A wonderful photo of the romance of young delicate fairies.Brings
4th Annual Sissy Hypno Awards 2018
Mother was overjoyed when she saw me wearing the heels she bought
How when we boys dressed in our older sister’s clothes, we
When I had the other shy boy from school over for a day over
After an evening of firsts, of countless new confusing, unsettling
The girls howled in delight, when after school, we boys traded
Things you can relate to when your boyhood best friend was a
When father left, there would be nothing that stopped mother,
A boy’s first encounter with an older sister bringing her college
“Girls mature faster than boys”I was always known to be so
How when en femme, a boy can so indulge so uninhibitedly in that
In the secrecy of my bedroom, trying on clothes from an older
Influenced by my boyhood anxieties, came countless thoughts and
Mother was particularly amused when I had friends over from school,
Mother always was irritated that I was too scrawny and delicate.
That moment of confusion, after answering the door to friends,
When mother enrolled me at a boarding school for introverted
Always having been a feminist, when father left, mother began
Memories, of how while all the other boys played outside on our
Made over, in some of her raciest underwear and heels, how mother
Things you can relate to when your boyhood best friends were
It was a shock when beginning at the boy’s boarding school,
Him between your legs, inside you, all night long.What a boy
All of us boys that crossdressed together, always put such effort
Throughout my boyhood, I always worried that my friends at school
That expression. That incomparable ecstasy of when boys are inside
When that new boy started at your school, and mutually you could
Never were we shy boys in such heaven, such bliss, as when kissing
It doesn’t take a stretch of the imagination to imagine that
I, a boy, would only be aware of how abnormal it was, growing
If felt as if nothing could ever go right for Greg. After years
On the year anniversary of us boys seeing one another, mother
Throughout my childhood years, all of us boys had heard of the “fairy”
The sensations of my thighs being acutely restricted in a racy
Father would frequently bemoan “political correctness gone