Rainbow’s sitting on my right hand at the kitchen table.

I’m so pleased to be able to write to you, in these troubled times it’s so good to be able talk to others just like myself. Perhaps you too get frustrated by the pace of modern life coming face to face the slowed down life we now lead due to Covid. Well, don’t worry, I’m here to help.

On the site there’s a host of content to help you get through the day, as well as some great hypnosis files that will help relax you. Just explore and you’ll find a ton of it.

Before I go on I should answer a query that’s come in from one of my members, Mildred from Colorado Springs.  In reply to her I have to point out that Minsk is a coastal city in northern Russia and not how a Russian drag queen walks down the street. I’m glad to have cleared that confusion up.

I also want to remind all my Patreon Members that you get a great part of the Patreon site that few people are really aware of.  There’s a community aspect here where you can post pics and even connect with other members. When you’re a member just go here – https://www.patreon.com/fionadobson/community  to participate.  It’s a lot of fun.

Life in Huckleberry Close is a little muted these days, as people reduce the number of people they’re seeing – reducing their ā€˜bubble’. Well, as inconvenient as it may be, I think we all understand that this is necessary. Personally I am using this time to get a little fishing in – socially distanced of course. I’m also enjoying reading a few more books than usual. It’s a chance to do some of the things I don’t usually get time to do.  For the moment I just don’t really feel comfortable with the idea of going out to restaurants, or getting on a plane.

Sadly Rainbow, who teaches at a local yoga studio, has been laid off, like so many others in that type of work. She’s asked me to help her with her resume and to help her apply for a few jobs. I asked her what qualifications she had, and if she’d graduated.

ā€œOf course,ā€ she replied while sipping her home made kombucha in my kitchen with Ali, my gardener, and I. ā€œI have an advanced degree in Enlightenment with a minor in Colonic Irrigation from the Healing Light Yoga And Ayevedic Academy. I’m really not used to being unemployed.  It’s almost as if my spiritual GPS is not functioning.ā€

ā€œWell, I’ll try to help, darling,ā€ I told Rainbow, feeling a little doubtful that those were skills that are in particular demand at present. ā€œPerhaps Sylvester knows someone. He’s quite well connected in Little Italy.ā€

ā€œOh yes, I know. That’s the area around Patel’s Pizzeria, isn’t it?ā€

ā€œYes,ā€ I said helpfully. ā€œHe’s quite big in the business community there.ā€

Now, you’re probably wondering why that part of town is called Little Italy. You wouldn’t be the first to think it was because of the profusion of immigrants from years back. It’s got more to do with the fact that it changed sides three times during the second world war, though. A very confused part of town, you’ll agree.

Ali listened sympathetically to Rainbow describing her difficulties finding work.

ā€œI sometimes feel like the goddess Kali has cursed me,ā€ said Rainbow.

ā€œOh, I don’t think so,ā€ said Ali sagely. ā€œI mean, it’s not as if she’s going to chase you down the high street beating you with her many arms and laying about you with that nose, trunk, thing of hers. It’s not like she caught you drinking Coca-cola instead of your usual distilled water, after all.ā€

ā€œI don’t think the goddess Kali would curse Rainbow for that,ā€ I said to Ali, unsure if he was teasing her. I am most concerned that his English lessons sometimes miss the mark a little.

ā€œYou’re right Fiona,ā€ agreed Ali. ā€œPerhaps Sylvester has something for Rainbow in his workshop. After all he runs a very tight shipwreck.ā€

I look skeptically at Ali. It’s taken him time to settle into the ways of Canada which are a little different to those of his native Syria.

In these difficult times we are all making adjustments.

Now, I want to tell you all about some spectacular Mary Janes I have recently tried from Glamour Boutique, my favorite online store. First of all, the quality of these shoes is faultless. They fit my size 10 male, size twelve female, feet perfectly.Ā  When I recently stopped by The Junction in Vancouver’s Davie Street, the boys were all very complementary, with comments ranging from how elegant they looked, to how good they’d look beside my favorite server’s bed.

