Regular readers of this blog will know that I am finally growing up and growing a set of balls - giggle I find that statement sooo funny.
I was on the phone to my sister and we chatted about my new found confidence, my new well lets just label it inner strength for the moment as I am not sure if it is real or the hormones I am taking.
My sister blurted out and I quote verbatim
'oh for fucks sake. I am glad you are growing a set of balls'
We both sat in our respective homes phone in one hand wine glass in the other and paused.... The clock ticked and then we both exploded with laughter...
Finally my sister calmed enough to say sorry oh hun sorry you know what I mean ohh sorry Tabby hun ohh sorry or words to that effect.
I thought long and hard about my new set of balls and decided to put them to use. So my dear readers, lovers. faggots, sissy's and those of you who hate and loathe girls like me I have put together a comprehensive set of images some I have been sent some I have found but mostly images I did not use in the past because they did not fit with where my balls were at!
I also found out that a friend who has been seeing another friend for the last few years have split up he is very upset as she has finally found the strength to tell him she is gay.
I will not mention their names but I wish them both well and happiness - They both read my blog and I hope this post helps
Ever so sexy, such a little cute thing I would adore this creature to be my maid.
I love this image she looks so strong and confident almost like she is not interested and he is so femm so used and desperate amazingly strong image
Such an amazing body and sooo strong I love her pose and the fact she is topless and does not care. And I wish I had skinny legs like hers.
Another image with a powerful women and a reversal of positions so sexy. I think I might just for the first time want to fuck a guy! Now there is a change!
What a cow - perfect in every way
The perfect PA girls if this is you I have a job for you!
The domination is so exciting and for a change I want to do the dominating!
I know these are fakes and set up to continue and support this urban myth. But I adore her in this image she is saying to her ex look you do not have enough to please me sorry but I need more and do you know what it is ok to ask, admit to needing more as a women it is ok to search out for your needs and happiness.
Another perfect cow!
Such a darling strap on it would be almost art to be used by that I would adore that beautiful thing strap to me.
I love this shot the wallpaper, the clothing their faces express the story so well
I love this shot it expresses to me the main difference between men and women. The girl is getting ready to go out, she is putting on makeup, drinking wine, listening to a CD and styling her hair.
Her boyfriend decides that he needs a quick sucking off and the poor girl attends to his needs.
Who would you like to be
Again I adore this images her face tells you everything you need to know. She is finally tired of being short changed and has demand a fatter, longer more active cock. Her old boyfriend helps her get a better cock inside her.
her face says everything you need to know!
Such a strong image I want to be this sexy traveller
Every tgirls desire at one stage admit it you all wanted to be her at some stage of dressing.
Strong and long what a girl
Love the pose
So hard to find a normal girl to admire
Love the collar
Beauties sluts for fame
Love the cum on her lips - is it hers or her friends?
Love the look on her face.
What a perfect ride
Such a sexy ride
Amazing I would love to strap on that device and fuck a room full of party goers
Be honest ladies have you ever sat at work in your drab male clothes and wondered what it would be like to be a cute bubbly PA or a stunning Air Hostess, I am told some of you sluttier girls imaging your selfs as whores. Can you imaging that - giggle
Now who is blushing out there in the digital world?
Having found the courage recently to admit who and what I am I have stared to discover sweet little ideas about myself. I was drinking coffee and watching the world go by when two girls passed by they were very american very preppy and very proper. I was after all in Marylebone Lane just by the village and very posh part of London and as I later found out home to a very large American Student population.
As I sat in the coffee shop drinking my coffee and admiring the guys and girls I listened intently to their conversation. I watched as they moved and picked up each little gesture. I studied their clothing and then while sipping my coffee began to construct an imaginary friend of theirs.
From old money, can date the family back. Summer in Martha's Vineyard and a penthouse home in New York and LA. A socialite
what to call her what would she look like...
She should be slightly rounder than a European girl more innocent heavy up top as mothers would say. She would be tanned, brunette slightly chubby in the face but not fat.
She would be called Tiffany. She would wear a hair band, daddy would be big in property and mother would have her causes. Tiffany would only wear Ralph Lauren. Secretly she wants to be like the Parisian girls of her standing and wear Prada but she is just a little too big for that silhouette, She tried the country and landed gentry look of her English friends but she ended up looking frumpy and she just could not get used to tweed and flat caps even if her boyfriend felt she looked cute in his cap.
So she sticks to what she knows Ralph for best and Polo Sport for every day.
I got home late that evening and poured myself a glass of wine and spent several hours looking for the perfect Tiffany.
Finally I think I fond her.
This is her story.
