Double issue post. A Story By Stevie and a Breakfast tv delight

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Hi everyone
   Special double treat today.
 I am posting a double issue today because, I have lots to share but don't want to crowd a post. I like to give each post at least two days for folks to enjoy and comment before moving on, so this time I am posting two completely separate things at once.

Firstly something very special from our friend Stevie (long suffering when you think of all the things that have befallen Stevie in my art) It is a super little story, wrapped around a piece of my 25th century art entitled Andy's big mistake.
  It wonderfully explains and figures a way to get Andy out of his issues with the Admiral and her Daughter.
This is all Stevie's work, no editing or whatever has been added.
 I know you will like this and please  show your appreciation as you always do.


Andy and the Admiral’s Daughter
By Stevie

Andy (Captain Andrew Watson, Royal Regiment of Sissies, known as “The Pretty Pinks”) was furious when he heard the news and rushed straight down to the Research Laboratories which were at the other end of the ship from the Sissy Officer’s quarters. He was wearing his semi-tropical uniform – cut-off biker jacket style top, briefs and thigh-boots with a modest 6 inch heel (the tropical uniform had only a skimpy halter top and much smaller briefs, little more than a thong). Both uniforms had the option of gloves; the tropical one with shoulder length gloves. Of course they were both variations of LUP’s (Latex Uniform Packs) which encased the sissy boy in latex from head to toe and which were cool in summer, warm in winter and completely bullet-proof.

It occurred to Andy that this was not the first time he had been called away on an emergency just before being fitted with his gloves and cape; the last time had been when those idiots Stevie and Sam had taken a shuttle and proceeded to get “shagged out”. That, at least, had worked out O.K. in the long run but he wasn’t so sure this time. The “news” was that one of his sissy soldier-boy servants had seen the Admiral’s daughter going into the laboratories where there was a large tank with three or four of these strange green dolphin-like creatures swimming around in the water. At least he had completed his make-up; there was a standing order that sissy officers must never leave their quarters unless fully made up unless there was a serious emergency. Well, Andy reckoned this was serious, but he hated appearing in public other than exquisitely made-up. He also realized that he would make the trip much faster with only his 6 inch heels; had he been in his preferred ballet heels or 12 inches with platforms it would have taken much longer. As it was, his stiletto heels made a rapid click-click on the steel floors of the ship and a lot of men looked on in surprise as this pretty sissy rushed past them, leaving a cloud of expensive perfume behind him.

Why was Andy in such a rush? We must go back a few days to get the answer. Andy had been called by the Colonel of the Regiment who told him that both of them had been summoned by the Admiral of the ship (HMSS Survivor) to a meeting. Although liaison between the Admiral and the Colonel was common enough it was unusual for the Admiral to have any dealings with sissy-boy junior officers. Of course, both the Colonel and Andy had to be in full dress uniform for the meeting; pink LUP, highest ballet heels on thigh-high boots, full length gloves, long swirling capes, spurs, ceremonial whips and daggers, immaculate and heavy make-up and, as the Colonel said “jewellery will be worn!”

When the two pretty sissies made their entrance into the Admiral’s spacious office they made quite a sight in all their sissy splendour and a haze of expensive perfume. They both made elaborate and deep curtsies to the Admiral before having their capes removed and sitting on the seats opposite his desk. Not for the first time Andy had noted the Colonel’s magnificent diamond encrusted spurs covering a large part of his boots, “someday…” he thought. The Admiral in his Space Navy uniform, although smart, looked positively plain beside the beautiful sissies.

“Thank you for coming, boys” the Admiral started, “Watson isn’t it?” he asked looking at Andy, “Yes, sir, that’s right” “I have heard great things about you; the space squids incident, that ghastly Bee Queen, the business with the sissy-eating plants, that rescue of the President’s daughter and other things.” “Thank you, sir” replied Andy, wondering where this was leading. “I’ll get straight to the point. You may have heard that my daughter is aboard for part of this trip. I know that is very irregular but she claims she is interested in joining the service. Between us, I am not too sure about that but she is quite a handful and I find it difficult to refuse her anything. Anyway, she is here and she is clamouring to see some action. I understand you will be making a recce on the surface of this new planet that has just been found in this system. Apparently it is very beautiful with a wonderful climate and apparently unpopulated and seemingly quite safe. I know it is a big thing to ask but could she come down to the planet with you just for a few hours? I can’t order you to take her but I would be immensely grateful and I know she will be in good hands. Also, I think she is rather taken with you sissy boys and constantly goes on about your style and your uniforms. What do you say?”