These are a patent leather shoe, with a four inch heel – I can best describe it as being a heel size that say’s you’re somewhat innocent, and yet at the same time accessible and possibly a filthy little crotch ferret, much like myself. The dainty strap is equally at home being undone hurriedly after a night out, or being released by a lover’s teeth in a frenzied moment of passion.

Have a good look through Glamour Boutique’s site and be sure to mention my name when you order them. They’re a great company, reliable and always on point with quality merchandise. You need never feel awkward contacting them, and discretion is their watchword.

Now, I must get back to work. Sebastian, my personal trainer, is coming to give me a workout soon. He tells me he’s got an exciting new exercise regime he wants me to get into. Or vice versa. Something like that.

😊

Have a wonderful weekend.

Fiona.

Proudboys!

Yes – Loud and proud!

Sometimes the most powerful thing we have is words. When some violent hate group steps forward and starts promoting hate and division (while not even wearing heels, goddammit!) it’s up to all of us to resist.

Many of us in the LGBTQ community are taking back the words ‘Proudboys’ and repurposing them. I’m thrilled to see #ProudBoys trending on Twitter in a way those loser cucks never imagined.

Kiss a ProudBoy today!

Fiona

What are you going to catch this fall?

As this month draws to a close I am forced to reflect on a couple of things.  The first is that as I look forward to the fall I know that all the lovely clothes I like to wear with browns and the russet colors of this time of year are ready to replace the summer clothes I’ve been wearing.  A long skirt with earth tones looks so nice. I’m looking forward to putting together some new outfits along a fall theme.

I should also make a quick correction in the advice I recently gave to my member Mildred, from Colorado Springs. When I suggested a pair of sugar tongs can easily be used to pull fur balls from a cat, I should have pointed out that these are in the cat’s throat. I’m glad I’ve cleared that one up.

Sylvester appeared in my kitchen today just as the coffee was percolating. He was full of himself, freshly back from a trip out of town, with my neighbour Marjory and her girlfriend, Amanda (the queen of tweed). This unlikely trio spelled trouble, without a doubt.

Like so many other businesses, Sylvester’s workshop has seen a little bit of a slow down during this Covid period. People seem to be travelling much less, and so they need less work on their vehicles. A mechanic’s life is not an easy one in times like this. Having said that, poor Rainbow, Sebastian’s sister, is teaching no yoga classes at all, and her usual way of supplementing her income by waitressing is a total washout. I suppose we should all be as supportive to anyone in the hospitality trade as we can.  I shall bake Rainbow a nice gluten-free peach cobbler, which is sure to make her feel better.

I poured an ethically sourced coffee for Sylvester and myself, pulled the grey blue satin wrap I was wearing around my body, exposing my recently shaved legs and contemplated my pink fluffy slippers as Sylvester stared at his phone. Don’t you think it so rude when people spend more time staring at their screen than the person they’re with? Sylvester can be really quite coarse at times.

ā€œMarjory took this great photograph, have a look,ā€ said Sylvester passing me the device.

I cast a critical eye over it.

ā€œShe’s not a bad photographer,ā€ I said looking at the picture of Sylvester fly fishing.

ā€œYes,ā€ replied Sylvester admiring the picture. ā€œI think she really caught something there.ā€

ā€œYes. Covid, perhaps. Or Chlamydia, more likely.ā€

Sylvester looked a little crestfallen and said, ā€œIt’s not like that.ā€

ā€œOf course it isn’t.ā€ I replied. I’ve made no secret of my disapproval of Sylvester pursuing Amanda. The poor sap seems completely unable to control his desires.

ā€œThough, I must admit,ā€ he continued, ā€œif Marjory wasn’t on the sceneā€¦ā€ His voice trailed off and he stared into the distance lost in thought, before adding, ā€œI can imagine making sweet music with her.ā€

ā€œI’m sure you can,ā€ I said skeptically. ā€œPerhaps she could be the clap machine.ā€

But all this playful banter is not the main reason I’m writing tonight. It’s to suggest that if you haven’t already joined my Patreon it would be delightful to see you in there. You can join for as little as $1 a month. Ā If you’re already a member, thank you for making this blog possible. I’d love to lift my Patreon membership to over 175, and try as I might I don’t seem able to crack that number. With your help I’ll get there in the end.

