Hello my darling. You know how thrilled I am to see you here beside me to read my Newsletter Number 47.
I'm especially glad you are with me this time because this is a Newsletter that will make you really happy. Why? Because the price of membership of Prim's Petticoat Wendyhouse has dropped to 12.00 USD a month. Now it could be that you are a member and you are paying a higher monthly subscription than that. Well you must change that, as follows: cancel your subscription (do this from the bottom of the JOIN Page). Then rejoin at the new price. Everything will be as normal: you will still get everything.
But another reason for celebrating is that Prim has learnt how to use AI imaging to add alongside his own art.
Let me tell you more. He is creating lovely cross-dressing pictures that are very costume rich. Some nice women model some very feminine delights for you, and sometimes tearful sissyboys are made to wear them too. Oh my heart bleeds for them, they are so upset.
However all this fresh activity means that Prim's June pictures will not be ready until the middle of the month. He is expecting to be feeding his new AI pictures into the Wendyhouse by mid August.
But sweetheart, that's not all. This month there are eight new Roses in the Rose Room and three of them are also in the Lacy Room showing us their lingerie. We'll see a preview of them as we move down my Newsletter and I think you will agree with me that they are all lovely.
Don't forget that you can write to me, just like the nice girls whose letters I have included this time. I want to hear your most personal thoughts, darling. If you can also tell me what you most like to wear, that would be good. Tell me what you like from the Wendyhouse, and ask me anything you like about your feminization. I am always delighted when girls get in touch.
Another thing to bear in mind is that the Wendyhouse website falls into two parts: the Wendyhouse, where all the cartoons and stories are, and the order page where there are past issues of Prissy's Sissies and Feminized In Frillies. Everything on the Order Page does not form part of Wendyhouse membership = it's like a shop where you pay maybe 10 or 12 dollars for just one issue at a time. In the Wendyhouse you get hundreds of times more, as you will see.
Shall we start reading what other girls have sent to me? Shall we look at their photos? Let's get moving then, starting with these lovely smiling photos of Tilly.
Letter 1 --- My Thank you Letter --- Miss Pansybottom
Dearest Auntie Frocks,
I curtsey so daintily for you, pinching between thumb and forefinger the ends of my stiff petticoat, and dipping so very low for you. This is how I imagine myself when I write a letter to you.
I wanted to thank you for your lovely newsletter, and I wanted to share with you my thoughts while reading the most resonating words…
"Alas, darling, sissy-girls at heart are condemned to that awful stop-go of being a sissy cross-dresser. Of course getting rid of everything works out very expensive, but your personal needs have to be pursued, even when it means throwing everything away for a new start. So you did what your heart and head were demanding. Well done. Then the same again, so well done again. You seem to be back where you started. You followed the right path."
I have done the same purge and repeat process, it feels so very shameful being a dainty butt-wiggling prissy sissy, but my little sexless wee-wee gets so stiff and twitchy like its begging to be decorated in pink satin bows and be tickled by auntie or cousin or mummy or nanny.
"…favourite photo is where you are wearing your pink baby dress with a baby harness with pink ribbons and a ribbon leash. It makes you SO pathetic!
Now here's an interesting question: Can you face your alternative routes through life, and decide for definite which way you want to go?"
I confess, I imagined myself having my petticoats fluffed up by you, Auntie, while your hands inspect my panty bulge and frilly bottom.
You have a wonderful way with words Auntie like you are weaving a magical spell that makes me feel so obedient, and shamefully aroused. For example:
"I'm afraid you MUST be put inside a nice deep satin bonnet for baby girls too, so that all you see is what is right in front of you between the lovely white satin sides of your baby bonnet.
Now I want you to do something for your Aunt Frocks, Jan darling. Next time you are in the Nancy Room, wearing your dress, your bonnet and of course your diaper, I want you to find you are reading a really exciting sissy baby story - then WET YOURSELF for Auntie. I think you will feel as babyish as I want you to, sweetheart."
Sometimes, Auntie, I get quite scared of how devastatingly HUMILIATING but exciting it is to be such a pathetic little sissy pansy. It's like a roller coaster…
This leads to purge periods where I take some time to calm down, and focus on the things I value about myself, like my potential for devotedness, because I really do love dominant women and feeling like I'm helping with empowering them, I LOVE when I'm scolded and spanked and dressed and laughed at by the superior ladies who know how to show me exactly how good it feels to be their obedient dollykins.
