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  Welcome to Wednesday, we have lots of fun and bits and bobs for you and we start with something I have been tinkering with,you will recognise the art and characters but it's just a little fantasy version.

This passed week saw the release of Helene Fischers new single and video and I for one LOVE IT, the song is brilliant and the red outfit in the clip is stunning.

Enjoy

Love that.

Now lets see what delights our dear Amber has sent us, well it seems Andy has woken a little confused was that night with Keira and Emma just a dream?

He even had time to dream about Aunt Jane and who wouldn't

Was it just a dream?

No it was not, the dream was real and so had the night and he could still feel that kiss on each cheek

Ok, we haven't caught up with a solo traveller for some time. These ladies have the most amazing adventures but sometimes things are not quite as they seem.

Here are a couple of things from my own collection of saved captions, total credit to the creators

What nothing from the ever brilliant Skinnie....Fear not,I mean Wednesday would not be the same.

This is Skinnie's brilliant press release documenting the release of Aunt Janes fashion range.

Most of this is on Patreon, but this I needed to share with you all here.

The Launch of Jane Style Fashion

JaneStyle: Classic Discipline, Modern Shine

JaneStyle arrives with the confidence of a brand that understands one of fashion’s most enduring truths: elegance does not need to whisper, but it must always be controlled. This is not a collection chasing novelty for its own sake. It is a composed, deliberate fusion of heritage tailoring and contemporary gloss, where the familiar language of the mature woman’s wardrobe is sharpened, polished, and reimagined for a new generation.

At the heart of the JaneStyle look is contrast. The brand takes the architecture of classic womenswear — the black tailored coat, the silk or satin blouse, the pencil skirt, the structured blazer, the polished evening silhouette — and introduces materials more often associated with subculture, nightlife, or avant-garde fashion: high-gloss latex, patent leather, and vinyl. The result is surprisingly refined. Rather than feeling costume-like, these surfaces are disciplined by cut, proportion, and restraint.

The standout combination is the pairing of a soft, lustrous blouse with a high-shine black latex pencil skirt. It is a look built on tension: fluid fabric against sculptural gloss, classic tailoring against modern edge, softness against precision. The blouse brings warmth and movement, while the latex skirt gives the silhouette a clean, almost architectural clarity. Its reflective surface catches light in a way traditional suiting fabrics never could, turning a familiar shape into something strikingly contemporary.

JaneStyle’s use of black is particularly effective. In lesser hands, black latex and leather can dominate a look, but here they are balanced by cream, ivory, taupe, champagne, and soft neutrals. These tones soften the severity of the gloss and allow the pieces to remain elegant rather than aggressive. The mature woman’s wardrobe is not abandoned; it is intensified. A black coat becomes more dramatic, a pencil skirt more sculpted, a blouse more luminous by comparison.

The clothes are designed to complement the feminine figure through structure rather than excess. The waist is defined with belts and high-rise cuts, the shoulders are sharpened through tailoring, and the skirt line follows the body with clean confidence. The effect is graceful and controlled: the body is celebrated through proportion, polish, and silhouette. JaneStyle understands that glamour for the elegant mature woman is not about revealing more, but about refining the line until every element feels intentional.

What makes the brand especially interesting is its generational conversation. JaneStyle does not present maturity and youth as opposites. Instead, it allows the same design language to pass between them. The mature look is luxurious, composed, and commanding; the younger interpretation is lighter, more fluid, and subtly androgynous. A tailored jacket, a fine knit, a clean trouser, a glossy accent — these become shared vocabulary rather than separate wardrobes.

This is where JaneStyle makes its boldest move: it blends gendered codes without erasing elegance. The masculine traditions of tailoring — sharp jackets, structured trousers, clean black suiting — are softened through fabric, finish, and styling. Meanwhile, the traditionally feminine elements — gloss, defined waists, pencil silhouettes, silk blouses — are given modern strength. The result is not a confused hybrid, but a seamless fashion language where gender becomes less a boundary and more a styling spectrum.

For the younger gender-fluid market, this approach feels especially strong. JaneStyle does not simply shrink or simplify mature luxury. It translates it. The confidence of the older woman’s wardrobe becomes a framework for self-expression: polished, intelligent, and poised, but with enough edge to feel current. The younger look borrows the authority of classic fashion while refusing to be fixed by traditional categories.

JaneStyle’s success lies in its restraint. The latex shines, but the tailoring leads. The leather adds edge, but the silhouette remains elegant. The vinyl introduces modernity, but the palette stays refined. This balance gives the collection its credibility. It feels luxurious because it understands when to push and when to hold back.

