Bea's TV Station
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keywords: description:A place to collect the thoughts and experiences of heterosexual male cross dressers and transvestites. I try not to be judgemental - hell I was forty-something before I liked myself. I WILL plug the page where I have books to sell - but there are 'freebies' there as well so money isn't a big deal.I'm ancient - so have many years behind me. With any luck I've learned some sense about myself and the subject of transvestism. Have no problem in learning more. Want to, as a matter of fact.
Ashamedto see its been so long since Ive posted anything- Bea would not be impressed- but great to see Rocket Dave and Rosie have been active with their wonderfulcontributions.
This isquite short and has been posted elsewhere so some have already seen it.Hopefully readers will enjoy it.
Takecare
Carrie
APrice Worth Paying
By
CarrieP
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lthough hehad only met her on a few occasions William dreaded the idea of visitingCarolines mother. Its not that she was a complete ogre but she was alittle overbearing, single minded and quite demanding. He assumed that thesetraits were common to extremely wealthy women as the few times they had met herfriends displayed similar characteristics.However on the positive side he had to admit she had wonderful taste wasextremely generous and funded Carolines and by extension his own idyllic lifestyle so it would be most unreasonable to be too critical. His feeling of dread was not helped by thefact that she lived on a small island although it was large enough toaccommodate several other mansions owned by her aforementioned friends, allmiddle aged matrons, and also all immensely rich and powerful. The only thingthat would make the visit tolerable was her mothers extremely well curate andextensive art collection which he believed included some very valuable pieces.Caroline had promised if her mother was not too busy she may even allow him toview it.
Thankfullythis visit was to be brief as Caroline was taking him away for a week tocelebrate their engagement. As they approached their destination he consideredhimself most fortunate, the income Caroline derived from her trust fund was eyewatering and multiples of what William earned. Several months prior to theengagement she had persuaded him or perhaps insisted, would be more accurate, toabandon his job and concentrate on assisting her run her mothers variouscharitable foundations and art galleries. How could he refuse, there was verylittle effort required apart from turning up at fundraisers and entertainingher mothers friends. Of course it was a little boring at times but it didoffer many opportunities for access to private art collections and if he washonest he did enjoy the attention of the wealthy middle- aged women owners ofthese collections. It was no doubt an idyllic lifestyle and one which up torecently he could only dream about.
So meetingher mother to deliver the good news of their engagement was a price worthpaying.
The twentyminute ferry ride to the island went smoothly enough and they were met by veryserious looking Miss Hargreaves, his future mother in laws assistant who drovethem the short distance to the house.
The house,like Carolines mother, had an intimidating effect on him and passing throughthe large and well appointed vestibule two housemaids curtsied as the triopassed. William always felt as uncomfortable with servants as he did withCarolines mother. It was very hard forhim to put his finger on it, it was notas if they said anything untoward or disrespectable it was just that theyalways seemed to have a strange look on their faces as if they had a slightcontempt for him. He thought it was like an exclusive tailor assessing a clienthe deemed unworthy of his craft with his eyes before finally taking accuratemeasurements. Then there was the friendly but almost smirking smile when theycurtsied.
Ill certainly be glad to leave herein a few hours hethought as they were shown into the main drawing room.
Madam willbe here shortly Miss Caroline. Miss Hargreaves said as she gestured to one ofthe maids where to position the tea tray before leaving.
CongratulationsMiss Caroline. the maids said as she carefully placed the willow patterned teacups on the coffee table in front of them Im sure both you and Miss Williamwill be so happy.
Carolinelaughed and slapped her thighs with both hands.
Oh Imterribly sorry I meant Master William. the girl said apologetically andcurtsied to William.
MissWilliam indeed! Caroline shrieked as she continued to find this most amusing beforefinally regaining her composure to reassure the maid Thats quite all rightAlice.
Williamshuffled uncomfortably on the sofa and felt his cheeks redden as Carolinecontinued to struggle with her giggles much to his irritation.
Miss Williamis not offended. she chortled continuing the attempt to suppress her hilarityand after a few moments she eventually calmed herself sufficiently to ask Areyou darling?
He wouldhave sounded extremely pompous and ill humoured if he had told the truth anddecided the best option was to try to laugh it off.