Mwah! I bend over and wiggle my frilly bum in the air, longing for the sting of your cane, Auntie!
- Prissy Princess Pansybottom xx
You are a good - and extremely pathetic - girl for writing to thank your Auntie in detail like this. It's the easiest thing for our readers to take us for granted at the Wendyhouse, or at any other adult entertainment site for that matter, and not to realise that we have feelings like you yourself. Yes we love you to get warm and feminine when you read our stories or our emails, but we also love you to write and tell us about how warm you were feeling while reading them.
So let's see what you enjoyed, shall we? First you recognised your own experience in that typical on-off life-style of the cross-dresser, and how traumatic and wrenching it can feel. Followed by the inevitable, heart-rending need to get back to those desperately deep desires for effeminate sweetness and even pure humiliation and shame. Darling, you share these feelings with hundreds of thousands of others, believe me. You all have my sympathy. My nephew works for girls like you.
Then you allowed yourself a little dreaming from what I said about your photos: you wanted me to turn up your dress for you, darling, while I spread my fingers all over your private places to test how girly you must be feeling.
And finally you settled into your truly sissy feelings of surrender and defencelessness: a sissy with no hope, just weakness and sweetness and girlishness. Yes dear, that is you. To be honest, since you have surrendered your manhood and become a girlish prissy panty-waist, you must submit to bending over, lifting your bottom high in the air so that your dress and petticoat fall forward while I take down your panties, and accept a good punishment as my cane bites again and again across the sensitive globes of your feminine bottie.
You are my truly effeminate little girlie,
so I kiss you and hug you and love you.
Aunt Frocks x
There are three new girls in the Lacy Lingerie Room and here they are.
Letter 2 ---------- I'm just a Baby ------- Sissy Baby
Hey Aunt Frocks.
I hope this email finds you well. I'm begging you please take me.
I'm a 30-year-old man who has no business being anything but your pathetic sissy baby.
I don't want my life anymore; I want you to kidnap me and strip away every last bit of my masculinity.
I want to be forced into a girl, kept in diapers and mittens, a locked pacifier so I can never speak or look like a man again.
Make me your helpless, messy, sissy toy who has to crawl at your feet in mittens and diapers.
Don't be gentle. Break me, diaper me, and turn me into the girl I'm meant to be. I'm yours to humiliate however you want.
Your Sissy Baby
Hello Sweetheart, so you're a baby sissy? Now that is sweet.
I can appreciate how you want to escape from that nasty masculinity with trousers and shirts and yuckee things like that. You would much prefer to wear soft silky lingerie and you want me to put it on for you, over a soft, safe diaper. Then you want to be beautifully tricked out in floaty petticoats and a darling baby dress that Ladies would swoon over when they saw the Baby.
I also see how you would like to become as helpless as can be, and silenced with an immovable pacifier. That sounds an excellent idea, because babies can't do anything for themselves, can they? Nor can they move about, and that is why you would be best closed into a crib or a baby play pen with the door and the lid locked so that it won't open and you find yourself looking out at your Aunt Frocks through its pink plastic bars. Then Baby James will be stuck in one place in his pink silk baby dress, mittens and bootees.
I wonder if you have seen the nice AI piccies on Tumblr of sissy babies in very pouffy diapers and extremely frilly costumes? I am attaching two examples so that you can see how you should be dressed, darling.
Hugs from your Aunt Frocks xxx
Sissies who are babyfied by their Mistresses can be rendered so sissy and girly these days. Look at these pics (from tumblr) by anonymousblog27:
My next photo model is Susan England. I don't know whether she calls herself that because she lives in the UK or whether it's her full name, but what elegance. What poise.
Here is Susan:
Letter 3 --- Baby Sally will get a new Mommy --- Sally Pantyhose
Hello Aunty Frocks curtsy,
Prim said I should get in touch with you about posting some of my baby piccys on your wonderful site. You are a real inspiration to me and your piccys are just so wonderful they make my useless lickle cocky twitch.
I am a pathetic crossdressing sissy baby who loves a dummy to suck on, and a big diaper to wear and do pee pee in - blush.
Well of course a good spanking should be given for baby Sally doing wee wee in her nappy and letting it trickle down her hosed legs into her baby socks and booties. Ouch mm Ouch mmm Ouch oh dont stop - giggles.
I am shaved all over like a good baby and call my tiny cock Miss Floppy. I was never a real man, could never satisfy a woman and am now proud to be who and what I am.
