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I’ve always had a fondness for writing about men who dress as women. I fact in Not Just a Pretty Face, the second story I ever had published, way back in 1991, Rosie, the heroine thought she might be a lesbian because she fell in love with her glamorous new ‘female’ boss, Ellis. Of course she pretty soon found out that the beautiful creature she so fancied was a ‘he’ and that she wasn’t gay after all… because she’d subconsciously sensed what was under Ellis’s elegant skirt.
I’m not sure why I like to put drag queens and transvestites in my stories. I can’t think of any deep psychological reason for it, other than I’m fascinated by duality, by people having one or more different personae, and assuming masks and disguises and being someone else. Like Clark Kent turning into Superman, Michael turning into Dorothy in Tootsie… like a quiet living, perfectly ordinary and unremarkable Yorkshirewoman turning into Portia Da Costa when she turns to her 'dark side' and writes hot erotic romance.
My second fictional drag queen arose when I was in the midst of a ‘thing’ about both the X Files and Twin Peaks… and writing Continuum. As part of her adventures I wanted the heroine, Joanna to become involved with a severe dominatrix, but there needed to be a twist, and that twist came when I saw an episode of Twin Peaks from the second series featuring Denise Bryson, the cross-dressing Government agent. Perfect casting for me… and the television Denise became ‘my’ Madame Denise.
One thing I have to admit is that the transvestites in my books are all impossibly perfect. Flawless. They pass for women without the slightest difficulty. Especially the exquisite Valentina in Suite Seventeen. My heroine, Annie, does recognise that the striking Italian beauty is a man, but at the same time she’s completely blown away by her/him. I have no picture of Valentina, as she’s purely a construct of my imagination, but here’s a photo that might give the slightest hint of her… even though the hair and the clothes are totally wrong! LOL
My drag queen in Hotbed, Stella Fontayne is a very different personality. She’s more burlesque in character, more arch, but still gorgeous in her own way. She’s also quite capricious and manipulative and more than a little sexually voracious. And unlike Valentina, Stella is prone to fuck when in drag. Here’s a naughty excerpt where ‘she’ and Patti, one of the book’s heroines are having a ‘conversation’ about the imminent arrival of Patti’s sister, Natalie.
‘You’re very quiet?’ Patti felt the stiff pink taffeta scratch her skin again. Just where it was sorest from the efforts of Stella’s hard, but elegant hand. ‘What are you thinking about, little one?’ Patti felt the very tips of a set of long pointed nails slide across her backside, the touch frustratingly light yet like five streaks of acid.
She groaned, no longer quiet, her cunt contracting.
The nails retraced their track, lighter than ever, yet hotter because the nerve-ends had been stirred. Patti bit her lips, felt her head go light, endured the tiny spasm in her swollen, aching clit.
‘Patti?’
The voice was more revealing than ever now. Patti heard her own name sound deeper, full of real emotion, and felt her body go limp, lose strength, blown away by it. Her cunt wept, the thick slippery liquid sliding out of her like an unfurling flag of lust. She wept other tears too; but not from the pain of her spanking. Confused, she turned her head to dislodge the drops, and saw again the glittering pink of Stella’s costume. There was an electric crackle in the air as it slid to the floor and hit the grubby lino.
She had lovingly tacked and sewn that skirt, then fitting it closely on its wearer. Very closely. Precision tailored, with only a sheer silky basque beneath… It had been fun, that fitting, and her cunt grasped involuntarily, recalling it.
Feeling the long fingernails again, against her jaw this time, Patti knew that Stella was changing even as he touched her. Not his costume this time, but his mindset. Unrestricted by the conventions of gender, he was making the best choice for the moment…
He was a man now, in spite of the exotic, whorish perfume he wore, which as ever threatened to make Patti sneeze. In spite of the red satin knickers which Patti saw flash across edge of her vision, consigned to the floor, with the dress.
‘So, you’re absolutely convinced that your sister will come back to Redwych to visit us?’ persisted the man who still seemed to be ‘Stella’, even now.