Tiffany knew her parents were away until the weekend. She had flown back to New York for Thanks Giving Weekend. Spencer her boyfriend was going to come round tonight was the night a cold and rainy Thursday evening. The staff had prepared an amazing dinner for two and Tiffany had purchased the most stunning french and ever so grown up underwear from a recent day trip to Paris. Well Paris is so closed to London these days. A little champagne on the Euro star and then shopping with daddy's credit card.
She had chosen the lacy yellow thong and matching Choo heels to go with her yummy Ralph Cashmere cardy and matching knee high socks. Spencer always loved her in that cardigan and socks. She had taken out her hair band and used a hair clip to look a little more grown up.
The servants had put the meal out in her fathers study she had the fire lit and had told Spencer she would let him in via the remote from the study and too met her in her fathers room.
She had always dreamed of losing her virginity in this room. The old oak panelling and worn well oiled leather gave the room a certain smell and she felt strong in this room. She loved the lingering smell of cigars and whiskey from many nights entertaining while she slept in her bed she would wonder what was going on downstairs.
One night she crept down stairs and spied on her mother and father making love and she felt empowered and right that she should do the same in this room.
The buzzer broke her trance and she picked up the phone and answered. Spencer's well spoken voice filled the room. Tiffany pressed the buzzer and waited.
She held her cardigan shut the room was warm but she felt a sudden chill she shivered and then sat on the large leather desk chair he breasts spilling out of their woollen enclosure her perfect french tips shining in the dimly but provocatively lit room.
The door opened and spencer stood still framed in the doorways light - she smiled and he walked in and closed the door behind him.
He stood and watched her as she leaned back in her fathers chair her flesh touching the smooth well oiled leather it cooled her skin and she closed her eyes for a moment to enjoy the sensation. she slipped the cardigan off her shoulders and presented her large fat breasts to him Spencer remained still just a slight twitch in his trouser gave away his excitement.
Tiffany almost purred the words... oh my my nipples are soooo hard oohh
She then extended one leg and gave him a perfect view of her french underwear. The poor boy she thought all he has ever seen is white cotton thigh highs
She moved with cat like grace and stretched out a little, youth and a healthy diet kept her large breasts impossibly firm.
She turned around on the chair almost displaying herself totally to him she looked over her shoulder as the chair slowly and silently rotated - She giggle to herself - daddy would never have a squeaky chair.
She leaned forward now her breasts totally free and they pulled down on her she leaned back a little and raised them up she was proud of her breasts and wanted to make sure Spencer got an eyeful.
Spencer edges forward but she shock her head her little dance was not finished and she knew being a boy he would rush into things and she wanted so much to be a women.
She stood up and slowly lowered the pretty yellow thong and leaned back on her fathers desk to support herself and make the action as smooth and as elegant as possible.
She then stood up and half sitting half standing raised her leg and placed her elegantly heeled foot on her fathers chair.
She sat further back on the desk and smiled she had exposed to Spencer for the frst time her most intimate part and she glowed in youthful vigor she knew he would be amazed as she had gotten a total wax in London.
She leaned further back on the desk and her body stretching and in the process she elongated her self this gave the illusion of a much more slender and athletic body she knew this she had practised it time and time again in the mirror. She wanted tonight to be perfect.
She stood and her cardigan fell to the ground and she turned around and bent at the waist totally naked apart from her cashmere socks and jimmy choo shoes.
She shifted her position until she was in the exact same position her mother had been that night she had seen them make love.
She turned to her man and whispered take me darling but do be gentle.
Spencer did not need a second invitation he stepped forward and......
I spent weeks hassling my girlfriend. I kept telling her to tell me all about her time at university and her short but very active relationship with the an All American Quarter Back that was spending a year at her UK uni.
Let me explain.
My girlfriend does not know, in fact no one knows about my alter ego. She yes thats right she is a stunning college girl called Morgan. I have been secretly cross dressing for years. I am not gay well I like to tell myself that. But for some reason I just adore dressing the the silky, lacey femm fabrics of women hood.
Well back to today. Its the weekend and as per usual my girlfriend and I start off our weekend at the gym 8.30am on Saturday and we both work out. My girlfriend is slim, tall and very attractive. I am pretty much the same height and shape. I try to keep trim as lumps and bumps look horrid in a pretty little babydoll giggle.
Our gym has a small group of black guys, they are all huge and I find it hard not to stare in the changing room.
I met my girlfriend Zoe in the gym reception and we both left hand in hand and headed towards the coffee shop. We chatted some more and I hassled her to tell me all about her black quarter back boyfriend. The more we chatted the more I could see a certain glint in her eye. Why it turned me on I am not sure but I continued to push almost demanding her to tell me what sex was like with him....