One last note… Yeah, we’re in a second wave. Here in Canada, in the UK and in the US. Don’t be a Covidiot. Mask up and enjoy the ride. Here are some cool ideas to help. https://youtu.be/wJu9EyPK8gw and https://www.pinterest.ca/fionadobson22/masks-with-style/

Have a lovely weekend and stay safe.

Fiona

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Preparing yourself for your next adventure.

There’s a temptation to think of crossdressing as something people only do in the privacy of an intimate environment. In many cases that is true, though most of us would like to take it further, but stifle this desire.

Breaking out of this mold and dressing outdoors is a major step for many of us and leads to a better understanding of the fluid nature of our gender. Once the initial trepidation is over come – and, yes, I could write a book on that alone – then a new world emerges. It feels wonderful to find this, and for many it’s the first time they feel entirely comfortable and can be themselves.

As one enjoys the freedom to wear what we want, and be who we are, it starts to feel increasingly comfortable. I often point people toward this article to get a better basic understanding of crossdressing, and what it means to you. It’s the experience in the end that is our best teacher, though. It takes courage to make those first steps. You might think of it as the price you have to pay to be your true self.

Continue reading “Preparing yourself for your next adventure.”

Today is likely to be one of the hottest days of summer.

Isn’t it wonderful to enjoy the sun on a day like this. Just remember that while you get into that mini skirt, you should also be very careful not to get too much sun.

It’s a great idea to carry a bottle of water, some sunscreen and at the start and end of your crossdressing day be sure to use some aloe based mopisturizer. There’s a few listed below.

Also, be smart – don’t go to restaurants or crowded public places. There’s a lot of Covidiots out there. Being in the great outdoors and socially distanced is how we’re going to get through this.

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Fiona

I am surrounded by idiots.

I sat in my garden this afternoon, socially distanced from my two expectant looking guests seated nearby, beside the gentle shape of a bouganvillia, off-setting the colours of the smokey pink and soft grey of my summer dress. Sylvester and Rainbow, Sebastian’s sister, looked on hopefully.

ā€œSo, let me get this straight,ā€ I said. ā€œYou’re asking me – and Sylvester I think I am quoting you correctly – which is better:

                A: Sylvester’s idea, a facial scrub which is made by simply driving along behind a gravel truck while sticking your head out of the car window.ā€

At this point Sylvester was nodding and grinning like a chimpanzee that has just found the key to a kitchen cupboard full of banannas.

I continued, ā€œOr B: Rainbow’s idea, a facial scrub made of vanilla extract, cream, vegetable oil, oatmeal and aloe, which is then smoothed on the skin and allowed to dry, before driving along behind a gravel truck while sticking your head out of the car window.ā€

Rainbow smiled at me vacantly and nodded.

Sometimes, I feel like I am surrounded by idiots. It may seem a harsh thing to say, but it’s true. I considered the question for a moment.

ā€œObviously,ā€ I said at length, ā€œthe answer is ā€˜B’.ā€

Sylvester looked crestfallen. Before he could ask why I continued.

ā€œThe answer is ā€˜B’ because you could charge more for it and therefore make more profit. This might mean that in time you could afford to hire the team of psychiatrists that would provide the help that you both so obviously need.ā€

In these trying times of Covid-19 and failing businesses I am finding many of my friends are searching for new business ideas and as such my marketing expertise is in great demand. Perhaps you, too are surrounded by similar challenges.  If you are, you have my sympathy. Such is the lot of those of us who serve.

Be sure to join my Patreon if you’d like to lend a hand to myself and the sadly challenged people with which I surround myself.

Have lovely weekend, and stay safe.

Fiona.

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BREAKING: Vaccine Found! Trump to announce cure.

Trump to announce vaccine has been found for bisexuality.

“We believe there’s only a few cases, maybe 15. Soon they’ll magically disappear. Our non science based approach gets a thumbs up from the electorate. And our thumbs really are way up!”

Speaking from the Rose Garden Trump talked casually with reporters after the announcement.

