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Friday, 2 February 2024

Trio of delights from Christeen

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On Patreon today
It's Friday which
means it is time for 
me to step up with 
a new piece of my
very own art.
This time we find
Andy in danger
It's a slightly darker
piece, but hopefully 
Aunt Jane is on hand 
to save the day





Hi Everyone
   Happy Friday, the week is done and that means it's time for Christeen to take centre stage with three more absolute gems .
  Big hugs and best wishes
XXX
Andy







Wednesday, 31 January 2024

Wednesday with Rubber H and more

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We are running a new story by
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In time it will appear on the main blog
but due to various things, it is
premiering over there.
XXX


Hi Everyone

  Sadly only time for a swift catch up and because we have so little time, lets get straight in with a superb stunning piece of art, featuring our blogs ultimate heroine, the gorgeous Keira Knightley.
This is by doctortarr over at deviantart and  comes with full permission to share and I you wanna see more follow the link, you won't be disapointed.
 https://www.deviantart.com/doctortarr23/gallery


Keira in Star Wars yes please, especially in the costume of an imperial assassin

Next a clip sent to me by our friend Andy X, I remember seeing this a while ago but can't ever recall sharing it here and with Aunt Jane taking on the iconic role of Emma Peel over on Patreon it seems the perfect time to share now.
  "Second thoughts" was a comedy show in Britain and in one episode the beautiful Belinda Lang's sexily haughty character, slips into this PVC Catsuit as Emma Peel at a costume party.

 Thanks Andy X




   So today we have something very special for the main course. 
   A story from our dear friend Rubber H .It features all our favourite characters, however, as ever, I must say this is part of the wider AndyVerse and not part of my own "Official" narrative.

  That said it is a classic RH story full of latex, bondage and domination. Expect the unexpected, this gets naughty. 


By the Chimney With Care

Copyright 2024 by RubberH

Another travel through the world of Andy Latex, with his permission


“Ding Dong, Ding Dong” the doorbell rang out.
Andy quickly trotted to the front door. It was especially difficult as he was wearing his new 6 inch stilettos. While he had eventually learned how to walk in the 5 inch ones, these were giving him a bit of trouble. It was difficult to properly sway his hips as he walked, but Aunt Jane would not be deterred. She had gone to a lot of trouble to have these made and delivered for him to wear this Christmas. Andy didn’t want to disappoint her, so he wore the new shoes every day for a week. He no longer stumbled, but on occasion he had to steady himself against a table or wall, especially if he had to get somewhere quickly.
He arrived at the door and before opening it, he checked himself in the mirror. Yes, his hair and makeup were just as Aunt Jane required. He straightened out his maid’s uniform. The latex had been freshly polished to a brilliant shine. He opened the door and on the front steps stood two women. 
The first was a blond woman about Aunt Jane’s age. She had steely grey eyes and rose red lipstick. The second woman was brunette and much younger; maybe Andy’s age or slightly older. 
“Is this the home of Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones?” the first woman inquired. Andy nodded yes. “I am Ms. Amber Williams and this is my assistant Persimmon. I am the professional party planner. May I come in or has Lady Jane changed her mind?”
“No, Ms. Williams. Aun..umm, Lady Jane is just busy in the library. Please come in.” said Andy.
The two women entered and Andy took their coats. Ms. Williams was wearing a tailored suit made of black leather. Persimmon was dressed in something altogether different: A neck to toe pink latex catsuit, with knee high white ballet boots and shoulder-length gloves.
“I…I will announce you to Lady Jane.” Stammered Andy.
“Never mind, I will announce myself.” said Ms. Williams, and walked down the hallway.
“Like what you see?” asked Persimmon.
Andy didn’t know what to say. Persimmon was extremely shapely and he could see that…Oh, so clearly, that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Her nipples and…and her nether regions were very pronounced!
“Don’t be shy.” Persimmon giggled. “Seeing that you are into latex as well, I bet that you’re starting to get hot and sticky.”
Andy knew that she was right. He watched as she walked around the foyer and into the Reception Room. The material was clinging tightly to her breasts and rear. Even though the maid’s uniform was very brief, with a very short skirt and a plunging neckline, the heat from the tight latex was causing him to slightly perspire.
Persimmon looked at Andy. “Lady Jane should lower the thermostat. Otherwise you are going to ruin your makeup, and that would spoil things.”
Andy started to reply when all of a sudden he heard a loud ‘crash’. It was coming from the library. He turned and rushed down the hallway. The heels caught on the carpet and he stumbled against the wall. He had to brace himself on a table to keep from falling. He reached the door and pushed it open.
There was Aunt Jane, lying unconscious on the floor. Ms. Williams was hovering over her, speaking on a phone. “Yes. Two ready for transport.” She said and looked at Andy. “Well, give it another couple of minutes…Persimmon.”
Andy felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned and a heavy spray of a stinging solution hit his face. He stepped back, stunned. His eyes watering and throat tightening. He felt the room spinning and his vision blurred….

