now, but you really can't do that on an everyday basis in public without being noticed. You have to stay away from those tight sweaters in public! What I do is wear my bras under a big sweatshirt!

I have also always loved garter belts and stockings! They are great for wearing around the house with nothing else on but really not practical to wear under your clothes. A nice flowing dress is what you need to wear over your garter belt and stockings! But a lot of us just don't go out in public in dresses like that. Still, I love to do my housework wearing a garter belt, stockings, bra and heels!

Now, pantyhose are nice to wear under your clothes and maybe wear a camisole instead of a bra with your panties. That is what I wear to work, especially in the winter time when those pantyhose can give you that extra warmth on a frigid day!

They are not really sleepwear, but I love to put on a silky chemise to sleep in or wear around the house! And usually I have a matching silky robe to wear over it or separately.

But my favorite? Gotta be panties! I mean, that's what I started with! Borrowing my sister's panties and panties were the first items that I bought for myself. And I wore panties under my clothes to school starting in 7th grade. Not on phys ed days though -- that would have been a bad idea and would have gotten you beat up!

I wear those other items that I mentioned and I love them! But I am in panties pretty much 24/7! And the word PANTIES pretty much says SISSY, doesn't it. When someone is labeled a sissy, you know for sure that they are wearing panties! I am certain that the other sissies that I knew going through school were panty wearers! I would have bet anything on that!

What is your favorite lingerie item? Please post your comment here or click on the poll that I set up.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

I think I could live like this!

I know it would be a big sacrifice, but I probably could go through life with breasts like these girls have!

Do you think you could make a sacrifice like that?

Think about it:

You would be top heavy!

You might have trouble finding a bra that big!

You would bump into things with your chest!

You couldn't sleep on your stomach!

Men -- and women -- would stare at your chest all the time and you would get lots of comments!

Those same men and women would want to lick and suck your titties and nipples all the time! Imagine all the time you would have to waste having men and women sucking on your titties all the time!

Of course you know I am being silly with you! Of course you know that I would give anything to have titties like these girls! I certainly would put up with everything that I mentioned, especially the part about men and women wanting to suck and lick and kiss and devour and just nestle in my titties all the time!

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Living as a female's wife?

Borrowed from a favorite blog -- Femulate
I was wondering if anyone knows of any blogs that addresses the lifestyle where a T-girl is married to a female but is the actual woman of the house on a 24/7 basis?

Where the T-girl is submissive and obeys the real female?

Where the T-girl's main job is the make the real female's life easier?

Where the T-girl's main thought is to give oral pleasure to the real female without any yearning for reciprocation?

This is such a wonderful way to live! And I was wondering if anyone knows of any such blogs or websites, could you please post the links here!

Monday, December 26, 2011

Smaller than a real girl!

I had to laugh at his photo! Why? Well if you look closely you can see this girl's pussy lips hanging down between her legs!

So? I swear that if I struck the same pose -- a view from behind -- my sissy clitty would not hang down that far!

I have seen other photos and even posted a few here where the girl's pussy lips and ever her clitoris protruded farther that my little sissy clitty!  It is pretty humbling to see stuff like that!

But when you have a 1-inch sissy clitty, that is going to happen! Would I change anything about that? No way! My little sissy thing suits me! The only thing that I would want to change is to have pussy lips and a real clitoris like the girl above instead of that unwanted sissy clitty that I was born with and have had to live with!

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Cheering for cheerleaders!

I have always wanted to be a cheerleader! Starting when I was about 12 going to my senior high schools games. I thought those those senior high girls, who would have been 16 to 18 years, were just so gorgeous and they looked so mature compared to me and the girls in my grade!

I envied them so much! Their short skirts and pretty sweaters with the school logo. The way everyone was watching them and the attention they got, especially from the cute boys. I would always go to the games and sit in front of the cheerleaders, watching their every move and not really much of the football game. I was not really into football, as you probably know. I will watch games today, my home teams anyway, but more like a female would be watching.

Besides the cheerleaders my high school had a nationally-renowned dance team. And these girls were even hotter than the cheerleaders. Most of them were leggy girls and the highlight of their routine was when they joined arms and kicked like the Rockettes.

