Wow. I feel just like a kid who is trying to ride a bike sans training wheels for the first time! This whole blogging thing is more complicated than I ever imagined. And here’s the scary part…if you’re reading this, you’re on the bike with me!
Thanks for taking a minute to join me here in my little corner of the internet. I’m the mouse hole in the mansion that is the internet, in the corner of the pantry off the kitchen, at the back behind the long forgotten mop bucket and Pine-Sol. I expect to go largely unnoticed by the world, but for those adventurous few of you who find your way through my mouse hole, together we will explore a world filled with dominant T-Girls. We will discuss the impossible as if it were the every day, dreams as if they are reality and desires, oh the desires, those will be plumbed to the very depths. There will be the whimsical, the humorous, the thoughtful, the provoking, the sad and so many other emotions. Welcome Alex, or is it Alice? But whomever it is, ignore that silly looking glass and follow me down the mouse hole into my world of T-Girl dominance and my view of submission.
My stories frequently depict very dominant scenes. Strong top girls taking the men they want and not caring about anything else. I love to write these stories. They set my mind free from the everyday hum drum, allowing me to explore a world that I want to visit, even if I am not sure I want to live there.
Top girls take my breath away. The more beautiful they are the more I stand in awe of how they can make a guy feel. I am sure that if I ever met my muse, Foxy Angel, or any of the the other amazing tops that grace adult entertainment I would be completely tongue tied. Stammering out how beautiful she is while shivering in my skin, sure in the knowledge that she could spread my legs and take me places I have only ever dreamed about.
I read in chat rooms that there are no true tops out there. The ones that do top are only doing it for the money. I wonder if that is true? It is it a simple case of economics? As soon as there is enough money in the bank for that last big surgery will they walk through that hospital door and knock those last dusty bits of maleness from their pumps? Maybe. If you spend your whole life dreaming of having wings to fly and the doctor tells you he can make it happen, are you going to continue riding around in a plane? Doubtful.
But I don’t buy into that chat room BS that its all about the money. If that were the case wouldn’t more girls take the final cut as soon as possible? Okay, so I can hear the cynics out there saying their just riding the gravy train till time and gravity forces them into the station. I’m sure some are doing exactly that, which is no different than a pro athlete milking his talent to the end so who can blame them?
I think there are changes just over the horizon. To my eye there are more top girls out there than ever before and finding their work on the internet is easier than ever. They are still rare and special, but not unicorn rare, more like eagle rare. Which means that you can find them if you know where to look. I believe there are girls out there who have realized being a beautiful top is to be worshiped. Guys are begging and pleading you to take them and make them your own. If you are a top girl, whether all the time or just when it suits you, I would encourage you to embrace it. Be that Eagle that so many guys are searching for and know what it is to be worshiped.
I can’t help it. I like the occasional fantasy about a Tgirl being able to get a guy pregnant. Here’s a little mpreg caption along those lines.
This is not my caption, but I just love it and wanted to share it here. I enjoy a caption where there are lots of subtle little possibilities to the meaning. I hope you enjoy it too.
‘I Get Off’ is the title of a Halestorm song I was recently enjoying. The lyrics have a slightly more voyeuristic spin than what is going through my head, but it still fits. If you are unfamiliar with the song, lead singer Lzzy Hale is singing about getting off on a peeping tom watching her through a window and getting off on her. Dirty and delicious.
Those of you who have read my stories know that eye contact and the emotional connection that comes with it plays a big part in my erotica. Looking into her eyes and seeing her lust for me is a sure fire way to send me over the top. I don’t know if that is a submissive thing or just a general human thing, but it is definitely a me thing. And I believe it works for lots of other humans. The singer Jem has a song called ‘Come On Closer’ that has these lyrics in it:
“Gonna take it slow babe, do it my way, keep your eyes on me. Your reaction, to my action, is what I want to see.”
Yep. That is spot on. But then why wouldn’t that get someone off? Seeing that hot girl, T or otherwise, panting with desire, riding a wave of sexual euphoria that you are creating would positively set your ego on fire! You are making this other human feel good, really good, orgasmic good and at that point in time you are all they are focused on in the entire world. Yea baby, keep your eye on me.
This stuff is my kryptonite. It will swallow me up and drown me. Sure I would prefer to be madly in love with the person I’m making this connection with, but the dirty little truth is that if we’re clicking at this level, it’s not 100% necessary. Look into my eyes, release your lust, and together we will ride the stormy seas of sexual gratification until that last Tsunami heaves us gasping onto land. Come on baby, I get off on you.
Ok, I know its not my usual, but I’m thinking about a story with an Mpreg theme.
I’m struggling a little bit here and not with writer’s block. Just with this whole scene in general. It’s a little goofed up. So many of us submissive guys who are crazy about tgirls want them to top us and the really hot ones just want to be girls and be topped by guys who probably would just as soon be topping a cis-girl. Now tell me that’s not a recipe for general unhappiness all around!
Sure there are some exceptions to this rule, as there are in all situations, but not many. I believe my muse and general all round hot blonde Foxy Angel is a top that likes being a top. If she bottoms for a boyfriend I’ve never witnessed it in a picture or video.
Things are changing pretty fast and in the future there might be more men comfortable with a really hot girl no matter what her equipment may be. That would help out the new girls and make it easier for them to find acceptance and dates. But what about guys like me?
I understand how if you are wanting to become a girl you would want to distance yourself from all things male. And that especially includes the penis that most separates you from your desired state of being and everything that comes with it. That is the physical aspect and as a species we definitely judge a book by the cover so the cover has to look and feel like a female. This all makes complete sense and let me say that I really appreciate all the hard work you ladies put into the cover art!
Some subs are pretty zealous, looking more for a mistress than a girlfriend who can top them and I can see where that would be a turnoff, but I’d wager there are fair number of men who want an equal in life and a top (or equal) in the bedroom. If you know what you want to become please don’t take this as me trying to sway you. That’s not what I’m trying to do. However, if you’re a t-girl who is not sure about going all the way, I want to encourage you that there are guys out here who are thrilled with you being the ‘third’ sex. Embrace what you are now and wrap it in a thick layer of confidence, because your confidence is what really gets us guys or girls turned on! I don’t give two hoots in hell what’s between your legs, if you’ve got confidence in your eyes and actions. Sexy will ooze from your pores and that confidence will be the chariot that takes any girl from meh to sexy quicker than the new Dodge Demon will get you a speeding ticket.
Guys, if you want to help these incredible ladies find that confidence you have to do your part too. Treat them as the beautiful women they appear to be and then embrace whatever other treasures they may have to share with you. If we all work together we can create an environment free of guilt and judgement. Then when boy meets girl, they both part with a big smile on their faces.
I haven’t been able to log into my site for a couple of weeks. Not that I’m writing every day, but dang. Anyway, with the help of Dan, one of the site managers, I’ve found a way back on just this morning. In celebration I’m going to post another caption. I hope you like it.