The next thing he felt was a tightness all around him. Slowly he opened his eyes. Things were still blurry. His arms felt as if they were pinned to his sides and his legs pressed tightly together. He struggled but he couldn’t move. After several minutes he regained his sight. He was in a large room. Floor to ceiling windows looked over a night sky and numerous lit buildings.  There was something familiar about this place. He felt warmth to his left and he turned his head. He was next to a large fireplace that had been lit. As he regained more of his senses, he realized that he was encased from the shoulders down in a large, green latex …stocking? He tried to shake himself free but he had been hung on the mantle and some sort of harness prevented him from slipping off the heavy steel hook. Then he realized that something large had been thrust into his mouth and tied behind his head.  “MMMMM” he tried to shout, but it barely audible.
Looking around at the room, he saw that there was a Christmas tree in a corner and there were holiday decorations everywhere.
“Where am I?” he wondered. “Where’s Aunt Jane? Oh No! What did they do to her?”
“Click….click…click” came a sound from his right. He turned his head and saw a French Maid walking towards him. Then he heard more ‘Click…click..click” and another identical maid followed the first.
 He now realized where he was. He was in Mistress Nightshade’s home in Chicago. Chicago! How did he get here? These were Yvette and Yvonne, her twin sissy maids!
The two maids stopped in front of Andy. They looked at him and smiled. He remembered those looks as they had ravished him repeatedly for many hours as part of his reward for helping to recover the Domina’s priceless statue.  
Yvonne walked up to him and checked to make sure he was well secured. Then he began to rub himself slowly up and down against Andy’s encased body. Andy squirmed as Yvonne pressed harder and faster, now using his hands to also stroke Andy’s small breasts and nipples. Yvette stepped up and began to slowly kiss and lick Andy’s bare shoulders and then his neck. Up to the chin and the side of Andy’s face. Yvette began nibbling on Andy’s ear as Yvonne increased the speed and intensity of the rubbing. Andy remembered how this first felt and while he was embarrassed, he couldn’t help being aroused and despite his best efforts, he had succumbed, ending up ejaculating multiple times, leaving him spent and dazed…and yet secretly wanting more.
Suddenly, there was the sound of the front door opening. The twins stopped (much to Andy’s frustration) and stood side by side, facing the door. In a few moments a figure entered the room. The twins curtsied together.
Although still recovering, Andy saw the figure approach him. It was dressed in a baggy hooded sweatshirt and jeans. A pair of heavy soled work shoes on the feet. “Well, well. Look what we have here.” Said the figure as the hood was pulled back. Andy saw that it was a young man probably in his mid-twenties. He had shaggy brown hair and was smoking a cigarette. “Mom said that a delivery was coming. I hope that you were made comfortable.”
Andy once again tried to say something, forgetting that he was still gagged. The young man approached him and smiled. He tossed his cigarette into the fireplace. “Not comfortable? From what I heard, you love wearing tight latex, and I bet this is extra tight because this, as he pointed to Andy’s groin, shows you must really be enjoying it.”
The young man reached up and touched Andy’s gag. “Now.. Andy isn’t it? I’m going to take this off for the time being so we can have a nice little talk. Don’t scream or shout, or it goes back in.” he said as he removed the gag. Once it was out of his mouth, Andy could see that the gag was actually a small orange with a ribbon passing through it.
“Who are you? Why am I here?” Andy asked with a tremble in his voice.
“Ahhh, the usual questions that get asked.” Said the young man. “To start with, my name is Sydney. I am Mistress Nightshade’s son. You are here because …well because the Sisterhood didn’t quite know what to do with you while Lady Jane is serving her punishment.”
“Aunt Jane!” cried Andy. “Where is she? What have you done with her?”
“I haven’t done anything.” Said Sydney “It seems that she has once again, run afoul of the Domina. She embarrassed another member of the Sisterhood at that charity art exhibit. Do you remember it Andy?”
Andy tried to recall but he couldn’t. He shook his head.
“Members of the Sisterhood were asked to contribute pieces to a fund-raising gala. Does that ring a bell?”
Andy was silent.
Sydney smiled. “That little piece you posed for. Oh, that’s right. You probably never saw the finished job. Your Aunt Jane had decided to do something along the lines of Classic Greek sculpture. A statue of…”
Andy suddenly realized what it was.
“Aha!” said Sydney. “She had you dress up as a white cow and pose. What she probably didn’t tell you was that the piece was of King Minos’ wife Pasiplae and her being ravished by Zeus who appeared as a bull. You get the story now? (Sigh) The tale of the Minotaur?”
Once Sydney saw that Andy realized what the statue was about, Sydney continued “Well, once her little piece of art was delivered and seen by the gallery owner, it was too late to send it back. They had to close the entire exhibition room before the gala started. There were members of the Royal Household attending and to make it worse, it was for a children’s charity. Clearly in very poor taste.”