I have a Master who puts girly Sally in bondage that I so love then sometimes spanks me and uses nipple pumps on my sissy boobies.
I am hopefully soon getting a Mommy for baby Sally. This is what she wrote to me - giggles. I am so excited I just wet my self - giggles.
"I would love to be your Mommy, looking after the little baby you. I could change your nappy, being sure to rub plenty of baby cream into your botty and of course on that pathetic tiny little thing of yours. Once that's done and a butt plug firmly in place, I would fasten your nappy. I would then have you suckling on my nipples as I pat your bum, pressing on the butt plug. Of course, if baby is naughty, baby will get a spanking from Mommy.
Mommy would dress you up in a pink dress, and before Mommy puts your nappy on, you can sit on Mommy's lap for some Mommy cuddles. Mommy will give you lots and lots to drink, so when Mommy's put your nappy on, you can do lots of pee pees in your nappy. You might even do pee pees out of your pathetic little thingy while Mommy's changing you, but then Mommy would have to give you spankys.
Also, everytime Mommy looks at piccies of her sissy baby, Mommy keeps doing cummies, so I think that sissy baby will have to lick Mommys cummies clean."
I am so excited I just wet myself - giggles.
As you can see Aunty Frocks I just love the humiliation of it all.
Not too many pics I hope Aunty Frocks, giggles, oh I do hope you like them. I have many more - lol
Hugs and kisses, baby Sally
Well Sally, reading your letter, I have to say that you are a particularly pathetic baby sissy, unable to contain your wee-wees, and depending on nappies and pantyhose.
But on the other hand, my darling, what a good baby girl you are for writing such a long and careful email to your Aunt Frocks - AND for sending me your babyish photos. Goodness you must be a handful to your nanny when Miss Floppy wets your nappy so often, and so deeply, so that your infantile wetties runs down your pantyhose. I agree with her that you must be spanked when that happens - each time!
So you are about to get a new Mommy! Well, well, well! Now that will put Baby Sally Pantyhose in her place, and Miss Floppy too. From her letter, she sounds very thorough and I expect she will apply strict discipline to her new baby, but this is what you need, darling: a proper baby upbringing with no sissy-boy nonsense. I am very glad to hear that she will keep you in pink dresses. She will obviously be very attentive to your feminization and I approve of that.
You look quite unsexed in your photos, as you recognise yourself when you say you were never a real man. I'm not so keen on the ones where you are spreading your legs: I know that my Newsletter - and the Rose Room - are browsed by a lot of smart ladies, dear, and they are above such glaring displays. I like to know that you are properly nappied and that you are wearing your baby pantyhose, but I also like to see you wearing a nice dress to celebrate your feminine side. It's called TASTE, darling.
You are an angel for writing to me, Sally.
Love from your Aunt Frocks xxx
I've chosen some of Sally's stylish 'grown up lady' photos instead of the first set she sent me. She has many sides to herself, all of them feminine and rather special.
Hi Ma'am
I am a sissy and I love your site!!!!!
I want to be your sissy!!!!
Please tell me what to do ma'am.
Sissy
Hello Sissy darling.
I'm pleased to see you love the Petticoat Wendyhouse. That shows me that YES, you ARE a sissy.
I can't 'take on' a sissy for mentoring, my dear: I wouldn't have the time to provide the treatment you need. My wish for you is to pursue the different rooms in the Wendyhouse and develop in your femininity along the lines that Prim leads you in his stories and art. You could read what Miss Blouse says in the later issues of Prim's Petticoat Pansies, and finally you can listen to me in my Newsletters, my pet.
If you are feeding on the sissy material in the Wendyhouse, you will become more and more sissified. I think that is what you want.
Love and a warm hug,
Aunt Frocks x
Sissy again:
Hi mommy
Thank you for your response.
You are amazing.
I would love to talk to you sometimes and to show you my dresses.
I pay and I love everything, every story, I can't stop reading.
I love Jason's story in the boutique.
Thank you mommy
Sissy
Hello Sweetheart.
Jason was not happy about being made to work in the Sissy Boutique, and if you love that story, I wonder if you love stories of forced feminization? If so, you are going to love the Wendyhouse because it is full of stories like that.
Did you start at the beginning of the Wendyhouse, In the Stephanie Room, with Prim's Petticoat Pansies Issue#1, intending to read everything through all the rooms? That is where you will find all the longer stories. In our later rooms, like the Penelope Room, the stories are shorter, with more Prim pictures.