Finally she told me to shut up and stormed out of the coffee shop.
I watch her storm out her tiny mini skirt barely covering her amazing pert ass. I blushed as the other coffee shop customers whispered about my girlfriends rather angry exit.
I leaned over to pick up my gym back and notice that the wooden chair she was sitting on was wet. I put my fingers in the liquid I had to know was it from her was she excited about her past...
I calmly lifted my fingers to my nose as I left the coffee shop as if to scratch my nose. Yes definitely my girlfriend's musty pussy juice she was getting turned on. I almost giggled and my little sissy clit twitched.
That night while we were happily emptying out our first bottle of wine I made sure she had taken the lion share of wine I started to probe her again.
This time her defensives were down and the answers, stories and memories spilled out. Days of being sore from the pounding, fat, long angry cocks, parties were her boy friend would lend her out to other guys he knew.
I sat there listening to my Zoe's stories and my sissy clit stood erect she noticed this and said to me...
Darling are you a fag in need of black cock
I blushed and she laughed
The wine now working its magic on both of us.
without realising it I tell her my secret the secret I have hidden for years I tell her about Morgan I tell her how mush Morgan longs to be a girl and to tease guys.
I tell her about my secret stash of clothing and my need to live through her as a women which is why I buy her sexy undies and yummy gorgeous clothes and why I revel in her stories about ex boyfriends.
A smile spreads across Zoe's face my girlfriend is almost beeming She tells me to get in the shower she steps in with me and carefully shaves what little hair I have she then pulls me from the cubicle with my erect cock and spreads body lotion all over my totally hairless body she dries my long brunette hair and ties it into two school girl like pony tails. She then pulls me into the spare room and demands I show her my little stash of babydolls I open the hidden box and pull out the 4 babydolls Morgan has.
She demands I tell her which is my most precious one.
I tell her its this one and pull out the accessories the long black silky gloves, the over the top bling bracelet and the skimpy thong
Zoe watched as I transformed myself into Morgan. I turned to Zoe and said I even have breast forms I started to cry and Zoe asked me what is wrong.
I started to blubber and in between tears and blushing red with humiliation I told her that I had used my bonus last year to buy them and had hidden the fact from her even though we needed a new car.
Zoe looked crossed and said sternly well Miss Morgan they had better be amazing and pert then. My little sissy clit twitched and I blushed and Zoe smiled a devious grin.
I pulled the forms from their box and attached each clamp to each real nipple and then applied the adhesive I held them in place and the glue slightly melted the edge of the forms creating a translucent edge which dried to become invisible. The forms cost thousands and were hyper realistic. They even transferred sensations to my skin and nipples.
Zoe looked stunned she said your amazing.
Come with me she half dragged half led me to our room and sat me down and took out her hairdressing kit she deftly styled my long un kept hair into a girly bob. Applied make up and stood me in front of the mirror I looked amazing.
She sent me to the spare room and told me that I needed to pass a test before she would let Morgan enter her bed.
I begged her to tell me anything I whispered horsily - the need in me was so great...
Zoe smiled and sent me on my way.
I lay in bed revelling in my new found freedom caught between excitement and needing to milk myself and promising my mistress my Zoe that I would not.
I was woken early about 6.30am Zoe told me to shower she joined me and teased me endlessly she played with my clit and then stopped she continued this cycle but never let me cum I wad driven mad with the need.
We dried off and then I asked her what was going to happen she smiled and handed me a pair of white cotton thong, I slipped it on my clit started to get haed and without warning she flicked my balls and I let out a girly yelp...
There she said now tuck it away I did so.
Next she handed me a black top with cut of sleeves and white trim it was very low cut I said what about a bra she smiled and said get dressed. Next she handed me one of her denim mini skirts and a pair of black heels I looked like a girl ready for a causal coffee morning with friends.
She applied a little bit of make up and pinched my cheeks then added a deep red lipstick tussled my bob to spruce it a little and then handed me her purse.
Ok lets go
Where I replied
Zoe turned to me wild eyed and spoke harshly and quietly
Look Bitch if you want to have your cake and eat it shut up and do as I say.
Shocked and a little afraid I nodded and followed.
We arrived at our Gym a little after 10:30am the regulars were leaving. Zoe pulled up next to the two guys Carl and Boyd and beeped the car horn.
I blushed and said in the meekest voice possible
hun..hunn .... no...no...pls noooo hun
Zoe turned and said you wanna know what it is like to go black well Morgan your going to find out.
She pushed me out of the car and as I tried to climb back in she said.