The Colonel looked at Andy and Andy looked back. “Well, sir” said the Colonel, “as you say, it is rather irregular, and I can’t order Captain Watson to take her but if he is agreeable then I have no objections. What do you think, Andy?” Andy had heard on the grapevine that the Admiral’s daughter was aboard and that she was a bit of a handful but he could think of no particular objection and there might be some upsides if the trip was a success. Surely, with himself, Stevie, Sam and Robin looking after her nothing could go wrong? Or could it?

The boys, fully kitted out in their tropical LUP’s (with incorporated thigh boots and long gloves and with attached whips), met up with the Admiral’s daughter the next morning at the shuttle point. They introduced themselves to Katie, who turned out to be a buxom blonde, very forward in manner and, surprisingly, clad in only a skimpy bikini and very high heeled ankle boots. She said that she had heard it was very warm on the planet’s surface and that the landing was planned on what appeared to be a deserted beach; would there be a chance of going for a swim? Andy tried to disabuse her of this idea since they knew nothing about any aquatic life but he did feel uneasy at the sight of the skimpy bikini even though, with his practised eye for such things, he realized it showed off her figure to perfection. He also realized that she couldn’t keep her eyes off their beautiful uniforms and she also commented on their pristine make-up and “just loved” their whips.

The trip down to the planet was uneventful although Katie never stopped talking, asking endless questions of the boys; how long had they been sissies? How did they find their uniforms? How did they keep such perfect figures? How did they manage in their ballet heels when in ceremonial uniform?

On landing and leaving the shuttle they found it was indeed very hot but at first everything went swimmingly (if that is not an unfortunate adverb). The boys collected various specimens of plants and rocks which the boffins had asked for and placed each one in floating boxes which were then sent back to the shuttle on pressing a button on the side of the box. At first Katie joined in but then decided to wander off. “Don’t go far” said Andy and keep in sight. “Sure thing” she replied, “I’ll be good”.

However, she was not good and the next thing the boys heard was cries from the water. On running down to the water’s edge they found Katie’s boots there but no Katie. However, she was not far away as was shown by a commotion in the water and loud cries. There was a lot of splashing and Katie could be seen with several green dolphin-like creatures around her. However, it was clear that the cries were not cries for help but cries of ecstasy and that she was having the time of her life. Her bikini had disappeared and one of the creatures appeared to have its proboscis firmly up her pussy, another was doing a similar thing to her pretty bottom, a third had its proboscis in her mouth and she appeared to be giving it head while a fourth was massaging her swelling bosom.

The boys noted all this in a split second and realized that if she was not rescued her transports of joy would overwhelm her very quickly so they rushed into the water, pulled the little dolphins off her and Andy and Stevie carried her to the shore. Both of them realized they had to do this but all four of them worried that going into the water like this might ruin both hair and make-up! Summoning an electronic gurney from the shuttle they placed Katie, now drowsy, on to it and covered her with a thin latex sheet, light weight but warming for a patient. “Oh, Andy, why did you stop them, it was wonderful? It was like being fucked by the biggest cock in the world in my cunt and my arse at the same time and giving head to the biggest cock and having my breasts massaged”. “What do you know about all that?” asked Andy, “you’re too young”. “You don’t know what goes on in these expensive girls’ schools” she replied with a grin on her face. “This sheet is latex, isn’t it? It feels so smooth on the skin, I could get used to this” she said before lying back with a contented smile.

“Well, guys” said Andy, “what do we do about this? Here is the Admiral’s daughter, fucked to within an inch of her life, naked, but loving the whole thing and now covered in latex which she seems to have a taste for. We were supposed to look after her and see she came to no harm. Any ideas?” “I know what I am going to do first” replied Stevie, “I am going to fix my make-up and hair, and then get my uniform polished up. I operate better with good make-up. While we do that, I am sure you will come up with something, sir”. ”Good idea, and we had better turn up our anal penetrators to full power, we think better that way”, replied Andy, and for the next 15 minutes or so the pretty boys occupied themselves with fixing their make-up and polishing each other’s uniforms, while Katie looked on fascinated, wrapped in her latex sheet.