You must practise being sissy, darling. Wear sweet lingerie and a pretty dress while you are reading, and see yourself in every story. You are Jason and you must be feminized.
Hugs, my pet.
Love and hugs, my darling xxx
I'm happy to tell you, my darling, that the Rose Room has been blessed in the past two months with eight new additions. These are the first four new Roses.
We met Fenella and Victoria in the Lingerie Room higher up, and we'll see more of Valentina in a minute. As for Roxy, if you want to see her Rose Room gallery you can join the Wendyhouse today and see her and all our lovely Roses in the Rose Room, because when you join the Wendyhouse, you get EVERYTHING.
Letter 5: How I Got Caught ----------- Sandra
Hi Monica,
Thanks for the Login. I am sure I will enjoy when I sign in.
Here also is my life story of Sandra and how I got caught, it may explain how I am what I am.
Sandra's Story.
Being a closet crossdresser for years, my first break to dress as I wanted without interference came a couple of years ago.
My wife and her friends decided to go to Cornwall for a long weekend. I immediately decided it was an ideal situation to dress all the weekend and decided to call my cd friend who had been wanting to see me dressing via his PC. He was delighted and asked me if I would put myself in bondage as well so he could video me as a kidnapped girl. I had done self-bondage a few times and admit I loved the excitement so agreed. We decided the time and eventually my wife and her friends left. I gave them an hour and phoned my friend and told him I was ready to dress.
I had a good range of clothing, mainly satin 50's style as I have a satin fetish. Previously laying all the clothes out on the bed and putting a chair in front of the screen so he could video and photograph me, I cut certain size ropes to tie myself to the chair ready for when he came on air, I stripped off as he requested and having already shaved fastened my chastity device on, pulling my black satin panties over it leaving the key on the desk. Then hooked my black satin long line brassiere on which I got from 'What Katie Did' hooking it up at the rear, then wrapped a boned high waist corset with 8 suspenders around my waist and laced myself tightly up. Once the brassiere was hooked up I inserted the C cup fillers into the cups. I switched the screen on and stood away from the screen so he could see me lace it up. He came on and I heard him sigh he mentioned that I was looking good. I then fastened the black seamed stockings on ensuring they were taut and seams straight. Then sat in the chair and buckled my 5" heels on so he could see my legs in heels and stocking, the high heels I had never walked out in but they felt good on now.
Pulling the chair away from the screen I stood facing it until he told me he could see all of me dressing. I first pulled a red satin scoop necked blouse over my head pulling it down over my breasts which felt wonderful but it did reveal my black satin shoulder straps, then stepped into a black satin full waist slip. The full skirt, knee length, was also in black satin. I stood up and swished around for him. He told me to make myself up closer to the screen and put on my shoulder length dark wig. He did say as I put on the red lipstick I was looking now like a real woman especially with the red lipstick. He then told me to put on my long red satin elbow length gloves which I had only just purchased. They felt really sexy. He told me to make certain moves so he could video me.
After about half an hour he told me now to tie myself up making me harden behind my cage. He asked if I had got all the bondage equipment he had requested, I told him I did. I then sat in the chair and pulled my skirt up so the suspenders showed, then reached down and secured my ankles to the chair legs with leather cuffs, holding my legs apart which he wanted so he could see up my skirt. I was beginning to feel helpless at this time and was getting hard in my chastity. Next I reached for the ropes to tie my hands. But first had to put on a collar and let the ropes hang down through the 'D' ring at the back of my neck so I could slip my hands through the loops loose enough to get free if necessary.
But first, which I had forgotten, he mentioned the gag, I treated for the silk cloth to stuff it into my mouth securing it there with a large red ball gag. I tightened it and felt it OK. I was now silenced so couldn't talk to him. Finally the ropes, I reached high up behind my back and found the loops, and slipped my wrists through them, I felt myself blush noticing my breasts were thrusting out into the satin blouse. He then asked me to struggle and try to shout for help, humiliated a I did mmmmpphhffing was all that came out due to my mouth stuffed with the cloth, and I realised I was now helpless apart from sliding my hands out of the loops. I heard him say I looked so helpless as he took photos and videos. It had been about 3 hours now I had been in the chair almost helpless wriggling for him and was getting hard myself. I had been feeling hard for quite some time enjoying showing my friend my predicament when suddenly I heard my front door open and a voice calling out "We are home darling". I panicked, but doing so the loops tightened up around my wrists.
