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bliss lane
Misplaced Lens Cap
The Stonewall Inn
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Cosimo Galluzzi
Cosmic Funnies
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Claire Keane
YOU ARE THE REASON
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
The Bowery Presents

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@theartofmadeline
we're not kids anymore.
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@valeriesimms
"Sure the dress is lovely sissy, but show me what I really want to see"
Cape Cod Sissy Kwasa
Dedicated to my New England Sissy Sister 👯♀️👙😘
At my aunt’s house in Hyannis, it was either this… or reform school.
The moment I stepped inside, Aunt Elizabeth was already waiting in the sun-drenched bedroom, looking radiant in her soft pink floral lingerie and sheer robe. She turned toward me with that gentle, loving smile she’s always had - the one that somehow makes you feel both safe and completely exposed.
“Oh sweetheart,” she said softly, her voice like warm honey, “you look so nervous. There’s no need for that. This is going to be *wonderful* for you.”
I tried to protest, but she simply laughed - a light, musical sound - and gestured toward the bed where the delicate lace set and that pretty glass ros thing e were laid out like they’d been waiting just for me.
“See? You’re already blushing. That’s how I know you’re excited. Deep down you’ve always wanted this, haven’t you? All those little hints you used to give… I noticed, darling. A boy doesn’t look at pretty things the way you did unless he secretly wishes he could wear them.”
She stepped closer, her pearl necklace glowing in the sunlight, and gently brushed my hair back from my flushed face.
“Don’t try to deny it. You’re trembling, but not from fear. It’s anticipation. I can see it in your eyes. You’re *relieved* this is happening. Reform school would have been so harsh on a soft, sensitive boy like you. This… this is what you really need.”
Aunt Elizabeth picked up the glass rose and placed it delicately in my hand, closing my fingers around it.
“Feel how smooth and pretty it is? Just like the new you is going to be. Don’t worry about feeling confused right now… that’s so perfectly normal, Billie. Your old persona never fit you anyway. But this…” she smiled warmly, almost maternally, “this feels right, doesn’t it?”
Outside, the ocean waves kept whispering against the shore, as if agreeing with her.
And somehow… standing there in that perfect Cape Cod bedroom with my elegant aunt looking at me so lovingly… I was starting to wonder if she was right.
Maybe I really *had* been waiting for this all along. 💕🌊🏖️👙
@alwayscute @sweetie-lindsey @lisalovelace1 @anonymousblog27 @karlie-xoxo
(Reposts and comments with how much this made you squirm are highly encouraged~)
Where are these wonderful Aunties?!? 🥰
You’re doing so well…
Change yourself, don't talk about humiliation.. Because by choosing a new lifestyle you will discover a new personality in yourself.. Don't be afraid to move for the sake of discovering a new self.. Choose this lifestyle because where there are two there is pleasure.. Give your ego into the hands of a woman who doesn't wear masks... She is able to find balance..
Oh my goodness, yes please 🙏🏻
Ancilla Tilia - Feminine Inspiration
Im sorry, but I thought I wasn’t allowed to touch you!
Yes please 🙏🏻
So true!!
Wear what you Like!..What make you Happy!..It's your Life!
It all started in mom’s lingerie drawer.
You don't have to ask me Twice!
Yes Ma’am!