When I made it to the senior high school, many of these cheerleaders and dancers were my friends, some very close friends. Of course, they would not date me because I was a sissy but they did spend a lot of time with me as I am sure I have written about before and I really valued that.

But I envied girls like this so much. It was depressing to be missing out on being like that. Or just being a pretty girl in general, of course.

Anyway, I found these photos of these very cute ladyboy cheerleaders that I just really enjoy! Wouldn't you just love to be them!

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Relationships with women!

This would be me! Definitely not a threat!
So Joy wrote a comment about her relationships with women as an adult and I am intrigued by that! (See the ballet post below!)

I definitely have many more female friends than male friends. I don't identify with men and the manly things that they do like hunting and golfing and drinking and going to football games and talking about and working on their cars or remodeling their houses. I just don't know about that stuff and I am not into that stuff and thus I don't have many male friends.

Not that I don't wish I did have more male friends, especially very attractive men that those of us who wish we were girls would want to be around!

So, most of my friends are women. And I spend time with them by going shopping, going to craft fairs, maybe going to a museum or flower show. And their husbands and boyfriends actually encourage this! They certainly do not want to spend four hours looking through a craft show when they could be out of the golf course! So they are happy that I fill in for them at the flower show!

And as Joy said in her comment, we are not a threat to real men. I spend time alone with women in their houses! I know that these men definitely realize that I would have no desire to get into their wives' panties unless I was modeling them for them!

And furthermore, my mistress has no reservations about me being around other women. I mean, come on, a shaved-smooth panty-wearing sissy with a tiny sissy clitty is going to come on to a real woman! Not in a million years!

I have written in an earlier post how when I am at a big gathering, family or otherwise, I always help the women set up and prepare the food and clean up, while the men sit there and talk about sports and drink beer. I just fit in better with the women actually not at all with the men.

How do you fit in with real women? What is your relationship with them?

Monday, December 5, 2011

Did you have a crush on a boy during high school?

I looked through my collection of sexy men pics looking for the photo at right and I think it is pretty close for what I need for this post.

Anyway, starting in 7th grade when I was 13 and all through junior and senior high school, I had a very deep crush on a boy who looked like the hunk at right.

He was very popular and always was a class officer or head of some club and he was captain of the tennis team and I believe he was so good that he may have won the state championship.

He was in my exact same grade and we had many classes together. So I got to really like him and I have to say that I was really in love with him! And despite the fact that he was popular and I was not and he was so outgoing and I was shy and he was the big sports star and I was a sissy, he was always quite nice to me.

And that last fact may have made me hurt even more than if he was mean to me like some of the other boys. The fact that he was so nice to me made me love him even more and it really really hurt to know that we could never be together -- he liked girls. It hurt doubly when I would see him with the prettiest and most popular girls in school because I envied them so much and I knew that the only way I could ever have him was to be one of those pretty girls, which, of course, I was not.

Now, why would I search for a picture of a gorgeous naked hunk to illustrate this post? I had to see this boy for six years in the shower and locker room after phys ed classes in junior and senior high school. And he looked like the hunk above. He was built like him and he had a big gorgeous cock like that that I would keep trying to get a look at with being too obvious and getting caught at it.

I just wanted to hold him and kiss him and caress him all over and suck on his cock -- which I had already been doing with some other boys, by the way, as I have written about previously. But while I loved playing around with my sissy friend Timmy and those other boys, he was the one I really wanted to be with.

I don't know if he ever knew about what Timmy and I were doing with the other boys, but I would have to assume that he did because you know how rumors fly around a school. But he was always my good friend anyway. How I wish I would have had the opportunity to pleasure him like Timmy and I were doing to some of the other boys.

I don't think I ever saw him after high school. He went to college and then law school as far as I know. But I am still thinking about him.

So my question is: Did you have a crush on a boy during your school days? How did you deal with it? Were you fortunate enough to follow through on it or did it remain just a hard-to-live-with crush like mine?

* Please take part in the poll on this subject!

Sunday, December 4, 2011

I would have loved ballet!

