Mom, You can pout all you want!

Mom, You can pout all you want! if Mary can dress in a sexy costume for Halloween, why me not? I’m not going to accept the fact that I’m a boy as excuse. And I remember you that I’m barely legal since May

Summer with auntie

When I first came to live with Auntie Dominique, she forced me to wear girl clothes but here I am two years later: caged plugged and as happy as any sissy could be!

Lingerie Wearing Couple

I am a dominant woman who loves to dress my submissive crossdressing husband in sexy lingerie. We enjoy going shopping for new lingerie and its such a turn on knowing what lingerie he is wearing under his man clothes. As soon as we get home we always have a hot lingerie sex session together, trying on all the new lingerie we bought, the sales clerk always wonder why two different sizes, some of them know and some do not understand. We just enjoy wearing lingerie together and yes I also enjoy using a strapon on my husband when he is dressed in lingerie.

My husband has been wearing female underwear

My husband has been wearing female underwear. At first it was funny but then he wanted to buy some of his own instead of trying on mine. Now he has been wearing them out in public. He wears a thick sweatshirt so people can't see his bra but I am terrified that someone will notice and I will be so embarrassed. He says lots of men do this. Do a lot of men around here do this? Am I just being a prude? I feel very uneasy about it and don't even want to touch him. What do you think about this?

Forced to crossdress on Halloween

“Alright, it’s already 2pm. It’s time to get you ready for tonight.” I said to my partner, Mark, who was lounging on the couch.

“Tonight? Are we still going… I thought you changed your mind.” He replied without much interest.

Typical Mark. He can be quite the handful when he is not properly motivated. I would make him pay for this. I had not told him about the fact that we would actually be hosting this year’s Halloween party, which was probably for the better as I did not want to scare him so early on.

“From now on you will address me as Mistress and I won’t tolerate any more back talking. Get in the shower and make sure to be hairless from the neck down.” I said in my stern voice, a tone very familiar to him since this is the way I talk to him whenever I’m wearing the pants and he is wearing the panties.

“Of course, I’m sorry mistress.” My now more timid partner replied as he turned the TV off and hurried towards the bathroom.

“Just report back to me whenever you are ready.” I added.

With my ‘soon-to-be-maid’ in the shower, I had time to pour myself a glass of wine and get some things ready in the bedroom.

I spent quite some time shopping for a new outfit for him this year. It wasn’t cheap, but at least it would come in handy even after Halloween was over. The whole charade about him picking his own outfit was just a trick. Only if he would have said “I want to be a French maid for Halloween” would I have agreed, since that’s exactly what I wanted him to be this year.