One of the Boyz II

It turned out that i was the only tranny who participated in the CFNM party.  There was another tranny who showed up, but they were in a funk about the whole thing, showing up in a thong and finally just moping semi-clothed in another room.  Sweety  i feel your pain, but if you dread being naked,  dont turn up at the CFNM party.  Thus i was the  only other transgendered participant, and I showed up in full makeup with scads of jewelry and with a special cod piece,( hair accessories carefully placed to create a panorama of butterfly sipping at flower.)  it might be argued that thismwas cheating, but this was definitely technically within the rules and got some nice compliments from the ladies, though one did remark that i didnt  make a very good naked male Since i Looked like a girl.   If you prick us do we not bleed?
So we had 5 women 5 men and me.  The women really enjoyed the event it seemed, having the naked men do various things ( foot massage, serving, forced bi) or doing things to them.  ( clothes pins, rope bondage, paddling). A couple of,the men really enjoyed the event as well, at least if we gauge them by how tall their little soldiers stood.  But certainly the women were jolly and chatty while the men were quiet and embarrassed.
Me?   I found the public humiliation of forced bi a bit,of a turn-on, being instructed to do this and that and i didnt even know my partner who was certainly turned on.  
I had gone to this party expecting self discovery, being forced to acknowledge my own maleness.   It turned out not to be so revealing, though i did put dating a boy on my bucket list.   When i do, i think i will take him to a CFNM party,  only this time i will have the good sense to wear a dress.

One of the Boyz

Heaven loves ya
The clouds part for ya
Nothing stands in your way
When you're a boy

David Bowie   "Boys Keep Swinging"


I have been fortunate to find some females who I can call friend, and socialize with in girl mode.  These Ladies are generally of the dominant persuasion,  and I have learned a great deal about real dominant females as opposed the the Pussy with a Whip fantasy dommes, that inhabit the dark recesses of so many male minds.  Some of the activities in this circle of friends is what folks in the D/S scene call play, and which the rest of the world might be prone to call foreplay.   So someone has cooked up the idea to have a CFNM party.   If you don't know what that is, you probably need to broaden your social circle.   This is a clothed female / naked male party.  I have found that this party concept has a fair appeal to some number of females in the D/S world, (and perhaps beyond!)   It is not however my idea of a fun party, or at least it wasn't when I first heard of it.
I shall now describe the transvestite's relationship to nudity.
 A beautiful girl starts tearing off her own clothes and whispers huskily.   "Let's get naked"   You look deeply into her eyes and say..  "What!  No Way!  I spent two hours getting dressed.  Are you crazy bitch!"

or something to that effect.   Trannies love clothes, and the fashion options are very limited when you are naked.  The other consideration is that you wore all those pretty clothes to hide something that is quite apparent when you are naked..  You are a man!

So my first inclination was to beg off this particular party, but these Ladies are my friends, and if they want a bunch of naked men to play with, then by golly, I am going to do my part!
By now having imagined what might transpire a bit,  I am actually a little excited by the whole prospect.  I am certainly not going to butch myself up, actually quite the contrary.  Make-up and Jewelry are allowed, and that includes genital jewelry.  I plan to adorn that part of me that screams  MAN  with some very cute jewelry.   That and a pair of breasts that are rather obvious when I am naked should highlight a certain gender ambiguity on my part.  I only hope that I don't get shown the door for failure to meet the standard of naked male.  This party is tomorrow.  I will file a report in a few days when I return, unless the women find me so irresistable that they keep me in a gilded cage.  If they do, I hope they permit me a few frocks, it is getting a little chilly around here.