I COULDN"T MOVE.
My friend asked what was going on as I struggled and he realised something was wrong and switched off leaving me helpless in bondage, dressed as a woman.
Terrified, I sat struggling as I heard my wife's footsteps coming up the stairs. I prayed the other women weren't coming up as well. Unknown to me, they had got to the hotel where there had been a fire and the holiday was cancelled so they returned.
As she came in the bedroom she saw me "What the hell is going on" she shouted. I looked over my shoulder at her, unable to speak due to the gag. I learnt afterwards she had thought I had kidnapped a girl and was keeping her trussed up. She came round to the front of me "who the hell are you?" she shouted. I mumble through the gag and she realised it was me. "What the hell are you doing dressed like a woman bound and gagged". She saw my suspenders and lifted my skirt noticing my panties, tugging them down revealed the cage, "what is this" she said patting the chastity. She walked around me then flicked my brassiere shoulder straps that were showing. "Oh my God" she said you are wearing women's underwear as well. "What are you, queer or gay?" Still gagged I tried to talk through the gag. She realised it and unbuckled the strap under my wig. She tried to pull it out but it was still wedged in my mouth. Buckling the gag strap before I could spit out the mouth filling, she left, leaving me in this situation, staring back at me she told me she was going down to see the girls off.
I was thankful for that, imagining all the girls coming up to see me. She came back about half an hour later. she unbuckled the gag strap again and pulled the ball out of my mouth with a plop, I spat the silk cloth out and blurted out I was sorry and please release me. She released me from the bondage and made me stand in the middle of the room in front of her while she went and got her camera and took photos of me making me pose in sexy positions, then made me undress putting all the clothes into a bag. I was so humiliated knowing I had been discovered.
She said nothing all night but the following day she made me go to the tip and watched me put all the clothing, shoes and items into it.
It was many months after she met a woman, Diane, who she had told her about me, Diane, told her all about transvestites and crossdressers and that it could benefit her if she moved in and had me as their maid. One evening I was told to sit down and they explained, if I wanted be woman OK, but it was going to cause a divorce unless I agreed to be their female permanent maid. Due to costs of a divorce, I agreed, Diane since then has taken control of my finances and I was transformed into Sandra their maid with always the threat of photos being shown to my friends if I resisted or changed my mind. So here I am. Never had a contact again from my CD friend but enjoying what I am.
Love Sandra
Sandra sent me her letter at the beginning of May and I've searched and searched but I can 't find my reply to her. How disappointing is that!
But I want you to see her shame story, and I know she would want you to see it too.
I send her my hugs and love again xxx
Carolina has sent me some of her fab photos. Will you look at this!
Letter 6 --- I want to join the Wendyhouse -------- Amy
Hi Auntie - from my quick look may I say, what a wonderful site.
Can you help my understanding of membership please? cost? duration?
Sorry that this sissy is so thick!
Love Amy xxx
Hello Amy.
The Wendyhouse is a warm and friendly website for sissies to submerge themselves in sissy girlyness or babyhood for a month at a time - or longer if you go with recurring subscription. It costs $14.95 for a month, but this is going to change in a couple of days to $12.00 because that's easier on the purse.
You join by going to the Entry Page and clicking on the red JOIN button (or INSTANT ACCESS). Once you are inside the Wendyhouse you scroll down to the rooms and click on everything to open all the contents. It's all about cartoons drawn by my nephew Prim and the stories he's written to go with them. The best thing is to wait until you are in there and work your way from room to room to see what is in them all.
Good luck and feel very feminine. You can always write to me later and tell me what you have found that you particularly liked. Will you do that for me?
Hugs and love from your Aunt Frocks x
Here are four examples of Prim's more recent pics from the Wendyhouse.
But for Prim's contributions, search through this link:
Drop the Search menu from the top, choose Author Search, type in PRIM and choose PRIM 38 on the right, then display, and there you are: 38 Prim stories with Prim pics.
Letter 7 ------------ My Bio for my Rose Room gallery ------ Valentina
Hello again Valentina.
It's Aunt Frocks again. I am creating your Rose Room gallery at the moment, but I have no bio to go with your photos. You don't have to have one: it depends if you want me to include one. Take a look in the Rose Room to see how long/short it should be to fit in.
With love from Aunt Frocks x
Valentina's profile:
Hi,
Here is a small bio:
"Valentina Rossi is a queer genderfluid Latina robotics engineer, writer, and pop-culture essayist currently based in Switzerland.
