Busy Girl

I am so busy right now Sweeties. I have a good line on employment again. I am glad there were two replies for the caption thingy I did. Too bad more didn't comment. I will be working on that caption soon as I can and post it. I just wanted to let you all know I was still around. I am living life agin slowly I guess. I don't seem to feel like life is pointless as much. Not spending long periods in my room, in the dark, in the bed. So that is good, right?

Be posting more soon.

Alexia

Your Turn Sweeties!

So I decided that I should let some of you have some say on the captions. So what I am doing is placing a picture I really like here in this post for you to come up with the Scenario and maybe even a snazzy quote that fits. Leave your idea, a Male name and a Female name and I will fashion a cap for the person with the idea I like the best. It can be funny or sexy. Lay off stuff like incest or underage stuff. So either this will be a fun little experiment that will allow for you the reader to get involved, OR it will fail and go down in flames. Either way I will do a caption for this picture.

Alexia

Deadline for Comments: March 29th, 2009

I so want to be a Stripper

I am not sure why but I have long been drawn to the world of Stripping. Now, the Boy has never been to a Strip Club, he would have loved too, but in the profession we hold it would have been terrible to have even attempted it. Still, movies and news reports about Stripping are so inciting. For me it is the dancing and the being naked. How liberating to be on stage and then remove your clothes while dancing? I just also see the thrill of the power held. The Stripper can hypnotize an entire room.

For me I would love to take the stage and have lights illuminating my pale skin. The heat would be turned up so that I would already be glistening with sweat. The pounding bass would vibrate through the stage and up my thighs to my sex. Each pulsing beat makes my nipples harden more and more. I would have layers of ribbon that look like clothes on me that I would peel off slowly.

Every eye would be on me. The men and the woman in the club all wanting to become my plaything. My hands motion and I take complete control of their minds and their arousal. As I am left with one thin ribbon that is wet with my own need I would walk from the stage and survey my enthralled worshipers. Soon I will have found my lover for the night. This evening it would be a stunning brunette with a slender body. I wrap the ribbon around her neck and tie it loosely.

I lead my pet out of the club and soon am home where we are..........

Well, you get the idea. Oh how I wish I had the ability to transform for real.

Alexia

In My Dreams

In My Dreams I transcend the bounds of my earthly flesh.

In My Dreams I am a goddess of old.

In My Dreams you worship my curves.

In My Dreams you caress my taut behind.

In My Dreams my nipples grow hard as I feel your touch.

In My Dreams I open my legs.

In My Dreams you kiss my lips and lick my folds.

In My Dreams I am fully your woman.

In My Dreams life is perfect as I am me and free to be.

In My Dreams.

Alexia

ESP

I am up right now because of what I term my ESP. I have over the years come to respect the deep feelings and strong emotions that have become a forewarning or a signal for me to pray or be there for someone. In fact, this feeling was so strong once I left college to be with my Mom, I just had a need to be with her. I ended up with a broke down car, but having Mom and Dad get me and being with her right as something tragic happened to our family. I take these feelings seriously. It might be why Jean Grey has become an avatar for me at times. She is not my most favorite of comic characters, but she embodies how I perceive these inner feelings. Like there is a force that compels me to listen to some energy that cannot be explained. Even know I am sure some of you are rolling your eyes. That is OK. Were I to try and explain I would not do a good job with it. It is like trying to explain the wind. All I can do is point to what the wind does that proves to me it exists. The same is true here. I am just in a state of awareness that will not let me sleep so I am writing it out. My heart is heavy with concern and love for someone and I can't shake the feelings yet to rest my mind enough to rest. So I am writing this rambling mess and hoping I can be a force of good for this Loved One. Thanks for indulging me at this moment.

Alexia

DANCING WITH THE PRINCE

Here is an example of seeing a picture and instantly knowing what the story is going to be. I was trying to listen to Stephanie Miller and the Radio Station had this pic on the news listing. I think that sometimes the simple ones are just fun. I hope you enjoy this sill cap.