No not atall. he lied attempting a laugh and as Caroline turned her attention to thedoor where her mother had just entered a sly but noticeable smirk came overAlices face.
Of coursethis only reaffirmed his suspicions about the servant girls but as his futuremother in law strode across the room he had to dismiss further thoughts on thematter. After receiving a kiss on either cheek from Caroline she turned herattention to William
William it hasbeen far too long. she said offer her cheek for his kiss, an undertaking henever relished and always found it childish and perhaps even a littleeffeminate. Come kiss Mother like a good boy.
She pulledhim so close to her that he could feel the wire in the bra that contained herample breasts.
Lovely tosee you again. he lied again.
Lovely tosee you againshe said coolly, tilting her head slightly and raising aneyebrow.
This was thepart he dreaded most and knew any attempt at avoidance would only lead tofurther humiliation. He swallowed hard and desperately tried to evade themaids prying eyes.
Lovely tosee you againemhe struggled before finally steeling himself to add Mother
You reallyshould not need reminding William. she said in a friendlier tone You are partof my family now and we should be as close as I am with Caroline. And I believewe soon will be.
Concludingthat any argument he would make would only make matters worse and would onlyresult in Caroline taking her mothers side. He chose the path of leastresistance.
YesMother. he answered and was rewarded with smiles of satisfaction from Carolineand her mother and another grin from Alice the maid.
As Aliceclosed the door behind her Carolines mother turned to her daughter.
I do wishyou would not laugh in such a loud way in front of the servants Caroline. she chidedher daughter It is most unbecoming and sets a bad example. Whatever was thecause of so much jollity? I could hear you from several feet outside the door.
Carolinestarted giggling again and her mother turned to her soon to be son in law.
William?
It emm..ahitwas nothing of any consequence. he stumbled and seeing the irritated look onher face quickly added Mother.
Itcertainly doesnt sound like it was nothing of any consequence, young man. shesaid her voice becoming a little vexed Do I have to call Alice in and questionher.
She fixedhim with a steely stare and within a second or two he blurted,
Aliceaddressed me as Miss William.
Is thatall? she replied Shame on you Caroline for laughing at the poor boysdiscomfort.
William feltvindicated but quickly became alarmed as her mother slipped her arm over hisshoulder and gently drew his head onto her breast. He had to admit that it wascomforting to know that at least someone understood his ego had been bruised.
Alicemistook him for a girl. Caroline needlessly explained the joke and begangiggling again.
YesCaroline I do understand. And if you had not told the poor boy to grow hishair long he would not look so feminine. her mother upbraided her But Williamis a most sensitive soul and even if he does look a little feminine it is nocause for such raucous laughter.
We all knowWilliam is not the most rugged of men.Caroline snorted a little peeved by hermothers criticism and glanced at him before continuing Even you must admitthat, William. It was just the shock of someone, a housemaid, saying it outloud. It was taken by surprise, it was not meant as an insult darling.
He tried tolift his head to protest but her mothers strong hand easily prevented himdoing so and his face continued to remain snuggled against her soft satinblouse.
Thatsnothe tried to object but was interrupted immediately.
Yes dearbut its nothing to be ashamed about. Mother consoled him gently stroking hismane It is a very rare and most attractive quality in a man. There are far toomany macho types masquerading as men these days it is so refreshing to find aman who has such delicate features and is in touch with his feminine side.
Femininehe repeated and once more attempted an objection but to no avail.
Dontinterrupt darling while Mother is speaking. Carolines mother said softly andpressed his face even tighter to her bosom. Yes, you are indeed blessed withsuch soft almost girlish looks and those wonderful dainty hands not to mentionyour long eyelashes. And of course your thick, lustrous curls. Any girl wouldenvy those features my dear. All my friends think Caroline is a very lucky girlindeed.
She finallyallowed him to raise his head and then looked him in the eyes.
It was thereason I allowed permission to ask you for your hand in marriage. she said AndI just have this feeling, call it a mothers intuition, the dreadful masculineego that most men have is absent in you.
Buthemade another attempt to speak but once again was overruled.
I just hopeI havent made a mistake. she said squeezing his hand gently, her eyes gazinglongingly into his as she waited for the correct answer.