When I was a young sissy I had girl friends who would take ballet lessons and put on recitals. Often, they would invite me to see them perform at the recitals and I would go.

I have to tell you that I was so envious of these girls! Oh to be one of them dressed like the girl at right and being out there prancing around and jumping around like the fairy that I was!

I already knew what it felt like to wear tights, because I had borrowed my sister's and then acquired some of my own. So I knew the feeling of the tights on my smooth legs just like my friends the ballerinas!

But to wear the tights as well as the tutu on a stage in front of everybody, well that would have been a dream come true! I don't know if nowadays sissy boys can dress up like the girl pictured and perform like them or if they would still have to play the male role. Anyone know anything about that?

I wouldn't want to be in the male role if I were in a ballet! I would think that a 12-year-old boy could be made to look like the girl pictured above, but I have never heard of that actually taking place. It's not fair!

So, I missed out on ballet or even dance lessons, but while the other boys were playing football I was always in the school chorus. And of course the mean boys would always call you a faggot or a sissy or a cunt because you were in the chorus and not tough enough to play football. I went to a junior and senior high where football was king and if you did not participate, or worse yet had no interest in it at all like me, well then you were considered a cunt. And the abuse was worse if you took dance lessons.

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

What are little girls made of?

What are little boys made of?
What are little boys made of?
Frogs and snails
And puppy-dogs' tails,
That's what little boys are made of.
What are little girls made of?
What are little girls made of?
Sugar and spice
And everything nice,
That's what little girls are made of.

I was sugar and spice and everything nice!
Do you remember that nursery rhyme! It just popped into my head for some reason this morning. That is true with a lot of things I recall for this blog -- and I have to make myself a little note to make it a future blog entry.

Anyway, I don't really remember a whole lot before I was 8 years old and really pretty much nothing before I was 6, but I can see what I was like through looking at old photos. It is very very obvious in those photos that I was not made of frogs and snails and puppy dog tails. But it was certainly evident that I was made of sugar and spice and everything nice.

You may be wondering why I don't just run my photo of when I was that young, but I don't want to even go there for obvious reasons.

But when I see those photos with my older sister, we pretty much looked the same at that age. She's the one who went on to be one of the prettiest and most popular girls in school and I went on to being one of the school's biggest sissies.

In those early photos it was just so evident that I was destined to be a sissy. If there were other boys in the photos I just did not look like them. They looked like your typical little boys. If you would have put a wig on them and put them in a dress, they would have looked like a boy in a wig and a dress. If you did that to me, I would have looked like my sister. It was that obvious!

Has anyone else who looks in here noticed that about themselves, maybe through old photos or maybe something your mother later told you?

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Pregnant T-girls in the future?

Wish this were me!
Quite often -- and especially when I see a woman with child -- I think about how much I wish I could be pregnant like this girl pictured at right!

I mean it is more about what being a woman is about than even the sex act. Anyone can be screwed. T-girls get so much enjoyment from taking a real man up their sissy asses, but obviously we can't get pregnant like real girls who take men in their pretty pussies.

If only science and medicine could implant a womb in T-girls and a way for a man's seed to make a baby! Now, that would be a breakthrough, wouldn't it! Do you think that would be possible way off in the future! I would say probably! Heck, we transplant other organs and even faces nowadays. Why could a womb not be transplanted into a T-girl!

I would imagine that in the future when women are running the world as it should be, manly men will be used for manual labor and sports -- someday there will be no need for armies -- and providing the necessary sperm for babies. But women may be too busy running the world to have babies. And wombs will be implanted into sissies like us who will be satisfying the men sexually and having their babies!

Science fiction? Or do you think something like that is possible?

Thursday, November 17, 2011

Living among pretty girls

I wanted to be a pretty, popular girl like this!
As you know, growing up living among pretty girls was very difficult for a sissy. And, for me anyway, it remains difficult to this day.

But I want to talk about dealing with our plight in high school and college. I came across three types of girls:

1 -- Those who were just plain indifferent, snobbish, didn't want anything to do with you. Acted like you were invisible. But these "stuck up" girls treated everyone that way.

