(contributed by Belinda, performed by Ms. Hannah)
Sissy gets her first pedicure:
http://www.sissyschool.com/hannah_sissypedicure.mp3
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http://www.sissyschool.com/index.php?ac ... istress=15
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~Ms Hannah~ "Sissy Gets a Pedicure"
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Lipstick Lovr
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This is one of my top fantasies! But, I would also like to get acrylic tips on my fingernails and the French manicure....then my hands would look so much nicer when I put my lipliner and lipstick on!
that is so hot Ms Hannah.thank You for the audio..
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Goddess-Hannah
Ohhh little debbie - you go girl! You will always want to get your nails done once you've had them done professionally.
Keep me posted.
Keep me posted.
Dear Goddess Hannah,
Here is my report, I hope it
pleases you.
I pulled into a plaza, and happened
to find Nail Elegance.
DRessed as A Boy, with open toed
male sandals, and carrying a pink
clutch purse, I bravely entered.
Right side of shop had manicure
stations, all filled. Left side
of shop had the pedicure stations.
The waiting area was in the front,
with 1 lady reading a magazine.
It turned out the back wall of the
shop had fans, in a countertop, for
nail drying stations.
At the 1st manicure station, a lady
with long brown hair was being worked
on. The manicurist, while continuing
with her work, called me over, and asked
if she could help me.
So I am going have to explain what
I want, while standing next to this
goregous lady with long brown hair,
who will be able to overhear everything
I say. Yes, I felt that this could
be embarrassing.
I said I would like to have color
painted on my fingers and toes,
but not necessarily a manicure and
pedicure. (I had a busy day scheduled
and I didn't have time for a long
pedicure). She said, yes we can
do that, we can just add color.
I asked, could you take me today ?
She said, yes, in about 15 minutes.
I said, fine, I'll wait, and went
to take a seat.
There were racks and racks of nail
polish lining the walls. She
called over, "you can pick out your
color". I was aware of, at least 1
head turning at this time. I selected
Dutch Tulip by OPI, then sat back
down.
So there I was sitting in a nail
salon, having chosen my nail polish
color, I was relegated to sit in
the waiting area and bide my time.
It seemed as if the female patrons
of this enclave of feminity were
sneaking sideways glances at me,
and I could feel my cheeks turning
red with humiliation; and I told
myself that I must suffer this
humiliation to complete my sissy
assignment. Altho I didn't have
to wait long, until the next step,
as my cheeks burned, it did seem
like a long time.
After a few minutes, while still
working on her customer, she called
over and said, you can take a seat over
there. So carrying my pink clutch
purse, I walked across the salon,
went to the pedicure station, kicked
off my sandals, sat down and placed
my feet on the pedicure rest.
Yes, at this time all of the heads,
of all of the customers, seemed to turn
around to look at the sissy climbing
into the pedicure station.
The manicurist was still working on
her customer, and there I was on
display, sitting at the pedicure
station with my feet propped up,
waiting like an obedient sissy.
I sat there on display for nearly
10 minutes as customers passed
back and forth. Occassionally
I would make eye contact with a
cupcake lady, and she would smile
at me.
Eventually the manicuriset came
over, and started working on me.
She applied a clear base coat to
my toes, then surprisingly to me,
she started applyling color to all
my toes right after the base coat.
When she got to the last toe,
she then started back on the 1st toe
applying a 2nd coat right away. And
she applied a clear top coat right
after that.
Then she said, come over here and
I'll do your fingernails. I
went barefoot, with painted toes,
and carried my sandals over to the
manicure station, and put my sandals
on the floor.
She said, do you want to pay me now ?
I imagined this would be the proper
time, as it might be awkward getting
the money out of my pink clutch purse
after my fingernails were painted.
Then she quickly applied the polish
to my fingers, in a similar fashion
as my toes.
Then she said, come along to the
back to dry your nails. Since I didn't
want to smudge my fresh nail polish,
I asked, could you carry my sandals for
me, and she said sure.
When we got to the back, the gorgeous
lady with the long brown hair was
already holding her hands under the
nail dryer. The manicurist asked,
could you move over a little, and
make room for a neighbor ? As I
sat down, she asked, oh, what color
did you get ? Then we spent a few
minutes talking about nail polish
shades.
I told her, this is my 1st time here,
I was a little nervous, but it's not
so bad. She said, everyone is pretty
nice here.
There was a can of Nail Drying Spray
on the counter. I noticed that all the
girls had a ritual of spraying their
nails, after they were finished with
the nail dryers; then passing the can
down the line. My brown haired friend
sprayed her nails, said goodbye, passed
the can down to me, and then left.
