I've seen all your comments, over the past months. I guess thanks for those that were concerned something happened to me. Blissfully, for the past three months or so, nothing happened to me that would concern this blog. But, just like being ripped from a deep slumber, my Big Sister decided to check up on me. And you all know what results from that... I'm back here posting.
Now, going through comments and notes sent to me while gone. I want to address a few things:
First, and most importantly, my Big Sister doesn't get exactly get upset when I don't post on here for long. You see, these posts, pics, girl things... they aren't my idea. They are hers. If she doesn't tell me to do it, I don't do it. I don't like this blog. I hate, hate, HATE being forced to publicize what she makes me do. Yes, I have curiosities about girlie things, but I never wanted to take it this far... and I certainly never wanted to share my explorations with anyone beyond my Big Sister. Sorry, but I'm just not a real spotlight kind of person. So a lack of posts has to do with a lack of direction from her. I know you're to say that's really submissive of me, and I can't argue that. My Big Sister has me wrapped around her little pinkie toe.
Second, some of you think my Big Sister doesn't exist. She's a figment of my imagination. Perhaps you think I spin my adventures from mutually consenting to forced fem? Or maybe, you think I made her up completely to try and justify my sissy pictures? Well I promise you she's real. Though, we haven't actually met. Our interactions and friendship is entirely online. I admire and look up to her. Our chats can be serious, goofy, girlie, argumentative, or naughty. We can talk as equals or not so equals. Kinda sounds like how two sisters would get along, right? But no, she's not ACTUALLY my sister. I hope you've all figured at least that out by now...
And I know, I know; how could I be manipulated by someone who's not physically there. Honestly, I don't know exactly how it got to this. I admit, I had cross dressing fantasies and they skewed towards forced feminization. So what? I've also had fantasies about screaming in a library and never acted on those. My Big Sister and I chatted, and when I would mention something, she'd push. And she'd push again. And again. And when I'd give an inch, she's demand a mile. And then she asked me to take a picture. And then another. And then one with my face in it. That was it. Just like out of a story, she could now manipulate me at will. Add on that helping of adoration, fast forward a bit, and here we are.
So why would I tell you all this? The real reason for this post (yep, I'm long winded). With the very innocent, curious little-sister nature I have, I asked her if she had any tattoos? I figured that was a reasonable topic of conversation. She was coy, but upon reflection I think she was just teasing my curiosity in order to set me up. Eventually, she would consent to revealing the where and what of her tattoo. Only she couldn't just tell me, she wanted to show me... by putting an image of her tattoo on a picture of me. Now, I knew this could be bad; whenever she suggests a photo opp, it's never as it seems... But, what little sister wouldn't want to match her Big Sister? The next thing I knew, she had me with my legs shaved, toes painted, posed and pictured. All for the sake of seeing her tattoo. I never did get to see her actual tattoo. But, in exchange I had already promised to post the photo of it:
So I guess she has a rose tattoo on her ankle. Nothing super unique or crazy. I had to jump through all those hoops and that was the big secret. Do you understand what I have to go through now???
... and no, I don't actually want a matching tattoo. And no, I don't want any kind of girlie tattoo. So do NOT comment with tattoo suggestions... or suggestions of any kind really. If there are no comments than it's like no one saw this.
I posted this to appease Her. As far as I know, no one will ever actually see this. No one saw this. No one saw this. No one saw this...