2 -- Those who just hated sissies like us. They would insult us, tell us to go away. I knew some that were pretty mean and would get their boyfriends to do mean things to me and other girlie boys.  But again, these girls were mean to most people.

3 -- And then there were those that were sympathetic toward us. They liked having us around but did not treat us like regular boys. They treated us like their other girlfriends.

I knew girls who loved to be with me. They loved to do homework and study with me. Maybe go to the mall with me. Maybe meet at a dance -- where they would be scoping out the cute boys the whole time. I would go over to girls' houses and even go up to their bedroom. And their mothers were completely cool with this because they knew that I was completely harmless!

These same girls, although they were so nice to you, would never ever, not in a million years, go out on what might be even remotely considered a date with you. I did go to movies with them, but we paid our own way so it was not a date.

I had girl friends in high school and college who would do something with me during the day then go out on a date with a real boy in the evening. Then maybe the next day they would actually call me and tell me all about it. These girls would always be talking about boys with me and who was the cutest and what I thought about them and what I knew about them.

I had a girl friend who told me one night when I was at her house that she was tired and wanted to go to bed early. So I left. Then, as I was walking home a car drove by with a boy that I knew driving and she was in the passenger seat.

But I got used to stuff like that. Girls treated me like just another female friend. I knew a lot of girls in high school and college. But I never went out on any dates unless it was some group thing or maybe I met a girl somewhere just like two girls would do.

Added to all this was the fact that when I was in high school I had a sister there who was a year older -- I have mentioned her before -- and she was one of the prettiest and most popular girls in school. She was type of girl I wanted to be and I envied her so much. But I was always considered to be her sissy brother in most other kids' eyes.

So my point is, it was very hard to live among these pretty girls in high school and college and especially to have such a pretty and popular sister. I wanted to be these girls so much and it hurt so much. This was a very difficult time period to get through.

Can anyone else identify with this? From what I have read, I was your typical sissy, transgendered kid so I am pretty sure some of you went through this too and it would be nice to hear from you.

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Shaving your girlie spot!

I worked on my girlie V too!
This was me today in the picture at right! Well, I wish I was more like that anyway!

When I tuck, this is what you see!
I shave everything from the neck down except for my little V-shaped girlie patch of pubic hair above my sissy clitty! Do you like to do the same? Sometimes I will take it all off! The feeling of doing that after you have not done it for a while is so girlie! But most of the time I let it grow out to a girlie V!

If you do the same thing as I do, you know what I mean! I don't find shaving to be a chore because it is just one of the things to be more girlie. Like buying panties and other clothes. Like putting on makeup.  It's just something that you do because real girls do it too!

But being tiny and limp like many of us are -- having what we like to call affectionately a "sissy clitty" -- it is quite natural to shave like a girl because we are so much closer to being girls than to being men. Don't you agree? I mean if I let my body hair grow out it would be so out of character for me. It would not match my inner self. It is just not going to happen. My inner self tells me that I have to present myself as girlie even though I will never be one of the lucky ones who may have their gender reassignment surgery.

But getting back on topic, shaving my body like a girl and shaving my sissy pubie area like a girl is something that at least makes me a little more like a girl and I take great delight in it. What about you?

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Do you need to be pretty and popular?

What would you give to have a shape like this girl, Playboy Playmate Irina Voronina, from 2001? If you are like me, then pretty much everything I would bet!

She is pretty much the perfect woman! It's funny. I have always wanted to be a girl, but I have always wanted to be the most beautiful girl, like Irina here.

The girls I envied in junior and senior high school were the prettiest girls in the school. The cheerleaders. The prom queens. The pretty dancers, etc. I did not want to be like an ordinary girl, I wanted to be like those prettiest, most popular girls.

In hindsight, that was pretty silly. I of course would have been happy being any type of girl because it is a feeling deep inside of us after all, isn't it? But we can dream, can't we! I wanted to be a girl like the Barbie and Tammy dolls I was playing with when I was an even younger sissy. I wanted to be like the girls on the Miss America show on TV. I wanted to be like this beauty Irina. I wanted to be like my sister, who just happened to be one of those prettiest and most popular girls in school. She is only a year older than me so I experienced her popularity (and this may be a subject of another post!)

