Autobiography Of A TGirl – Part One
by Caramel Black

I began crossdressing at 12, but it wasn’t until I was 17 when I dressed up completely for the first time. When my parents went away for the weekend to Atlantic City, I took advantage of the opportunity to explore my feminine side to the fullest. As soon as they left the house that summer morning, I got out of bed, padded naked into the bathroom, drew myself a bath and poured a packet of Caswell & Massey sandalwood powder into the steaming water.

The scent was like a forest after a heavy rain, the tiny suds crackling softly as I climbed into the tub and let the water’s heat seep into my body. After relaxing for awhile, I gave myself a panty shave, removing every trace of hair from my cock and balls. What remained was a thatch of slightly kinky tendrils just above the base of my shaft. I thought it looked pretty sexy. With that done, I stood up and turned on the shower and let the water drain out. The hot stream of needles pounding against my skin made me crazy with lust, but I resisted the urge to masturbate just yet.

I rinsed the last of the suds from my feet and stepped out of the bath, reaching for a large, thirsty white towel to dry my body. Next, I dusted my skin with a richly scented powder and a fine sable brush, then sat down at the vanity to do my nails. Using an emery board, I buffed my toenails to artistic perfection and placed cotton balls between the spaces of each toe. I painted the nails scarlet red, carefully smoothing out the lustrous Chanel varnish with the soft little bristles. (more…)

Shopping for Panties, Pt. 03
By Miss Amanda

After we say goodbye to Carlos, I take your hand and lead you through the mall. “You know where we’re going now, don’t you baby?” I ask.

You nod, both ashamed and excited at the same time. “To pick out my new panties, Miss Amanda?”

I stop so that you can buy me a soda, and we talk while the clerk gets it for me. “Yup! We’re going to have to get all kinds. Cute, little panties for when you’re being sweet and innocent and slutty thongs for when you’re dressing up to be a bad, little sissy girl.”

You beam at me, super excited. It looks very pretty on you, this enthusiasm. I pick through my purse while we wait and I finally pull out a vial of liquid lip gloss. I touch up my pink lips, and then I order you close so that I can brush the sticky, strawberry goo all over your lips as well! (more…)

Shopping for Panties, Pt. 02
By Miss Amanda

You’ve become so beautiful under my care. Just how does it feel to be the pet of a barely-legal teenage girl? It’s definitely hard work, but it does pay off! Every day, you have to shave your entire body for me, and you pluck you eyebrows, and even wear some light make-up. That’s nothing compared to your dressing up routine, but it’s enough that you always look so pretty and beautiful for me. People notice!

We’re just partway into the mall, when a young, well-dressed guy stops you. “Hey, beautiful,” he exclaims, in a thick and jubilant, gay voice. “You look positively fab today, honey.”

I watch as you blush. People walk by us, and while you and your friend do get a few dirty looks, they just assume you’re a cute pair of fags chatting it up. I giggle, poking you in your side. “Don’t be rude, baby! Talk back!” (more…)

Shopping for Panties, Pt. 01
By Miss Amanda

I meet you at the mall. You’re waiting for me outside, like a cute little puppy dog, and you light up when you see beautiful, delicious me. Ever since I caught you, playing with my panties, you’ve been my little plaything.

I giggle as I step up onto the sidewalk and slip my hand into your own. Your fingers are sweaty and nervous. “Big day, hmm?” I ask in amusement. Today is the day that we’re going to go shopping for your very own panties. You have butterflies in your tummy. You’re both really excited and fearful of what lies ahead, just through those sliding glass doors.

“Answer me, beautiful. Does my pretty little slut want to go shopping for her very own panties?” I giggle again. A few wandering shoppers overhear me talking to you, a man quite a bit older than myself, and they give you dirty looks. Everyone thinks that girls are so terribly innocent and sweet, so you’re going to get the blame for all of this. (more…)

I hope all you crossdressing girls are having a good weekend. It occurred to me that I have never put any crossdresser jokes on here. I think a big reason is that, well, it’s damn hard to find crossdresser jokes! I’ve seen some out there, but not very good ones.

So I thought I would make my own, after all I do write for a living! I actually made this list of jokes for another site I have, but it seems more suitable for this site, and I know you would enjoy it. Now these jokes are the old “redneck” type. They just seem so easy to make, at least for me.

Now if you happen to be a redneck crossdresser, don’t go getting your panties in a bind! I’m just having fun here, not singling anyone out. I use to be a redneck when I lived in Vermont, so that gives me the right to make them, ok! So enjoy this list of redneck crossdresser jokes!

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