In a market often divided between heritage fashion and youth-driven experimentation, JaneStyle proposes something more sophisticated: a wardrobe that moves across generations, across gender expression, and across the boundary between classic and daring. It is fashion for women who know themselves, and for a younger generation learning that elegance can be fluid, modern, and fearless.

JaneStyle is not merely adding shine to classic fashion. It is polishing tradition until it reflects the present.

HEAR WHAT THEY’RE SAYING ABOUT JaneStyle

The internet is abuzz about JaneStyle.   SkinnieS has been busy compiling some highlights from Social Media for everyone’s go to blog  SmoothSlick’n’Shiny:

@Bergman&Knightley
We have to hand it to Lady Jane @JaneFullerton-Jones, this is exactly the collection that masterful women and dutiful boys everywhere have been waiting for.   We are happy to be stocking #JaneStyle in our B&K Stores.   #B&K    #SissyFashion  #Mistress  #Style  #Elegance  #B&KBoy

@VOQUE

A must for this season.  #JaneStyle

@MistressMonthly
Exactly what the stylish mistress has been waiting for #JaneStyle.   Perfect tailoring for you.  Sophisticated designs for your sub.   

@FashionDaily

I’m already obsessed by #JaneStyle   The must have for this season; the must have for your younger lover.  #YoungLover  #FashionFanatic  #Obsessed   #Latex  #Leather  #Vinyl  #PVC

@AmberCaprice
Absolutely fallen in love with this first collection! Jane has always shown a sense of Fashion style, classy and elegant without being overly sophisticated; exactly what modern mature women are looking for today, both for themselves and their potential younger partners. - We'll be certain to see more of this in the months and years to come! Thanks again to Andy's team for the gorgeous advertising photos.   #JaneStyle

@MistressMonthly
From now on you’ll never need to worry about being seen in public with your sub.  Your obedient boy (or girl) will always have an outfit to match you and your mood. #JaneStyle #Mistress  #Sub  #Submissive

@AmberCaprice

J’adore #JaneStyle.  ❤️   Perfect for any Kitty.    Miaow!!! 😻   #SuperKitty

@RealDonaldThump
PAH!   EVERYONE KNOWS THAT I #POTUS AM THE GREATEST FASHION DESIGNER IN THE WORLD.  FACT!!  IN COLLABORATION WITH AMAZON (JEFF BEZOS – GREAT GUY) MELABIA #FLOTUS WILL BE LAUNCHING HER NEW COLLECTION IN THE ROSE GARDEN NEXT YEAR TITLED ‘FOR HAPPY WIDOWS”.  THANK  YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS MATTER!

@AuntiesGuide

Well done @JaneFullerton-Jones for the launch of her marvellous new collection JaneStyle What the well-dressed Auntie will want to wear;  what your boy is going to wear.   No questions.   Your boy will always be fit for public display.  Simply superb!  #Auntie  #FemDom  #FemBoi  #Submissive  #Sissy  #JaneStyle

@SkinnieS

Count me in!  #JaneStyle.   

@SissyTrends

We just love the new collection from #JaneStyle This is what we’ve been waiting for all these years.  You need no longer feel trapped in a maid’s dress (though we do all love that).  Wear an outfit that your Aunt or Mistress will be happy with.   Wear androgenous styles that will keep people guessing right down to your heels or ballet flats.   #Sissy #Femboi

@BriannaDemonet
I love the concept! Does she design gender-fluid intimate apparel too?

@VictoriasSecret(Internal)
Thank goodness #JaneStyle collection doesn’t include lingerie or bedroom wear.

@Bergman&Knightley

Come and see the red carpet gala launch of the new #JaneStyle collection at our Knightsbridge store on Saturday 30 May.  The launch will be attended by Lady Jane and her nephew Andy.   Full roll-out from Monday 1 June.   Open for pre-orders now.
#JaneStyle  #B&K   #B&KKnightsbridge  @JaneFullerton-Jones  @AndyLatex

@RealDonaldThumpCORRECTIONS
The reference to The Rose Garden in POTUS's earlier message should be replaced by The Concrete Wasteland.  #FORHAPPYWIDOWS

@AndrogenyStyle

Lady Jane’s years of experience guiding and preparing her nephew Andy shine through in her fabulous new collection JaneStyle.   Perfect for any lady.   Just as perfect any boy or girl or somewhere in between.  Like the latex, it’s seamless in the way it works for anyone.   @JaneFullerton-Jones  @AndyLatex  #JaneStyle  #Latex 

@B⚥y?™
JaneStyle’s androgenous range for sissies and fembois can be found at your nearest B⚥y?™ Store.   #B⚥y?™   #JaneStyle

@Bergman&Knightley

Bergman&Knightley  will be stocking the full androgenous range of #JaneStyle in its flagship Fem-Me store in Knighstbridge from June 2026.  @Fem-Me  #Feminisastion  #FemBoi  #Androgeny

@FemboyFashions!

