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I was away last week of which more will be published elsewhere as it were but one thing any kind of a break is for is to relax and maybe take stock of where we are and where we are headed.
One of the reasons this blog came back from a hiatus was the reconciliation of the differing feminine forms of me that having a currently in the ascent little more child-like age regress sided didn't negate the 'Big' adult side both coming from a sissygurl direction admittedly different than what you see at some places.
Four years ago at the height of this blogs turbulence Mistress Olivia posted on her blog about "Sissy in a skirt" going on talk in a wider sense about what and how as a sissy you present-what you wear.
For me in the more adult headspace I do have a very definite form of submissiveness that I love to express through what I wear that takes a more kittenish form.

This for me is the starting point, a shortish skirt either pleated or just naturally gathering below the waist a top that is fairly plain with either short or full sleeves as I just don't feel comfortable with totally bared arms and worn with over the knee socks or patterned tights.It's a step away from more formal office type attire or it's age regressed uniform counterpart and moves that bit more toward early adult social or party wear.
I don't get on with yellow at all as a colour as it doesn't really suit me but I like polka dots and pussy bows and this skirts length is about as long as I'd normally go.This shows a bit more skin but still stays on the classy side of the fence with plenty of cute feminine touches with a much shorter skirt, something that having experimented with before I know taking the hem line up with me works not just aesthetically but also in expressing that inner sissy gurl side.
Wed, Aug 09, 2017
Source: Sissy candy panty

When the sun is coming out I just want to go out to catch its small amount of Vitamin D that we have here in the North. It is not so hot here in summers and I lack sunny days, though some people might start complaining that it is already hot when it is +28C outside. That's why most people have white skin here but I want a lot of sun and be chocolate We made this shot just after my trip with girls to Lithuania with girls. If you want to check more pictures from the trip check my instagram account. Very soon we are to our family summer vacation and I can't wait. Do you want to guess the place? Small hint: it is not in Europe.

Have a great summer<3<3<3

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BIKBOk dressSevilla by CdR
Mon, Aug 07, 2017
Source: My pantyhose girl

Hi Everyone Time for new art, but before I start i need to say, this will be the last piece for a few weeks as last night my paint 8 and files decided to go into meltdown. I know how to fix it but it will take a while to get it all back as i like it, so please bare with. Anyway, my latest piece finds Jane paying the price for selling her soul to the sisterhood. I am not sure what has happened to gain the ladies displeasure, perhaps a missed payment, or maybe a failed sissy audit, but either way we find Jane put to good use as a mere item of furnishing,leaving her poor nephew wandering about his future. Hope you like this and as I say, please stay tuned, more art will be coming as soon as I can.XXXAndy

Mon, Aug 07, 2017
Source: Smooth Slick n Shiny. The kinky dreams of Andy.latex.....
Hi Everyone Thank you for the wonderful comments on this little story. Here is the final part.XXXAndy

Part 3
Turning his head Andrew saw the coiled pink and blue vinyl tube in Ms Steels hands, about 4 feet long and an inch thick, it shone wetly in the sunlight of the room and at one end a wide black rubber bulb.

“Every Kitten needs a tail darling” I whispered, “especially the prettiest ones like you”

Struggling and rolling drowsily in my grip , Andrew looked about him with disbelieving eyes, hazily recognising my friends and colleagues about him., however that and a mumbled what is happening, was very much the extent of his rebellion.

With extreme care now, the ladies helped arrange Andrews sleepy vinyl smooth body, easing him up onto his knees, legs slightly parted, head still safely upon my leather clad lap and as the ladies prepared the finishing touch, I took time to gently stroke his golden hair and whisper how happy Ms Holden was going to be, with her retirement gift.

Momentarily Andrews voice returned, but is questions were swiftly lost in the deeply gasped breath that followed.

“It ok darling” I whispered, my fingers stroking his flushed cheek. “relax, relax. I won't be uncomfortable for long, just let it happen”, I looked back down Andrews smooth body to where Ms Steel was gently touching Andrews now raised bottom, her fingers seeking out the one small but vital opening in the vinyl suit. I knew her search was over when Andrew once more wriggled oh so sweetly in my hands. I calmed his head.

“ Should I switch it on”. Ms Steel asked, turning the glossy black bulb in her fingertips.

“But of cause”. I said “After all once it is in It is not coming out for a while”

There was an addible click as the small device was activated, for a moment we could hear it hum and then fall silent. We all looked at each other, our faces mirroring each others excitement.