When all four boys were looking pristine again (in truth, their make-up had not really been spoilt) Andy said, “Right, here’s the plan, listen up, you too Katie” said Andy. “We can’t just take Katie back naked, too many questions would be asked so we say that she persuaded us to lend her one of our spare LUP’s, after all she has been going on about our uniforms to her father and anyone else who would listen. We also take a few of those little green dolphins back with us as specimens which should keep the boffins happy, especially when they find what they can do, but we won’t say anything about that”. Katie spoke up, “I like the uniform idea but the sex was wonderful, do we really have to say nothing? The thought of not having more of that is too awful”. “I’m sure you will manage” said Andy, “we can’t have your father thinking we let you engage in a one-girl orgy, it would finish us. You hit the shower and we will get a spare LUP pack ready for you”. “O.K” she said sulkily, “those uniforms are beautiful”

Not long afterwards Katie was ready to don her LUP. As the pink liquid gradually up her shapely legs she was clearly entranced and when the anal penetrator found her shapely bottom she gave a little scream of satisfaction as she did a few moments later when her breasts started to be gently massaged. The final moment when she was suddenly lifted up as the 6 inch stiletto heels formed was the final touch. There she stood in a tropical kit, high thigh boots, long gloves, tiny halter top and thong brief; the rest of body covered in transparent latex (which could be controlled to allow a tan if the wearer wished). “If I had one of these I would want another penetrator for my pussy”, she said, “but this is wonderful”.

While Katie was getting kitted out (and then repairing her make-up and hair) Sam and Robin went off to catch some of the little green dolphins. They had no bother doing this since they found that as soon as they dipped a booted toe into the water several would appear and immediately leap up and try to find a body orifice to place their proboscis, it seemed they were literally willing sex-machines. Soon, several of them were swimming around in a large tank which had been filled with sea-water and then transported electronically back to the shuttle.

The journey back up to the Ship was uneventful although Katie couldn’t stop enthusing over her borrowed latex uniform saying she would love to have one like it, and her friends at school would be very jealous. Andy managed to fob her off with a non-committal “We’ll have to see about that”. On docking Andy hoped that Katie would go back to her quarters next to the Admiral’s but she insisted on going with the boys to the laboratories where they were going to leave the samples and, of course, the tank with the little green dolphins swimming around in it. Andy was not keen on this because he knew that Miss Stern, the Chief Biologist, would be there who would be bound to notice that Katie was wearing a uniform and would ask questions. There was history between Miss Stern and the pretty sissies. Miss Stern had objected strongly to them having their own Beauty Salon in the ship even though it had been paid for by Andy’s Aunt Jane and Stevie’s mother, the Dowager Countess of Delavon, who said that they wanted their boys to be “perfection at all times and that, if they needed any beauty treatments they should be available”. Andy often thought that Miss Stern, if she was in a black latex catsuit with thigh high stiletto heeled boots, long gloves and carrying a whip, would be the twin sister of Lady Quirt, one of his aunt’s business associates who often accused his Aunt of being “too soft on that boy”. As it was she was dressed in her usual shiny latex pants and corset top and let everyone know who was in charge in this laboratory.

“Ah, Miss Nelson”, began Miss Stern, “I see you are in uniform as well, why is that?” Katie hesitated for a moment and then said “The boys thought I might get sunstroke if I was only in my bikini as it was very hot but these uniforms give protection from the sun as well as being cool”. “Yes, so I am told, I am also told they do other things as well” she said looking at Katie’s magnificent bosom and pert bottom. “Well, I must not keep you or these sissies, I am sure you all have things to do”.

With that, Katie and the boys beat a hasty retreat. “That woman frightens me” said Andy “I’ll swear she has 3-D vision and can see the anal penetrators at work. Anyway, at least you kept quiet about your orgasms with those dolphins. Come on, guys, let’s get out of these uniforms and get some down-time”. With obvious reluctance Katie went off up to the Admiral’s quarters promising to let them have the uniform back. The boys went back to their quarters, disrobed, hit the showers and donned their usual lace-trimmed baby-doll nighties, matching negligees and 6 inch heel bedroom mules which their soldier-servants had laid out for them.

Andy hoped that was the last they would hear of Katie but, as we have seen,it was not. The scene that greeted Andy when he entered the laboratory horrified him. Not only was Katie in the tank with the little green dolphins, she was obviously having the time of her life as her cries of satisfaction and erotic writhings clearly showed. Even worse, one of Miss Stern’s poker-faced assistants was spouting some nonsense about Katie being transformed into something else. “What crap”, Andy thought, “all that is happening is that she is having the biggest, most erotic orgasm of her short life”. To cap it all Miss Stern was trying to blame him, Andy. Obviously Miss Stern was not going to listen to reason but he had to do something, and quickly. Suddenly he had an idea; he raised his stun-gun and fired a high energy ray at the bottom of the tank. Thankfully, this had the desired effect as the tank shattered and the greenish water ran over the laboratory floor. He only just managed to avoid the water reaching his boots but was pleased to see that both Miss Stern and Her assistant got a good splashing. Katie toppled over onto the floor and recovered quickly. “Oh, Andy” she cried, “why did you do that, I was having the time of my life and you ruined it!” “Ruined!” he replied, “you nearly ruined me, the sooner you get back to school the better”. He then noticed that the green dolphins were flapping around on the floor and told Miss Stern that they had better get them into another tank as they were valuable specimens. “As for you, young lady,” he said, turning to Katie, “wrap yourself in this rubber warm-sheet and get back to your quarters, I seem to remember you like the rubber and I can’t blame you on that”. “Oh, O.K., if you are being like that” said Katie sulkily.