Time to get your boy to B&K (again).   You must get your femboy dressed in JaneStyle for this season and more.   #Femboy #Femboi #B&KBoy  #JaneStyle

@JaneStyle
We are pleased to announce the future launch plans for JaneStyle.  
- Autumn 2026 the JaneStyle Lingerie Collection.   Perfect Christmas gifts for the one(s) you love.

- Spring 2027 the JaneStyle Bedroom Collection.

- Summer 2027 the JaneStyle Office

- Autumn 2027 JaneStyle Private Collection
#JaneStyle

@RhysJenner

Can’t wait to try JaneStyle.   I’ll be there at there at the launch party.    #JaneStyle  #Femboi #Fem-Factory  #BoysWillBeGirls

@VictoriasSecret(Internal)

@JaneStyle

We are pleased to announce the future launch plans for JaneStyle

- Autumn 2026 the JaneStyle Lingerie Collection.   Perfect Christmas gifts for the one(s) you love.

- Spring 2027 the JaneStyle Bedroom Collection.

- Summer 2027 the JaneStyle Office

- Autumn 2027 JaneStyle Private Collection

#JaneStyle 

Oh bugger!

@Bergman&Knightley

AN APOLOGY: Due to high demand and pre-ordering, roll out of #JaneStyle will be restricted to our stores London and Brighton until September 2026.  Sorry.  😔

@BraboTV

**STOP Press**  BraboTV is pleased to announce an exclusive collaboration with JaneStyle  for Season 4 of ‘The Real Sissies of Beverley Hills’.   Both Hosts and Sissies will all be wearing JaneStyle during this season.   #JaneStyle #BraboTV  #RealSissies  #TRSoBH  

@E11e

Have you caught the buzz about #JaneStyle ?   Catch-up now in this month’s edition with an exclusive interview with designer, business woman and entrepreneur Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones.    #JaneFullerton-Jones

@RhysJenner

@Fem-Factory will be stocking  #JaneStyle  from Autumn 2026.   

@TVQuirck

See this week’s TVQuirck for our five minute interview with Andy Latex, star model for JaneStyle, the clothing collection that everyone’s talking about.  Find out about his long standing love for all things Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones.  #AndyLatex  #JaneStyle

@SkirtEm!

If you’ve been nervous about putting your boy in a skirt, hesitate no longer.   The new collection from JaneStyle  is the perfect compromise.   Sweetly androgenous while effortlessly feminine.   And while it may pain us to say it at Skirt’em!, there are also  gorgeous pants and shorts in leather, vinyl or latex.  Perfect for any femboi or sissy.  #FemBoi #Sissy  #Feminisation  #Sissification  #JaneStyle

Wednasday Bits And Bobs

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Hi Everyone

    Here we are on a Wednesday and that means we have the chance to catch up on a few little bits and bobs.

  Starting with some wonderful Translations of my work by the delightful Girlie Morgane.

Thank you my dear friend XXX

Now just a few bits I have come across on my travels this week.

Don't you think these stockings are gorgeous,So elegant, classy and sexy. Perfect for showing off our Andy's legs

Now a couple of cute captions. I find captions so inspiring.

And finally, but no means least a sweet short story from our dear Skinnie Stallion, all neatly wrapped about my art.

Something Sweet: Inspection

It might only be a light buffet lunch but it still required preparation.  It still took time. And he’d almost been on top of things when Jane demanded that he change and tidy up before her guests arrived.

“Ready or not, here I come,” said Jane walking into his bedroom and sitting down on the stool of his vanity unit. He froze.  He loved his Aunt but she still struck awe in him.  ‘Sturm und Drang’ had nothing on how he felt about her.  “Now darling, let me see.”   He did at least appear to be dressed and ready, and  he had managed to tidy most of his bedroom, although there was still a muddle of toys and cuddlies on the floor.   

“It really isn’t necessary Auntie,” he mumbled in embarrassment.  

“I’m afraid it is, darling, I need to check,” said his Aunt firmly.   “Now come over here.  I want you to look your best with the ladies coming round.”   

Andy stood sheepishly in front of her.   He felt flustered.   He just hoped the quiche wasn’t overcooking.  Now that he’d finally felt he’d mastered the Aga, he didn’t want them ruined.   It was such a nuisance having to redo his make-up, but Jane had insisted on him changing out of his customary black maid’s dress into pink.   And with peep-toed slingbacks, he’d even had to do his toenail varnish as well as everything else.  