Alexia

Appreciation

I just want to take a moment to let you know how much I appreciate those of you that come here and read my ramblings and the crazy thoughts that end up as captions. I have been amazed watching the little dots that spread over the world map and the list of places. I go and look at ever profile that pops up in the Follower box. When I began this Blog I was a mess, still am in some ways, but still I was in a low point in my life. I have begun to embrace something that was inside all along and find my voice. Here, withing this space I can speak as myself without fear of what people will think. I have deliberately kept this Blog tag free and clearly labeled as an Adult Blog for a reason, it is not open for all. I know that those of you reading have some kind of interest either in TG or captions or looking at sexy women. Whatever the reason, you are here and I appreciate the fact that somehow what I write seems good enough to have you visit. I have some Real Life changes that are looking really good for me. I will be busy in some ways, but I will still be doing captions. I love it and it is something that allows me to write in short spurts. I am anxious to put my writings up. Maybe I will. I have some stories and I want to do them. I really want to do another of those Erotic Fantasies I wrote recently. So be looking for that to come. Again, Thank You for visiting this lowly T-Girl's Blog.

Kisses
Alexia Rose

Walking and Wondering

So I was walking with one of the pups the other day. It was awesome, because I relaxed and felt the "Boy" slip away. I was so at ease i didn't care I was locked in this body, I was me and I could feel my real body. I just smiled and enjoyed the moment. I leaned down to pet the canine companion with me and I wondered, can he see the real me? Do those eyes see what I wish the world could see? I hope he does. My oldest puppy is not doing so well and soon this one will move forward in terms of my walking companions. I have always wondered about the real sight of people.

I believe in feelings and senses. My Myers-Briggs thingy always had me as even on that fact. I used hard science, but I "felt" things as well. As I ponder it might make sense with why little kids become so at ease around me. The "boy" is an adult that would be massive compared to a little one, but somehow they always seem to become at ease with me. I wonder if somewhere inside they feel the real me. Seeing with that inner sight do they see Alexia and realize that I am really a girl? It is an interesting meta-existentialistic question.

I need to tap this more I think. Maybe I can radiate my inner self and help my life even more. I know the free spirit side of me is the female part of me. I just need to let go and have that feeling from the walk more I think.

Alexia

COOKING PROJECT

I love this picture. It is a bit different in the way it is told. Hope you like it.

Alexia

ALIEN RANGER VOLKA

This just made me think of My Sweet Boy

He has woven this spell on me. I have been captured by his amazing love and submit so willingly. This is just an awesome spoken word song.

A Very Horny,
Alexia

NEW TOYS

I do not just do TG Captions. I also like to think about what happens after I am fully female. So I also dabble in the changing of one's sexual preferences. Here is a cap I did for the October Cap Contest for a Yahoo Group I belong to. I do hope you like it as much as some of you seem to like the others.

Alexia

My Fantasies are changing

I am having more erotic or sensual fantasies. I still have the desire to give myself to a loving Mistress. I still am kinky and kind of a slut inside. Yet, I have this yearning to spend a slow and loving moment with either a gal or a guy. I feel this want of staring into a lover's eyes and us becoming one. I am settling maybe?

Could it be that I am starting to really become fully me in my mind? Is the boy thoughts starting to be overwritten as the desires I have fought against take form? I have not gotten myself off like a boy in almost a year. I now have what is I guess a "boy clit" in terms of how my equipment responds. It is so easy to slip fingers in the hole and imagine that they rub against a very swollen clit.

I am learning and winning some in removing hair from my body. I am really becoming inside who I think I am suppose to be. Keeping the feelings in check is becoming a bit easier. I am still working on my emotions, but depression and stress are leveling I hope. I still have problems and must guard myself, but I am gaining some return to feeling happy about life sometimes. I just hope I can keep moving forward. I also hope as a new job starts I can keep myself safe while I continue to explore my acceptance of being a Non Op Transgender.

Kisses,
Alexia

Pondering Who I Am

I have been doing some heavy thinking over the past few months. Changes in your life can bring those about. I am settling in some ways as to who I am now. I accept I am female inside. I accept I have a boy's body. What I guess some would ask is what took you so long?

That is what I have been concentrating on the past year. I can see some parts of my life in perspective a bit I think. One is that for so long I believed boys could only become girls in stories or in my dreams. The thing is I had so many draws to girl things. One of my first toys early on was a Bionic Woman doll. I asked for it and had parents who didn't question. I never thought anything about it.