And that was that.

A few days later, Andy, Stevie and the rest of the boys gathered to see Katie off as she was going back to school for the new term. They had decided to put on a show, so were in full pink “walking-out uniform”, thigh-high pink ballet boots and spurs, long gloves, jewelled capes, ceremonial whips, walking canes, bedecked in jewellery and heavily perfumed, immaculate make-up and hair (as if it was ever anything else) to see her off and to tell her there were no hard feelings (although they hoped she would not be back!). Hoping not to be outdone she was dressed in a tiny silver skirt and revealing top with matching thigh-high boots and gloves. She kissed each boy in turn and said how good a time she had had! Oh,and finally, she was working on getting some of those dolphins put into the school pool!!!

As the star-shuttle disappeared as it picked up speed And and the boys breathed a sigh of relief.

The End?..........
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Post two

As supporting feature, I just had to post this clip of the gorgeous Vanessa Blumhagen on German breakfast Tv last friday, yes folks I said BREAKFAST tv.
 Little introduction is required, just imagine waking up to this glorious sight over you cornflakes or toast, Call in sick.

Vignette by Stevie

Hi Everyone
   Our friend Stevie has been busy at the keys creating this super little tale, wrapped round my last piece of 25th century art and as this seems to be fiction week, it is the perfect time to share.
  I love this so much I wanted to share it with the original art embedded in the text.
   Thank you so much Stevie, your naughty imagination is something wonderful and I am honored to share this, I especially love the backstories and details you have added, so much fun
XXX
Andy




Andy and the Adventure on Luberup 5
By
 Stevie

Commander Andrew Watson, Royal Regiment of Sissies, hero of the “Space Squid Incident”, destroyer of the Bee Queen, victor over the sissy-eating plants, was feeling very pleased with himself. He had persuaded the Colonel of the Regiment that an additional uniform was needed in addition to the standard field uniform and the splendid ceremonial uniform. This would be a “walking out” uniform with several varieties depending on the occasion and weather. Although his ship, HMSS Survivor, was currently in orbit around the newly discovered planet, Luberup 5, Andy was giving little thought about the reports of strange plants discovered on its surface which apparently oozed mysterious fluids resulting in some sort of sexual stimulation. No, a new uniform was much more interesting, a pretty sissy boy could not have too many of them (especially with an indulgent Aunt happy to pay for them)!

He had spent the whole morning being pampered in the Beauty Salon which was in the ship especially for RRS officers. His ivory skin was flawless and completely smooth everywhere and he was freshly perfumed and smothered in expensive talc. He was now exquisitely made-up, pale blue eye-shadow and lashes, baby pink lipstick (3 layers with gloss), baby pink nails; the baby pink matching his new hair colour and the new uniform which he was now ready to try on. As usual the new uniform would be an L.U.P. (Latex Uniform Pack) which formed a second skin and highlighted the figure. Andy took his place on the box containing the pack and the sweet boy soldier, who had just finished painting Andy’s nails, flicked the switch. Andy noticed, not for the first time, that the boy was wearing extremely brief and tight pink latex shorts to go with his stiletto-heeled thigh-boots as well as a skimpy halter top displaying a slender midriff. “Could they possibly be regulation,” he wondered, “perhaps he wasn’t the only one around here to bend the uniform rules?”

 A low humming sound accompanied the pink latex liquid which started slowly upwards from the box covering Andy’s shapely feet then moving slowly up his long, slender legs. When it reached his smooth crotch there was a slight pause as Andy’s peenie was gently pushed back between his legs, a slight pressure produced a pretty opening between his legs and Andy, as was usual, made a startled noise when a latex plug formed and gently but firmly made its way deep into his anus and started a slight but definite vibration, at the same time giving his pretty bottom some extra emphasis. Rising up his slender torso the liquid exerted a mild corseting effect on his already perfect figure and then, reaching his pretty breasts, it covered his beautiful nipples and immediately started a gentle massaging motion as the breasts were lifted and nicely separated. It then encompassed his beautiful and slender shoulders and moved down to his wrists leaving behind a deep and sexy cleavage. Andy was now encased in a second latex skin in a delightful shade of baby pink which emphasised his perfect figure, would be warm in winter, cool in summer and which constantly provided the mild sexual stimulation considered suitable for a pretty young sissy officer.