Pink!  It was really too much.  What was wrong with black?  Black was traditional.  Maids wore black.  Black was what he wore when he was Andy the Housemaid.  He’d even got used to visitors seeing him in black.  And a dress.  And heels.    But pink was different   Pink was for sissies.  He didn’t mind pink when it was just him and Jane together.  Pink was for their special moments together. Pink was for when he was her personal boudoir maid. A lady’s maid.  She knew the effect it had on him.   When he was in pink, he was hers.  Not that he wasn’t the rest of the time, but pink changed things.  

When he was in black, whether it be a taffeta or latex, he could pretend that he was just role playing.   It might have taken him months to accept it, but he liked being a maid.   Especially when he was in latex.  A delicate feminine maid in latex.  Black latex. He might be wearing make-up and a dress, but he could still think of it as one of their little games.   Waspie corset: just part of the uniform.   Translucent latex stockings: they looked so much better than nylons or fishnets?  High heels:  like was he really going to wear a dress without heels?   It would be against nature, like wearing his latex leggings or PVC pants with a pair of flats.   Of course he was going to wear stiletto ankle boots. High heeled courts or slingbacks were obviously ‘de rigeur’ with a maid’s dress: it was only polite etiquette.   All totally sensible.  

Yes, Black was fine.  Even the white lace trimmings were fine.   Hummingbird: well, only he and Auntie knew, and she did like her little treats and surprises.

But Pink was different.   Pink made him vulnerable.  Pink made him acknowledge his true self.   Pink meant he was a girl.   A boy who was a girl. A boy who wanted to be a girl.  A boy who did was his Auntie told him.  A boy who was subservient. A boy who acknowledged female superiority.  Everything pink except for the lace trimmings and his pinnie.   Even his Hummingbird was pink with a shiny pink jewel in its base.  ‘Her special jewel’, Jane called it, but he wasn’t sure that was just the plug.  

Aunt Jane looked him up and down.  He quivered with nerves and anticipation. He felt a surge of relief that he was ready in time, and tried to stay calm as he stared longingly at his Aunt.  “Yes, quite presentable,” she said.   But he could smell the aroma rising from the ovens as he felt the timer go off.  He began to feel different kind of surge and a strain against his latex panties.

“Auntie, I need to …..”

Jane raised a finger to her lips and he fell silent.   Her finger circled in the air and then reached down to the hem of his skirt.  It lingered teasingly flicking the pelmet.   He gulped.   His quiches might spoil.  They didn’t have time for this.   Not before her guests arrived?   And his quiche!   What about his quiche?   But for Jane, his gorgeous Auntie: he could never say no.    “Please, Auntie,” he uttered pleadingly, as he started to rise to the occasion.

 And then she reached forward with both hands and lifted the hem of his skirt.   There was no way he could hide his feelings.  “Oh isn’t it sweet, just peeking out.”   He took deep breaths trying to recover himself.  “You know Andrew, I think this has only been happening since I put you into pink,” she observed.

“Yes, Auntie,” he said, unable to hide his embarrassment.  And ‘Yes,’ he thought,  ‘ever since you insisted on using my Hummingbird as the oven timer.’  Bluetooth was a wonderful thing.  Once Jane realised the range it had in Fullerton Towers, she’d dispensed with her bell for summoning his services.   A flick of her phone and he could be with her at the merest buzz.   It didn’t matter where in the house he was working.   If she had an appointment, the alarm setting worked perfectly: a  personal reminder service. Normal alarms and timers were dispensed with.  He no longer had an oven timer, he had to ask his Aunt to set a reminder. Even the gates and front door were wired to a transmitter to keep him alert to every arrival. Different frequencies for different   She liked to keep on top of all the comings and goings (but especially the cummings) at the House and, with his Hummingbird, he was perfect for the task: her fully Bluetooth enabled maid.  

She made him stand and wait.   The oven alert continued to go off.  Surely she could hear it  buzzing.   He was getting desperate. He could feel the strain increase against his latex panties.   It wasn’t only his quiches that were getting overheated.  They’d have fully risen by now, and he was rapidly following.   He lifted his arm to cover his eyes.  He mustn’t look at her.   That was only making things worse..If she touched him now he’d be undone.   But she loved his little reactions.  Her call and response.  

“I can see a nice little cummie,” said Jane.  “It’s so cute, Andrew.  Whatever are you thinking?”  She thought his ‘little cummies’, as she called them, were sweet.  It was only a little leakage at this stage but his feelings were obvious.  Was it her?  Was it the Hummingbird?  Was it both?   Whichever, she could make him do it every time.  Sometimes with a little contact.   Sometimes with a lot, but every time without fail.   “You really are a pink girlie.”  She reached between his legs and patted the base of his Hummingbird.  That didn’t help at all. “You’re such a jewel.”  He felt something damp trickle on to his thigh.  “Now if you’re going to get stiffies, I think your panties are going to have to come off.”