‘Yes! She’ll come! I’ve already persuaded her, I told you!’ gasped Patti, fighting the hard, stiffened edge of a corset as it pressed against her bottom. Fighting the urge to churn her hips and rub herself, ‘I- I’d never let you down…’ She paused, and heard, through her own pounding blood, a series of tiny distinctive pops…
‘Stella…’ she whispered, watching ten long, hot pink ovals - Stella’s false fingernails - drop one by one onto the counter beside her.
‘I know you won’t, little one,’ murmured her lover as his fingertips, shorn of their talons, explored her labia and paddled in her juices.
‘Oh God,’ moaned Patti, saliva rattling in her throat as if every gland in her body had was open and pouring out liquid. Her clitoris felt ready to burst from the gathered sensation.
‘No, it’s just me,’ said ‘Stella’, his laughing breath warm in Patti’s ear as his erect cock forged its slow way inside her.
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This was how I first discovered the potential beauty of men femming it up - although this treads the line between androgyny and cross-dressing, as the clothes themselves are more "camp thespian" than directly feminine. I find very convincing drag queens sexy (if the jaw's too strong, they just look like ugly women, and any kind of stubble / rough skin is a no-no) - one has - oh, alright, I have - this thrilling awareness that there's a man underneath that - or rather, a vivid mental image of a cock nestling under the flat fall of the dress. That's what everyone thinks about, isn't it? You look at a drag queen and visualise their cock. (Not, say, their adam's apple) I don't usually look at people and think ohmigod you've got a cock, I'm seeing it in my head RIGHT NOW yes I am yes I am and if it gets hard we'll SEE IT heeheeeheeeheehee. Well, not often, anyway.
You haven't experienced the ultimate in drag queens until you've seen a Thai katoey. The "lady-boys" are often exquisite - helped along by the fact that most Thai men are relatively hairless and often have delicate builds. Often you'd never know the truth unless you look for the tell-tale signs (I always check out the feet; men's feet just don't look right in high heels!)
I find cross-dressing highly erotic because I believe that every individual has male and female elements. Donning the trappings of the opposite gender frees you to experience the other side of your self. It's like Halloween on steroids.
One gets such a large variety of men going this route. So many are obviously not feminine and one tends just to feel sorry for them. Others reaally do seem to be "shemales" as most people would find it hard to actually tell they were men.
Seems though that present day we get many more men dressing passably as women but not so many women dressing as men in a way that would pass casual inspection. Wonder why that is ?
John Lone who played the character, Song Liling in M. Butterfly made the transformation almost perfectly. He turned out prettier than a lot of real women. Is this transformation potential what people are refering to when they say the guy is prettier than the woman in a couple. I can't remember who said it on TV, but someone said Brad was prettier than Angelina. That comment gave me pause. It got me wondering whether you can compare male and female beauty together?
Now this is why I always feel intimidated posting here... Everybody thinks about the issues so much more deeply than I do.
I'm more 'ooh, pretty, shiny transvestite! me like!'
And sometimes, I even find myself admiring the bravery of cross dressers who don't achieve a very realistic female image. Just for their spirit and the fact that they're striving for something and have got the guts to present even a failed attempt...
Thanks for the pic, Wendy! I'm divided on the whole cross-dressing thing. I like the OTT aspects of it and the outrageous make-up, but that's about it. The ones who actually pass as women don't interest me, with the exception of the lovely Mana , but in his case again I think it's the image that appeals. There's an otherworldly quality to him.
Carol - I'm no expert on queer culture, but I'd guess from what I did study that it's because women wearing men's clothes isn't transgressive in any way. It used to be taken very seriously - in many countries a crime, or at least policed by the kind of beatings some men still risk wearing women's clothes. Now no-one even notices if I wear my boyfriend's jeans (apart from me, because I can't breathe) - so I'm not changing identity in any way by accessing "forbidden clothes". It's like dressing up in your own clothes - it just doesn't work.