“You know I am a stable genius,” he added. “I don’t get why everyone thinks this administration is a laughing stock. Bleach anyone?”

Little Donald has been telling porkies!

Auntie Kittie writes: –

My goodness, I do have to put up with some nonsense from some of the children in the neighbourhood.  One doesn’t like to have favorites, but I can’t help but thank heavens my nephews and nieces are rather better behaved than some of the other neighbourhood children.

Several of the local children like to play in my garden. I’ve started having Ali, Fiona’s gardener – you may have heard of him – pop by and take care of my flowers. He rigged up a nice swing from an apple tree and some of the youngsters like to come over and play on the swing. Generally they are sweet, laughing and giggling away there. I love the sound of happy children. Of course, there’s sometimes one obnoxious little trouble maker in the group, but one hopes the positive influence of my neighborhood kids will have a beneficial effect. Little Angela, Jacinder and Boris are all playing nicely. It’s not easy for the little ones while we have this virus to contend with.

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Even when you’re on your own, I’m right here with you.

Hi there,

I hope you’re enjoying the weekend as we move further into this strange period. I have been told this is the blog you’ll love, even if you’ve never tried on your sisters panties. There’s a wealth of crossdressing advice, ideas and stories. There’s humor and there’s horror. Ā There’s even hypnosis. We’ve got it all. Be sure to come on in and explore.

Many of you have enjoyed Clothes Maketh The Man. This is an ongoing story, and I am currently working on Part 44. Here’s a link to the Clothes Maketh The Man posts.

One of the most recent additions to my Patreon is Poison! Another serial, part 9 will be out shortly. Can you imagine, a woman slowly altering the genetic code of her suitor. Well, things turn out rather differently to what you may imagine. 

Mistress Meg and Katia Thornwood generally write for our Seahorse Patreons, with their forceful approach to encouraging their guests to embrace all aspects of feminization. As Mistress Meg has pointed out, ā€œfew dare protest, for fear of what might be pushed into their easily silenced mouth.ā€

Mistress Meg is also the keeper of Stories You Mother Never Told You, a disturbingly erotic series of pieces drawn from a set of dusty notebooks secured from a client. These will be of special appeal to all my Seahorse members.

Auntie Kittie, an unbelievable force of nature in her own right, continues to work Max hard, having him put her Diary entries up. 

ā€œHe’s such a good boy,ā€ she said as she dropped off her notes this morning. I have visitors sit outside my kitchen window as I am indoors. Sitting on my deck she looked really quite pleased with herself. I think she’s got something very questionable going on with young Max. 

I am also excited to say my delightful friend Molly Blake in England is hard at it. She is working on a very exciting little project for you. That will be at the $1, Good Gurl level.

Of course, my Premium Program and Whatsapp Group is still a great success for my Unicorn members. While these can be bought separately, they are all included in the Unicorn level. And for the more cost conscious I am always happy to add new members to My Little Black Book – still a very popular way to connect with other CDs and Admirers.

As ever, and particularly at the moment, I want you to remember I am here for you. I spend a lot of time online and should you have any questions I am always pleased to answer them, even if it takes a few days for me to get to them.

I love to see your comments on the posts I put up. Be sure to continue to communicate – and don’t forget, you’re not alone. We’re getting through this together.

Fiona

Crossdressing in isolation can be fun, even when life’s a drag.

I know that many of my members are frustrated at being locked down, and as the days go by it can seem like there’s no end in sight. I recently listened to a BBC report from a US reporter locked down in Wuhan, who described the experience as being a psychological process not unlike the stages of grief.