He felt thesame now as he had done when Caroline asked him to marry her unable to standup for himself and say what he really wished to say. Of course the luxuriouslifestyle and her mothers generous allowance were large incentives not to rockthe boat.
They probably didnt mean feminine, maybethey just could not think of another word. he rationalised. Itwould be a pity to cause any unpleasantness over a minor misunderstanding.
Oh noMother Im not that sort of person he answered.
Good Im soglad to hear that. she said I knew I had not misjudged you and now you haveaccepted Carolines proposal as a special reward I will treble your personalallowance.
Oh Motherthank you so much. he squealed and although he suddenly became aware of justhow feminine he had sounded he almost instantaneously dismissed any thought ofself criticism.
Treble my allowance! he shouted in the privacy of hisbrain.
However thedelight was evident on his face, Caroline looked at her mother and smiled inthe way women do at excited children.
Well itsalmost time for your afternoon nap. her mother said.
ButMother Caroline protested.
Now younglady, her mother cut her short You know how I feel about proper rest. I havealready told the servants to prepare your room.
Butwe havea long drive ahead of us and as William cannot drive Id like to get going in afew hours. Caroline retorted.
More is thereason why you should rest. her mother quickly answered. Dont you think soWilliam?
Oh yesMother. he gushed and still overcome by excitement at his good fortune smiledat her adoringly. I can take a walk while you rest.
Oh nodarling you need a nap also. she said and gently patted his lap I insist.
But Ihebegan but was not allowed to proceed.
William!Carolines mother smiled as she spoke softly yet quite firmly If you are tomarry into my family you really must understand that Mother knows best.
Her smile althoughsweet conveyed a very clear message arguing or any form of dissent wasstrictly verboten and before he couldanswer she added,
And perhapsafterwards you would like to see my collection.I have two of Monets mid period inherited from my mother and severalGerman expressionists and Im sure you would like to see the sketches Picassogave me when I modelled for him. It only took him five minutes but interesting nonetheless.Of course Im been hounded to show lend them to New York and London so you willbe the first to see them outside this island.
Oh forheavens sake. Caroline muttered rolling her eyes in exasperation What Motherwants Mother gets.
As iftrebling his allowance was not astounding enough the revelation of such an awe-inspiringcollection had Williams head reeling and he was barely aware of hissurroundings as he climbed the wide ornate staircase between the two women. Hewas envisaging exactly which of the German Expressionists she had when herealised there was a slight tugging at his arms and he finally managed to lifthim out of his stupor. He was quite surprised to find Miss Hargreavesunbuttoning the last button on his shirt and about to remove it.
Ahwhatheexclaimed as looking down his trousers and underwear had already been removedand folded neatly on a chair together with his jacket.
Quite allright Master William. she said in a matter of fact way Nothing Ive not seenbefore. And I should add, nothing to get over excited about.
But..Iwherehe spluttered his hands dropping to cover his exposed genitals finallytaking in the luxurious surroundings he found himself in.
Themistresss bedroom, Master William. Miss Hargreaves answered the unaskedquestion as she moved to the large bed and returned with a long sleek garment.Hands over your head please, I promise I will not look. Not that theres muchto see.
ButI hecontinued to struggle for words.
Madam andMiss Caroline are in Madams dressing room and will be with you momentarily.she said sharply gesturing to a room off the bedroom before adding And I doubtvery much if you wish to be presented aunatural. Now please comply and place your hands over your head like a goodboy.
He closedhis eyes as she placed the multi layered silk night gown over his head and fussedwith it until she was satisfied it was hanging properly.
Themistress was correct as always. she smiled as she arranged a large and ornatesatin bow at the neck placing the twolong ribbons neatly as they fell to knees She then gazed at him intentlywith what he thought strangely as a look of pride It fits you perfectly.
But this ishe began before she interjected.
Yes a mostbeautiful nightgown. The finest silk, of course. Miss Hargreaves saidadjusting the frills at the shoulder to her satisfaction One of the mistresssfavourites. You are a very lucky girl oh I do apologise a very lucky youngman indeed.
Is mydarling son in law ready for our nap, Miss Hargreaves? Carolines mother saidas she swept into the room dressed in a full length pink robe of heavy satinornamented with ostrich feathers at the cuffs. Caroline accompanied her inivory satin robe with a long train.