I did once hold a party where both sexes had to "dress up as" women - the men's drag was the usual (with some startling successes); the women's takes on it were fascinating. Quite a few added mustaches. (I once went to a party in drag myself - it was priests or prostitutes and I was sick of dressing up as a tart for parties, so I went as a priest - bound my breasts and everything. Once I'd added a discreet mustache, I realised I hadn't just dressed up as a man - I'd turned into my brother. Yup, that's what separates us. Facial hair.)
Men in drag tend to go OTT and dress as prom queens, starlets, etc. What would women in drag as men dress up as? Soldiers? Lumberjacks?
Those are great pix of Mana on your blog, Madelynne!
And I agree with you about the 'image'... He makes himself into a work of art, and that's what I like about beautiful transvestites, the artistry they employ to 'create' themselves.
When I read about your demon hunters in Broken Angel, is this the image I should have in mind?
I think more people are into the idea of cross-dressing than would let on. In fact, (ahem, shameless plug alert), there is a whole new sexy collection of crossdressing stories edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel. The book is awesome. (I'm not just saying that because I'm in it.)
In my line of work, I see them often. And it's defiantely a turn on when you see a guy (and yes, you're sure it's a guy), who's in a hot dress and a killer pair of heels.
I not only admire those that can pull those outfits off - male or female - but it's sexually exciting to imagine ripping up the skirt to find a cock under the dress, although it's just as nice to find a pretty pussy as well.
(I hope this made some semblance of sense - cuz it's damn early for me to be thinking)
A few years back, some friends dragged me to a drag show in downtown Chicago. While most of them were okay, there were two of them that made my heart flutter and I still occasionally think of them when the lights are off.
Hi Robin! Yes, I love To Wong Foo as well. One of the films I didn't have space to mention... My second favourite tranny road movie after Priscilla! :)
Found myself watching The Birdcage last night coincidentally. Some stunning drag queens in the review in that movie, although I would have loved to have seen Agador get his turn on the stage!
I have to be honest here, I never saw trannies as anything except a good show until Valentina in "Suite Seventeen". I still don't know how I feel about them as a whole but I do know that Valentina was one sexy chica. =o)
Every year, my town hosts the Esprit Convention...which is a group of crossdressers. I have to say, most of them are not very good at it, lol. They are most assuredly men wearing dresses. What amazes me, is the time they take. For instance, if you run into them in a store, they are dressed TO THE NINES. My hair is thrown in a ponytail, I am wearing jeans, and maybe chapstick. These ladies are DONE UP. I totally wouldn't want to be a woman if I had to do that all the time.
They always have a nice time here, though. They have been coming for about 15 years now, and they say the town treats them well. The shops downtown put cards in the window that say "Welcome Esprit", and they all order bigger shoes.
Thanks to everybody for the really great comments and observations coming in on this topic! And all the different perspectives on men in dresses. :)
Julie, I'm glad 'Valentina' worked for you! He/she was a great character to write, but a bit of a gamble, because Suite Seventeen is as much a romantic novel as it is erotica and I wasn't sure how an alpha male romance hero who sometimes wore a dress would be received!
But everybody seems to love him, despite her foibles... ;)
I live (and co-own two small stores) in an area where the ftm community is far larger than the mtf, and lesbian families are a substantial segment of the population. I sell women's clothes to cross-dressing men fairly often, but my best-sellers are stick-on mustaches, not at all realistic ones, but just for fun.
I can admire a beautifully actualized drag queen, possibly more than most drag kings I see in a theatrical context, but for me there's nothing more fun (well, maybe a few things} than reaching out to an assured, brush-cut butch, loosening the knot of an impeccably-arranged tie, and knowing just what is hidden under a crisply-ironed dress shirt and leather-belted jeans. Yum.
When I read about your demon hunters in Broken Angel, is this the image I should have in mind?
Yep, Wendy, exactly.
And here's a teeny sneak peek...
The man was a curious dichotomy, his appearance so feminine it was difficult not to dwell on exactly what lay beneath his clothing. Delicate silken underwear and handmade lace, he suspected. Yet, for all Jaku’s adopted mannerisms and female attire, there was an obvious strength and physicality to him that made Blaze nervous.