There are various descriptions of this around the net, but the most common appears to suggest the following are stages of grief:

Denial – Sylvester: ā€œThis isn’t necessary!ā€ Me: ā€œTell that to the people without health insurance.ā€

Anger – Amanda: ā€œI’ll be buggered if I’m wearing a mask.ā€ Me: ā€œPlease wear a mask.ā€

Bargaining – Sebastian: ā€œIf I socially isolate today, maybe we’ll get past this sooner.ā€ Me: ā€œLet’s do it.ā€

Depression – Auntie Kittie: ā€œLet’s hit the wine reserves.ā€ Me: ā€œYours or mine?ā€

Acceptance – Ali: ā€œThe garden looks nice today.ā€ Me: ā€œThe garden looks lovely.ā€

I thought this a very interesting way of thinking about this. We’re just going to have to get used to this. There’s no arguing with it, and as much as some orange haired buffoon might try to push people back to work early, the health of those I love are more important to me than his profits. So, I would like to share a few things to help you get through this difficult time. These are merely the opinions of a crossdressing advertising executive, and I don’t expect the world to whole heartedly agree with me. However, you may find some of these suggestions to be of interest.

Continue reading “Crossdressing in isolation can be fun, even when life’s a drag.”

Happy Easter and it’s time for some Easter Give Aways.

“That Amanda‘s a fat cow!” said young Max as he talked to me through my kitchen window, maintaining social distancing.

At the time I was pulling on a pale pink sports bra. He glanced at me now and then, unable to avert his blue eyed gaze, the filthy little pervert.

“Max,” I said calmly, “Just because she’s in a lesbian relationship with your mother, there’s no need to be calling her fat. Besides, she’s the editor of Pig and Pig Farmer Weekly, and your boss. That means you should accord her some respect.”

He looked a little crestfallen and then said, “Alright. She’s a morbidly obese cow, then.”

“That’s better. She’s a very dear friend of your mother’s. Besides, if as you say your mother is going to do this whole isolation thing at her place, it will leave you more time to work on my site.”

“What about my dinner?”

“Max! Don’t be so 1983! You should know better than that!” At 22 years old that boy should know better.

Perhaps I should explain. For some months now Marjorie, Max‘s mother, has been wrist deep in a lesbian love affair with my wife’s childhood friend Amanda. This has taken some emotional toll on poor Max, who is struggling to accept the new relationship.

How odd, don’t you think, that Max who quite lecherously watches me doing yoga with Sebastian (my lovely personal trainer and the man who put the ‘dog’ in downward dog) should have such awkwardness around his mother and Amanda having a relationship. I would agree that Amanda, the queen of tweed, having a relationship with anyone seems challenging, but love finds a way in the most challenging of situations. Ultimately we fall in love with people, don’t you think, rather than someone’s gender?

It reminds me of something I tell many of my members. Judging others is a privilege we sacrifice the moment we put on panties with a partner. Equally, no one has a right to judge us.

It’s not lost on me that the very people that would like to judge us so harshly are often the ones that would delight in fucking our brains out first. But that aside, I do always suggest my lovely members release judgement of others. There’s a great piece of writing on my site about this called The English Country Garden, by Julius Braddock. I recently made that free as it’s such a very influential piece for so many people. You may wish to give it a go.

If you’re not already reading Poison! you should probably start!
Blair has to take a pill a day – and what harm could that do, really? He’s about to find out.

But that is not the main reason I’m writing to you. I wanted you to know that if you sign up for my Patreon now you will be able to participate in some of the give always I’ll be doing this weekend.

I am so excited to be welcoming so many new members to my Patreon. I am very grateful for the lift I’ve experienced these last couple of weeks, although I acknowledge this is because many people are stuck at home. I’d like to make that confinement easier for you, and these wonderful upgrades give you plenty to do while stuck at home.

To encourage more new Patrons I am offering a very special incentive. Anyone signing up for my $1 a month program will be able to join in some great promotions I’ll be doing this Easter Weekend.

I will be giving away some free Premium Program Memberships (worth $10 a month), as well as some free memberships to my Whatsapp Group (worth $10 a month). To participate you will need to join the $1 monthly Good Gurl tier, so be sure to join that right away.

The premium program is something my members use to refine their knowledge of the non-binary world and crossdressing, and the Whatsapp Group is a wonderful group of friends participating in chats and a supportive community. They’re great bonuses.

These promotions will only be open this weekend (Friday – Easter Monday evening) and only to people who are members of my Patreon. Join now and you’ll be eligible for those upgrades as I offer them over the weekend.

This will of course give you access to Poison! which is being very well received. I know you’ll love it.