I lowered my eyes to my trembling young man, my head dipping down to whisper my reassurances. “Relax now darling, this might feel a little strange”.

Andrew wriggled momentarily as he felt the black bulb, cool and slick with rich lubricant, press against his now exposed bottom hole. Gently I gripped his body to mine. “It's ok Andrew, nothing to be scared off, relax, relax, hush”

But I could tell my words had little effect on poor Andrews confusion and bewilderment, I could feel him tensing in my grip, his body wriggling against me, the vinyl of his my body smooth and erotically slick. I looked back down to my friends, my eyes seeking my own reassurance that our young man would not be in too much more distress. Again Andrew wriggled, this time he offered a faint gasp and a moaned “Please no?”, his breath was deepening, coming in pants and gasps.

“Nearly there”, Ms Jordan whispered, almost to herself.

“It's OK darling, be calm, almost there, can you feel it going in?,

He half nodded, a whispered “Yes” passing the gloss of his lips.

“oh I am sorry darling, It's big isn't it, I know, but it will be oh so nice once it is done. I promise , just relax and let it…..”.

A sudden gasped “Oh no it's inside!!” , then panted breaths and Andrew slumped into my lap, his breath quick and sharp as his bottom finally closed about the bulbs base and as his trembling slowly subsided I smiled, and once more breathed my reassurances.

“There we are darling, all done, no more. I know it feels a little odd, but that will pass”. I felt him wriggle slightly now as the ladies manipulated the tail so as to neatly close the join, between tail and suit, applying a bead of adhesive to both before smoothing them into one seamless finish. I shivered at the permanence of its fixing.

I don't think I have ever seen anything quite so erotic in my life as the young man who now lay before me. Any hint or sign of his true nature smooth away within a skin of flawlessly smooth, shiny and ultra tight vinyl and in that moment I realised we had not given one moments thought to where we had the right to do this to him.

But that moment passed as swiftly as it had dawned.

“Shall we test?”. Ms Steel held the small box In her hand.

We all nodded our silently excited approval.

I felt Andrew twitch in my lap, his beautifully painted face, pressing into my leather skirt. His breath a quizzically gasped “What?”

Then in an instant, taking us all buy surprise our kittens tail suddenly twitched and swished and poor Andrew arched his back way from me and let out such a startled gasp of expletive filled orgasmic pleasure that we felt sure our neighbours would be spilling their afternoon tea and calling the police, before, a second later, slumping panting back into my lap.

“Oh shit”, Ms Steel panicked, fumbling with the tiny box in her hand, “Sorry sorry, I did not know it was going to start there”.

A silence fell over our group, none of us could for a moment find the word to describe the last few minutes. Then like an uncontrollable twitch Ms Jordan smiled, “Well then…that certainly works”.

I smiled. I smiled, Ms Thorpe smiled, then Ms Steel began to laugh and we all joined in.

“I think we'll try it a little lighter please Ms Steel”. I jokingly instructed, stroking poor Andrew cheek. “I think we nearly blew a fuse that time”

The tail twitched and I felt Andrews body move. A softly spoken “Please no”, passing his lips.

Andrews movements were not as wild as before, but this time a slow sensual wriggle. The base of the tail, which could quite clearly be seen vibrating, dictating the speed of his movements. In a few moments I could hear Andrews breath, not sharp or gasping, but soft, almost as if he were sleeping, almost as if he was purring.

After a few minutes in which we all caught our breath at the sensual creature which now lay calm and relaxed upon my lap, I instructed Ms Jordan to increase the tails effects. Andrew responded almost immediately, stretching ever so slightly in my grip. His eyes fluttering open to look straight into mine. I smiled and whispered by adoration as his body rolled under the tails command, his eyes never leaving mine as if demanding explanation.

“It's ok darling. There is nothing…..Oh!”

Andrew suddenly gasped and to my shock breathed my name “Ms Kirkwood…?” as if pleading for my help, my mercy, my forgiveness. A moment later I felt his tensing, not as violently as before, but this time, his face inches from mine, I could see the ecstasy and confusion across his beautiful face, even the fear at these new and extreme emotions. His tear moistened eyes rolled, his lips wet and glistening parted and with a deep thankful sigh, he drifted back into my lap.

My own heart pounding Andrew once more lay silent before me, the sound of my name still in my ears. However he was not still for long and with a softly meowed “please no” and a deepening of the breath, I sensed another wave of pleasure was building inside. This time, my self and the ladies gently eased him onto the floor, bedding him softly on to the deep woollen rug.