After a while, I used the Nail Drying
Spray on my fingers, and on my toes
as well.
As I walked thru the salon, I didn't
notice and reactions or double takes
at all. Maybe they accepted me as
one of the girls, or maybe they were
now accustomed to seeing this sissy
in their enclave of femininity.
There I was walking thru the salon,
my finernails and my toenails brightly
colored, carrying a pink clutch purse;
I thought to myself, I don't have any
doubts now, I am a sissy, and I am proud
to be an obedient sissy.
Goddess Hannah, thank you ever so much
for providing this assignment. You have
made this sissy ever so happy by having
this experience in a nail salon.
This sissy adventure in the nail salon
was only the start of my day. Would you
like to hear about my other sissy adventures
that I had today ?
Little Debbie
Here is my report, I hope it
pleases you.
I pulled into a plaza, and happened
to find Nail Elegance.
DRessed as A Boy, with open toed
male sandals, and carrying a pink
clutch purse, I bravely entered.
Right side of shop had manicure
stations, all filled. Left side
of shop had the pedicure stations.
The waiting area was in the front,
with 1 lady reading a magazine.
It turned out the back wall of the
shop had fans, in a countertop, for
nail drying stations.
At the 1st manicure station, a lady
with long brown hair was being worked
on. The manicurist, while continuing
with her work, called me over, and asked
if she could help me.
So I am going have to explain what
I want, while standing next to this
goregous lady with long brown hair,
who will be able to overhear everything
I say. Yes, I felt that this could
be embarrassing.
I said I would like to have color
painted on my fingers and toes,
but not necessarily a manicure and
pedicure. (I had a busy day scheduled
and I didn't have time for a long
pedicure). She said, yes we can
do that, we can just add color.
I asked, could you take me today ?
She said, yes, in about 15 minutes.
I said, fine, I'll wait, and went
to take a seat.
There were racks and racks of nail
polish lining the walls. She
called over, "you can pick out your
color". I was aware of, at least 1
head turning at this time. I selected
Dutch Tulip by OPI, then sat back
down.
So there I was sitting in a nail
salon, having chosen my nail polish
color, I was relegated to sit in
the waiting area and bide my time.
It seemed as if the female patrons
of this enclave of feminity were
sneaking sideways glances at me,
and I could feel my cheeks turning
red with humiliation; and I told
myself that I must suffer this
humiliation to complete my sissy
assignment. Altho I didn't have
to wait long, until the next step,
as my cheeks burned, it did seem
like a long time.
After a few minutes, while still
working on her customer, she called
over and said, you can take a seat over
there. So carrying my pink clutch
purse, I walked across the salon,
went to the pedicure station, kicked
off my sandals, sat down and placed
my feet on the pedicure rest.
Yes, at this time all of the heads,
of all of the customers, seemed to turn
around to look at the sissy climbing
into the pedicure station.
The manicurist was still working on
her customer, and there I was on
display, sitting at the pedicure
station with my feet propped up,
waiting like an obedient sissy.
I sat there on display for nearly
10 minutes as customers passed
back and forth. Occassionally
I would make eye contact with a
cupcake lady, and she would smile
at me.
Eventually the manicuriset came
over, and started working on me.
She applied a clear base coat to
my toes, then surprisingly to me,
she started applyling color to all
my toes right after the base coat.
When she got to the last toe,
she then started back on the 1st toe
applying a 2nd coat right away. And
she applied a clear top coat right
after that.
Then she said, come over here and
I'll do your fingernails. I
went barefoot, with painted toes,
and carried my sandals over to the
manicure station, and put my sandals
on the floor.
She said, do you want to pay me now ?
I imagined this would be the proper
time, as it might be awkward getting
the money out of my pink clutch purse
after my fingernails were painted.
Then she quickly applied the polish
to my fingers, in a similar fashion
as my toes.
Then she said, come along to the
back to dry your nails. Since I didn't
want to smudge my fresh nail polish,
I asked, could you carry my sandals for
me, and she said sure.
When we got to the back, the gorgeous
lady with the long brown hair was
already holding her hands under the
nail dryer. The manicurist asked,
could you move over a little, and
make room for a neighbor ? As I
sat down, she asked, oh, what color
did you get ? Then we spent a few
minutes talking about nail polish
shades.
I told her, this is my 1st time here,
I was a little nervous, but it's not
so bad. She said, everyone is pretty
nice here.
