Hello and thank you for visiting my blog. Well it is not so much a blog more a place to share all the things i have written, drawn and generaly played with over the last 10 years. Most of them are related to my love of smooth slick Latex and shiny PVC, as well as the delights of feminization. I also have a huge crush on British TV presenter Carol Vorderman (The perfect model of the older woman) as well as the gorgeous Keira Knightley. (more my age). There will be nothing harsh or nasty here, just fun things, naughty things, sexy things and yes, well, Kinky things. Basically it's a stroll through the kinky lanes of my mind. hope you have fun. XXX

Friday, 2 October 2015

Emma Watson:The Latexium interviews. Part 2

Hi Everyone
  So here we have the second part of Amanda Keira's exclusive interview with British Actress and style icon Emma Watson. We rejoin the conversation as we ask Emma a straight question.

S.S.n.S…Let me ask you a straight question. Who cast the spell?
E.W…….Straight answer……Jo
S.S.n.S….You mean as  in J.K? However did that happen?
E.W…….. I must say she has been really upset over it and has really been very helpful in trying to reverse it, coming up with all kinds of strange variations. It was a total accident, we were sitting on set and in the newspaper was a photo of Lady Gaga in this outrageous latex outfit and we were joking about how she got into it and I said Magic and Jo said…. Well you can guess. It was as simple and as stupid as that, those words and a simple pat on my knee.
S.S.n.S…. Did it take affect straight away?
Emma Watson appears on the "Today show" in Latex dress
E.W….. Not I think for a few months, I had been noticing a faint rubbery smell in the air for a while, but the first manifestation came during the first promo work. I think it was for the Today show in New York. That was a real shock. I could not believe what was happening, It was thirty Minutes before I was due on air. I was in the car going from the hotel and suddenly, as I have said, smelt this rubbery smell and then, the dress I was wearing just, well, turned into rubber. It shrank and tightened and I remember saying to Claire my aid something was wrong, she looked, I think we both screamed and well, now we are minutes away from national U.S TV. What do I do?
S.S.n.S…..Cause the internet to melt for one
E.W…..Did I cause that?
S.S.n.s….Totally. The pics of you, looking cool calm and stunning raced around the world, Here was Emma Watson, Hermione Grainger, on national America TV casually wearing a skintight Latex rubber dress, Latex rubber for god sake. I think the reason the world did not go insane about it was that, with your new Hair it was seen as a signal that you were not Hermione and that this was the real Emma Watson, take it or leave it. I think the world applauded you.
E.W….. The curse from that respect has helped me to step away, I just wish it had been a little less…..sudden.
 S.S.n.S…You speak as if it was deliberate. Do you think the curse is sentient, do you believe it knows what it is doing?
E.W…..Yes, I believe so. It is not some wildly random thing, it is totally calculating. It understands my moods and feeling and by it’s actions can exert a control over me.
S.S.n.S…..How so?
E.W…… At it’s most basic. If I relax and accept its will  if you were, It creates something in keeping with that mood, a subtle or a more modest transformation. Where as if I am upset or petulant the curse will react with a more embarrassing style.
Emma Watson in what she describes as a modest skintight Latex sheath dress
S.S.n.S….It is crazy to think that Latex can be modest. However we in the circle understand that it really can be. I especially recall the pewter ….
E.W….. Sheath dress, I wore to the Bafta awards, yes. That was, at first, a classic black Chanel, modest and simple and what it became was still modest and simple, yet now skintight and Latex. I must admit I did freak out a little with that dress, It was astonishingly tight and very very hot and I did so want to get it off, but there was no seam, no clasp, nothing, It was on me and I was in it and that was that. I thought about pulling out but it was an important year with Harry Potter ending and Jo receiving a special award so I desperately wanted to go. I remember turning in the mirror a dozen times, fearing how unforgivingly tight it was and we were back to the underwear issue again, but then I realised it was fine, unorthodox but totally modest and revealed nothing. It was only an hour after the event, that Claire noticed a tiny Zipper appear at the back of the neck and off it came without a fight. Yes the curse is very much a living, thinking thing.
   It is also a very embarrassing thing, for at that moment our poised ans polished guest lets out a gasp, stifled by her hands covering her mouth. The reason for this and the subsequent collapse into giggles? A crossing of her legs, a shift in her seat and the air, warm and moist beneath the Latex escapes in a classic Latex Fart.
E.W…. Oh my gosh that was so not me, rather it was but you know, I am so sorry. I’ve been in these Pants now for a few hours and things are getting a little sticky in there. Where were we? Well infact this is a good example, I was really happy to come here today, so the curse, merely transformed what I was wearing, blue jeans and black blouse, Blue Latex Jeans, Black Latex Blouse. Where as if I had been petulant about it it might have created something embarrassingly short or fetishy.
S.S.n.S….Embarrassingly short. That brings us to the picture.
E.W…. Aw my Gosh. No, I have never seen that before. Oh my Goodness that is tiny. Am I inside that dress trying to get out or outside trying to get in.
S.S..n.S.... We believe this is the only shot of you in this dress, it was taken rather quickly but  it is quiet a stunning image.
Emmas' total embarrassment was saved by some very fortunate lighting
E.W..... Thank you, I think. My goodness. Well it illustrates what I mean about my mood and how it effects the curse. I loved the dress I had chosen for that evening, so when the curse decided to mess with it I was rather annoyed and to be honest threw quite a hissy fit.Claire my long suffering PA told me to calm down and that we had an alternate dress, but I was really upset and the more upset I got the tighter and shorter the dress got.
S.S.n.S.... So the original was more modest?
E.W..... Very much so, a lot longer and a more solid bronze colour, Quite a nice dress if it had not been made of Latex rubber. but like I have said, I knew any alternate dress would be effected too, so I just said right, OK if that is what it wants lets give it and just stomped out in front of the cameras, hands on hips, without introduction, sort of "Well here I am then" and caught everyone but you by surprise.
S.S.n.S ......Hard to imagine Emma Watson stomping anywhere, but I see what you mean by it effecting the dress.
E.W..... From the moment I left Claire, to stepping out, the dress had gone up even more and it was not until I saw the reflection in one of the doors that I realised it had taken on that smoky transparency and of cause no underwear. So the moment I felt that cool air down there I was gone like a shot and back away from the cameras.That was apart from yours of cause.
S.S.n.S..... An embarrassing lesson
E.W...... Very, but it has in a way it has taught me to respect the curse and understand its' actions.