We watched now almost hypnotised by Andrews slowly erotic movements, He stretched an coiled, arched his back and rolled his head, breath deepening, murmured pleas and whispered apologise on his lips. It was as if the tails vibrations were rippling through every pour of his body. At one point the dagger like heel of his permanent footwear touched Ms Jordans foot and Andrew, rolled and coiled his way over to her, caressing his face against he leg, raining delicate wet kisses on her toes, before gracefully moving back to the rug. I swallowed my breath, the vision of sensual beauty layed out almost too much to comprehend, as slowly he arched his back, rolled onto hands an knees, the sound of the smooth vinyl of the skin stretching with him. I saw his eyes roll, his lips gloss and wet part, to allow a long deep moan to pass and stretching his arms before him, we saw his head bow and back arch as another wave of pleasure swept though him.

We, as instructed by the tails brochure created a fourth and fifth peak, each one resulting in a less and less extreme reaction for our sweet Kitten, until is seamed, as promised by the book, Andrew began to plateau, seaming to ride a wave of near ecstasy without breaking. Indeed breaking is what we had done to poor Andrew, I say poor, because for a few moments I did feel guilt at our toying with him, but that passed in each vision of pleasure which he dance for us and now, he was the boy from stationary no more, but the sleek and sensual creature who lay before as.

One more thing remained and it was almost a ceremonial act and as before I took Andrews head, drowsy now from the warm glow of his intimate lover, into my lap. I looked down at his beautiful face, a vision of sweet sensuality and for no reason other than pleasure kissed him on the lips, I knew it would not be the last kiss they would receive, but the thought of being the first to taste them was too much to deny and they tasted as good as any dream, moist wet and creamy.

I looked away as Ms Jordan held out the Zoro like mask, Made of simple, pink vinyl,with cute Kitten ears, it was the final piece of Andrews transformation. A bead of skin safe adhesive glistening on its inside.

I stroked his cheek, turning his face up to my friend and colleague, Oh the look on the pretty wide femininely feline eyes was a dream, confusion, mixed with a strange acceptance. They closed as Ms Jordan pressed the mask into place, encircling his eyes in the same pink as glossed his lips, highlighting the long fluttering lashes of his ornately made up ayes. I stroked his cheek, his breath coming in a sigh.

“There we are darling” I whispered, smiling warmly my eyes drifting over his beautiful face “all done, all done. Rest a while”

I must say I could not help but feel sympathy for him, after all, we had, without his permission, transformed him from a sweet young man into a sleek and femimised facsimile of a sensual kitten, encasing his body in seamless vinyl. However my sympathies were very much second to the thrill I felt at having such a sensual creature at my knee, so smooth, so sleek and sexy. I smiled, a feeling of delightful naughtiness filling my body and at that moment made one final decision.


My heart pounded, my eyes moved from one face to the next, each of my friends and colleagues had the same look of nervous doubt and excitement.

Tentatively I reached out and stroked Andrews cheek. My heart skipped. It was slick and smooth, warm to the touch and unmistakably plastic. I swallowed my shock, it was done. The sealant was dry, there was no time for second thoughts now and in a way it removed our last doubts, for now, with the top coat of clear vinyl sealant dried, there was no changing of minds to be debated.

Oh we had doubted our right to mist his new vinyl skin in the transparent liquid plastic sealant, to permanently seal his heels, tail and mask into place. We had even thought of leaving his pretty face bare, just in case our uncertainty had changed our minds, but the sight of the deep liquid gloss forming over his perfect body over-came that option and so, in two passes of the tiny air brush, we had sealed his immaculately feminine and impossibly sexy features beneath the same ultra smooth coating.

There had even been a moment as it cured that Ms Jordan expressed uncertainty at our actions. For as it dried, Andrew, realising both his nose and lips had been sealed shut, began to wriggle in my arms and struggle for breath. Awakening, his eyes wide looking into mine, he moaned for help, the plastic stretching smoothly between his parted lips.

For a briefly I had wanted to change my mind, wipe the plastic away, but I waited, whispering to him how beautiful and lucky he was. I waited for some long minutes, holding him close, until the sealant had become smooth and clear, before, with a gentle touch, parting the vinyl at his lips and nose.

As Andrew regained his breath, transforming from needy pants into soft sighs, I tenderly stroked his hair, long, full and perfumed, allowing my fingers to continue down onto the smooth plastic skin of his face, my fingers tracing over the outline of his mask, sealed now beneath smooth clear vinyl .