His cheeksturned red and he desperately wanted to leave, he held out the nightgowns silkmaterial as if to register a protest. He suddenly remembered the promise totreble his allowance and not wishing to jeopardise it felt the best coursewould be to withdraw without an argument and take his clothes with him.
Carolineshouldnt we go to your room. he pleaded.
Oh no dearmy bed is quite big enough for all three of us. It will be so cosy. her mothersaid and moved closer to scrutinise him.
He becamequite flustered and fingered the nightgowns soft material.
Oh mydarling boy, no need to be embarrassed you look exquisite. Caroline motherbeamed and embraced him. Alice was right of course you do make a much betterlooking girl.
He tried toprotest but no words would come as she took his hand and led him to the bedthat Miss Hargreaves was busy turning down.
Ive beenlooking forward to having an intimateahshe paused talk with you since Iheard of your engagement. Miss Hargreaves you can take away Miss Williamsclothes, he wont be needing them now.
Very good,Madam. Miss Hargreaves replied with a curtsy.
ReallyMother. Caroline said as she followed them to the bed You could have at leastwaited until after the ceremony.
No comments: Thursday, March 4, 2021 Swiss Miss Sissy Fanfic
Me again. Coincidentally,within the past six months or so, Ive been contacted by two different people whohave written their own continuations of Swiss Miss Sissy, which, in case youdont remember since its been a while, was the story that had been originatedby Bea and then taken over by Bambi. It wasvery gratifying getting messages of this sort, if only to know that there werepeople who enjoyed and were inspired by SMS. As Ive complained about inthe past, its been often difficult to discern if the story was attracting muchof an audience. That said, there wereelements within both of those continuations that I felt made them not entirelysuitable for this blog.
The first person to contact me had written their ownepilogue to the story, which, while well written, was also entirely too macabre. It certainly would not have won over anyonewho already found SMS too twisted for their liking. I sent it to Bambi and they agreed. The worst part by far was that the epilogueends with the death of the protagonist, Charles/Cheryl. Yikes. However, Id be lying if I said that I wasnt also put off by the fact that theres a description of Cheryl being sexuallyviolated by a group of men.
Yes, in Swiss Miss Sissy, Cheryl is violated by multiplewomen, and Im not saying that one is more okay than the other, but the simplefact of the matter is that one is a turn-on for me and one isnt. Im certain there are probably readers ofthis blog who are more receptive to the idea of male on sissy sex or whatever, which is totally fine, but if thats the kind of thing youre interested in reading about, Im sure you can probably find it elsewhere. Naturally, I would hope that LGBT people feel welcome here, but as it says at the top of the page, A place to collect the thoughts and experiences of heterosexual male cross dressers and transvestites, and I donthave any personal interest in veering too far away from that missionstatement. Before I discovered Beasstories, I can remember how challenging it was finding anything within thefeminization genre that appealed to my interests as a straight male. Of course, I consider myself very pro-LGBT (Iactually just got blocked on deviantART a couple weeks ago by this homophobicWizard of Oz fan who was mad at me for criticizing him for his anti-gay bigotry), but Idoubt anyone would consider me a homophobe for not wishing to read about a gaygangbang. I feel as though Ive gotten abit more flexible over the years when it comes to what Im comfortable with,but I have my limits.
As I noted, the second continuation I was sent more recentlyalso had a part that didnt feel like anything Bea would have really approvedof and didnt fit with the story that Bambi is (was?) trying to tell, but thescene I found objectionable was easier to excise, so after this ramblingpreamble, I will be sharing it in a somewhat edited form.
I do feel a bit weird appointing myself the arbiter of what is and isnt appropriate for this blog and for Swiss Miss Sissy specifically, but having been somewhat acquainted with Bea and particularly well acquainted Beas work, I believe I have a decent handle on what they would and wouldnt have been okay with as far as feminization scenarios go. Besides, Bea made me a blog contributor, so Id like to think that meant that my judgement was trusted.
Read more 4 comments: Wednesday, February 17, 2021 V-Day, Part 3Those of you who don't follow me on deviantARTmay not have seen the comic I posted there over the weekend. It's the third installment in what has turned out to be a series of Valentine's Day-centric commissions from my frequent collaborator, TG author James Craft.