to be continued
  Next time
S.S.n.S...... Is it true you were invited to model for one of the most well known Latex designers?

Tuesday, 29 September 2015

Amazing Latex on TV

Hi Everyone.
  This is a quick post in connection with nothing really, but I hope it tickles the same spots as it did me.

 This is Spanish  presenter Monica Martinez appearing on late night TV wearing an awesome  brilliant red Latex catsuit. The show in question was (I believe) "Pecadores in de nait" recorded in Madrid sometime in mid August.
  I only came across the pics whilst flicking through the net but was captivated, by them. Now you know my thing for older ladies and being Beautiful, sexy and with her stunning figure and killer naughty smile, Ms Martinez fits the bill perfectly. 
  I don't know if this is a regular thing or whether it caused as much of a media thing there as it would over here if say.. ...Susanna Reid wore Red Latex (Gosh now there is a naughty thought) or indeed Carol Vorderman.All can say is she must have been rather hot under those lights and made some wonderfully sexy sounds as she crossed and uncrossed those legs.
  I then realised something else Ms Martinez bares an amazing resemblance to one of my favorite British presenters, the equally gorgeous Amanda HoldenSo perhaps 

a few photos side by side
might cause enough Latexium magic to pass between the two. (or is it a cheap excuse to print a few pics of Ms Holden)

  If anyone knows where there might be a video clip of Monica Martinez in this stunning outfit I would be most grateful.

Monica Martinez
Amanda Holden


Below are a couple of links to video sent to me by my dear friend Andres. Any more would be so welcome.


Thanks Andres

Thursday, 24 September 2015

Super short story. By Rubber H

Hi Everyone
   As I mentioned, the wonderful Rubber H has written a superb short story which features our helpless Hero/Heroine Andy and his Aunt Jane. It also features an old and dear friend in a new and brilliant light.
  R H, had intended it as inspiration for new art by me, which it surely will, but I think it deserves publishing in it's own right. It captures the tone and feel of my own stories to perfection and I am greatly honored to be able publish it on my blog.
  Hope you like this, sure you will.