Happy Easter,

Fiona Dobson

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Clothes Maketh The Man – part 42 is out!

Poor Andy, just when he thinks things are going to get better fate takes a dump on his head, again. It’s the crossdressing story you’re going to love, even if you’ve never tried on your sisters panties.

I can hardly believe I have been writing this for 4 years. Over 85,000 members have enjoyed the free version of Clothes Maketh The Man. You can enjoy the full ongoing serial for just $1 a month by following me on Patreon, and then you get extras like Auntie Kitties Diary and Poison! Not to mention my regular posts. 

Help me out by signing up today and pushing my membership on Patreon a notch higher.

Read the first 24 episodes of Clothes Maketh The Man Free –

You can read them here: https://www.patreon.com/fionadobson/posts?filters[tag]=clothes%20maketh%20the%20man&sort=published_at

The first episode is available here – https://www.patreon.com/posts/clothes-maketh-1-24395960

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Fiona 

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We are keeping our members occupied and amused during the lock down.

Who would ever have guessed that being in voluntary isolation could be something you’d actually enjoy! This is a great time for reflection and reinvention. Throughout this period the gurls in our Whatsapp Group are finding fun things to do.

Yesterday we had “Toenail Tuesday”. You are welcome to join in. We have lots of ideas for keeping occupied while in isolation. Just to remind you how important this is, the illustration below is a simulation of the effect of social distancing, and how it’s application can significantly change the outcome.

The discussions in the Whatsapp group are very broad. They’re moderated and family friendly. There’s a lovely group of crossdressers and their friends in there.

Enjoy the images on this page. They’re just some of our lovely gurls, including Lenni, Jules, Jenny, and Danielle – in no particular order, to reserve anonymity.

Tonight I have a deep plum color, not unlike the wine my brother once made, and which had the rather unusual effect of leaving one almost blind after four glasses.
The taste was awful. It didn’t actually kill you, but by the bottom of the fifth glass you wish it had.
He’s a terrible wine maker. And he never makes enough.
What can you do?


Quarantine in style.

In our Whatsapp Group the gurls are preparing for Toenail Tuesday, and painting their toe nails. You can join us by becoming a member of the Elite Whatsapp Group.

I’m amazed at the creativity of my lovely members. We’re talking about all kinds of fun things and having a ball. Subjects covered today have included: Nails, Prince Harry (who doesn’t mind if he doesn’t make the scene, he’s got a daytime job, he’s doing alright…) the string section at the end of A Hard Rain’s Gonna Fall, Poison!, an empty ski resort in Colorado, and whether Greenpeace activists are hotter than Friends of The Earth activists (“she looked like David Bellamy with a hang over.”), and of course – what to wear during isolation.

Remember, it’s not what you do, it’s the way that you do it… Join us and we’ll get through this together.

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Fiona

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The Art Of The Toilet

Sylvester very kindly dropped in this morning.  He was concerned I might not have put together a good supply of things to get through the next little while, as many of us hunker down for a while.  I think I am well prepared, however there was one thing I did find a little curious about his care package.

On the top of the package was a book by Donald Trump.  I felt this was a little odd.

ā€œI know things are bad,ā€ I commented.  ā€œI don’t think they’re quite that bad, though.  My reading list is quite extensive, and this would be somewhere behind Dyanetics, or perhaps the Montreal telephone directory of 1985.ā€

ā€œIt’s meant as toilet paper,ā€ commented Sylvester.

ā€œOh, yes.  I suppose it always was.  Well, it’s good to find some use for it.ā€

Below are some very helpful toilet tissue links. It’s good to put these things behind you, of course. I was visiting Washington last month and a good friend of mine who we will just call ‘Nancy’ put me on to several reliable suppliers. You know she has them in each bathroom and is lobbying to have the installed in the bathrooms in The Capitol Building.

I realise a lot of my members will be stuck at home for various reasons in the coming weeks, and frankly as inconvenient as it is it’s also the responsible thing to do at present. We don’t need to either expose ourselves (calm down) or be exposed to more people than absolutely necessary. With this in mind I will be spending more time online chatting through the site or through our Whatsapp Group.Ā  I’ll also be raising the frequency of posts on FionaDobson.com and my Patreon. We’ve got a great series running on my Patreon at present, Poison! – you can read the first installment here.