“But what happened to Aunt Jane?” Andy asked. Tears starting to flow as he feared the worst.
“Obviously she had to be punished. You know, I heard all sorts of stories from my folks about Lady Jane and I couldn’t figure out how she kept getting into these messes. Then I realized that despite her being a supposed dominant, I bet she actually craves the various punishments.”
Sydney snapped his fingers and Yvette brought him a scotch on the rocks. He sipped his drink slowly. “So my mom happened to be at the Gala and volunteered her and my dad to be in charge of the punishment. There was one complication..you. There was no need to punish you as well, so mom decided that you would be spending time here during the holidays. It seems she was quite taken with you when you were doing that little favor. She said you reminded her of someone, and I can’t disagree.”
Andy started shaking. “What are you going to do with me?” he asked. Sydney smiled “Well, we’ll get into that in a little while. Right now, I have to slip into something much more comfortable.” He finished his drink and left the room with the twins following close behind.
Andy hung in the latex stocking for over an hour. He tried to free himself, but he gave up, realizing that he was stuck there until someone took him down from the mantle.
He heard a clock strike eight and then he heard the three sets of footsteps approaching the room. Before him was..
Sydney, but very much different. He was dressed in a thin pink latex robe and wearing incredibly high heels. The shaggy brown hair was gone, replaced by a shoulder-length blond hairdo. His face was exquisitely made up with long eyelashes and blood red lipstick. In fact, except for his hair color, Andy saw that Sydney looked very much like…him. 
“You like?” Sydney mockingly asked. “I was surprised myself when mom showed me your picture. Go ahead and take a good look.”
Andy looked at the biggest surprises as he looked at Sydney from the front. Sydney was sporting a pair of huge breasts.
“Yes, they’re real.” Sydney said. “I’ve been on hormones for years, but my boobs needed a tiny bit of augmentation. 44 DD. Since my dad is a plastic surgeon he gave be these for my high school graduation. I have to really strap them down though when I go outside in my male clothes. I see that you’re also admiring something else.”
Andy looked and farther down was ..”Oh my …my” he exclaimed to himself. A very large bulge!
Andy blushed as Sydney opened his robe wide. “What do you like the most? These?” he said touching his breasts “Or these” as he took hold of his manhood. “Personally, I like them both, but I’ve decided to not go any further. No reassignment surgery. I’m already having the best of both worlds. Girls, boys and everything inbetween.” 
Sydney snapped his fingers once more and the twins approached him. Yvette kneeled facing him. Yvonne behind him, lifting up the back of his robe and placing his head under it. Sydney parted his legs and seconds later, the two maids began to pleasure him.
“The twins are ….mmmm…very good at….oooohhh…satisfying a person’s needs.” Sydney continued. “As you have already experienced.”
Andy watched as Sydney was serviced by Yvonne and Yvette. Besides Sydney’s moans of pleasure, Andy heard the constant sounds of slurping and licking. 
“Yes….I bet you felt the way I feel now, don’t you Andy? Sydney asked as he panted harder and harder. Then he had his release and yet the twins continued until he said “Stop”. The twins instantly ceased and began to clean him off.
“Did you enjoy watching that Andy?” asked Sydney. “Oh, you are so red! I didn’t think you were that shy.”
Sydney approached Andy and read the tag on the stocking “Merry Christmas to a good boy/girl, love Mom and Dad.” He said and then began to kiss Andy’s bare shoulders. “We are going to have a great time these next few weeks….”
“Weeks!” Andy exclaimed. 
“Relax.” said Sydney “You’ll be back in time for the new school year. We’re just keeping you out of trouble until your Aunt has served her time.”
“Please….Where is she?” Andy began crying.
Sydney sighed, “Your Aunty is right now at my parents’ vacation home in Norway. By now she has been sealed up in a latex pony suit and has been securely harnessed and bridled. She and another unfortunate will be pulling a sleigh for the duration. Now of course, two ponies aren’t enough to pull a huge sleigh, so a couple of extremely randy stallions will be sharing their load, and their stalls. Now, she hasn’t been told how long the punishment will be, but the worst part for her is that she will have no idea of what has happened to you. The affection she has for you is her weakness and that is her true punishment. No whips or humiliations would work on her, but her losing her precious Andy…that will be torture for her.”
 “Now, I heard a lot about you from my mother. The twins were especially fond of how you eventually overcame your hesitancy and started getting into it. You DID enjoy it?” Sydney asked.
Andy was still red from embarrassment. He didn’t want to tell Aunt Jane what fully happened, and he could not bear to tell Will what the twins had done with him, and how he had succumbed to their ministrations.
Sydney then kissed Andy full on the lips, before plunging his tongue as far in as he could. After a couple of minutes of invading Andy’s mouth, he stepped back.
“So Andy, we are having you join us for the holidays where we are going to have so…much fun. You, me, the twins…and your boyfriend Will.”