This, of course, was not the whole uniform. Boots, gloves, cape, belt would follow and Andy had spent a lot of time designing a wide variety of the items for different occasions. His boots today were a pair of knee-high boots in finest leather, a perfect match in colour for the latex skin; they had 9 inch stiletto dagger heels, a high 3 inch platform and pointed toes. The pretty boy soldier had scarcely fitted Andy’s boots and Andy was admiring himself in the mirror and was about to call for his gloves when his messager sounded. “Oh dear, I had better get that” he thought “it might be important, and just when I am going to have some beautiful leather gloves placed on my arms!”

“Watson here” he said “I hope this is important, I am about to be gloved by the sweetest boy you can imagine.” “Yes, Captain Watson, this is Despatch, I am afraid it is important. Two of your junior officers have taken a shuttle without authorisation and gone down to the planet’s surface and we have now lost contact with them, they are not replying to our messages. Not only that, they were only wearing very skimpy bikinis and high heels when they went although they were beautifully made-up.” “Well,” replied Andy, “it is standing orders that they must never appear in public other than fully made-up, but this sounds serious, I’ll come to Despatch immediately. Get in touch with the medics and ask someone to go down with me”. “Sorry, sweet buns” he told the boy “I will have to go, we’ll continue later” “OK, sir, good luck” the boy replied, saluting smartly and giving a deep curtsy.

Andy rushed across to Dispatch as fast as his heels would allow. “I bet it is Stevie and Sam”, he thought, “It is their sort of caper especially as they have been listening to these stories about these plants with their strange powers”. At Dispatch, the medic was waiting and being filled in with the situation. Andy noticed that the medic was wearing his standard green field uniform and boots with a modest 6 inch heel, although fully made-up and with hair beautifully dressed, and he realized that he looked somewhat out of place in his new baby pink “walking-out” uniform and not even gloved, and as for his boots! However, that could not be helped, he was worried about his friends Stevie and Sam, what were they up to?

A shuttle quickly and quietly took them down to the planet’s surface and they landed next to the empty shuttle used by Stevie and Sam, of whom there was no sign. The atmosphere was humid and there was a smell which was vaguely familiar but which Andy could not quite identify. All around were these strange plants, verdant and indeed dripping with strange fluid. Suddenly, the medic pointed and cried “Over there, I bet they are in there”. Sure enough, Andy could make out a shape which was clearly two intertwined bodies; he could even make out two sets of beautifully pert buttocks. The shape was completely enclosed in an extension of one of the plants and was covered with the slimy fluid. He immediately thought of the sissy-eating plants he had come across months ago on another planet but the writhing of the shape gave no hint of distress. What was going on? He didn’t want to get too close as he certainly did not fancy his beautiful new boots being covered in slime. “What do you think is going on, Doc?” he asked. “Well, my guess is that they are in the middle of a massive orgasm and having the time of their lives. You realize this fluid is cum, don’t you? Lots of it and very thick and sweet”. “Of course,” replied Andy “I thought I recognised the smell but couldn’t quite place it. That explains everything, these two have been going on about these reports and came down to see for themselves, and they came in bikinis to be stripped for action so to speak. They will be in hot water though, taking a shuttle without permission and no orders.”

Slowly the writhing shape stopped moving and the two bodies lay still, intertwined closely with each other. “Well”, said the Doc, “it’s my guess that they are literally shagged out and have fallen asleep in each other’s arms, quite sweet really”. “Yeah”, replied Andy “we had better arrange to have them taken up to the Ship. I’ll call for a couple of stretchers. I don’t want cum all over my uniform” After making the call he asked to be put through to the Beauty Salon and, rather surprisingly, he told the sweet boy soldier that he was having second thoughts about his new pink hair-do. However, the Doc told him not to be silly and that he thought the pink suited him beautifully and went well with the new uniform and the pale blue eye-shadow. “OK, we’ll see” said Andy. “Thanks for your help, Doc. It’s typical of these two sweet guys to get into a caper like this, what the Colonel will say when he finds out I don’t know”.

A third shuttle soon arrived and the two sleeping beauties, still shrouded in the slimy green plant growth, were picked up and taken back up to the Ship. As a precaution they were taken to the Medical Centre where plant growth, now limp and dying was stripped off them. Sure enough, the bikinis had disappeared but, rather surprisingly, their heels were still in place. While still drowsy the two boys were bathed, gently dried, perfumed, talced and dressed in the usual sweet tiny lace-trimmed satin baby-doll nighties and matching knickers and put to bed between silken sheets where they proceeded to sleep round the clock.