Are you or were you like that? I know we have this deep down feeling of wanting to be a girl that we cannot shake. But did you also have that need to be a pretty and popular girl?

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Paying homage to Marilyn!

Marilyn Monroe in 1953!
Lani Todd in 2002!

I came across this photo at left of December 2002 Playmate Lani Todd doing her Marilyn Monroe pose. I love it!

She is almost right on! Her head tilt is not as much and Marilyn's left breast is seen more, but that is about it!

I believe I may have said before that after I first saw Marilyn's photo in Playboy -- and no, I did not see the original issue, it was many years later! -- I would try to pose like that. Well, I still do! Maybe if I had a blond wig I would try to take some photos of that attempt today! After all, with a digital camera you can kill off the poses that would not be right.

Ah Marilyn! I still enjoy watching her old movies on Turner Classic Movies. What I wouldn't have given to be like her! The Blond Bombshell! Very sad how she ended up.

But back to Lani Todd too! I love Playboy Playmates because they have been my idols since I was a young sissy who first discovered my dad's Playboy magazines. Thanks to the Internet I have been able to round up photos of Lani and all the other girls that I wished I could be over the years. I even love the older pics from the 50s and 60s that I had never even seen before.

But Lani sure does look like Marilyn Monroe, doesn't she! That is not a bad way to look. Look at that bummy on that girl! I sure wish I looked like that right at this moment!

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Are you sad or happy for this boy?

I just heard about a boy like these ones.
So, I heard from a relative that her relative's son, who is about 10 years old, is showing signs that he is effeminate, and his parents are somewhat concerned, don't know what to make of it and don't know what to do about it.

Apparently, not only is he showing that he is effeminate, he loves to play with his female cousins and not his male cousins so he can play with dolls with them and play dress-up and he even loves to have the girls put lipstick and makeup on him! Boy, that was deja-vu all over again for me!

I have seen this boy a few times here and there at various big family functions. I can't say that I am surprised by this revelation. He is small for his age and very shy and meek. I guess that fits the stereotype, although I was not especially any of those things.

So I'm thinking, am I sad for this boy or am I happy for this boy? What do you think?

I have to say that although it has been very difficult to grow up as a sissy and to be transgendered, it also has been very rewarding. I have been through confusing times, lonely times, depressing times and times when I was bullied. But because I am one of the lucky ones and I have been accepted by the people I care about the most, there have also been many happy times.

I have not been able to fulfill all my needs of being transgendered, but enough to at least be happy and not totally miserable. Sure, I wish that I were a real girl, with a pussy and breasts, and do all the the girl things. I think about that every day. But since that was not going to happen for me -- and probably you too -- then you make the most of what you can have.

If you are reading this, then you surely know that we had no choice in the matter, did we? I don't know what is going to happen to this boy, but that sure sounds like me when I was 10 years old. Was that you too? Are you sad for this boy or are you happy for him?

Monday, October 24, 2011

A real farmer's daughter!

I think I ran into this girl!
I went into a farm supply store the other day. Now, I don't know a thing about farms or equipment or anything where you have to mix the oil with the gas! What is up with that anyway?

I did work some on a farm in high school, pretty much doing menial work like cleaning up poopy straw and putting down clean straw and feeding the animals. A relative got me the job, but being a sissy from the city I had to put up with abuse from most of the farm boys who worked there. But that's a story for another day.

Anyway, I went into this farm supply store to buy some bird seed. Feeding my feathered friends and watching them is one of my favorite things. I was checking out and talking to the lady clerk about these candles they were selling, because I could smell them. You know, the kind you don't even have to light, but you just put in the window and the heat from the sun creates the great smell!

This is the type of farm girl I would be!
In walks this tall blond girl wearing a flannel shirt, tight jeans and work boots. She had long blonde hair and was simply gorgeous. I mean I looked over at her and just froze, she was so pretty! She resembled the girl pictured above. All the people working at the store seemed to know her, so I gathered she was a real farm girl or horse owner or something.