First, if you didn't see the previous two installments or don't remember them, here are the links to those as well:
https://beastv.blogspot.com/2017/02/diy-valentine.html
https://beastv.blogspot.com/2018/02/anything-you-can-do_14.html
And this is the most recent and hopefully final installment:
To be honest, I initially lost much of my enthusiasm for this commission once I realized it was essentially just a rehash of the last one: unwitting guy gets feminized by a sexy neighbor lady, aided by the guy she feminized in the last comic, and then they end up acting as maids for her and her friends. It's starting to feel repetitive. However, the truth is, being the perfectionist that I am, I was less than satisfied with how some of the artwork in the second part turned out, so I saw this as an opportunity to redeem myself, in a sense, by doing a better job this time around.
I'm still quite proud of the first part, which I titled "DIY Valentine." I think it worked perfectly well as a standalone thing and didn't need to be a series... or if James was going to turn it into a series, he could at least have tried to come up with a more intelligible plot while he was at it. Anyway, I don't mean to grumble; I am pretty happy with how this third part turned out. I ought to be, considering I spent probably the equivalent of a full work week on these two pages.4 comments: Friday, December 11, 2020 New/Old Art
This series of images was commissioned by author James Craft back in early 2015, using characters I had created for some of my earliest feminzation art. Though I'd been paid for it long ago, I only finished inking it and added color about five months back. Even then, I kept putting off posting it online because I'd intended to add dialogue, but I could never find the energy/inspiration.
What kind of jerk takes half a decade to finish a simple art commission that shouldn't require more than a week, tops? Well, you see, when I showed James the sketches, he liked them so much that he proposed we expand what was intended to be a one-off "comic" of sorts into a full-fledged illustrated story. I was actually pretty excited about the idea. The thought of doing a story involving these characters had crossed my mind before, though I had serious doubts that my ability to write would be as good as my ability to draw.
While I did once win an award for a story I wrote in fifth grade, I think the main reason for that was because the kids who voted for it had liked my illustrations. To be honest, I struggled so much coming up with an idea for my story, I looked at a bunch of my old Cricket magazines for inspiration and basically ripped-off the premise from one story to use in my own. In my defense, it was not an original idea to begin with, but rather something of a well-worn trope in fiction (characters panic over a spooky noise than they later discover is something innocuous). Hey, at least I was more original than the kid who I realized years later had totally plagiarized a story by Richard Matheson.I'm afraid that any feminzation story I'd try to write would probably end up being a mish-mash of stolen ideas from other stories. A collaboration with an established writer would take a lot of the pressure off. Although the books I've illustrated for James Craft in the past have not been my cup of tea, I figured I could steer him away from any areas I was uncomfortable with. Besides, I don't have the knack for writing that he has, plus we've always gotten along really well.
Unfortunately, after a few fits and starts, the project never really got off the ground. I mostly blame myself. For one thing, I felt ridiculously protective of these characters that I'd never fleshed out or even named, so I shot down all of James' ideas as not being suitable, though he had precious little to go off of when I had failed to establish who they were or what their relationship to each other was. But even after I came up with an idea that we were both happy with, I felt like we just couldn't get on the same page. While James and I often seem to have different preferences when it comes to femization fiction, I think a big problem was that I was too shy to articulate what I wanted to see in a story. Maybe I just don't know what I want. While I can concoct various feminization scenarios, I'm not sure how to keep it interesting once the guy is fully feminized.
I stopped working on his commission once we started talking about a collaboration because I didn't know if I'd have to make changes to the art later to suit the story we were going to write. Even so, once we amicably agreed to put that collaboration on the backburner indefinitely, I should have just finished the commission then and there. It's been a source of guilt that I let it gather dust for so long afterward. Just to give a sense of how long it's been, above one of the sketches, I wrote "Ready Player 1," presumably because I heard someone mention that title and I thought it might be something worth looking into later (though it probably wasn't and I never did). In the time it took me to finish this one stupid commission, Steven Spielberg made a whole movie out of this book I hadn't even heard of when I started sketching.