The next day, Andy came to see them. He was now fully dressed in his new uniform since he was keen to see what Stevie and Sam thought of it. In place of the knee boots he now had a pair of thigh-high ballet boots in the same matching baby-pink leather, the heels of which were a full 12 inches and he was forced to stand only on their needle-like tips and also similar needle-like tips on the toes. The boots were laced up the front with a diamond clasp at each cross- over point of the deeper pink laces, and also the pointed toes were encrusted with diamonds as were the tops of the boots.

His arms were encased in full length opera gloves with diamond bracelets on each wrist and his hands appeared to glitter with all the diamond rings he was wearing, many of the rings extended beyond the ends of his fingers which now appeared to be diamond studded silver claws. He had a single shoulder floor length cape fastened on his left shoulder, also of the finest pink leather, lined with pink satin and adorned with patterns of diamonds; his other shoulder blazed with diamond-studded epaulettes and lanyards.

 Low on his tiny waist was a broad diamond-studded pink leather belt with a coiled pink leather whip fastened at his right hip, diamonds on the handle and at the tip. Protruding from the top of right boot could be seen the diamond-studded hilt of a ceremonial dagger. He had decided to stick with the pink hair-do which was now dressed in pink ribbons and diamonds and a broad diamond choker adorned his swan-like neck. As the day before, the pale blue eye-shadow and lashes beautifully complemented the pink, and his luscious lips with their several layers of lipstick and gloss were more kissable than ever, he had never been so exquisitely made-up. In his right hand he carried a long pink walking cane with a diamond studded handle and ferrule.

 As he walked he appeared to glide along, so high were the heels, as he placed one foot in front of the other in a catwalk strut. Naturally, he was drenched in expensive perfume so a trail remained everywhere he passed as he progressed from the Beauty Salon to the Medical Centre. Although not visible, the anal intruder was turned up to the maximum as were the breast massagers in the L.U.P. The same sweet boy-soldier had dressed him and had declared, with a deep curtsy, that the Captain looked really good and a credit to the regiment!

As Andy entered the room that the two boys were sharing he found them both busy doing their make-up although still were both in their skimpy baby-dolls and matching knickers; that was a good sign, they must be feeling fine after their ordeal (if that is what it was). They both jumped up when he entered and gave him a deep curtsy. “Hi, Captain, like the new uniform, may I have one like it?” said Stevie with a grin. “You two idiots might not be having a uniform at all. What were you thinking of by taking a shuttle (unauthorised), improperly dressed and going into a potential danger zone?. What do you think the Colonel will say when he finds out?” “Yes, but we did have the orgasmic experience of our lives, that plant down there really packs a punch even if I don’t know how it works”, replied Sam with a broad smile on his pretty, now fully made-up, face. “As for the Colonel, you can ask him yourself, we are expecting him any minute, I thought you would know he is coming, someone tried to contact you.” “The Colonel coming soon?” replied an agitated Andy, “I have been in the Beauty Salon all day and no-one said anything” “Yes, it shows” replied Stevie, “love the hair and make-up and as for those boots, well….”

At that moment the Colonel himself walked in and all three pretty boys saluted, gave him a deep curtsy and then stood to attention. The Colonel was in his full pink ceremonial uniform and Andy immediately noticed his magnificent Colonel’s diamond studded spurs on his steepling boots; “one day….” he thought to himself. In truth the Colonel was not too much older than any of the sweet boys, the RRS was young regiment. The Colonel was accompanied by a beautiful young ADC with a rather haughty expression on his exquisitely made-up face; Andy noticed that he was wearing an extremely short and tight pink latex skirt, an incredibly skimpy latex halter top and thigh high ballet boots (not with quite such a pointed heel as Andy’s own, he was pleased to note).

“Well, what is this all about?” asked the Colonel. “Two of my officers going off on unauthorised missions and a third in a new uniform, also unauthorised at present”. “Sir, we can explain” said Andy. “I doubt that” said the Colonel, “but anyway, I have good news for you all. It seem that those trees down on that planet have inexhaustible supplies of semen in them and can act as wonderful sexual stimulants; the boffins had a theory on those lines but you two have now proved it for them and saved them some work, even if you had to be brought back somewhat the worse for wear. You seem to have got over that by the look of you.” He said, taking in Stevie’s and Sam’s pretty state of undress. “As for you, Captain Watson, I have to congratulate you both on helping these two scamps out and your taste in uniforms. As a reward you can all have some Earth-side leave to enjoy yourselves. Prepare their travel warrants, Justin,” he said, turning to his ADC. “Yes, sir, at once” replied Justin with a deep curtsy. With that the Colonel was off as quickly as he had come.

