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AIM:          Oh Ms Ally
Yahoo IM: allydeniesyou
Email:        ally@voxerotic.com

Please note, sessions with Ms. Ally are 2.99 per minute. Sessions with all other Mistresses are 1.99 per minute

My interest in feminization started when I was in my late teens. At that age, I hadn't had much exposure to many of the sexual delights I'm now familiar with and enjoy so much. While I was in college, I took calls for a small, independent service. Many of these calls were of a D/s or fetish nature, and I received an on-the-job education really quickly. One of my favorite types of calls were those that involved feminization. I loved learning about how men could enjoy putting on cosmetics, shopping for shoes and lingerie and fancy or slutty clothes, just like I did! I had more in common with men than I knew.

It wasn't until my early 20's that I actually had the chance to play dress-up in person with a lover. I was traveling with a girlfriend, spending a few days in Las Vegas, and playing Blackjack alone at a table with a cute dealer perhaps a few years older than I was then. I had just returned from shopping at one of the fancy clothing shops in the hotel, and had my bag on the seat next to me. Making flirtatious conversation, the dealer asked, "What do you have there in the bag?" I was excited about my purchase and wanted to show it off, so I pulled out an item, a short gold silk skirt with fringe tassels lining the hem, and held it up to show him. He smiled and said, "That's gorgeous!" In a flirty mood, I replied, "You have such an interest in what's in my bag here, you should come up to my room and try some things on . . ."

His eyes lit up, and he blushed. His curious reaction encouraged me. I knew about crossdressing and feminization from my experiences on the phone, but hadn't, until this point, met anyone in person who admitted to enjoying the activity. Could this be my first?

Yes it could, and it was. I asked him, after I stopped giggling at his reaction, "Would you like to?" I'm not the sort of girl who would pick up a strange man in a place as strange in Las Vegas, but what better place to do it? "Come on, I can tell that you're intrigued...."

As it turns out he was more than intrigued. I learned during my short visit and playtime with him, which started in my dressing room, moved to the mall and the Glamour Boutique and back to his apartment, that he had a stash of cosmetics, lingerie and clothes that would rival the collections of most of the women I know. He had his own apartment, so he was free to collect all the items he wanted, and didn't have to keep them hidden. More than half of the closet in his bedroom was filled with girlie things. He taught me a thing or two about fashion. I taught him (after a trip to the adult store and the purchase of a strap-on for me) what it really felt like to be a woman in all ways.

That was the start of something wonderful.

Since then I have enjoyed a variety of feminization games with lovers and playmates. I enjoy role-plays where I get to be the Mistress, the lesbian lover, even the husband, the "john" to a slutty painted tart, or the daddy to a naughty budding young girl. I love laying back, sipping a glass of wine while I watch my femmy-lover sitting at the vanity table, getting gorgeous for me, totally self-absorbed and impressed with her own increasingly arousing appearance. I love both participating in and just watching the transformation from drab male to irresistible femme fatale.

I enjoy sessions with dressers of all kinds - whether you do it every once in a while for a thrill, or whether you dress regularly and feel most comfortable in woman's clothing, we can discuss your femme-fantasies and explore them together.