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More recently, I've been working on another comic for James Craft, and it's also taking longer than I'd like, but that's partly because it started out being six pages, then turned into twelve, and now it's closer to thirty forty, all because James kept coming up with ideas. Still, I would have finished it long ago were it not for my laziness and all-too frequent periods of depression. I would love to do more sequential art in the future, and even maybe get to the point where I could make a living off my art, but the achingly slow progress I've made with this project has made that dream feel less viable... which makes me depressed, which makes it harder to concentrate on my art, etc.
The comic I'm working on now is something James plans on publishing (which is something he failed to communicate to me at first, to my frustration), so I'm unable to give people the opportunity to see much of what I've done so far, which sucks, as I truly feel that it's some of my best work to date. However, I have been given permission to share a couple small excerpts at least.
The end of that statement is supposed to be, "...it was worth the wait." Once it's complete, I really hope the same can be said about this comic.
Has anyone seen this month's artwork by Castre in Petticoat Punishment Monthly? If you haven't, it's called Walkingthe Dog, and it depicts a man in ladies clothes walking a tiny dog along atown street, under the watchful gaze of several, equally elegantly dressedladies. The link to the picture is here.
Castre is, together with Christeen,artist-in-residence at petticoated.com, which publishes a piece of her artworkeach month. Yes, I did just assume her gender, but come on, there are no hesin this business. Were all girlies here.
In her art, Castre uses photo collage to depictdifferent scenes of men dressed as ladies. Heads of, almost invariably balding middleaged men, are photoshopped on otherwise fully feminine bodies with ratherexaggerated breasts, usually in sumptuous, if a little old-fashioned andconservative clothes: full skirts, blouses with billowing sleeves, high heels.The ladies in Castres pictures are molded to similar bodily proportions and dressedin similar styles, though leaning more towards emitting an air of authority.The dominance of the female figure over the man is present in each picture. Thelady can be either in direct confrontation with the visibly subdued male, orshe can be merely smiling knowingly into the camera while the male figure inthe background is being subjected to some act of humiliation or other. Besidethe submission expressed through their clothes and demeanor, the men inCastres artwork are also shown physically more diminutive than the ladies.Often, the men are the shortest in the pictures, despite their very high heels.
The prevalent theme in the transgender / forcedfeminization fiction genre, both in stories as well as art, is the fullfeminization of the male, i.e. that the male ends up looking indistinguishablefrom a female. This does not hold true for Castres pictures. On the contrary,the most notable feature of her artwork is that she makes no attempt atconcealing the true gender of the men. Except for an occasional pair of danglingearrings or an application of lipstick, the faces of her men in contrast totheir fully feminized bodies retain their raw masculinity.
While we can say that as Castre steps one stepbefore the full feminization, her men are spared some of the torment andhumiliation received by the typical men in the genre, we could as well arguethat the very same feature makes the humiliation of Castres men even greaterthan usual as, even when their submission to the females is complete, they aredenied the sanctuary of concealing their true gender. (As a side remark Imsure readers will appreciate that this is difficult to judge for someone who isyearning to be fully feminized himself ;)
Personally, I have mostly found Castresultra-realistic choice of depicting unchanged male faces too crude for mytaste. Yet, despite the ultra-realism, her latest work, Walking the Dog, is,for me, one of the greatest works in the genre, a simply captivating depictionof the feminization of a man.
Starting with the simply fantastic outfit ofthe unfortunate man. He is the central figure in the picture, walking a dogalong a town street and is observed by four ladies, two sharing the samesidewalk, two from the windows of the houses he is walking by. The man looksmiddle aged, with short dark hair crowning his bald spot. A coat of purple lipstickis the only feminine touch to his face, but it does not so much hide his truegender as it emphasizes the full extent of its inadequacy. Apart from his face,he is utterly immersed in femininity. His billowing white silk or satin blouse,with the usual pair of pointy breast underneath it, is tucked into the high,pink trimmed waistline of a very, shiny white full mid-calf length skirt, likelywith a petticoat underneath it, and he is wearing white shoes with a ratherhigh heel. Even the dog is of a miniature breed, to further emphasize the mansfeminization, and the leash he is holding it by is pink, matching the piping ofhis skirt.
