Nearly all of my outfits are in the wash, and all of my undies, which means I'll soon be dressed up in lovely clean clothes. It's been simply ages. Did you miss me?

Love hot weather, but not when it's wet too! Plays hell with my syrup!

I hope you take a few moments to read my profile before zooming down to my pictures, but if you do, enjoy.

I've posted loads of me in it on my Flickr pages, do enjoy, at least 200 pictures there, (a few are ultra private, so ner).

Amanda's Flickr Pages

Thanks to the gorgeous Anna for inspiration.

By the way, I promise I will re-new this profile soon.



I'm 46, very tall, slim, blue eyes usually blonde and oh well, look at my pics and decide for yourself!

So, here's my story?

I first encountered the joys of dressing at an early age when I asked an older female cousin to 'dress me up like a girl', put it away, no sexy story here I was about 7 or 8 and very curious, in clothes that is.

I used to stay at my aunties every Saturday, but would stay in while she went to the shops so I could put on her underwear and best of all, tights.

This was an occasional thing until later in my mid teens when I found myself home alone most Saturdays. My sister lived overseas and had left a wardrobe full of clothes and a drawer full of make-up.

I would dress to my heart's content and finish off with copious masturbation n front of the mirror. I was a teenager, there's always another wank!

This lapsed when I got other interests and friends that occupied my Saturdays.

When I started college I discovered Transformation, then a new shop in Manchester (it's still got the same stock 25 years on!)

What they did have then was Stephanie doing massage in the basement, I was quite nervous when she offered 'extras', but it was very pleasant indeed.

Then I read in the Daily Mirror a scandal about a hotel in Oldham where men would dress up in skirts. It wasn't hard to find, did they know their expose was free advertising?

There in a grand old house Kelly dress me up so nicely, and I got to spend time with several equally shy t-girls. I was wearing such an elegant black dress, I spent most of my time going up and downstairs so I could see myself in the big mirror.

I couldn't afford to go there much, but I have visited Kelly in her new flat in Manchester over the years and been treated so well.

I met a couple of girls through contact mags, an old dear who wasn't into sex (she had me in my prime in her flat, but no)

A 'mature' pre-op in Accrington, who introduced me to the shrunken cock and couldn't inspire me to hardness, however hard she tried.

And strangely enough a pre-op f-m! Who was such a lovely person I found myself having sex with him a couple of times, and phone sex while I was dressed many times!

But no pretty t-girls and no relationships.

I did find a couple of gay sauna parlours, where I got sucked a little, and found myself watching a terific session in a steam room, but realising that while the situation was a thrill, I just don't like men, the smell the shape, the hair, except for one thing,

Cocks, they are just so lovely, such a pity that girls don't have them...


So g-girls would lead me back to the conventional world, until the internet came along ...

And my obsession grew, I realised I loved girls with cocks and most of all I loved being one.

Yahoo chat got me started, I know it's poor and you get pestered to death, but sitting in a nice skirt and tights on webcam was a joy!

But like all good things it had it's bad side, namely, getting pestered by arseholes.

Then along came TV Chix, with such a low arsehole quotient as to be negligible.

So many gorgeous girls, a few not so gorgeous, on the outside though. But most of all, what respectful admirers reside here. It was so horrible on Yahoo when you had to block so many idiots who wouldn't take no for an answer.

So now I have had a few meets, mostly platonic and very nice, a couple of sexy ones too, including my first experience of anal sex, which was very good indeed, and I was pleased to find, left me wanting more.

I have decided that, although it has limited the number of meets I get, I will continue to be very fussy about who I meet, and not just on looks, but if I am having few meets I want them all to be special.


to be continued ...






I love to see a really stylish classy girl, but I'm completely turned off by the frilly sissy thing, honestly, what is that about?

I'm not looking for a relationship, I'm afraid it will be fun only, but how far that goes it up to you. But if you are the right girl, and you can put up with me, then who knows what might happen.

Do I really know what I'm looking for? I really couldn't say, perhaps fantasy overwhelms reality, perhaps it's just fun.

I do love to chat online and to receive messages, so come on, what are you waiting fo


A little wish list

My first silicone tits are becoming essential, but I really am that skint, they do not have them in Asda! ✓ I have them, ok very small fillets, but it's a start, pair of full cup bifters is next.

5" heels, 5 inches on a size 11 foot, which will provide a good 45° angle to the foot.

Knee length boots - at my height even if I try the right shoe size they don't fit right on my leg.

Corset - proper full boned and laced, one of the best feelings.

Quality set of make-up brushes

Some more colours need to get away from black, where can I find a big red dress?

MAC Foundation

Better mascara - Got that, Max Factor False Lash Effect, very good.

More bras - Added a nice Naturana Long Line Item

More stockings, tights etc. Well of course, they don't last 5 minutes do they? So that's a permanent list item.

I could go on





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