‘And so it begins,’ he thought..  ‘Please Auntie, please.   Tell your guests we’re not at home.  Tell them to come an hour later.  Please!’ he wanted to blurt out but couldn’t bring himself to admit it.   It would mean admitting that he was her sissy.  

She continued to appraise the source of his embarrassment.   “If you’re going to leak, there’s no point in getting damp panties.   It’s going to trickle down your leg whichever way.   And it will make it easier for your inspection.”   

“Inspection?” 

“Yes, inspection.   The Sisterhood will want to see how you’re progressing.   It’s why I wanted you in pink today.”

“The Sisterhood?”

“Yes, The Sisterhood.   Who did you think was coming for lunch?   They want to check on your progress.   I’m still trying to convince them that you don’t need to wear one of those silly devices.  They’ll be wanting to have a look, so it’ll be easier if you’re not in panties.   I’ve been telling them you don’t need one so do try to be good.   Some of the Mistresses are very pretty and they’ll all be in latex or leather so do try and have some control.”

“Don't worry Auntie.   I’ll be OK provided I don't look you at or think about you.”

“Thank you honey, you’re so sweet.   Or think about Will, I guess?”

“Yes, Will too.   I won’t think about you nor Will.  And please don’t trigger my Hummingbird.”

“Would I do a thing like that, darling?” his Aunt replied with a wry smile and an arched eyebrow.  “Now panties off, honey.    It’ll make it easy for me to see you’re getting  too excited.”

“Yes, Auntie.    But I do need to think about my quiches,” he said and started to scurry downstairs to the kitchen.

“Remember to get those panties off darling, please,” Jane called after him.   She did hope he would do well this afternoon.  The pink was having its desired effect.   He would be her Boy.   The Sisterhood would see that.  And they could see how she treated her Boy if they wanted.   

He was such a darling.   What was a little leakage between friends?  And there would so much more to come.   Her young sissymaid would deserve his reward.   But that could come tonight after her guests had gone.   She’d enjoy something savoury and hot.  Something more than quiche.   Her little jewel.

xxxx

Andy

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Hi Everyone

    Ok here we are with the second clip show, featuring classics and forgotten posts from the past 11 years., plus a few new items just to sweeten the pot. 

  Now I do apologise but there will be no posts next week, this is because I will be away visiting friends over new year, hopefully I am there right now. However we will all be back bright and shiny the following week.

Happy new year and huge big hugs

XXX

Andy

Wednesday, 13 April 2022

 Hi Everyone

   Welcome to a quick Wednesday round up. I hope to get this back to normal as soon as possible, but until then we have three super sweet treats.

    First one of my favourite TV presenters has stepped in front of the Smooth slick n shiny lens to reveal the Kink beneath the conservative image.

    So here is Beautiful BBC Breakfast presenter Sally Nugent at the recent BBC sport awards as we can only dream of seeing her.

That was from last years ceremony and as yet the S.S.n.S Lens has not yet uncovered anything from this years show, (we are searching) however, that is not to say the gorgeous Sally Nugent (51) has not sent the twittersphere into meltdown with a very knowing picture posted on Instagram, I mean OMG those legs!!!!!!!

Thursday, 1 June 2017

Clip of the week : Ola Jordan in pink Latex

Hi Everyone

  Sorry for that little break and a thousand thank you's for the kind messages.I do not write expecting such a response so it gladdens my heart when you are all so kind. I greatly appreciate your kindness.

XXX

 Happy to say my head is far straighter than it was this time last week, a state helped and aided by this little event which occurred over the last bank holiday here in the UK. I was away visiting my friends. (hello Sheila, hello Gi and P, XX) and when i returned I had 4 different  messages in my in box pointing me to watch the TV show Loose women. (Thanks Lou, Alisia, Goodnight and 1980) and so I went on the ITV Hub which holds all the programmes on that channel over here and sat to watch. Apart from seeing a lady i met a few times when we were young on it, I was totally underwhelmed, but then, about 50 Minutes in, this happened.