What, in my own humble opinion, makes Walkingthe Dog stand out from Castres body of work is the lady on the left side ofthe picture, walking towards our hero. With her, Castre introduces for thefirst time a true outsider a lady which is neither actively involved in thefeminization of the man, nor is she an observer, consecrated in the closecircle of those in the know. Even by her outfit, it is not hard to take herfor an outsider of Castres universe. She is neither drenched in frilly satinsand silks, nor dressed in severely cut skirts and jackets that exudeuncompromising authority. Except for the exaggerated breasts and her high heelsto match anyone else in the picture, her clothes are rather casual. This isfurther emphasized with the shopping bag in her hand, with the baguettesticking out. In fact, the least realistic element on her is the store brand who goes to Lidl on heels like that?
However, what really tells us that she isneither a forceful participant nor an invited and intended observer of themans humiliation is the frowning expression on her face as she looks at theman. It conveys both surprise and disapproval of what she sees. We dont knowhow much she knows of the man, but whatever the reason he is dressed in womensclothes, there is something to frown about. If he is dressed like that by hisown will, then he is making a mockery of the pretty clothes. If he is forced todo so, he is making a mockery of his sex, by letting himself be forced into thesituation. Her sentiments are shared by the lady looking on to the man through thewindow on the right. With her hair up in rollers and the pussy bow on her whitesilk blouse, she looks more at home in Castres world, but her frown issomething we have not seen so far, and it lends a touch of real-world realityto the scene.
The other two other ladies in the picture appearto be taking the heros feminization much more in stride. The lady to the rightof the man, standing by the open door, is laughing heartily at the sight of him.The brown leather ledger-like handbag in her hands gives her a professionallook. She might be just on her way to work and is therefore another chanceencounter, though unlike the lady on the left, she is obviously amused by thesight of the feminized man. Then again, she could be the dominatrix that setthe man out on his way, dressed as he is. The open door, and the second lady inthe window of the same house seem to support the latter story she is observingthe man in the street approvingly, and she does not look the least surprised.Perhaps it is her that has forced theman out on the street, and is now contentedly savoring the fruit of herefforts.
The finishing touch to the picture, again in myown humble opinion, is the look shared by the lady on the left and the feminizedman. It looks almost as if the woman witnessing the feminized man is more uncomfortablewith the situation as the man himself. His face does not really show any signsof great anguish. However embarrassing and humiliating his ordeal may be, hehas already fought his last battle, and by the looks of it lost it, too.For all its humiliation, stepping out into the real world in his utterly feminineattire simply cant have any relevant consequence on his life. His fate is nowand forevermore in the hands of the dominant ladies. In the way he looks at thelady walking in his opposite direction, I read not so much shame andembarrassment as guilt and apprehension. As if he was feeling guilty fordispleasing her with the way he is dressed, and somewhat fearful of what willhappen as they come closer together.
It is a touch that, to me, makes the artworkalmost as plausible as a real-life photograph. It is a touch that, to me, makesit so dangerous. It makes me want to run out the building in womens clothesand high heeled shoes. It instills in my mind the idea that this is somehow aviable lifestyle.
9 comments: Wednesday, August 7, 2019 The Prescribed ProcedureHi All,
Ive come up with this shortie, when I should have been working on another story, or better yet, getting some sleep.
Hope you like it.
Read more 7 comments: Thursday, April 11, 2019 Mother's Little Helper - short story with illustration
SorryBea,I havent posted anything here for a long time and this is not new so somereaders here may have already have read it, hopefully anyone who have not mayenjoy it.
I haven't had a chance to check for typos and grammatical errors so apologies if there are any.
Carrie
Mothers Little Helper
Bby
Carolinehad literally swept William off his feet although strictly speaking it was awave on a secluded beach in the south of France that did that. However she didpick him up with relative ease after he had been staggering about in the water dazedand confused like a drunk monkey, much to the amusement of her friends. Beingoverpowered by a three foot wave was one thing but now he was engulfed by amuch stronger force and quickly became subsumed by it. They became inseparable andtwo weeks later when she proposed he accepted, not that he had much choice inthe matter. The same night she informed him they would live with her motheruntil they got married, William was so besotted and if he was to be honest he wasalso more than a little intimated by her that he made no objection it wouldhave hardly have mattered even if he had dared to do so.
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