She chose her public name in homage to Valentina Rosselli, the stylish, independent, and sexually liberated protagonist of Guido Crepax's iconic Italian comic series Valentina.
Her autobiographical short story "Sueño de Una Noche de Verano en Aztlán: Chasing the Elusive, Trashy 'Masterpiece'" (published in the 2025 anthology Shakespeare Adjacent) blends campus comedy, lost-media obsession, and Aztec cosmic horror.
Writing contributions
oShakespeare Adjacent (2 Jokers Publishing, 2025)
oThe Man Who Laughs: Exploring the Clown Prince of Crime (Crazy 8 Press, 2023)
oWomen Take the Conn: An Unauthorized Star Trek Essay Collection by Women Writers (Becky Books, 2024)
In her interview "Gender Fluidity with Valentina Rossi" for Transnights, she describes living with two distinct psyches - one masculine, one feminine - and expresses her female side through fashion, makeup and body shaping. She identifies as bisexual and trans/genderfluid.
By day she works as a robotics engineer; by night she is a cinephile, comics fangirl, and fashion enthusiast. Multilingual in Spanish, English, French, Italian, and some German, she can be found online as
@rossi_tg
on X and
@rossi-tg.bsky.social on Bluesky."
If you think it is too long, or that my writing is not relevant for your site, you can skip that section. Or you can tell me how you would like to fine-tune it.
Thank you,
Valen
Thank you for your prompt reply. That really helps me.
I get the feeling you are relatively young and lead an exciting life. How wonderful that you are multilingual too. You must work very hard. I can see, for example, that you take great pains to make your photos perfect.
Enjoy the Wendyhouse.
Warm wishes from Aunt Frocks x
With love and a warm kiss, Annie,
Aunt Frocks x
Now darling, I told you we had welcomed eight new Roses into the Rose Room and we've only seen four of them. Here are the second four.
Letter 8 ------ A While since I wrote ------- Sissy Priscilla
Hello, It's been a very long time since I've been in contact with prissys sissies -
I sometimes sent you texts and photos, Sissy Priscilla Pinkpussy, if anyone still remembers. Perhaps there are still old issues of prissys sissies around with my content. I've tried to enhance my photos with AI, but unfortunately, I get blocked by the common systems after a short time, even though I'm not uploading any explicit content. However, I was able to generate one image and I'm sending it to you with a story. I hope you like it. The photo below is based on a real photo of mine which is attached. Love Sissy Priscilla.
Priscilla's story: It was that day, a sunny spring morning, the chirping of little sparrows filled the air, when Priscilla strolled through her grandmother's garden in her white and pink frilly dress. The soft satin panties beneath the ruffled skirt concealed what remained of her small penis after years of sissy training. And it was such a pleasant sensation to feel the soft, cool satin between her legs. The ribbed dildo, which had been inserted with plenty of cream into her clitoris (which has been stretched and widened over the years) more than an hour ago, moved slightly in and out with every step Priscilla took through the garden. Her small breasts were full as ripe peaches, and it wouldn't be long before the walk alone was enough to coat her frilly panties with sissy faggot cream. But Grandma told her to keep wandering, because a special guest was arriving today and eagerly awaiting him, Priscilla strolled to the garden's exit, which was never to be left. After all, only a rough, noisy world awaited her out there, a world that despised effeminate sissies. Oh, and who Priscilla saw riding in at the entrance on a white horse exceeded her wildest expectations. Prince Dick von Harding arrived in his Sunday best, and he would greet Priscilla with all his magnificent manhood. They would spend the day and the entire evening together, and he would show Priscilla again and again why Grandma had chosen the name Pinkpussy for her beloved sissy boi. The mere thought of it made Priscilla's satin panties soaking wet. That frilly dress wouldn't be able to hide it for much longer.
Well, this is a lovely bolt out of the blue. Of course I remember you from your work in Prissy's Sissies years ago, and I remember your Flickr pages and your photos in wonderfully sissy frilly dresses and bloomers. I knew then that you were a sissy through and through.
Darling your AI photo is a treat and it goes so well with your short story. You have sent them to me just in time for my next Newsletter, if there is room for them, in mid May. I must encourage you to keep trying with AI photos if this is how nice your work will turn out. As in this photo, you always showed such fine attention to detail in sissy-girly touches like pose, effeminacy and dress detail. Your heels are delicious, and your Prissy style purse.