Then I noticed what a strapping young lady she was! She looked very fit and strong, like she definitely could kick my sissy butt if I did not give into her! I wanted to hang around the store for a little bit but you can't be a creeper! It would not have surprised me though if she came over and asked if I needed help carrying my bird seed out to the car!

I, of course, am more suited to be a farm girl like the one pictured at left. And I bet you are too if you have read this far! My job on the farm or ranch would to be the blond girl's girlfriend and to take care of HER needs! I would dress like the girl at left, in contrast to the blond girl's jeans and boots and flannel.

In between the blond girl's chores, she would take me into the hay loft for some fun between two farm girls! And again, I certainly would be the girl at left and not the one above. Which one would you be!

Friday, October 21, 2011

Don't you adore this short dress!

I just love this photo! It is actually the girl -- Cara, the Playmate -- from the undies photo again.

She is everything I wish I could be! I wish I could have gone to high school or college dressed like that! Wouldn't that have opened some eyes! But of course the high school would have sent you home in a second due to the dress length rule. You would have been way out of compliance! Well, and not to mention that you were not a real girl and not wearing your khakis and necktie!

This is a just a fantasy now, but if you were able to dress just like this in high school, do you think that at least some guys would have asked you out on a date even though you were not a complete girl? In a perfect world that would have been so nice, but this is not a perfect world, is it? Very far from it.

For sure, some guys would have you around to administer blow jobs even they would not be seen with you in public. I happen to know this from my own experience and that of my sissy friends going through junior and senior high school. Some boys were happy to get a blow job from you, then they treated you like crap or at the very least like they did not know you.

But it just really really sucks that we T-girls could not dress like that in school because, heck, girls wear slacks to school just like the boys. What's up with that!

I actually dressed up like Cara in my room at home and when I played house with my sissy friend
Timmy. My sister had short dresses like what Cara is wearing. Which, of course, I borrowed! I seem to recall that there was a time when girls in school got away with wearing very short dresses and skirts, then the school cracked down and came up with that darned dress code!

But I sure wish I could have gone to school like Cara here. Don't you?

Thursday, October 20, 2011

What do you want from this blog?

I posted a poll, as you can see, about where you would like this blog to be headed.

I have many memories and experiences and I have posted some of them. I have many thoughts and opinions about the way we are and I created this blog to relate them to you. I have many fantasies too, as I am sure you do too.

My favorite thing about the blog is getting responses from followers, because you cannot believe how great it is to know that there are T-girls out there going through this just like me.

As you know, it is not easy growing up different as we have and going through everyday life with that constant, nagging reminder that we wish we were girls. It has not been in my every thought since I was a young sissy, but it has been constant. The key thing is to not let it consume you and make you depressed. But it is always there: I have always wanted to be and still want to be a girl!

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

I love panties like this!

Don't you just love panties like Cara here is wearing! A little string bikini! I have several pairs of panties like these and a lacy bra to match.

I love the see-through lace so you can see your little patch of girlie pubic hair! But I constantly wish that instead of my little sissy clitty beneath my pubies, I have a beautiful cunny like Cara.

And oh yes, I would love to have the beautiful titties and legs and everything else that she has!

At left is Cara, a Playboy Playmate, without her panties and in all her glory! I so wish that I could have been a girl like that! And taken and held by a strong man or dominant sexy woman!

Sunday, October 16, 2011

It is hard wanting to be a girl

Here is a girl I definitely wish I could be! Could you imagine looking like that! A sissy or a T-girl can only dream! I would have so much fun if I were built like that!

If you are reading this blog, then you know as well as I do how much it hurts inside to always be yearning to be something we will never be. I hate to be so negative but I have to say that it has been just so tough to have always wanted to be a girl, even if one not as gorgeous as Kylie here. But what the heck, I have always wanted to be one of the prettiest and sexiest girls! Starting back in junior and senior high school.

I have always said that I have the utmost respect and admiration for the T-girls who undergo gender reassignment surgery. They are so brave and nothing was going to stop them from becoming the girls that they knew they were.

