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.