There was a can of Nail Drying Spray
on the counter. I noticed that all the
girls had a ritual of spraying their
nails, after they were finished with
the nail dryers; then passing the can
down the line. My brown haired friend
sprayed her nails, said goodbye, passed
the can down to me, and then left.
After a while, I used the Nail Drying
Spray on my fingers, and on my toes
as well.
As I walked thru the salon, I didn't
notice and reactions or double takes
at all. Maybe they accepted me as
one of the girls, or maybe they were
now accustomed to seeing this sissy
in their enclave of femininity.
There I was walking thru the salon,
my finernails and my toenails brightly
colored, carrying a pink clutch purse;
I thought to myself, I don't have any
doubts now, I am a sissy, and I am proud
to be an obedient sissy.
Goddess Hannah, thank you ever so much
for providing this assignment. You have
made this sissy ever so happy by having
this experience in a nail salon.
This sissy adventure in the nail salon
was only the start of my day. Would you
like to hear about my other sissy adventures
that I had today ?
Little Debbie
Dear Goddess Hannah,
OK, I got my nails done.
I have a change of clothes,
in the car. I'm going to get
dressed up and go shopping !
Oh, oh, I have my clothes
with me, BUT I FORGOT MY SLACKS.
Luckily Nail Elegance was in the
WalMart Plaza. So I put on sneakers
to cover my toe nail polish.
And I head into WalMart, DRAB, with
red fingernails to buy some ladies
slacks. Mission accomplised.
Back to the car, change pants,
put on my bra, with breast forms,
then my blouse. I'm no longer
DRAB, but now DRAG. But no
cosmetics at all, I'm planning
my very first ever professional
full makeover today.
Oh, no, the cuff button of my
long sleeve blouse pops off. I
can't have that cuff flying around
all day. I put my wig on, so I'm
in DRAG, but not a spec of makeup.
I have to go into WalMart to buy
a safety pin for my blouse cuff.
I paid for the safety pins, then
I thought with my freshly painted
nails, it would be hard to fasten
the safety pin. I could only use
one hand, the hand near the missing
button couldn't reach down to the
cuff. And surely I didn't want
to smudge my freshly painted nails.
So I opened the package of
safety pins and walked over to a
customer service rep, and said,
I lost a button, could you close the
safety pin. She was in position to
see me in DRAG, with painted nails,
and no makeup at all. She fastened
the safety pin, and she didn't say
anything at all, but I don't think
she enjoyed helping a sissy.
As I was exiting the store I got quite
a double take from the WalMart greeter.
It seemed by the way that she was
looking at me, as if she could tell quite
easily that I was a sissy, in DRAG.
OK, now I'm ready for a full makeover.
I called Ulta yesterday and they
welcome walk ins. So I'm in DRAG,
once I get my cosmetics applied, I'll
be ready for some shopping.
This will be my very 1st ever
professional makeover. I figure if I
go to a nail salon, I might as well
go all out, and get a makeover.
I went to Ulta. Oh, oh, snag in the
plans. They can't take me for an
hour, what do I do for that hour ?
I had planned, after getting my makeover
to go to Best Buy, and then to an
optical shop to look at some ladies frames.
I thought to myself, why not go to
Best Buy and the optical shop during the
hour. Here I am, in DRAG, no makeup at
all, yes, I'm a sissy, and they will know
right away that I'm a sissy because I'm
lacking makeup.
So that's what I did; I went to Best Buy
and to the optical shop. There I was
interacting with the clerks, dressed
in DRAG, without makeup; oh, what a sissy
I am.
Finally went back to Ulta. Got my 1st
ever, professional full makeover. That
really was an enjoyable experience. I
got some very helpful makeover tips. And
I loved the makeover, I was quite pleased
with my eyes: blue eye shadow, eye liner
and finished with a heavy application of
mascara.
So then I was finally dressed as a lady,
with full makeup.
I started out DRAB in a nail salon.
Then I was shopping in WalMart, Best Buy
and an optical shop in DRAG, without
makeup (oh what a sissy).
So finishing up fully dressed with full
makeup was an enjoyable experience.
Then I was ready for some shopping.
First stop was Victoria's Secret.
I bought some colorful Body by
Victoria seamless panites. And I
charged them on my newly acquired
Victoria's Secret credit card that
I opened with a feminized version
of my boy name.
Well Goddess Hannah, these were some
of my adventures from today. I hope
that you enjoyed this report.
Again, thank you ever so much for
helping me to develop my sissyness.