The rest of us, those who have been unable to fulfill our greatest dream for one reason or another, well, I guess we can do things to smooth things over somewhat. We can take our hormones and have at least small titties. We can shave our bodies to be smooth like girls. We can dress up like girls. And we can act as girlie as possible. I have really tried to stay positive by doing those things, but of course it is not the same as being a girl like Kylie in real life.

Can anyone empathize with me? How do you deal with always having these yearnings to be a girl?

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Amanda's pose and fond memories of Farrah

 A Faithful Follower of this blog made the keen observation that the photo of Amanda Paige at left was strikingly similar to the famous pose of Farrah Fawcett from back in the 70s on the right.

I remember that too -- and now I am dating myself here -- so I went looking for that photo and sure enough they were right! It was pretty close! The hair is really quite similar and the way the head is posed. I wonder if the photographer said, "Now, let's see that Farrah Fawcett pose."

Amanda was a Playmate in October of 2005. Farrah's pose was from the mid-70s, I believe. So it was something like 30 years later!

I had something with the Farrah pose on it. It was either a poster or a T-shirt. Maybe even one of each. Well, of course being a sissy and a girl-wanna-be, I was quite envious of her and also those other "Charlie's Angels": Kate Jackson and Jaclyn Smith.

Monday, October 10, 2011

A girl I wish I could be: Amanda Paige

This is Amanda Paige. She was a Playboy Playmate of the Month. She is another perfect girl that I wish I could be!

When I look at the picture on the right, I envision that she is greeting her man -- or her girlfriend! -- that way at the door! Which is exactly what I would do if I were her!

And don't you just love that short little dress that she is wearing in the left photo! Such gorgeous legs! I wish I could find another photo of her in that dress! I love to wear short dresses like that because I think I have the legs for it! Even if I do say so myself!

Thursday, October 6, 2011

I love this girl's undies!

I love this bra and panty set! I wish I had it and I also wish that I filled it out as nice as this girl does!

I love all types of bras and panties, I guess. But I especially like the underwire bras because they push up my growing titties. The cut of the panties pictured here is my favorite style.

And the most important thing is I always have to match! The only way I will wear bras and panties that are not a set is for them to be all white or all black. You can't go wrong there. But other colors and designs simply don't match. And a sissy T-girl has to match, don't you think!

Monday, October 3, 2011

I love simple pleasures!

This was me ... well I wish it was!

It doesn't take a lot to make me happy. I love the simple pleasures of life and I don't need to drive a fancy car and stuff like that.

For example, I spent the afternoon yesterday with my oldest sister. We talked and had dinner and I played with her dog. It was just great way to spend a very rainy day.

I made some purchases in the last couple of days that also made me happy. I bought some bikini panties and some stockings for use with a garter belt. Just some clothing, but it made me very happy!

Shaving can be such fun!
Now, here is the funniest thing: The other day I brought out a new razor to shave my legs -- and everything else of course -- and the feeling after using that new blade was just so delightful! I know that sounds pretty silly, but I just was so smooth and felt so girlie!

I sprayed on some body spray all over and put on some lip gloss. I put on a pink chemise and heels -- no undies -- and proceeded to do my housework and I had such a great time!

I thought about how some real women consider shaving their legs to be such a chore, while we T-girls consider it to be such a delight!

And how real women hate their monthly periods while we wish that we were fortunate enough to have a pussy so that we could have a period and have to go through what they do!

And how some women hate to do housework! Some of us T-girls love to do housework and we are very good at it. We would make excellent housewives and caregivers!

We all have our bad times and worries and hassles in life, don't we? But it is nice to a have some little things that make you happy along the way. What little things make you happy?

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Don't you wish you were even smaller!

Don't you just adore this girl! She is so pretty! She has nice boobies and sexy legs! And, oh yes, look at her cute little sissy clitty!

I bet her sissy clitty is about as long as my thumb -- to the first joint that is! And it looks as though there are a couple of peanuts underneath it! But you have to look very hard!

I wish I were that small! Now my sissy clitty is pretty small! But not even nearly as small as this gorgeous girl's!

She is so lucky! I envy her! Don't you?