Ola Jordan, one of the dancers from BBCs Strictly come dancing show, appeared,  squeezed into this amazingly tight and beautifully polished pink Latex dress. This was on daytime TV at 12 noon! To say my heart rushed would have been and understatement, she has always been one of my favourites on the show and to see her like this. Was astonishing. She looked amazing and the dress rippled and clung like it had been melted on,which under those lights it possibly was.
However despite the perfection of her appearance Ola really did not seem too impressed with our favorite material. Believe me Ola no one else was complaining and it was kind of exciting to see her pulling at it and trying to arrange herself to get comfortable. It reminded me of my wonderful friend Sheila and how she was the first time I got her to wear a Latex dress.

It is a classic Latex dress now , seen so many times, but never gets dull,and if it was to get dull, Aunt Jane would find a way of making money for Charity from it, as poor sweet Andy discovered.

I remember siting down and writing this next post, I had never done it before whilst in my feminine persona, it was so much fun, but i gained a respect for sectaries, because typing ain't easy with long glossed nails, 

Tuesday, 2 September 2014

Fantasy come true

Hi everyone

  Last week I was on Holiday with friends and I promised to post a item whilst as my feminine incarnation Amanda Keira. Well I had it done but one thing and another got in my way and it never got posted.

  So as promised here it is.

XXXXX 

Hi everyone

  This Is Amanda Keira Louboutin here, Hi XXXX.

Andy has been glossed over for a few days and so I am writing this entry for him. I am visiting my dear friends for a few days. Most important of all it gave Andy the chance to spend some very naughty time with his/our very bestest lady love, 20 years his senior but OMG! she is so amazing!.   Andy also had the pleasure of falling, very willingly, into the clutches of the Lady who first created Amanda Keira, from a blushing silly and awestruck young Andy.

  Gi first created Amanda,( thats me) a few years ago and has been refining me ever since. She gets so much pleasure from making me up and I can sit for hours happily letting her. I love having my make up done, watching the transformation from Andy to Me, Amanda Keira Louboutin, ,Maid, companion and Niece.

  Anyway, this weekend Gi went beyond anything before. We were talking the last time i visited and I let slip a fantasy of being mistaken for a girl and kidnapped to become part of an Arab Princesses Harem. When it is discovered I am not entirely femme, I become very valuable and become her pampered favourite. Eventually becoming so transformed by the Princesses other slave girls that I am totally unrecognisable even to those who come looking for me. Finally I realise there is no way back and I surrender to my new life as a pampered perfumed feminised Harem Boy

 Anyway, this weekend part of it came true, not the Kidnap fortunately, but Gi got out her make up chest and I do mean chest and .....well here are a few images to give you a taste of my weekend.

Friday, 17 April 2015

A favorite picture

Hi Everyone

  This is just a cheap excuse to post a picture of Keira Knightley, but heck it is my blog so as editor in chief I can get away with it. You know when you are feeling a little flat, down and dull and need a little brightening up, we all have favorite thing, a pic or idea, that re boots us. Well this is mine. I just look at this picture of Keira and feel so excited and inspired. I just love , her make up, the bronzed tone. I love her hair, the cut and style and those eyes and lips, 'Sigh'

  Well that is my excuse and I am sticking to it like a sissy dipped in honey.

     Take care All

XXX

Andy

Just had a thought, how can I improve on perfection.

Simple, just add a little shine.

XXX

Tuesday, 8 December 2020

   Next up a stunning little clip sent to me by our dear friend Skinnie Stallion and the sweet CapriciousAmber, My Kitty. It is from the year 1937 and features......well click on this and be amazed. 

Remember 1937!!!!!

   Now The thumbnail might look odd, but that is deliberate, to hide the amazing content, so believe me you will not be disappointed . 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6cr2pS9U308&feature=emb_logo

Wasn't that amazing,the perfect Latex Governess from 1937!!!

Friday 30th December 2022

What? did you think I would forget it was Friday and what Friday is complete without drifting away on the delights of our wonderful friend Christeen's art.

Here we have a selection of personal favourites from her classic collection.

Monday, 17 December 2018

New Art: "Night of the Living Planet"

Hi Everyone.

   Needed to update this, completely forgot to add a lovely add-on story by our friend Sweet Stevie. It is beneath the art work and although some of the names are different  and it does not follow on from my own imaginings (which is because they were created apart from each other) it very much feels part of this world and this adventure.

 Please take time to read it.

 Big hugs and big BIG  hugs to Stevie too

XX

                               

Hi Everyone

   Time for new art and we have once again been whisked hundreds of years into the future to follow the daring adventures of Andy and his crew.

   This time, from a filing cabinet in the basement of S.S.S Towers, I have uncovered three pages from a classic serial entitled "Night of the Living Planet". This adventure, once thought lost, featured our Hero/Heroine as he searches for friends and crew members from an away team sent to investigate overwhelming and bizarre life readings from the surface of an unexplored planet.

 What he finds chills his hot blood to his kinky core.

