Sissy Transvestite Chantelle

It was the totally inadequate size of my penis that made my wife so keen to see me embrace my true sissy nature. Sissy Cuckold Humiliation I often wonder if my life would have worked out differently if I'd been born with a six or seven-inch cock. Instead I've spent my whole life burdened by a tiny limp manhood that doesn't even quite reach three-inches long when it's fully erect - and which only ever gets hard when I'm dressed in women's clothing and fantasizing about being fucked by black men. It means I've always felt inadequate in the bedroom; and I know for sure I've never once made a woman climax! My wife, in particular, never tires of telling me just how useless I am in bed. In fact, she often giggles at the size of my cock - and loves telling me just how bored she was back in the day when she actually used to have sex with me. Forced Sissy Erotic Fiction Of course, we don't have sex with each other any longer, because s...

Wearing a female mask allows me to transform from male to female in seconds... Masked Transvestite I have always been a cross-dressing sissy, but I haven't always been a transvestite masker. And as with nearly all of my cross-dressing habits, it was something that was suggested to me by my wife. She thought it would be fun if we both went out and got matching masks, then photographed ourselves sharing our large wardrobe of dresses and lingerie. It seems that she likes anything that makes my transvestite transformations look that little bit more kinky - and there's something kind of unusual but also very sexy about being turned into a rubber sex doll and made to dress and behave like a girl. Cross-dressing Sissy Stories I don't always wear the mask, of course, and one of my favourite things is when Chloe does my make up for me. Because like most T-girls, I love putting on false eyelashes, eye shadow, lipstick and blusher - and just generally having my f...

How finding a pair of dirty pink panties in the laundry basket changed my life forever. Cross-dressers In Lingerie I know I'm not the only transvestite whose fascination with women's undergarments started by finding a pair of a female relative's knickers in the laundry basket. In my case, it was a pair of pink satin panties owned by my older sister. I can remember it all quite clearly - how I lifted the lid and saw them lying on top of all the dirty laundry, then how I picked them up, sniffed them and smelled the juices on the crotch. Then also how I drew them up my thighs before sheathing my tiny manhood with that soft and delicate fabric. And best of all, how I then looked in the mirror and saw myself - for the very first time - looking just a little bit like a girl. Fully Feminised Sissies And from that moment on, I was hooked on sexy lingerie and I was forever hunting through the laundry basket, eager to try on more and more of my sister's undies....