I imagined being Andy, inside his new skin, so smooth and so hot, sleek and inescapable. His every movement punctuated and accentuated by the sensual sounds of ultra-tight vinyl stretching across his sweat slicked skin.

I imagined his confused, uncertain and bewildered mind, struggling to comprehend what had happened to him, how and why he had been transformed into this sensual new creature, riding on un-breaking waves of tingling arousal .

However I could not for one second begin to place myself in his new and sensual world, for in our hands he gone from an innocent young man, starting out on a new career, to an ultra feminine and sensually erotic plaything. A pet, a kitten, a companion. Our gift to our beloved Ms Holden and as Ms Steel slipped the golden, collar about his slim throat, closing the one way clasp with a jingle of the tiny bell. I smiled at the inscription on the little disk.

With love on your retirement. XXX






Thu, Aug 03, 2017
Source: Smooth Slick n Shiny. The kinky dreams of Andy.latex.....


The question of what constitutes a sissy spanking depends very much on where you are coming from in being a sissy.
Because I do have a Age Regressed side as a sissy gurl, spanking in that context is usually punishment based around areas in my regressed life such as back talk, cheekiness, not tidying away play things or doing set chores being entirely non-sexual in mature delivered over knickers or taken down by hand, hairbrush, paddle, strap or in extreme cases, the cane much as it was when I was young.
For some people as non regressed spanking can be very similar especially if it is more role play/age play or in DD/lg (Caregiver/little) relationships although such settings usually have a sexual/kink connection and are not purely platonic in nature although clearly they do love each other.
Within adult sissies or when I'm in Adult Headspace spanking can tie into such areas as Forced Feminization (more coerced really) where the person is put in to ultra feminine attire, Petticoat Punishment where this is done as a punishment for a unruly male and also leads into Sissy Humiliation.
To me what is a Sissy Spanking is one that allows for any of those three areas to run in a spanking setting by consent so you may be put into frilly attire and silky panties, they maybe some restraint involved and a definite undertone of Sissy Humiliation starting with how you are spoken to.
You would expect your dolly lolly (sissy clit) and marbles in a very exposed state to be used and played with to add humiliation to your spanking and to have your Sissy Pussy either plugged, fingered or dildoed by your Mistress's Strap On at suitable intervals during the whole spanking.
That entire spanking would be an adult scene designed to deliver Sissy Humiliation to Adult sissy you which is why it's spoke of here.
Wed, Aug 02, 2017
Source: Sissy candy panty
Ooo er, for the first time in a good while I see I have a new follower here on this reactivated blog so I'll be be all polite and say thank you for following and do put the word around cos for a period I was as the expression puts it "off scene" with a lot of identity issues I was working through and I am working through here and at certain sites that have dogged for ages and it is about time I really processed them.
As you will have noticed this sissy blog has a couple of differences of which a big one is I'm a little mainly with many child-like qualities and as these stem from actual real life developmental disabilities, certain issues and vulnerabilities although I do have adult sexual needs which have their own separate space in my life.
The other is this blog is less about being a "humiliated sissy gurl" so much as the celebration of life as a little sissy gurl as my personal identity including gender role and identity within the Transgender umbrella.
That sense of sissy identity far from being associated with sense of shame and deep humiliation instead is embraced with love for who I am and for those of us who share it.
The other thing is and why it is this has been prepared a few day in advance that in connection with my little sissy girl side, I'm having a vacation of sorts where I get free expression short of the odd spanking if I'm naughty for six whole days of this whole side of me with friends playing games and just having child-like fun.
Wed, Jul 26, 2017
Source: Sissy candy panty

So excited to review three different maternity tights from UK tights!

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AMBRA Baby bumpOROBLU pregnancy tights 40

KUNERT Mommy 20
Sun, Jul 23, 2017
Source: My pantyhose girl

Hello guys! Here are some pictures when we reached milestone – 20 weeks! In this loose sweater from BikBok you can hardly say I am pregnant but this how it is. Two of my good friends were pregnant at the same time and one's belly was really tiny till 8th month and another girl had a pretty big belly at her 5th month. We are all so different and have our own genetics and physical pecularities. Anyway, now boy inside there is growing really fast and reminds me with his kicking that I absolutely love<3 I feel so many changes with my body and for sure try to keep fit now as much as I can. In the evenings we go outside for a walk. Evening walks are so nice especially with the sun and these sunny days are happen so rarely here in Finland, even in summer. One of this evenings I has sporty funny look with my old Adidas sneakers and Calzedonia tights, which Mikko got for me in Spain on our honeymoon trip 5 years ago! These tights are not for sale anymore in Calzedonia but I can recommend similar Uppsala by Cecilia de Rafael. The difference is that Upssala are much tighter and thicker and really good for cooler days. Both have great look and look like leggings, though they are tights! These tights are super comfortable that can replace normal sporty tights/leggings.