I like the perfection of a beautiful man in a frock-that kind of peacock thing I suppose. I feel sorry for men today because generally their clothes are so boring. I love me a Georgian rake with the lace and the satin and the high heeled shoes...
I'm also fascinated by the gray areas of sexuality although tranny's don't turn up in my writing because my fascination doesn't extend to a personal sexual interest :)
I'm not a cross-dresser . . . but this one time (as they say), the script of a play I was acting in called for me to finish the show in drag, and I was told by an unfamiliar woman in the hallway, whom I encountered while still in my gown, that she'd (in so many words) like to take me home. Though neither my wife nor I was impressed enough with my appeal in drag to have me trading in my customary socks-and-fedora ensemble, I did file the incident away as a minor achievement—if not for me, then certainly for the dressmaker.
. . . Patti knew that Stella was changing even as he touched her. Not his costume this time, but his mindset. Unrestricted by the conventions of gender, he was making the best choice for the moment . . .
Transformation of any kind fascinates me. I think these changes are the essence of our erotic nature -- whether it's through a magical, dramatic metamorphosis like Stella's, or simply through the experience of an orgasm with a familiar lover, sex transforms all of us.
I love the depth you give to your transvestite characters; they're never just cardboard "queens," but multidimensional people with fascinating shifts in character as well as appearance.
And I agree whole-heartedly with Olivia, that there's something unbelievably arousing about the thought of a hard cock underneath all that glamorous finery . . . .
Great post! The very first thing that came to mind was the scene in Buffy the Vampire Slayer where the (killer) fraternity brothers dressed Xander as a girl. And how oddly hot I thought it was. And then the tranny in Crank. He was awesome.
Madeline drags herself from her sick bed to read Portia's cross-dressing post...
Hi All. Portia you've named the players I'd've named if I were doing such a post. I like the campiness of cross-dressing, the fun of it, much more than any serious 'Do I really look like a girl?' business.
My gay friends used to do it all the time (way back when) but it was strictly for fun, fun, fun.
Here's something odd, though - I've had two women tell me 'If you were a man, I'd be in love with you.' What the heck does that mean?
At any rate, this was a fun post, Portia, and the comments were lively and interesting. Good day for Lust Bites, I'd say...
This was a great topic and brought back some awesome memories of a night on the town, doing comedy, watching men in dresses, lesbians drumming Africana, Jack Daniels, Jim Beam, friends dancing drunkenly and a frenzy of voyeuristic and exhibitionistic slutty poetry. I will have to check out those stories Portia, kudos.
Portia, I have to win this...see I have never read a transvestite book! I loved the Rocky Horror Picture show. LOL but seriously I review books and not once has anyone submitted a transvestite or F/F book to me ;) I hope to get the chance to read your book! Hugs, Crystal
Actually I had to be reminded of many things that went on that night. Oh and some how I did get April Showers email address. He kept sending me love notes all night.
But as for Fuzzy Navel and Peach Margaritas... NENOPE
Madelynne, I can't wait for Broken Angel! It's going to be fab... And I've even been doing web searchs for pages about loligoths... fascinating phenomenon.
Kate... Wouldn't say it's 'personal sexual interest' of mine... just a fascination with alternate personae and transformation.
Anne, thanks so much! I do strive to make all my characters multi dimensional... I probably don't achieve that goal all the time, but it's not for want of tryi
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I’ve always had a fondness for writing about men who dress as women. I fact in Not Just a Pretty Face, the second story I ever had published, way back in 1991, Rosie, the heroine thought she might be a lesbian because she fell in love with her glamorous new ‘female’ boss, Ellis. Of course she pretty soon found out that the beautiful creature she so fancied was a ‘he’ and that she wasn’t gay after all… because she’d subconsciously sensed what was under Ellis’s elegant skirt.