“That went pretty well”, said Stevie, “why don’t you two come with me and spend some time at Delavon Castle, Mummy will be so pleased to see you and my Nannies will really look after us?” Andy had almost forgotten for the moment that Stevie, pretty scatter-brain that he was, was the Earl of Delavon and his mother the Dowager Countess of Delavon. The thought of exploring Stevie’s endless wardrobe of exotic undies, furs, leathers, latex, silk and satin, not to mention his extensive ranges of boots and jewellery, and constant sissy pampering at hands of his Nannies was very attractive. “Sounds like a plan” said Andy, “what do you think, Sam?” “Count me in” he replied with a broad smile on his pretty face.     

A short Vignette from a friend.

Hi Everyone
  As you know I am more than happy to share the thoughts and talents of our friends here on my blog and so with that in mind I would like to present a little piece by our friend Stevie. I have not edited or influenced it in any way and in some respects it deviates from the vision I have of Andys universe, but rather like RubberH's stories anything is possible in an infinite universe. This is all Stevie's work.
 Over to you Stevie.

Hello Everyone.
I have composed a short vignette concerning the aftermath to Andy’s 25th century encounter with the Space Squids.

                      After the Battle
                   By Sweet Sissy Stevie

Earthside Leave
        Perfect Make-up
Andy newly promoted
Pampering at the Savoy
Incredible Ceremonial Uniforms
Passing out Parade
Aunt Jane

It was Andy’s first Earthside leave since the “incident” with the Space Squids. Andy had received a lot of publicity when his role in the battle was reported especially his comment that he had been most relieved that his perfect make-up had not been spoiled by his ordeal although his pink uniform and boots had been ruined by the vile liquid that the Space Squids shot out. He had held them off until reinforcements had come up and they had scuttled back into deep space. He had been mentioned in despatches and been promoted to 1st Lieutenant and was quite the hero(ine) of the moment.

So, here he was with his good friends Stevie and Robin, who had joined the Royal Regiment of Sissies (known as the Pretty Pinks) at the same time as Andy, enjoying their stay in the best suite in the old, but much renovated, Savoy Hotel in London, a gift from his proud Aunt, Jane, Lady Fullerton-Jones as a reward for his part in the incident. That evening the three sissy friends were due to attend a soiree at Aunt Jane’s elegant townhouse and she had insisted that they all must go in their dress ceremonial uniforms so that she could show off her pretty nephew and his equally pretty friends. Not only that be she had hired a small army of attendants, make-up artistes, hairdressers and dressers to ensure that the boys were at their beautiful best.

In the early afternoon the ritual had started with perfumed baths, showers, douches from which the pretty boys had emerged pink, delicate and sweetly scented EVERYWHERE!. Then, having been wrapped in silken robes, their hair was elaborately dressed (Andy’s auburn locks, Stevie’s long blonde hair and Robin the brunette) and finished with pink ribbons and diamond clasps; manicures and pedicures done with four maids in attendance on each boy simultaneously; then teams of make-up artistes had stepped in, so after a long session each boy was perfectly and heavily made-up. Several layers of high shine lip-gloss (pink of course) made for luscious kissable lips; eye-shadow cleverly applied so that eyes appeared even prettier and more doe-like even than usual; endless lashes, cheek bones to die for, elaborate diamond pendant ear-rings (only plain studs being permissible while on active duty).

The boys were now ready to be dressed in their ceremonial full-dress uniforms. Naturally the first item was the revolutionary LUP (latex uniform pack), a miracle of 25th century technology.
Each boy stood on top of a pack ( a flat pink box marked “RRS, ceremonial, 1st Lt in the case of Andy and “RRS, ceremonial, 2nd Lt for Stevie and Robin), legs apart, arms held out. After a moment there was a low humming noise and, apparently from nowhere, a pink fluid appeared and, starting with their pretty feet, proceeded to engulf each boy. It rose slowly up their shapely, slender long legs and thighs. On reaching the crotch area their peenies were neatly pushed back between their legs and each boy gave a little whimper as the liquid penetrated his shapely bottom. A pause resulted in the production of a gap between the tops of the legs and production of a sweet mound at the front as genitals were neatly tucked away; at the rear the shapely bottoms were made even more attractive as their arse cheeks were separated and lifted up slightly. Rising up from the waist the liquid appeared to exert a slight corseting effect as the slender waists were narrowed and then the boys’ pretty breasts were augmented as the pink liquid flowed over them and raised the nipples and increased their sensitivity, this effect noticeable as each boy gave a little sigh of satisfaction as his breasts were covered. The liquid then rose to their necks and down their arms finally encompassing their hands. At the neck, the liquid appeared to pause and then produced a collar and a cleavage down to the breasts. On the collar there now appeared the regimental crest (a pair of high-heeled boots surmounted by the crown) and rank badges. The liquid then ceased to be a liquid and solidified into what appeared to be a skin-tight layer of latex, shiny and pink, a final movement being the formation of epaulettes on each shoulder. This is exactly what it was. Less obvious was the fact that it was bullet-proof, very thin but incredibly strong, cool in hot climates, warm in cold climates. This special latex was in fact the product of years of research involving rubber producers, AI and advanced computer and chemical technologies coming together to produce this revolutionary fabric, a true marvel of the 25th century.