                                                      A Special Weekend It Will Be
                                                                 By Rubber H

Copyright 2015

“We are almost there my sweet.”, said Aunt Jane as she checked the GPS on her phone. “Now be sure to watch your speed. The roads are quite narrow and the local farmers will be moving their herds this time of the day.”
Andy would normally reply “Yes, Aunt Jane”, or “Yes, M’Lady”, but the oversized penis gag was strapped and locked into his mouth. He couldn’t utter a word. He nearly died of shame when he stopped at the one intersection and the lorry driver got a good look at the rubber encased and gagged chauffeur. All Andy could do was try not to make eye contact as the driver stared at him in disbelief.
The rubber chauffeur’s uniform was not just skin tight. It was almost like he had another layer of skin. It accentuated every curve of his body, including his new C-cup breasts. His nipples stood out as Aunt Jane would examine the uniform; caressing it and making certain that there were no unsightly creases.
The boots were the usual stiletto style.  They too were laced so tight that he appeared to be in a one-piece outfit. It was difficult but not impossible to drive wearing them. Of course Aunt Jane made sure that he had plenty of practice by making him drive her around the city. He would take her to social events or run various minor errands.
He was gagged this time because he pleaded with her too strenuously about dressing like this for the entire weekend. It was strangely exciting to wear but the rubber was incredibly hot and sticky. He would rather have been in his French maid’s uniform. At least there would be relief as he could lift up his skirt and feel the air flow underneath him.
Aunt Jane was excited about the weekend. Lord and Lady Quirt had invited her and a number of others to their home for a weekend of shooting, riding and other activities. These events were considered THE prize invitation of the social calendar. This was also her chance to show off her now feminized and rubbered ‘niece’.  Her hard work would be rewarded by Lord and Lady Quirt’s approval.
Andy slowed down and turned into the entrance of the private road which lead to the estate of Lord and Lady Quirt. After a couple of minutes he stopped at the main entrance where Lady Quirt was already there to meet Aunt Jane.
“Jane it’s wonderful to see you!”, exclaimed Lady Quirt as she kissed her on both cheeks. “And I see you brought a surprise.”
“Gwen, this is who I’ve been telling you about all these months. This is Amanda, formerly Andrew.”, replied Aunt Jane, returning the kisses.
After driving for hours without a break Andy tried stretching his legs. He then was reminded about the very large intruder in his rear as he went to retrieve the luggage.
Lady Quirt looked at him with some amusement. “So utterly divine.”, she chuckled “Rubber becomes her and I bet she doesn’t want to wear anything else.”
“She rarely has a moment where she isn’t encased in one rubber garment or another. The maid’s outfits though are my favorite. You’ll see them later.”
“I can hardly wait! I know Edgar will be dying to see her as well. However, I also have a little surprise for you as well.”, replied Lady Quirt.
Aunt Jane was curious. “Really? Are you going to leave me in suspense?”
Lady Quirt smiled and led them into the man house. Andy was told to leave the suitcases by the stairway. Once that was done Aunt Jane cuffed his hands behind his back. As they crossed the great hall Lady Quirt spoke. “Remember that little gift you gave me on my birthday last year?”
“Oh yes, were you pleased?”
“More than you can imagine. When you told me how you were going to transform Amanda it inspired me to try my own hand. In fact, I hope you won’t be too upset but I have gone a little farther than you.”
Aunt Jane was taken aback. She had not expected this. This was her weekend to shine in front of the cream of society. But if she said anything Lady Quirt would no doubt take it as an insult.
Andy could only walk behind them and suffer in silence. The rubber was so hot! The gag so large that he was certain that his jaws would be permanently locked open. As they came to the end of the hall he saw someone else waiting for them. It was a girl dressed in a rubber riding habit. The tall black rubber riding boots had severe steel spurs. They went up the shapely legs and practically melted into the latex jodhpurs. The white latex blouse with ruffles was straining against the two enormous breasts which were almost ready to break through.
But it was the face that Andy was transfixed upon. There was a smile which to some was pleasant, but he could see that there was a thin veil of cruelty behind it. Then his blood ran cold as a sudden realization came upon him.
“Jane, I would like you to meet my daughter.” Said Lady Quirt.
“Daughter!?” exclaimed Aunt Jane. “When did you…Aren’t you unable…”
“Adopted.” Lady Quirt interrupted. “The papers were signed and filed last week.”
Aunt Jane realized what Lady Quirt had done. “Did you do a COMPLETE conversion? I mean..”
“No. Those parts are intact. Of course there were some changes. The hormones and testosterone blockers, the augmentations, the larynx being shaved and a few other minor touches. It was the mental changes that I’m most proud of. He was a natural for deep hypnosis and other psychological conditioning techniques. He already had a deep desire to become female.”
Lady Quirt had a gleam in her eye. “He also had other, darker desires. Ones that began to appear after you delivered him to us. It seems he took one look at Amanda and he couldn’t deny them any longer. Once he saw your ‘maid’ dressed in that tight rubber straightjacket those thoughts couldn’t be contained.
Andy stared. Tears began to flow as he looked at the girl standing before him. The gag prevented him from speaking but he tried anyway.
The girl clipped a least to the collar around Andy’s neck. “Oh Mummy!” she cried. “We are going to have so much fun this weekend. I want to try some of the new toys you gave me.”
“Jane, would you mind?” asked Lady Quirt.
Aunt Jane knew that she could not say no. She smiled as best as she could and nodded.
“Goody!” shouted the girl and pulled Andy by the leash towards the dungeon.
Andy was crying uncontrollably.
“ROBIN!...ROBIN!...DON’T YOU REMEMBER ME?!” he silently screamed as he disappeared from Aunt Jane’s sight.