Thank you for writing to me and sending me your photos and story. I look forward to hearing from you again.
A cuddle from Aunt Frocks x
I want to show you these lovely shots of Fenella. she is quite a character as you can see, and we love that.
Letter 9 - Help me find this story - ----------- Sissy Julia
Dear Aunt Frocks,
I've just stumbled onto your wonderful site while searching for an old cartoon series, and I wondered if you might know of it or know where I might search for it?
I'll subscribe and take a look around in case you may have drawn it, but in the meanwhile I wonder if you might recognise it from my description?
It was entitled 'In my younger days' or similar, and was a very long and quite detailed tale of a young sissy, who was living as a servant for a very rich Master.
It went into great detail about what her training and standards of proper sissy etiquette, as well as the typical day spent serving her master and his friends. Her dresses were fabulous creations of flouncey frills and pink satin and her tribulations were focussed on her struggle to be the best sissy she could be. It left a life changing impression on me: to this day I wear a tinkle bell when I'm with a man, and please him just like she described in her training - in many respects I owe this cartoon my sissy journey of discovery!
The drawing & narrative style was like a comic strip, and it was online maybe 15 or 20 years ago on a now since defunct blogger site.
Any hints or pointers would be so very welcome, I never got to finish the collection when one day it went offline and I haven't been able to find it since.
Apologies Miss for my long email, I hope you can help and I send my heartfelt thanks for reading this far.
Your Sincerely
Sissy julia xxx
Hello Julia.
Thank you for writing to me at the Wendyhouse. I can understand your urgency in trying to find the 'In My Younger Days' story when you explain what a deep, life-shaping impression it made on you. You want to relive those faintly remembered young feelings.
I've spoken to Prim about it and he says it was definitely not one of his stories, for two reasons. First, he doesn't do sissy-master stories. Well, occasionally, but not very many because he prefers sissies being dressed by dominant WOMEN. Secondly he doesn't do comic strip stories. Also he wasn't doing ANY stories 15 or 20 years ago. So I'm sorry, pet, we can't help you to find it.
Except: maybe I can try and help. If I include your letter in my Newsletter No.47, due out in mid May, one or two readers might be familiar with what you say in your mail: you describe it very well, so that helps. Then they can get in touch with me, and I'll get back to you.
I'm sorry I can't be more helpful, but of course you will benefit in another way: like you say, darling: you have found Prim's Petticoat Wendyhouse --- Yippee!
Enjoy feeling sissy, Julia.
Aunt Frocks x
Sissy Julia again:
Dear Aunt Frocks,
I finally got in and I have to say I'm having a wonderful time in the Wendyhouse, such a treasure trove of precious sissy moments!
Thank you for all your efforts in making such a place.
I also have news on my search for the missing comic strip! I trawled through the browser bookmarks on an old laptop and found the location and title as it was!
The title of the bookmarked first page was actually 'In my younger and more vulnerable days', and the page itself was at https://forcedfemnovel.blogspot.com/ which is sadly blank now. I wonder if these details might help your readers to remember it?
It's such a silly thing for me to obsess about, but it feels important for me to understand more about where my new full-time sissy life came from.
thank you once again,
Sissy julia xxx
Well that's settled it, apparently, Julia. Prim says he never had a blogspot so the story can't be one of his. He wishes he could help more.
I do hope we find a way for you to find it. I'll do my best, precious.
Love from your Aunt Frocks x
Our last sweetheart of this Newsletter is Suzanne, darling. Miss Suzanne Smith, who is quite a dazzler.
We've reached storytime in my Newletter, darling. I've got just two stories for you this time: one from Prissy and one from Prim. Starting with a panty domination story by Prim and Prissy taken from Feminized-In-Frillies vol.8
Finally here is a Prim story. It's story 345 taken from the Felicity Room.
Darling let me say good-bye with a glam photo of Paula. Doesn't she look clutchable in her lovely print dress?
My pet, it's been such a pleasure having you with me as we went thrugh my May Newsletter. I hope you found it a pretty good experience, not only because of the letters girls sent me and the wonderful photos they've shared with us, but also because of the fabulous news I was able to tell you up at the top. All we need now is for other girls to write to me, or send me their photos. Don't forget, you could do the same. I can honestly say I am LONGING for you to write to me.
Kiss, kiss, kiss, my darling angel.
From your loving Aunt Frocks xxx