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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.

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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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