And you know that the pretty little thing could not possibly work, which is even greater still! That leaves this girl with only one option as far as cocks since she does not really have one and that is to pleasure the huge ones of real men on a daily basis.

Of course I dream of being a real girl, but one of my fantasies is to be a girl like this one -- nearly a real girl except for that little nuisance down below! And I would be married to an extremely manly man and take care of his big gorgeous cock with a juicy head that I would suck twice a day and take his loads up my sissy behind! And I would carry on as his wife and no one would know are little secret!

Anybody else thing like me as far as actually wanting to be tiny? Or even tinier if you already are, like me?

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Mother had big impression on me

I saw this photo of Holly Gibbons, who is a Playboy cybergirl and her gorgeous breasts reminded me of my dear mother's.

When I was a young sissy and very impressionable, my mother did not cover up in the privacy of our upstairs where the bedrooms and bathroom were. She didn't hide when she was getting dressed and I was even allowed to come into the bathroom when she was in the tub.

So I saw her breasts quite frequently and they were ample, just like Holly's. Now, when was in grade school, my mother was in her 30s and quite pretty and I wanted to be like her and not my dad. And that included having breasts and not having a boy peetie and being able to dress up in things she wore like her slips and bras and panties and stockings. I love to wear sheer nighties and I got that from being envious of my mother too.

How much of an impression did your mother have on you as a young sissy?

Friday, September 16, 2011

Trying to remember my sissiness!

Many of us started young like this!
Do you remember any of the first signs that you were a sissy, or girlie, or different?

I know that by the age of 12 I was dressing up and playing house with a sissy friend but things actually started even before that as far as my yearnings and some of the things that I did.

For instance, my mother still brings up the fact that as a young kid I always wanted to take my clothes off! She tells people that in front of me! I do remember that I would do that and wrap myself in a blanket like it was a dress. I remember that I had a robe that I liked to wear with nothing underneath instead of pajamas.

I know that I stuck to my mother as well as my aunts and other neighbor ladies who lived nearby. I know that I played dolls and "house" with my sisters instead of the other little boys. I really remember that my father wanted nothing to do with me. And neither did my uncles who were nearby.

In the early grades of school, I remember that my best friends were the girls and not the boys. The boys didn't include me. I remember that I would be picked nearly last for teams during recess. There were a number of us sissy or girlie boys, so sometimes one would get picked ever after me!

I remember -- and my mother reminds me of this too! -- that I used to get upset and cry a lot. Boys would be mean to me and I would cry like a girl.

So it is really no wonder that I ended up the way I did -- wanting to have breasts and a pussy and a nice girlie body. And always feeling submissive and wanting to go girlie things.

I am a prime example that we are born the way we are. I know I never sat there and thought it over and decided one day:

"Gee, I want to be girlie for the rest of my life and put up with all of the hassles that go along with it. Instead of being a normal boy like the other normal boys, I want to act like a pussy because I wish I had a pussy!"

Who in their right mind would make a decision to do that! I did not make any decisions, I did what came naturally, even at such a young age.

Do you remember the earliest signs that you were different?

Throughout your life as a sissy T-girl, what derogatory name have you been called the most?

Why do your wear bras? Or not?

Ever pilfer panties from a girl's drawer, clothesline or laundry, etc?,

How do you wear your pantyhose?

As a young sissy, did you look at naked men in locker rooms?

Did you ever raid a clothesline for bras or panties?

Do you hate getting erections?

Do you want to have your penis removed?

Do you take female hormones to be more girlie?

What is your mental state as a T-girl who wishes they were a girl?

Do you tuck away your sissy clitty to pretend you are a girl?

Do you wear a bra on a daily basis?

As a t-girl, what do you shave? (Pick closest choice)

What is your favorite lingerie?

You have always wanted one, but what would you call it?

Did you have a crush on a boy when you were in high school?

When you see a gorgeous girl, do you want to:

At this exact second, what are you wearing?

Do you use feminine protection?

Who was the first female you envied and wanted to be like?

Growing up, did you place dress-up with a sissy friend?

Did you play with dolls like Barbie and Tammy as a young sissy?