Little Debbie
OK, I got my nails done.
I have a change of clothes,
in the car. I'm going to get
dressed up and go shopping !
Oh, oh, I have my clothes
with me, BUT I FORGOT MY SLACKS.
Luckily Nail Elegance was in the
WalMart Plaza. So I put on sneakers
to cover my toe nail polish.
And I head into WalMart, DRAB, with
red fingernails to buy some ladies
slacks. Mission accomplised.
Back to the car, change pants,
put on my bra, with breast forms,
then my blouse. I'm no longer
DRAB, but now DRAG. But no
cosmetics at all, I'm planning
my very first ever professional
full makeover today.
Oh, no, the cuff button of my
long sleeve blouse pops off. I
can't have that cuff flying around
all day. I put my wig on, so I'm
in DRAG, but not a spec of makeup.
I have to go into WalMart to buy
a safety pin for my blouse cuff.
I paid for the safety pins, then
I thought with my freshly painted
nails, it would be hard to fasten
the safety pin. I could only use
one hand, the hand near the missing
button couldn't reach down to the
cuff. And surely I didn't want
to smudge my freshly painted nails.
So I opened the package of
safety pins and walked over to a
customer service rep, and said,
I lost a button, could you close the
safety pin. She was in position to
see me in DRAG, with painted nails,
and no makeup at all. She fastened
the safety pin, and she didn't say
anything at all, but I don't think
she enjoyed helping a sissy.
As I was exiting the store I got quite
a double take from the WalMart greeter.
It seemed by the way that she was
looking at me, as if she could tell quite
easily that I was a sissy, in DRAG.
OK, now I'm ready for a full makeover.
I called Ulta yesterday and they
welcome walk ins. So I'm in DRAG,
once I get my cosmetics applied, I'll
be ready for some shopping.
This will be my very 1st ever
professional makeover. I figure if I
go to a nail salon, I might as well
go all out, and get a makeover.
I went to Ulta. Oh, oh, snag in the
plans. They can't take me for an
hour, what do I do for that hour ?
I had planned, after getting my makeover
to go to Best Buy, and then to an
optical shop to look at some ladies frames.
I thought to myself, why not go to
Best Buy and the optical shop during the
hour. Here I am, in DRAG, no makeup at
all, yes, I'm a sissy, and they will know
right away that I'm a sissy because I'm
lacking makeup.
So that's what I did; I went to Best Buy
and to the optical shop. There I was
interacting with the clerks, dressed
in DRAG, without makeup; oh, what a sissy
I am.
Finally went back to Ulta. Got my 1st
ever, professional full makeover. That
really was an enjoyable experience. I
got some very helpful makeover tips. And
I loved the makeover, I was quite pleased
with my eyes: blue eye shadow, eye liner
and finished with a heavy application of
mascara.
So then I was finally dressed as a lady,
with full makeup.
I started out DRAB in a nail salon.
Then I was shopping in WalMart, Best Buy
and an optical shop in DRAG, without
makeup (oh what a sissy).
So finishing up fully dressed with full
makeup was an enjoyable experience.
Then I was ready for some shopping.
First stop was Victoria's Secret.
I bought some colorful Body by
Victoria seamless panites. And I
charged them on my newly acquired
Victoria's Secret credit card that
I opened with a feminized version
of my boy name.
Well Goddess Hannah, these were some
of my adventures from today. I hope
that you enjoyed this report.
Again, thank you ever so much for
helping me to develop my sissyness.
Little Debbie
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sissyslutmichelle2007
Dear Gooddess Hannah,
I have completed this assignment. I went to the nail salon and for a pedicure with color. The heads looked at me and I picked a dark red after the original one was empty. It felt so good I was asking myself why I had not had one of these done before. I feel very femine now than before and feel so pretty with painted toenails.
I can't wait until my next pedicure.
Hugs and Kisses,
Chelle
I have completed this assignment. I went to the nail salon and for a pedicure with color. The heads looked at me and I picked a dark red after the original one was empty. It felt so good I was asking myself why I had not had one of these done before. I feel very femine now than before and feel so pretty with painted toenails.
I can't wait until my next pedicure.
Hugs and Kisses,
Chelle
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Ms. Susan Pauline
- Posts: 3462
- Joined: Sat Aug 13, 2005 12:56 am
- Location: Massachusetts: "South Shore"
Dear Litte Miss Debbie,
OPI's, "Dutch Tulip." A great color. I have some at home. It was all the rage four years ago. In Manhattan, when I was at the Summer Fancy Food Show, "everone," was wearing it. It's a brighter red.