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This was how I first discovered the potential beauty of men femming it up - although this treads the line between androgyny and cross-dressing, as the clothes themselves are more "camp thespian" than directly feminine. I find very convincing drag queens sexy (if the jaw's too strong, they just look like ugly women, and any kind of stubble / rough skin is a no-no) - one has - oh, alright, I have - this thrilling awareness that there's a man underneath that - or rather, a vivid mental image of a cock nestling under the flat fall of the dress. That's what everyone thinks about, isn't it? You look at a drag queen and visualise their cock. (Not, say, their adam's apple) I don't usually look at people and think ohmigod you've got a cock, I'm seeing it in my head RIGHT NOW yes I am yes I am and if it gets hard we'll SEE IT heeheeeheeeheehee. Well, not often, anyway.
Now, isn't this weird? Or maybe... aren't I weird? I don't really think about what's going on underneath the glamour.
I'm just bewitched by the beautiful illusion on the surface... :)
You haven't experienced the ultimate in drag queens until you've seen a Thai katoey. The "lady-boys" are often exquisite - helped along by the fact that most Thai men are relatively hairless and often have delicate builds. Often you'd never know the truth unless you look for the tell-tale signs (I always check out the feet; men's feet just don't look right in high heels!)
I find cross-dressing highly erotic because I believe that every individual has male and female elements. Donning the trappings of the opposite gender frees you to experience the other side of your self. It's like Halloween on steroids.
One gets such a large variety of men going this route. So many are obviously not feminine and one tends just to feel sorry for them.
Others reaally do seem to be "shemales" as most people would find it hard to actually tell they were men.
Seems though that present day we get many more men dressing passably as women but not so many women dressing as men in a way that would pass casual inspection.
Wonder why that is ?
Carol
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John Lone who played the character, Song Liling in M. Butterfly made the transformation almost perfectly. He turned out prettier than a lot of real women. Is this transformation potential what people are refering to when they say the guy is prettier than the woman in a couple. I can't remember who said it on TV, but someone said Brad was prettier than Angelina. That comment gave me pause. It got me wondering whether you can compare male and female beauty together?
Now this is why I always feel intimidated posting here... Everybody thinks about the issues so much more deeply than I do.
I'm more 'ooh, pretty, shiny transvestite! me like!'
And sometimes, I even find myself admiring the bravery of cross dressers who don't achieve a very realistic female image. Just for their spirit and the fact that they're striving for something and have got the guts to present even a failed attempt...
Thanks for the pic, Wendy! I'm divided on the whole cross-dressing thing. I like the OTT aspects of it and the outrageous make-up, but that's about it. The ones who actually pass as women don't interest me, with the exception of the lovely Mana , but in his case again I think it's the image that appeals. There's an otherworldly quality to him.
Carol - I'm no expert on queer culture, but I'd guess from what I did study that it's because women wearing men's clothes isn't transgressive in any way. It used to be taken very seriously - in many countries a crime, or at least policed by the kind of beatings some men still risk wearing women's clothes. Now no-one even notices if I wear my boyfriend's jeans (apart from me, because I can't breathe) - so I'm not changing identity in any way by accessing "forbidden clothes". It's like dressing up in your own clothes - it just doesn't work.
I did once hold a party where both sexes had to "dress up as" women - the men's drag was the usual (with some startling successes); the women's takes on it were fascinating. Quite a few added mustaches. (I once went to a party in drag myself - it was priests or prostitutes and I was sick of dressing up as a tart for parties, so I went as a priest - bound my breasts and everything. Once I'd added a discreet mustache, I realised I hadn't just dressed up as a man - I'd turned into my brother. Yup, that's what separates us. Facial hair.)
Men in drag tend to go OTT and dress as prom queens, starlets, etc. What would women in drag as men dress up as? Soldiers? Lumberjacks?
Those are great pix of Mana on your blog, Madelynne!
And I agree with you about the 'image'... He makes himself into a work of art, and that's what I like about beautiful transvestites, the artistry they employ to 'create' themselves.
When I read about your demon hunters in Broken Angel, is this the image I should have in mind?
Wow! Great excerpt!
