New Blog: My Life as a Sissy Wife

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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?


3 comments:

jellybean said...

Stevie
Was you ever beat up for bring sissie??
I was, they tried because I could ususally get a punch in now and again. Here I was, a boy who could care less about sports and enjoyed being around the girls and for this reason people felt that they needed to beat up on me????

I'm ALOT older and I am still a sissy and a submissive to women and I love it.

Stevie Stevens said...

"Beat up"? No. Pushed and shoved? Held down. Verbally abused. Yes.

Belinda Reed said...

I've quite a number of pictures from my mid teens looking almost female. love the illustration for the poem-soo cute!

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?