Hi me again, that was wonderful. I just wanted to let you know about Robin. It is not his real name, but he was a very good friend when I was growing up, we lost contact when he moved away when we were about 13 or so and he was the first guy I ever had a crush on.

Monday, 21 September 2015

Hello again

Hi Everyone,
  Well here we are again, little bruised and battered but still standing. Thank you all for your very sweet and kind messages, I promise to answer them all very soon. 
  Hopefully if I can,I have quite a few really nice things to post for you over the coming week, not least a wonderfully naughty short story from our very own Rubber H, which features poor Andy and a dear old friend of ours.
 But in the meantime I have been taught to focus on things which make me smile and bring back special memories and so I have posted in it entirety a Video of Welsh Singer Katherine Jenkins performing a few years back at G.A.Y in London. She appeared wearing a Jaw dropping Latex dress (a total change of image for her) and performed a number of songs including this one.
  So this is a good place to begin.

New Art. Andy's Passport Peril

Hi Everyone
   Oh my gosh it is nice to have something new for you all. It has been a bit rough but I will not dwell on it here. This is a place of fun.
   Okay so our poor Hero/Heroine has once more got himself in a tight spot, or rather will be in a very very tight spot by the end of the week. Perhaps it was another attempt to outwit his commanding Aunt Jane or perhaps it was just his sissy brain letting him down, but either way his thoughts over the next few days of service for his Aunt will now be dominated by the new arrangements for their impending  trip to the Miss Sissy World convention.
  Hope you like this one.
  Thank you all, big kisses all round 

Tuesday, 8 September 2015

Coming back

Hi everyone
   Oh my Gosh I am so sorry for not posting of late, but I have been very low and weighed down and needed a little time before I dared log on to my blog for fear of deleting it all.
   It is kind of ironic that I posted my most important Photo a few posted back, explaining how over the years I had torn it and screwed it up so many times with shame and embarrassment, only to smooth it out again and never to really throw it away. That is very much how my emotions feel sometimes.
  But hopefully I am on the up again and even our poor sweet hero Andy is getting a new look. However in the meantime here a just a few pretty and naughty pics that have led me back into a fun frame of mind.
  Take care and love to all


Monday, 24 August 2015

New Art. "So Proud"

Hi Everyone
   It has been a while and I have been soaking up so much inspiration that I can not concentrate on creating one thing or another. However before I left, I was working on this and so after a little polishing an able to publish it.
   As ever not a direct continuation of a story, but a stand alone image, our young hero/heroine finds himself on a shopping trip with his Aunts in search of the perfect outfit for the end of term Prom. However what might be perfect for Andy, is completely different from that chosen by his Aunts.
  Hope you like this.
  Love and best wishes
 A very tired Andy