Accept yourself as you are – create yourself as you desire.
Part 1 can be found here. I looked at the uniform before me. My first thought was âhow absurd that anyone would wear such a thing.â As I cursed my ill fortune and muttered obscenities about Devina I slipped out of my clothes and started to dress in the ludicrous maids uniform. I pulled on …
Poor Andy. He goes from bad to worse. Things can only get better, right? I’m pleased to say that the latest Clothes Maketh The Man can be found here!
Part 1 can be found here As I drew the matt steel blade across the sharpening stone I regarded Trixie, the chihuahua, with loathing. It had been three days. Three days of walking the disgusting creature, putting itâs poop in a plastic bag and carefully mashing it to see if it had passed the key …
Part 1 can be found HERE. I sat on the plane, aware of every mile of the distance closing between New York and Montreal. I felt a strange combination of feelings, all jumbled up and floating in a light marinade of gin and tonic. To my surprise and relief after suitably begging Devina to allow …
Part 1 can be found HERE. I stared down at the unforgiving steel cage that now encased my penis. My trousers were around my knees, and I stood staring in the full length mirror in the bedroom, my mouth hanging open. âOh my god!â I gasped. How the heck was I going to explain this …
Clothes Maketh The Man is an iconic serial about crossdressing thatâs been running since 2016. New episodes are added monthly, as we follow the hapless adventures of Andy â or Andrea â as he progresses in a tortured path fuelled by curiosity, passion and excitement. FIND EPISODE 1 HERE. FIND THE LATEST EPISODE HERE. Have you …
Clothes Maketh The Man is an iconic serial about crossdressing that’s been running since 2016. New episodes are added monthly, as we follow the hapless adventures of Andy – or Andrea – as he progresses in a tortured path fueled by curiosity, passion and excitement. Imagine the moment when a friend says ‘Trust me!’ – …
I’m delighted to say that I’ve released Part 18 of Clothes Maketh The Man. You will need to be logged in to read it, but for those of you enjoying the ongoing story of the hapless Andrea, you can find it here. A taster is below. ___ Now, let me remind you precisely where we …
Now, let me remind you precisely where we are. I found myself in my walk in closet, crouching down, in five inch heels. You canât imagine how that hurts after just a few moments. Just feet from where I was, on the other side of the closet door, was Mandy (my girlfriend), who had arrived …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man â Part 18 – Surprise!”
In the days that followed an interesting change in my lifestyle began to emerge. In hindsight I suspect this was something that was predictable, but at the time it all seemed like new ground. My life had become a roller coaster of new experiences, in so many ways, and amid that turmoil some of the …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man. Part 17. A New Normal.”
 I woke in my apartment having dozed off in the late afternoon. The journey home had been exhausting, the plane being rerouted due to a runway incident at OâHare, and one way or another the trip took a lot longer than expected. I reeled as I remembered the events of the weekend. âHow could …
Continue reading “CLOTHES MAKETH THE MAN â Part 16. The Return Home.”
I watched helplessly, on my knees, as the men surrounded me. Looking up from my kneeling position I could see them watching, unzipping their trousers, and then, blocking my vision the sight of one cock after another. Faced with an enormous penis, it is almost impossible to focus on a manâs face. All I could …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man â Part 15. The veil of tears.”
I found myself staring at the bed. The dress was stunning. There was a complete set of lingerie, including corset, white stockings, an elaborate suspender belt, and waist high panties. While a part of me was reeling in panic, another equal part was intrigued. The wedding dress almost called to me. âYou know you want …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man – Part 14. The bride wore white.”
If youâre looking for Part 1 it can be found here:Â https://fionadobson.com/clothes-maketh-the-man-part-1/ I spent the afternoon browsing through some shops. It was nice to be away from home and able to wander among the clothes and makeup without the fear of being seen by someone who knew me. I bought three pairs of panties, a very …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man – Part 13. A shift in the wind.”
If youâre looking for Part 1 it can be found here:Â https://fionadobson.com/clothes-maketh-the-man-part-1/ The fog was drifting in as I arrived at the San Francisco advertising agency office. Their waterfront offices had a wonderful view, when you could see it. The pretty receptionist seemed to know exactly who I was as I arrived and showed me into …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man – Part 12. After the black male – the blackmail.”
I woke to the sound of my phone ringing. As I gathered my wits memories of the night before came flooding back like a tide of warm wet â Oh my god. I remembered what I had done, and at some point it all faded into a blur. Glancing around my bedroom I saw discarded …
Continue reading “Clothes Maketh The Man – Part 11. Feeling the squeeze.”
I felt the heat of the head of Dwayneâs dick pressing against the slippery wetness of my buttocks. Devina had covered me in so much lube, it would be impossible to squirm away. With her sitting on my neck, while I could have put up a fight, I found myself shocked into total submission. âWait,â …
I could hear voices in my living room. Â There was a little light laughter and I could tell that Devina and her guest were making themselves comfortable. I found myself flushed and felt my heart racing. Â I ran the tap and put my wrists under it, the cool water calming me. Â As I looked in …
Faced with the threat of blackmail and exposure, reluctant crossdresser Andy is forced to confront his conflicting desires. On the one hand, playing along with Devina’s filthy plan would be dangerous and could make things worse, but on  the other his curiosity and secret wish to take things further was growing with every passing moment. …
I stood staring at the computer screen. I felt my heart pounding and I was short of breath. How could it be? How had Devina got me dressed â so passable â and photographed me blowing a guy? Why was it I had no memory of it, and most of all, why did I look …