There is one thing that you should remember about getting your nails done. Don't plan anything too close, time-wise. I allow four hours for my toes to dry. I like a good hour and a half for my fingernails. They did do the correct number of coats. However, when's the last time you got a pedicure? Also remember that the faster nail color dries, the quicker it chips. I usually get a complimentary wine at my salon. I also bring in boxes of Chocolate for the girls, too. No special reason.
You see, I wouldn't have made shopping plans. Salons have hair stylists? You could have gotten a hair cut. Then, .... then you could have checked about getting a facial. They're somewhat expensive. They are so dreamy. Miss Scarlett loves her facials, too. Facials are, "to cupcake for." One day, Mistress/Wife and I not only had our pedicure together, but we both had facials, too.
I'm the one who introduced my Wife to MY Salon and Spa. I intorduced MY esthetician to my, Girlfiend/Wife. We went out for a small repast afterwards.
I wouldn't read too much into other people's reactions. Most people are way to busy with their own lives to really care how we're dressed. Our dollars are just as green as anyone's.
I, "hate," pants. Any style or type. I don't like to cross-dress to wear pants. Dresses and skirts ONLY for me.
Please bear in mind, that when I'm, "out and about," I dresseed in my Housemaid's Uniform. no wig; no make-up except for my complusory, "Oh So Red," lipstick (a Jim Bridges item)
If I were financially independent, I would, "live," in a Spa. What about a Swedish Massage?
I've had a few make-overs there, but MY esthetician also gives me a, "lip & eye," special. I'm shaven when I get there. My beard cover and foundation is already on. My hands are too shakey to apply eyeliner. My Mistress' hands have become too shakey, too.
I'm not too famikiar to Mistress/Goddess Hannah. Miss Scarlett and Mistress Dallas and i are, "old e-friends." Through private e-mail, Miss Scarlett was, "there," for me when I needed help the most.
I hope that i didn't take too long (time-wise) to compose this. If you take too long, it gets, "non-sendable and is wiped clear.
Sisterly hugs,
Missy Susan
OPI's, "Dutch Tulip." A great color. I have some at home. It was all the rage four years ago. In Manhattan, when I was at the Summer Fancy Food Show, "everone," was wearing it. It's a brighter red.
There is one thing that you should remember about getting your nails done. Don't plan anything too close, time-wise. I allow four hours for my toes to dry. I like a good hour and a half for my fingernails. They did do the correct number of coats. However, when's the last time you got a pedicure? Also remember that the faster nail color dries, the quicker it chips. I usually get a complimentary wine at my salon. I also bring in boxes of Chocolate for the girls, too. No special reason.
You see, I wouldn't have made shopping plans. Salons have hair stylists? You could have gotten a hair cut. Then, .... then you could have checked about getting a facial. They're somewhat expensive. They are so dreamy. Miss Scarlett loves her facials, too. Facials are, "to cupcake for." One day, Mistress/Wife and I not only had our pedicure together, but we both had facials, too.
I'm the one who introduced my Wife to MY Salon and Spa. I intorduced MY esthetician to my, Girlfiend/Wife. We went out for a small repast afterwards.
I wouldn't read too much into other people's reactions. Most people are way to busy with their own lives to really care how we're dressed. Our dollars are just as green as anyone's.
I, "hate," pants. Any style or type. I don't like to cross-dress to wear pants. Dresses and skirts ONLY for me.
Please bear in mind, that when I'm, "out and about," I dresseed in my Housemaid's Uniform. no wig; no make-up except for my complusory, "Oh So Red," lipstick (a Jim Bridges item)
If I were financially independent, I would, "live," in a Spa. What about a Swedish Massage?
I've had a few make-overs there, but MY esthetician also gives me a, "lip & eye," special. I'm shaven when I get there. My beard cover and foundation is already on. My hands are too shakey to apply eyeliner. My Mistress' hands have become too shakey, too.
I'm not too famikiar to Mistress/Goddess Hannah. Miss Scarlett and Mistress Dallas and i are, "old e-friends." Through private e-mail, Miss Scarlett was, "there," for me when I needed help the most.
I hope that i didn't take too long (time-wise) to compose this. If you take too long, it gets, "non-sendable and is wiped clear.
Sisterly hugs,
Missy Susan
I've been cross-dressing almost forever. The past few years finds me more interested in serving and being humilated by others. I'm a 100% Submissive Housemaid/husband. I, "love," my high heels and my Maids Uniforms.