Cliffhanger!!!!!! This will conclude next week


As we are all now in shock I think we need a little tender care, where better to get it then in the tender arms of one of  kimisoytare's utterly gorgeous nannies .


Finally today a very very tantalisingly quick glimpse of Emma Bunton, (Love her) in a pair of deep and glossy pink Latex legging. If I find more of this I will update





XXX
Andy






Monday, 29 January 2024

New art, Embrace of the Lavalopoids

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We  have the pleasure
of a lovely new piece
of art from our
dear friend Christeen.
This is a pure classic
Christeen and I
love it.





Hi Everyone
  Hope you are all very well, I have been creating new art this weekend and we are soon to find Andy in some thrilling new situations both in heels and in football boots.
 However today we need to catch up on a piece previewed over on Patreon a few weeks ago. It's a piece that sees us return to the 25th Century to find, not Andy, but the gorgeous Col Wilma Deering in a very perilous and gooey situation.
  That said there is a character, high above her looking on and there is a rumour (started by our dear Lee) that this might be a clone, a clone of someone very dear to us all. Don't look away, more drama to come.
XXX
Andy






Friday, 26 January 2024

Friday with Christeen

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On Patreon Today
It's the last Friday of
the month and that means
we can share the latest
page in our brand new
Aunt Jane Calendar.
This time she fulfils 
a request made months 
ago and I can't think 
of anyone better to do so,




Hi Everyone
  Firstly sorry about the formatting issue with Skinnie's story, this platform can be a nightmare sometimes. I will try to sort it out.