Hope you enjoy and hope it tickles your collective imaginations.

XXX

Andy

Andy and the Sissy-Eating Plants

By 

Sweet Stevie

   

 Andy had to do something quickly. These revolting plants were eating his friends; Stevie and Robin who had passed out from the Academy at the same time as him, and that sweet new guy, Rupert, a very pretty newly-commissioned 2nd Lieutenant with luscious dark-blonde hair and a figure to die for and who looked particularly good in his ceremonial thigh boots! Andy would have joined them on the recce to this revolting planet  had he not been involved with testing the new tropical uniform.

The boffins were very proud of this new venture which consisted of a skimpy bikini, long gloves and thigh-high boots, or at least that is what it looked like.  It was, in fact, a one=piece like all the LUPs but appeared to be separate parts. The transparent areas between the pants and top could be adjusted so the sissy wearing the uniform was enabled to top up his tan if he wanted to, or he could block off the sun’s rays while still appearing to be clad in only a skimpy bikini. The boots were also integral and did not require a pair of field boots to be worn on top, the boots being made of a new latex/leather development so they could be incorporated in the LUP.

The testing had taken rather longer than expected but Andy had been pleased with the results, although he was a bit disappointed with the fact that the boots had only a 5 inch heel, the same as regulation field boots but he loved the long gloves. He was assured that another version for formal occasions was in the pipeline with ballet heels!

Yes, he had to do something quickly, but what? He had radioed the ship for a botanist, but he really did not know whether there was anyone with botany knowledge, much less whether they could do anything with these revolting green plants. Rupert had almost disappeared inside one and Stevie and Robin were quickly going the same way. What to do? At that point he looked down and realized that another of the plants was moving tendrils towards his pink boots. “Ugh!” he thought, it’s heading for me. However, he then realized that, although the tendrils were reaching out, as soon as one touched his boot it seemed to back off. Something about his boots? Then, he remembered the boffins had mentioned there were new additives in these latest LUPs, something to do with the adjustment for letting in the sun’s rays. Andy had not taken much notice of this, but now he realized he might have a way out and be able to rescue his friends. If the wretched plants could not stand his boots or the rest of his new uniform he might be able to fight them off.

He picked his dagger out of the pocket in the top of his boot and started cutting at the plant now wrapping itself about pretty Rupert, the new guy. Sure enough, as soon as Andy’s glove made contact the plant seemed to back off and he soon managed to cut away everything enveloping Rupert. Rupert emerged shaking, his uniform, boots and gloves covered in a thin layer of green slime; his make-up ruined! Andy realized that Rupert would not be happy about that, ever since he had joined Andy’s unit he had been punctilious about never appearing other than immaculately and heavily made-up.

“Keep away, Rupert”, Andy called “the horrible things seem to be frightened off by something in this new uniform, but I will soon have the others cut out and then we will get you all back up to the ship to be checked out by the medics” Within a few minutes the other plants had been sliced down and the other two guys released. “Thank you, sir” said a clearly shaken Stevie “you saved our lives”. “Less of the “sir”, let’s get you back up to the ship and cleaned up” cried Andy as he reached for his radio to call up the shuttle. With a short time all three shaken sissies were aboard and, as soon as they were comfortable, Andy ordered the shuttle back up to the ship away from the ghastly island which seemed to be infested with this sissy eating plant.

    TWO WEEKS LATER

The guys had been checked over by the medics. who found no permanent damage (apart from ruined uniforms and make-up) but the boys were checked into the sick bay for a few days as a precaution. Meanwhile, Andy had made his report to the boffins who had been very interested in what he had to say. They had been well impressed, this was the same Captain Watson who had seen off the Space Squids and the tyrannical Queen Bee, where would he go next? As for Andy, he had only recently received a beautiful set of Captain’s spurs inlaid with diamonds from his beloved Aunt Jane; would he be asking her for some Major’s spurs?

After a few days the guys had become bored with hanging around the medical facility clad in their tiny,  pretty pink, lace trimmed  satin baby-doll nighties and tiny matching panties along with fluffy pink bedroom slippers with 6 inch heels. Also, they were very soon spending a lot of time on their make-ups so that they would be immaculate for any visitors, Once, when Andy visited, after hugs and kisses, Rupert had disappeared and seemed to be in deep conversation with one of the boffins. “What was that about?” Andy wondered, but the turned back to his friend Stevie to discuss the new tropical uniform and its unexpected effects on the sissy-eating plants.