When puberty was hitting and the hormones released, I always fantasized about these two women capturing me, turning me into a statue and remaking me into a woman. I tried on my Mom's panties and pantyhose. I was just drawn to female stuff. My singing I wanted to go even higher than my tenor voice could go and did. I could hit low soprano notes without going into falsetto.

My movies, my books, my fantasies all were along the line. I never really knew what transgendered was until college and the Internet. I knew of course that sex changes occurred. I was just raised differently I guess. I never had to make the choice or feel unloved because I was accepted. My issues with weight hid the desires and feelings because I misdirected some of my gender questions. Now I understand, but I also know the cost of my becoming Alexia in real life would destroy relationships and educational achievements. So I have to muddle along and hope that one day I will find someone capable of loving all of me and with whom my secret reality is safe to tell.

Alexia

DOWN ON THE RANCH

This is one of my first caps. It is silly, but I really love that picture. I just thought about those old farm posters when I saw it and this caption is the result.

Alexia

DIE PLANTS DIE!

BAD ASS BREN

THE WISHING STONE

Here is an older caption story I did as a trade at the Haven. Jilly let me know that the open to all comment function was not set, so that is fixed. Have a safe trip Jilly and hurry back sweetie.

Alexia

Is this a dream?

I awake and feel different. My bare skin feels smooth against silk sheets and I slowly rub my legs together and luxuriate in the way they feel. A tangle of hair cascades around my head and I feel a weight on my chest. I realize I am what I have always wanted to be, a woman. Afraid to open my eyes and break the spell I rub my hands over my breast and feel my nipples harden, My Nipples!

I carefully open my eyes and look my body over. I see you standing with your back to me. Your jeans are barely hanging from your hips as I take in the sinewy muscles of your back. You are looking out of the window. Is the sun rising or setting? I feel a dampness between my legs as I drink you in. Slowly I am slipping from the bed. My small feet touch the soft carpet and I catch my breath as I carefully stretch and then glide up behind you.

The scent of your body overwhelms me and I can make out the arousal of my new body growing. My arms and hands wrap around you and explore the taut muscles of your chest and then I hover at the edge of your unbuttoned jeans. You turn and give me a simple kiss that causes me to press tight against you. My hard nips are cutting into your back. I slide my hand into your jeans and claim my prize. I can feel the blood pulse through it as I wrap my delicate hands around it. You turn and we embrace.

Your kisses send me into heaven as I raise a leg to stroke your jeans. My hands are in your hair and on your back. We spend an eternity letting our tongues caress each other. I then stare into your eyes and feel loved for the first time in my life. I press my body so close to you, my sweat and heat flowing over you.

I feel your jeans fall over my toes and you pick me up. Stepping out of your clothing we go to the bed. I feel so safe as you lay me down and then stroke my hair. You kiss my forehead and then trail kisses down my body. Lower to my breast where you alternate from one nipple to the next as you descend further. I giggle as you kiss my tummy. Your hands slide down my sides and soon you are kissing the outer lips of my womanly treasure. I moan as I feel your tongue lick inside me. You worship my sex for what seems like forever.

My head is just clearing when I open my eyes to your sweet face. I can feel the crown of your manhood rubbing teasingly at my gate. In a gentle motion you slide in partially and stop. I gasp as you slowly push deeper. Soon my hymen breaks away as you rock me to a bliss I had only fantasized about. I grab hold of your shoulders and pull you to me. You make love to me all night it seems. I rise and fall like the ocean waves as I experience one orgasm after another. You fill me with your seed and the warmth spreads over me.

When you can give no more you wrap your strong arms around me and hold me close. I hear you whispering your love for me in my ear as I fall asleep. I silently pray that when I wake up I will still be here with you. Your woman, safe in your arms forever.

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I tried some thing different. Would you like for me to write more of these type of fantasies? Please let me know what you think. I do hope you liked it or at the very least maybe were able to imagine it is you that suddenly become what so many of us desire to be.

Alexia

BIMBO JESSICA DOLL

This was a Caption I made for my Friend Jessica. She is so funny and sweet. She also is a very good teacher.