If you are bored be sure to check out the Whatsapp Group as it includes discussions about all manner of things, and we’d love to see you in there. You’ll never be bored.

😊

Fiona

COVID19 Crossdressing News – Update

Max has just been by and is entering Auntie Kittie’s diary on his laptop. Auntie is not really very good with technology, unless of course you include the Norwegian designed electric corkscrew I have in the kitchen. As a result Max enters her hand written diary entries into our Patreon for her many loyal followers.

He was working away as I changed into a lovely pleated skirt. Now that I am working from home full time (as we all should be if possible), I like to dress as comfortably as possible.

Seeing Max hammering away at the keys of his laptop is gratifying, especially at the rates I pay. However, as I walked past I noticed a map on his screen, looking like a StarCraft game. Perhaps you know computer games, but if not, the idea is basically to take and control territory.

So, as I glanced at his computer quickly, thinking I was looking at a computer game, I commented to him, “Wow! It looks like someone is about to get annihilated!”

Max turned round and looked at me in horror.

“What?” I said in response to his scowl. “They’re going to be wiped off the face of the planet. I’ve seen enough of those games to be able to tell you that without any doubt. I have two kids, you know.”

Max looked appalled and said, “That’s the spread of the corona virus map, Fiona. It’s from Johns Hopkins University.’

You can see the updating map here.

Ooops! Well, I always thought those medical types are trying to take over the world.

Remember, keep calm and wash your hands.

Part 41 of Clothes Maketh The Man is out!

As I watched his inspection of me I noticed him lick his lips imperceptibly. Yes, he was interested. No doubt about it. His gaze rose to my chest, which in this sweater at least appeared to have a little breast mass slightly hidden beneath the fabric. I’d caught sight of myself in a reflection earlier and been surprised how my body did seem quite feminine. I put it down to the effect of the heels. There’s no doubt they force the body into a shape that exaggerates the bum and chest.

Claude was still sizing me up. His eyes moving over me like the exploring touch of a blind man. I could almost feel his stare.

I took some pleasure from the idea that this man, who ever he was, had clearly developed a lustful desire for me. It was, of course, ridiculous. I was not interested in the man. My interest was in how he was responding to me. I felt something curious. Power. Yes, that was it.

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It’s Brexit Day.

Is it in? Is it out? Have you finished yet?

They are the questions that have haunted every British crossdresser for the last three years.

Well, it’s done. It is what it is. It’s time to keep calm and carry on and put on something hot. Here’s a few ideas to get you going.

In just a few hours – at 23.01 GMT Britain will have left the European Union. While in many ways nothing changes, there will be a series of administrative shifts that will change the cornerstone of British foreign, economic and social policies. The following twelve months will result in a series of trade changes that gradually will take effect. Just as a reminder, the average time for a trade deal to be completed is… seven years. In other words, things will change but at a very slow pace. Most of the real change will be in the minds of the populace.

While some will find this a sad moment and others celebrate a sense of new sovereignty, the reality is we really don’t know how this is going to go. If ever there was a time to say, “I’m putting on some nice new panties and will keep calm and carry on”, this is the time.

So, pour a nice glass of wine (probably French) and settle down and watch the fun. It’s going to be interesting. One thing you can be sure of – Britain is very good at adapting and moving forward. This is likely to be the case this time too.

A final thought… In ten years time this may make more sense. The UK may be the first of several countries that choose to leave, for one reason or another. So, time will give some perspective. In the meantime, put on those heels and put your best foot forward!

Clothes Maketh The Man – Part 40 is out.

Veronica inspected me critically and then continued, ā€œYou’d better get used to referring to yourself as ā€˜Andrea’,ā€ she said. ā€œIt’s going to be a long and painful path if you don’t get that right.ā€

I smiled and tried to diffuse the tension.

ā€œWhat do you mean,ā€ I asked.

Veronica turned around and leaned over the chair. As she did so for the first time I noticed a few livid red welts on her back.

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