   I hope you are all well my dear friends. I love Fridays not just because it is the gateway to the weekend, one this week I will have off from work, but it means super new art from our dear friend Christeeen.
 Love these, Enjoy
XXX
Andy







Wednesday, 24 January 2024

Wednesday round up and the return of Emma Watson

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Hi Everyone

Blog Legend Emma Watson showed off her new pixie cut and it looks incredible! The actress and activist has been sporting a new look, and it's definitely a head-turner and if I may carries a slightly androgynous look with it, not that I am complaining ,Emma looks stunning. 




Personally I am not convinced it is not a very clever and stunning piece of wigging, but can it really be all those years since we reported on that first stunning pixie cut? and look at the about and below images, I mean has she aged at all?


Now as promised and probably the only thing worthy of following Emma, A new story from our dear Skinnie Stallion.


His Lost Ball by Skinnie Stallion



A clock with a white face

Description automatically generatedAndy turned over, yawned and struggled to open his eyes. He felt cosy and warm, luxuriating between satin sheets in the thin latex baby doll negligée and lace bra and panties that his Aunt had presented him with yesterday. She wanted to reward him for being such a good boy while she’d been away.   The early sun was already glinting through the tightly drawn curtains.   He was sure he could hear voices downstairs. He fumbled for the alarm clock.   In the gloom, he made out the luminous hands: twenty past six.  Why were there people downstairs at this time?  There was only him and his Aunt Jane in the house.   He hadn’t planned to get Auntie her coffee till around eight.  Not after last night.  It had been nearly two before he’d made his way back to his bedroom.   At least he'd had Bill to cuddle there as a substitute for Auntie.    


A person holding a football ball

Description automatically generatedBut voices?  He’d better go and investigate.   He felt around on the floor for his mules.   No success.   He must have left them beside Jane’s bed.   That was a shame.   If needed, he could have brandished one of the heels as a weapon.   Most guys didn’t realise quite how sharp a girl’s heels could be.  He grabbed whatever was to hand.  He crept on to the landing.   Yes, there were definitely people talking.  He padded down the stairs in a sleepy haze. 

As he approached the bottom of the stairs, he was dazzled by the light. The sun must already be up.  The voices became clearer.  His Aunt was speaking:  “Your cold frame, Mr Jones?   Over the fence?   Yes, it is a mystery.   Let me take the ball and see if my nephew knows anything about it.”


What on earth was Mr Jones doing coming round at twenty past six?   Andy looked at the grandfather clock.  It was showing a few minutes after ten.  Ten!  He must have forgotten to set the alarm and overslept.   And his Aunt was already up.   Where did she get all her energy from?   She’d had a busy couple of days London, and wouldn’t have got to sleep last night till after two.   She’d wanted to make up for being away on Thursday night.


“Does he play?” asked a man’s voice.


“Oh, he likes to play,” said his Aunt, allowing quite a pause before adding, “…… but I thought he’d given up football.”   The colour drained from Andy’s checks.   Last night had been draining enough.   Auntie had seen to that. 


“Well, I definitely thought I heard someone kicking about in your back garden yesterday.”


A person wearing a white dress

Description automatically generated“I guess it might have been Andrew” surmised Jane, “but I didn’t know he had a ball.  He hasn’t played with balls in quite a while.”  


“But my wife said she only saw your maid.”     He’d been rumbled.   He should have gone round and asked for his ball back, but he ‘d been embarrassed about going next door wearing his maid’s uniform.  It had been silly trying to have a kickabout in 5” heels.


“Can we talk to him?”


“Oh, I don’t think so.   He’s still in bed with William.”  This was getting too much.  Andy turned on his heels and started to make his way softly back upstairs.


“William!?   The captain of the college team? I didn’t know ….”  


“No, silly!” exclaimed Jane.   “William: his teddy.  He likes cuddling up to William.  He likes a bear.”


“Oh, sorry.”


“Not that he wouldn’t like to cuddle the other one too.”  Andy let out an audible gasp and stumbled.   As he fumbled for the handrail he let go of Bill.  


“What!?   And what’s that?”


Lady Jane Fullerton-Jones turned to see a large Steiff bear bounce into the hallway.   “
That
is William.   And where William goes, Andrew cannot be far behind.   Oh, Andrew!   Please come down.   I’ve got Mr Jones from next door with me.”