The three pretty boys were now enveloped in tight pink latex with the added attractions of slight but continual movement of the penetration in their sweet bottoms as well as continual stroking of their breasts; more than enough to keep them permanently in a state of mild sexual excitement, especially as their peenies were firmly held in place and quite unable to move. The computer enhancements to the LUP’s could be varied according to requirement to produce different results; it had been found that constant mild sexual excitement was the most appropriate for the boys of the Royal Regiment of Sissies.

The rest of their dress uniform owed less to the latest technology but was impressive nevertheless. Opera length pink gloves in the finest leather were drawn up each arm; the gloves being embellished with the regimental crest and rank insignia and fastened at the wrist with a diamond clasp. Although it was probably not in line with regulations, the boys’ fingers were liberally adorned with ruby and diamond rings.

Next came the amazing ceremonial dress uniform boots. The field boots worn by the Royal Regiment of Sissies were pink knee-highs in finest leather with a modest 5” heel. However the ceremonial dress boots were a much more glamorous crotch- high with a silver, stiletto ballet heel. Also in the finest pink leather, the boots were embellished with silver facings and, again, the regimental crest and crown on each thigh and on the cruelly pointed toe. The combination of dagger like heel and pointed toe meant that the area in contact with the ground was very tiny and the boys had undergone long training sessions to enable them to walk in these incredible boots especially as they were required to walk like cat-walk models, arrogantly putting one leg directly in front of the other as they strutted along. An extra embellishment on the boots was ceremonial silver spurs studded with diamonds. It was a regimental tradition that the spurs became more extravagant with increasing rank and Andy noted that his new ones were more elaborate with more diamonds than those fastened on Stevie’s or Robin’s boots. He knew that the spurs on a general’s boots extended to covering almost all of the foot and well up the calf as well as having multiple silver wheels- one day perhaps! Ceremonial silver daggers with diamond studded handles were placed in a special sheath at the top of each right boot. A broad pink leather belt was then fastened low on each waist and a coiled ceremonial pink leather whip with a diamond studded silver handle was fastened to the belt on the left hip. Multiple silver lanyards were fastened through each epaulette and under the arm completed the outfit.

The final addition was the fitting on to each boy of his dress cape. In finest pink latex, the capes were  floor length, very full and fastened at the neck with extravagant diamond clasps. They had very high stiff collars which framed the head and beautiful made-up faces of the boys. Like the boots, the capes had silver embellishments and had rank insignia and regimental crests on the left breast

Andy remembered the first time he had worn this uniform in public; at the passing out parade at the Academy. Rows of newly commissioned officers parading past the Colonel of the regiment; each pretty sissy splendidly turned out, their long latex capes blowing in the wind behind them, each beautifully made-up sissy face turning to the right to give the salute with their gloved right hand; the rhythmic beat of their ballet heels as they marched like cat-walk models one leg in front of the other in turn; their pink latex uniforms and crotch-high pink leather boots gleaming in the bright sunshine. He remembered that Aunt Jane had been in the audience dressed in a quasi-military costume of her own; shiny black latex cat suit, thigh-high ballet boots, opera length black latex gloves, a long shiny black latex cape with silver patterns embossed on it, a long black leather whip with a silver handle coiled and fastened at her right hip, dripping with jewellery; an elegant and proud figure as she watched her pretty nephew and his friends on parade. He remembered how proud she had been after the parade as he had greeted her with his deepest curtsy, before kissing the tip of her boot and then the back of her gloved hand. He loved his Aunt Jane who had brought him through his journey into femininity with such firmness and discipline where necessary but he often found her soirées an ordeal – too many hands (men and women)  brushing “accidently” against his pretty bottom or breasts and making quite scandalous suggestions!

These thoughts were interrupted by Stevie calling “come on, Andy, your Aunt’s air-limo is here, let’s get moving, your Aunt won’t be best pleased if we are late!”. With that the three beautifully arrayed boys strutted off down the corridor to get the lift up to the air-park on the roof for the short hop in her luxurious air-limo across to her Town house in Belgravia. How would the soiree go?

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