Enjoy this weekend <3

xo Maria

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Bik Bok sweaterUppsala by Cecilia de Rafael

Fri, Jul 21, 2017
Source: My pantyhose girl
It's not that uncommon for me to miss Finland, especially as I've lived in Malta for almost a year now. There are some things that I don't miss at all – such as all the grey slush that used to be snow – but then there are quite a few things that I do miss […]
Wed, Jul 19, 2017
Source: Project L
After a series of posts connected more with my intermediate and bigger adult sides I was away for a period at the weekend in exclusively age regressed mode so all the 'adult' stuff was off limits.
When this happens it involves me being dressed in accordance with their wishes for me which on this occasion came down to a wine coloured sweatshirt and skirt and black gym knickers and white socks as part of this is they pick everything including them for me to divest me of any sense of adult authority
It also happens I am subject to very much child-like rules and expectations that are part pure regressive and part based on training me to use my limited abilities more rather expected everyone to do things for me that with help I can do but have in past deked out of.
I actually did pretty well this time, I even feel proud of myself for doing things like help out as a matter of course after a period I had to disciplined for.
I did make a definite blunder when trying to top and tail the home made rhubarb, when I did this direct on the metal sink where I could of marked it and it was likely to bounce not being an entirely flat surface even though the chopping board was out next to me.
I had been warned about this before so I was bent over, skirt pulled up and given ten hard spanks on the spot by hand over my knickers which I suppose was a relief although naturally my reddened bottom was stinging before being ordered back to continue but using the chopping board.
I do intend to learn from this as I have moved on so much since they started being really firm with me.
This age regressed side of my life which isn't connected to 'sissy humiliation' so much as operating more around my actual developmental age really does seem to work that much better for me.
Wed, Jul 19, 2017
Source: Sissy candy panty
For many of us sissydemi's depiction of how Chris feels as they see themselves in the mirror rings true whither or not that's an adult presentation or as for me ordinarily, an age regressed on being in that uniform.
Ultimately of course it is the inner you coming out in a setting you are familiar with.
Wed, Jul 12, 2017
Source: Sissy candy panty

Hello! Thank you all for all your warmest wishes in my instagram account<3<3<3 All your kind words touched my heart<3 We were even offered a baby-bride already for our future baby-boy
Frankly speaking, from my experience there is no any kind of gender reveal tradition or gender reveal party in Europe. All this fun staff has come from Northern America and I think it is kind of fun – you can create absolutely unforgettable memories and have some fun! I think 10 years ago bride's and groom's parties have just come to Europe and recently baby showers. In my parents youth there was no such kind of parties. Anyway, there were some other family and friends traditions. I think you can create whatever you want and make your own tradition as it is great to emphasize especially when such important events happen in your life.
In Finland and Russia people usually just announce the baby's gender to parents and family by telling them. When I moved to Finland I was surprised that some parents don't want to know gender showing that it doesn't matter who will come to their life, the most important – baby itself. I could not resist and I could not even imagine doing that for myself, though I respect everyone's opinion of making his own decision.

So, I decided to search in Google for gender reveal ideas. I really liked the idea of opening the box full of balloons of pink or blue color, it goes great when you throw a party. Then I really liked some special idea when dad-to-be is drifting the car in front of the guests with blue or pink fume. Another great idea is to make photo set of parents-to-be with different attributes for the baby's gender, if girl – pink balloons, ribbons, dresses, if boy – blue balloons, play balls, toy-cars etc. I found really cute and fun idea of revealing the gender when father-to-be reveals what color of prints he leaves on mom-to-be's stomach. It also seemed pretty easy for us to make at home. We bought simple paint that kids use for painting and covered Mikko's palms with it. All photo set was made by Mikko with his camera and tripod. The whole process of making this photo set was super fun and I enjoyed every second. I am really happy with the result as these pictures reflect our emotions so well.

I would really like to know whether you have gender reveal traditions in your country or in your circle. Would be great to know some other gender reveal ideas. Thank you<3<3<3

xoxo Maria

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Maternity jewelry Candy By PinjaCecilia de Rafael bodysuitEterno 20 by Cecilia de RafaelSkirt Topolino by Cecilia de Rafael
Mon, Jul 10, 2017
Source: My pantyhose girl