Rumbled, Andy raced up the stairs.   He couldn’t be seen like this but he knew his Aunt would be persistent.   He grabbed a dressing gown from his bedroom, belted it tight.   He couldn’t let Mr Jones see him in his latex negligée.   


A person in a dress walking up stairs with a teddy bear

Description automatically generated


“Well that seemed to go OK,” said Andy trying to brighten the mood as his Aunt closed the front door.


“Yes.   It helped when I offered to pay for the repairs to Mr Jones’ cold frame.   But what else do you say?”


“Sorry, Auntie.  Thank you, Auntie.”


“I should think so too.   And there was me thinking you’d been such a good boy while I’d been away.”


“Sorry, Auntie.”


“And why didn’t you come down immediately when I called?”


“Sorry, Auntie.   I needed to get my dressing gown.   I didn’t want Mr Jones seeing me in my negligée.  And I remembered to remove my hair ribbon.   I didn’t want him suspecting anything.”


“Yes.”   Jane paused.  “Well, he might not have seen your negligée, but you forgot about your make-up and painted toenails.  I think you left him even more confused.”


“Sorry, Auntie.”


“Don’t say sorry.   I want you down on your knees polishing my pants and then you can clean the hall floor.   I don’t want any of the dirt from that nasty muddy football.   And afterwards, I’m going to enjoy puncturing your ball.   I want it thoroughly deflated.  The only inflation you’re going to be allowed today is when you’re polishing me.”


“Yes, Auntie.”


“I know you’re trying to be a good maid, but I blame Alex Scott for this.   I think she’s led you astray.  I’m banning you from watching ‘Football Focus’ starting today.”


“Oh, Auntie!”


  “And since you’ve been so naughty, I’m inviting Chantelle round to spend the night.   You can go to bed early, and I’m not letting you show off your new negligée: you can be in flannel pyjamas tonight. 


“Oh, Auntie!”


“And Andrew …..”


“Yes, Auntie?”


“And there’s no need for a cloth, darling.”


“Yes, Auntie.  Thank you, Auntie.”  And he knelt down with his can of SkinTwo Serum and set to work with his bare hands.  He knew it was going to be a while before his Aunt considered herself sufficiently glossed.

*******************************




And for those who might need an Alex Scott reference She is stunning. Here she is wearing the classic YSL Latex dress.


Now  a few images create by Kimisoytare over at Deviant art.

Titled Beauty as a Nanny I love the sweetness of these three in particular and funnily enough I have just been working on an Andy image with him in Pink Pants and White top. Great minds think alike it seems





See more of Kimisoytare's work here   https://www.deviantart.com/kimisoytare


XXX

Andy











Monday, 22 January 2024

New Art. The calm before the storm

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On Patreon Today
A super fun new
piece from the ever
superb Christeen.
It sees poor Chris 
in a very tricky
situation.
Love it.






Hi Everyone
  Sorry for being absent regarding mail and comments, but I have been given the chance to do something way outside my usual realm of work and it is taking up a lot of my time. Its a fun thing, purely for my own pleasure but hopefully might lead to more.
   Enough of that
      So lets complete the image shared on Patreon a week or two ago, the one with Andy looking all sleepy in his cute nightwear and dragging his ever loving William Bear along.
 But it looks like Andy might be sleepwalking into a rather embarrassing situation.
  
Now don't forget to tune in on Wednesday, because we are blessed, as I will be sharing a super little story written by our dear Skinnie Stallion , it is a piece which totally compliments my image. So much so that I even adapted the art to fit.
Thank you all for being here, I appreciate all your comments and messages
XXX
Andy



Friday, 19 January 2024

Christeen on Wednesday

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On Patreon Today
A preview of a
new piece of my 
own art and this 
time it is another
of our cover art 
works. This time 
it's the return of 
Andy in the 25th
century





Hi Everyone
     Friday has swung around again and it is that wonderful time to share new art from our der friend Christeen.
 These are superb and I an so grateful to you Christeen for allowing me to share them here.
Enjoy
XXX
Andy