I think more people are into the idea of cross-dressing than would let on. In fact, (ahem, shameless plug alert), there is a whole new sexy collection of crossdressing stories edited by Rachel Kramer Bussel. The book is awesome. (I'm not just saying that because I'm in it.)
Read more here.
XXX,
AT
P.S. I'm more 'ooh, pretty, shiny transvestite! me like!'
Haha! I'm like that with most of my turn-ons.
That sounds like a fantastic collection, Alison! Sigh, my TBB list grows ever longer...
Glad you enjoyed the excerpt, Amy! :)
I really enjoyed your post and your excerpt. Very hot and sexy!
You hit on some of my favorite movies and shows and actors with Priscilla Queen of the Desert. I enjoy watching Eddie Izzard very much.
One of my favorite guilty pleasure movies, after Priscilla, is TO WONG FOO with Wesley Snipes, Patrick Swayze and John Leguezamo.
Thanks for the entertaining post!
I love tranny's.
In my line of work, I see them often. And it's defiantely a turn on when you see a guy (and yes, you're sure it's a guy), who's in a hot dress and a killer pair of heels.
I not only admire those that can pull those outfits off - male or female - but it's sexually exciting to imagine ripping up the skirt to find a cock under the dress, although it's just as nice to find a pretty pussy as well.
(I hope this made some semblance of sense - cuz it's damn early for me to be thinking)
A few years back, some friends dragged me to a drag show in downtown Chicago. While most of them were okay, there were two of them that made my heart flutter and I still occasionally think of them when the lights are off.
Hi Robin! Yes, I love To Wong Foo as well. One of the films I didn't have space to mention... My second favourite tranny road movie after Priscilla! :)
Found myself watching The Birdcage last night coincidentally. Some stunning drag queens in the review in that movie, although I would have loved to have seen Agador get his turn on the stage!
Hi, Portia!!
I have to be honest here, I never saw trannies as anything except a good show until Valentina in "Suite Seventeen". I still don't know how I feel about them as a whole but I do know that Valentina was one sexy chica. =o)
Every year, my town hosts the Esprit Convention...which is a group of crossdressers. I have to say, most of them are not very good at it, lol. They are most assuredly men wearing dresses. What amazes me, is the time they take. For instance, if you run into them in a store, they are dressed TO THE NINES. My hair is thrown in a ponytail, I am wearing jeans, and maybe chapstick. These ladies are DONE UP. I totally wouldn't want to be a woman if I had to do that all the time.
They always have a nice time here, though. They have been coming for about 15 years now, and they say the town treats them well. The shops downtown put cards in the window that say "Welcome Esprit", and they all order bigger shoes.
Thanks to everybody for the really great comments and observations coming in on this topic! And all the different perspectives on men in dresses. :)
Julie, I'm glad 'Valentina' worked for you! He/she was a great character to write, but a bit of a gamble, because Suite Seventeen is as much a romantic novel as it is erotica and I wasn't sure how an alpha male romance hero who sometimes wore a dress would be received!
But everybody seems to love him, despite her foibles... ;)
How could anyone not love Valentina? TE ONLY TIME I can recall the idead of a man in a dress was totally HOT!:)
I live (and co-own two small stores) in an area where the ftm community is far larger than the mtf, and lesbian families are a substantial segment of the population. I sell women's clothes to cross-dressing men fairly often, but my best-sellers are stick-on mustaches, not at all realistic ones, but just for fun.
I can admire a beautifully actualized drag queen, possibly more than most drag kings I see in a theatrical context, but for me there's nothing more fun (well, maybe a few things} than reaching out to an assured, brush-cut butch, loosening the knot of an impeccably-arranged tie, and knowing just what is hidden under a crisply-ironed dress shirt and leather-belted jeans. Yum.
When I read about your demon hunters in Broken Angel, is this the image I should have in mind?
Yep, Wendy, exactly.
And here's a teeny sneak peek...
The man was a curious dichotomy, his appearance so feminine it was difficult not to dwell on exactly what lay beneath his clothing. Delicate silken underwear and handmade lace, he suspected. Yet, for all Jaku’s adopted mannerisms and female attire, there was an obvious strength and physicality to him that made Blaze nervous.