Look you fucking fag do this or don't come back. I want to teach you a fucking lesson and you better be nice as I called the guys last night and told them about you.
Howw did.. why... do you have their numberss...
She smiled back at me and said ohh boo hoo ohh my maybe we all have little secrets now fuck of Morgan or else.
Tears started to well up Zoe smiled and said listen girl be good and smile or they will hurt you...
Zoe closed the door and drove off.
I stood there and the guys stood about 10 meters away and slowly I realised I had no choice tears started to well up again and I started to walk towards them the shame made my face burn and my heels clicked on the paving as if to mock each step.
Zoe's purse began to vibrate and beep I recognised the phone as mine and pulled it out quickly. Hi Zoe I quickly answered.
Shut up bitch and smile do as they say and I will pick you up later now remember you wanted to know what black cock was like well you ungrateful bitch thank me.
I arrived at the two guys and they stared at me sternly and I found myself saying to Zoe
Thank you Miss Zoe for arranging it for me to experience black cock. You are truly a wonderful friend.
Now there that was not too hard was it Morgan
I replied no Zoe and thank you.
The two guys smiled and I did my best to smile back we chatted for a while and then they directed me to their car I sat in the back...
We arrived at their house and we chatted I crossed my legs tightly I did not want them to realise that my sissy clit was erect and in need of attention.
I joked with them and smiled
Carl said look bitch I am board with your small talk now
Now take a hold of our cocks and tell me what you think
I place my tiny hands on each of their thighs and without meaning too without knowing why I stroked their rods I could feel the power in their thighs in their cocks these were real men.
My legs were still crossed tightly but my head was lost and my needs and desperation for release and my wanton desire to explore Morgan's limits began to take over.
Without warning they stood up and pulled down their jeans I was still sat on the couch my legs no longer crossed but still tightly pressed together like any good virgin girl.
They pushed their cocks at me their fat rods with angry looking veins bounced at me I smiled and stared at them hypnotically and without feeling without knowing why my hands slowly raised up and my tiny hands with painted fingernails slowly closed around their thick cocks.
The warmth and softness caught me by surprised and I gasped I held onto their cocks tightly and without any conscious thought started to wank them
they moaned and strong hands held my head and without warning they pulled me to my feet
they stripped me naked and Boyd snarled at me and said
so bitch you wanna be some white hoe for me
I stood naked with my realistic fake breasts bouncing and my tiny femm frame looking so out of place next to the giant guy stood next to me
well bitch what is it to be
I whispered in total shame make me your hoe
He laughed and spat on his hand and rubbed the saliva on his cock and sank back onto the sofa. He reached up and for a moment sitting there with his arms outstretched look sweet I stepped forward and without warning he pulled me onto his cock
I shrieked in pain I tried to stand but his hands almost circled my tiny waist and he kept me in place impaled on his cock the pressure started to ease and at that point as if he knew he started to pump into me while pushing me down with his huge hands.
I looked down in pain and horror as I bounced on his lap and as each inch slid deeper into me he laughed I knew that even thought the pain was intense and that my shame was complete he would not stop till he had filled me with his seed.
I looked down and I could have sworn my tummy expanded on each down stroke. Oh My I said out loud. He snarled and continued to speed up. The pain changed and then the most unexpected thing started to happen I found my self beginning to gasp then without noticing it I found myself pushing back to meet his thrusts then I found myself hyper ventilating and the gasps became more erratic and more intense. I felt his hands leave my waist and start to pull at my nipples and fondle my breasts.
I opened my mouth as if too shout but nothing came out. My clit started to spurt even thought it was flaccid. I wanted to clamp my legs together, I bit my lower lip and then a moan deep inside started to spread first from deep inside then slowly it spread across me groin and then to my asspussy and finally to my nipples which stood out like little pebbles. I let out a moan of pure animal lust and screamed my eyes rolled back as his huge cock pressed deeper into me and hit my most secret of spots I flopped around like a rage doll and then he lifted me from his cock and dropped me on the sofa.
Clean it bitch I eagerly licked his cock clean as the last few spurts of cum splashed onto my lips I greedily licked it all up.
Without a pause Carl pulled me onto his cock and began the process anew. Stiffed legged sore and totally used I sank onto his mammoth cock and let him take me. Boyd was erect again and wanted his cock rubbed while he watch Carl fuck me into next week.
Finally they were ready to cum in my face Zoe had told me that night we had got drunk this was a black guys way of telling a white girl that she was his. My asspussy was sore and totally raped raw and I did not care, my sissy clit had cum several times harder and longer than I had ever before my balls were sore my clit also and yet I did not care.
I sucked at their cocks and tried to please them...