They were now all out of the medical facility, declared fully fit and they had an evening out planned in the new colonial town being built on this hot, tropical planet (on the mainland, not the island which appeared to be infested with the sissy-eating plants). Rupert had declared that there were a lot of hot hunks there employed in building and labouring who were always “up for it”. How Rupert knew this Andy did not know but clearly 2nd Lt. Rupert de Villiers Smith Graham was one to watch, Andy remembered that Rupert was a scion of a noble family with Earls and Dukes among his relations (of course Stevie himself was Earl of Delavan). The Royal Regiment of Sissies seemed to attract nobility.

That afternoon they had all showered and bathed together, differences in rank forgetten, then carefully did their make-up and now, pink, pretty and perfumed they stood on the boxes containing their new tropical uniforms, updated with the ballet boots which had been promised. As usual, a button was pressed and each boy stood, legs apart and arms out, to be dressed. As usual, the magic latex moved up the shapely legs, reached the groin areas, pressed their peenies into place and then gently penetrated each pretty bottom with the usual squeals from each boy! The latex continued on its inexorable, covering the pretty breasts and then the arms and hands in pink opera length gloves. Andy noticed that the gloves and boots each had rank insignia on them above the crown, his with the three pips of a Captain. Finally, each boy was suddenly raised up about 8 inches as the dagger like heels of the boots suddenly appeared and, all at once, they were standing on just the tips of pointed toes and the narrow stiletto heel.

At this point Andy noticed something rather odd. He had worn a tropical uniform before when he had rescued his friends from the sissy-eating plants, and the bikini part of the uniform, whilst tiny, had covered his shapely bottom and pretty breasts quite adequately. However, this uniform was almost indecent! The panties were nothing more than a thong almost fully exposing four very pretty bottoms (and the anal insertion seemed rather larger!). The tops barely covered their breasts and were really more of a bandeau than a bikini top; as for the breast stroking mechanism that seemed rather more active than usual and Andy felt himself aroused already!

 Seeing, Andy’s reaction Rupert said “I hope you don’t mind, sir, I had a word with one of the boffins who is an old friend of mine (we went to school together) and got him to do a few tweaks on a set of uniforms. The normal pants and bikini tops are O.K. for patrols but I thought for town something a bit more revealing might be better, what do you think?” “Well, Rupert” replied Andy, “I don’t seem to have much choice, do I? The others seem to quite like them”, he said, looking at the cheesy grins on Stevie’s and Robin’s faces.. “Come on, let’s get our spurs and capes on and we had better take our ceremonial daggers and whips, you never know what these hunky builders might try”. So saying, the four gorgeous friends went off to their waiting shuttle to see what their evening might bring, giggling excitedly, heels and toes ringing on the metal floor of the ship’s corridor, their splendid pink latex capes flowing behind them.

Friday 30th December 2022

Over the years I have created a few neat captions. Here are a few of my favourites

and finally a little naughty self-indulgence as I said I will be away visiting friends

Happy New year everyone 

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and like all movies these days if you have made it to the end of the credits you get the classic stinger, well here is s snippet from a story I am desperately trying to write............

COMING SOON

Paris

She stopped in the door to Andy’s room, it was early, the sun had woken her, but like all teenagers it would take more to rouse her beloved nephew. However at that moment she was not intent on waking the sweet young man, for as she watched she could plainly see he was in the middle of a dream. He moved slowly , gently writhing beneath the silken sheets that so perfectly contoured his slim body, his hand clearly defined ,resting on his boyhood. Jane took a breath, it was such a sweet sight, but one not uncommon in a boy Andy’s age.Yet seeing him, his eyes closed lips parted, revealing the heated emotions of the moment, she felt privileged.

    But what was he dreaming of, or rather of whom, for unless there was something very odd, he was not dreaming of his bike or his ever present football boots. No he was dreaming of someone.

   For a long moment she just relaxed against the door frame, the warm morning sun, filtered by the curtains gently illuminating the scene before her, so sweet, so innocent, so natural and then a word….. Auntie.

    Jane’s stomach tingled, it did not tense, it did not turn, but it tingled, he was dreaming of her. She smiled and wondered what naughty narrative that sweet young mind was weaving into his dreams.

   Distracted by the thought, Jane took a moment to realise his breath was deepening, his white teeth nibbling on his soft lips. For a second she thought of slipping away, this was his private moment and she had no right to intrude ,but he looked so beautiful, so sweet and yes, feminine bathed in the summer light, that she could no more turn away from him than she could a masterpiece in a gallery and then his breath came again and if the sound of her own whispered name made her tingle, the softly half sighed words made it melt. 

“Touch me……” he breathed, his body, slowly turning beneath the sheets, “Please touch me again”, A sign, a moan, his fingers softly caressing his boyhood as the dream deepened, but a dream of whom.

To be Continued

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