Alexia

Mind Body Spirit

I have been using some free hypnosis mp3's lately. Do they work, well, mostly on me. I have come to a conclusion that hypnosis is very dependent on want and acceptance. My biggest problem with these free tracks is that they use a name, which is not my name. Ashna did a very good job on me I think in many ways. I know my mind does not allow for anything not comfortable or safe for me to stick yet. I can direct some of my thoughts when I start feeling the suggestions steering me to a place in my core I would not or would be unsafe for me to go.

That said, I have felt a tingling in my former boy equipment. It almost wanted to grow again I think, but it never did, so I was proud it remained a boy clitty. I was disappointed as the suggestions to cum never occurred. That would have been nice, to cum and be wet without fingering. I really do feel more like my true self sometimes as opposed to other times. Ashna put a strong suggestion in me to help me stay safe and act like the boy when the world would get a hint about me if I didn't. So I think that sometimes I stop and realize it kicked in. I have in private stopped peeing standing up. It is only out in the world that the old ways my body would be responds to what a boy can do. It is those little things that make me see the lines between who I am and who I have to act like.

I have had some dreams recently where I am more like who I want to be in body. In one I am a TGirl in transition, my boy stuff is still down there, but I look like a sexy woman otherwise. I end up auditioning at a strip club. The owner knows before he should what I am and takes me to a room. There I find other TGirls and we are told he is going to pay and arrange for our final surgeries to make us full females.

Another I am confused by. I am my non op TG self, yet it is that way of being that is of use. I end up protecting a young TGirl that is being abused and has no one that understands her. I am still a secret, but I reach out and share my secret with her. I end up trying to adopt her and be her guardian to help her be free from those that want to subject her to horrible counseling that is associated with my own profession. I wake up never knowing what happened.

Sorry, I know some of you would rather have the captions only, but I just needed to talk about these things a bit. I hope you are all doing OK.

Ta Ta Darlings
Alexia Rose

MARIONETTE

Sometimes a picture is just so artistic and different I fall in love with it. This is one of those pictures for me. I know many caption writers have their favorite places for pics. We all know porn sites are where most of us find images to use. I have found that their are a variety of photography and sites where image manipulation of pics have some wonderful subjects for capping. This image came from such a site. I hope you enjoy this latest "original" here on my Blog.

Alexia

I am NOT stalking you!

Really, I added the tracking thing-a-ma-jigs because I just like seeing who visits. As far as I know it just gives me a general location and where you might have found me at before you came. If anyone knows any different, let me know. I do not want to blow any body's privacy. I just like seeing where people that read my Blog are at in the World. The other thing, I thought maybe we could get some new places to visit from it, might axe it, not sure.

Kisses Darlings!

Alexia

MARCY IS A GOOD GIRL

Well most of you that know me from the Haven know I am what can be termed a "picture whore." I love finding odd or just beautiful pictures and save them until a story or idea comes forth. Also when trading caps it helps to have these things saved. Below is one of those that captures my own fantasy of being collared and kept as someone's pet. I also just love that dress.

Alexia

HAY ROLL

I found this picture and the tale of a country boy running afoul of a woman of magic came to me. He slaps the wrong gal around and her family takes revenge. I just loved this picture and the intensity of such a simple image to me.

“Crazy stupid woman! Placed that hex ons me just cause I smacked that little tease of a grandchild around. Dang tease, all Sally Jean is, a dang ol’tease! Have to catch mah breathes. Been running from our place and over the back pastures. Damn, almost thought Ol’Man Hinks Brahma was gonna do me. Wow, that dang bull has a big swinging cock. Yummy cock….mmmmm”

“NO! That be the dang hex messing my head up. Gotta keep mah wits. Jimmy and Billy are after me. Dang ol’hex, anything with a cock seems to want to stick it in me. I am goona need to find some lesbo island or something to keep from being poked.”

“For a gramma she was sure purty. Got me hot and naked then poured that stuff down mah throat. Should have known it weren’t no whiskey. Now I am all sexy and stuff. Look like one dem bikini models in the sports mag. OH NO! What was that?”

Alexia

MOO MOO

One of my odder captions.

Alexia