I like the perfection of a beautiful man in a frock-that kind of peacock thing I suppose. I feel sorry for men today because generally their clothes are so boring. I love me a Georgian rake with the lace and the satin and the high heeled shoes...
I'm also fascinated by the gray areas of sexuality although tranny's don't turn up in my writing because my fascination doesn't extend to a personal sexual interest :)
Apart from Eddie Izzard who is something else!
I'm not a cross-dresser . . . but this one time (as they say), the script of a play I was acting in called for me to finish the show in drag, and I was told by an unfamiliar woman in the hallway, whom I encountered while still in my gown, that she'd (in so many words) like to take me home. Though neither my wife nor I was impressed enough with my appeal in drag to have me trading in my customary socks-and-fedora ensemble, I did file the incident away as a minor achievement—if not for me, then certainly for the dressmaker.
. . . Patti knew that Stella was changing even as he touched her. Not his costume this time, but his mindset. Unrestricted by the conventions of gender, he was making the best choice for the moment . . .
Transformation of any kind fascinates me. I think these changes are the essence of our erotic nature -- whether it's through a magical, dramatic metamorphosis like Stella's, or simply through the experience of an orgasm with a familiar lover, sex transforms all of us.
I love the depth you give to your transvestite characters; they're never just cardboard "queens," but multidimensional people with fascinating shifts in character as well as appearance.
And I agree whole-heartedly with Olivia, that there's something unbelievably arousing about the thought of a hard cock underneath all that glamorous finery . . . .
Wonderful post, Portia!
Great post! The very first thing that came to mind was the scene in Buffy the Vampire Slayer where the (killer) fraternity brothers dressed Xander as a girl. And how oddly hot I thought it was. And then the tranny in Crank. He was awesome.
There's my oxidized two cents :)
xoxo
sommer
Madeline drags herself from her sick bed to read Portia's cross-dressing post...
Hi All. Portia you've named the players I'd've named if I were doing such a post. I like the campiness of cross-dressing, the fun of it, much more than any serious 'Do I really look like a girl?' business.
My gay friends used to do it all the time (way back when) but it was strictly for fun, fun, fun.
Here's something odd, though - I've had two women tell me 'If you were a man, I'd be in love with you.'
What the heck does that mean?
At any rate, this was a fun post, Portia, and the comments were lively and interesting. Good day for Lust Bites, I'd say...
Madeline shuffles back to her sick room...
This was a great topic and brought back some awesome memories of a night on the town, doing comedy, watching men in dresses, lesbians drumming Africana, Jack Daniels, Jim Beam, friends dancing drunkenly and a frenzy of voyeuristic and exhibitionistic slutty poetry.
I will have to check out those stories Portia, kudos.
Burlesque pix, Men in dresses on parade.
Hey Ally, remember the night Jack Daniels and Jim Beam dressed up as Fuzzy Navel and Peach Margarita?
[Spam word—and possibly also Ally's answer: nenope]
Portia, I have to win this...see I have never read a transvestite book! I loved the Rocky Horror Picture show. LOL but seriously I review books and not once has anyone submitted a transvestite or F/F book to me ;)
I hope to get the chance to read your book! Hugs, Crystal
LMAO Jeremy,
Actually I had to be reminded of many things that went on that night. Oh and some how I did get April Showers email address. He kept sending me love notes all night.
But as for Fuzzy Navel and Peach Margaritas...
NENOPE
I have the opposite fetish. I love a woman in drag. Spoiler alert: I was in love with the tranny who was in love with Hedwig. Am I the only one?
More fab comments... Thank you all so much! :)
Madelynne, I can't wait for Broken Angel! It's going to be fab... And I've even been doing web searchs for pages about loligoths... fascinating phenomenon.
Kate... Wouldn't say it's 'personal sexual interest' of mine... just a fascination with alternate personae and transformation.
Anne, thanks so much! I do strive to make all my characters multi dimensional... I probably don't achieve that goal all the time, but it's not for want of tryi