Friday, August 19, 2011

I am the worst blogger in history!

It's been like a year and a half? WTF?!? You guys must hate me.
But, it's been a long, rough time, so who can blame me, i guess.

Ok, I am now going to school as Quinn. Full time. So far, no bad reactions (ok, nothing REALLY bad; still some guys that call me queer under their breathe, but for the most part no one treats me tooo different. At least when I bust out the miniskirts!!!)
This should be my last year for college. Hope it goes quick.
On a negative note, my parents split up last year. Mom felt that dad wasn't in love with her anymore. Things got bad between them, and she took a job in another state, telling me i could come visit and live with her if I wanted.


Of course, you all can guess what REALLY happened; Dad and me gave into our mutual feelings. Things between us got heavier after the Holidays; I started dressing to impress him, and he started giving me much more attention. We started making out when we were alone, which led to me giving him head whenever i could. Once i started going to school as a female full time, and dressing full time, it got even worse. I was pretty much his mistress, which made me soo fucking hot. i told him about the hypnosis, and he started getting files for me. That's when i started thinking of him as my boyfriend, not my dad. We made love for the first time 5 days after mom moved out. It was everything i wanted it to be.

So, I've got a bf that is old enough to be my dad (hahaha); since i'm living as a girl, my newer friends havn't made the connection yet. He wants me to move back home, but i still want to finish my schooling. Of course, this summer i've been pretty much living as his wife; sharing his bed, cooking his meals, doing his laundry, and you can guess what else...;)

He kinda doesn't like me posting on here, but i had an urge, so i did it. I will try to be a better blogger, i swear!

Monday, January 25, 2010

So busy, so much happening!

Ok, how to sumarize the last few months:
Finshed another quarter at school. Grades are pretty good, mostly because i'm so distracted when i'm not Quinn. Thoughts turn to pretty dresses, and certain guys.
The Holidays were...interesting to say the least. Things around dad are so.....complicated. i always want to put on my best dress, plop onto his lap and beg for a great, big christmas present. But i can't do that....can i?
Got some girl's items for xmas, which was great. Mom seems to be warming up to the whole dressing thing.

And you all can guess daddy's reaction. A lot of you have sent me questions about that situation. No; I have not had sex with my father. As much as that twistedly wrong idea dances around in my libido, i haven't given in.....yet. But there was another 'incident': At new years, it was pretty much just Daddy, mom and me. I was allowed to wear a cute little dress that i had picked out. Mom gave me a little peck on the cheek, and she went to see about some food. I turned to see Daddy standing oh so close to me. With a big smile, he said "My first year with my pretty daughter." Then he asked if it would be ok to kiss me.

i wanted to scream "HELL YESSSSSS!", but just nodded. So he leaned in and gave me a slow, sweet kiss on the lips.
OMG, i thought i was going to die. He pulled away, but i think he saw the look on my face, since he leaned right back in and kissed me again! i even made a little moan, like a horny prom girl. Mom came back just after we broke the kiss and went into a hug (i don't think she knows about any of this...unless she has been reading my blog!)

So, I'm back to school, again. i've been looking into what it would take to be a transgendered student at school; i so want to be Quinn on Campus!

OH, I totally forgot to post the pics that I've took over the fall/winter. Hope you enjoy the new slideshow!

Thursday, October 1, 2009

OK, now its weird

My last post got interrupeted: dad came home and found me in my black dress!
He looked me up and down, told me i looked very pretty (YAY!!!), but he still perfered me as a brunette. So, off i ran to find my other wig. Then I decided to try a different dress. I did stop to take a couple pics, then I ran downstairs and showed dad my new(er) look. He loved it; had me pose and move around the room a bit.
I felt so pretty the way he was looking at me, I didn't want it to end.

Then he asked me if I had something a little more "badgirl" to try on!
I didn't even question it; i just ran up here again, to change into a little dress that Bryce had picked up for me once, and to put on some more makeup.
Why does my dad want me to be a "badGirl"?

Oh, he's calling up to me....more later. I took a pic!

So far, nothing too weird.

Ok, so, after that last post, i bet you all think i've been either taken to the hospital or ran off.
Nope, i'm still tryin to make sense of it all. I kissed my dad! And I liked it (cue Katy Perry music) We haven't talked about it at all, but there are days i think i can feel him looking at me. And thats when i love it sooo much. I want him to just throw me to the ground and make me his girl.
Or do i?

I'm pretty sure i don't want my parents to break up because of my wanting to be a girl, but it's like an itch i can't scratch.
Took some pics today; just me in my jeans and me in my black dress. Nothing too exciting. Actually, i'm still in that dress; taking a little longer to get out of it..haha

Friday, September 4, 2009


Ok, if you've been reading my blog, then you know about my "daddy crush", and how i've been dressing up to get his attention. And you probably have read of my hopes of something more.
Well, you'll never guess what happened tonite!
I was dressed in a cute little dress, just a summery affair with lots of pink, my blonde wig, made up and some sandles. i have to admit, i did look very cute.
i was just hanging out around the house, doing some stuff to get ready for school. Mom was at work, and dad was doing stuff around the house. Of course, i made many passes by his area, letting him see me all pink and perfect, hopeing he liked my outfit. Everything was just going swell.

i decided to get a drink, and i asked him if he wanted one to. He said he did, and i reached into the fridge to get something. The pop was in the back, so I had to bend way down to get it. That's when i realized that he was behind me. For some reason, rather than correcting my posture, i leaned waaaay back into the fridge; i could feel my hem going up my thighs. I was having a nice time teasing daddy, when i lost my footing and actually fell. Next thing i knew, i was in daddies arms. He looked down at me, and asked "are you ok, Quinn?" i nodded, and thats when i realized how close our faces were. "you saved me, daddy," i said shyly. He smiled and said "I couldn't let my beautiful lil girl get hurt." and thats when i realized he was leaning into me.
i just let him lean into that kiss. OMG, the second our lips touched, it was like fireworks! It wasn't a major french kiss, but not one a guy would give his daughter either! We kissed for a few seconds, and then he broke it. i must have had a big smile on my face, but he looked kinda stunned. He muttered something about needing to get ready for supper, and then he helped me up and we went our spreate ways.
Supper was kinda weird, i kept thinking about that kiss, and i know he did too.
What am i going to do?

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Falling into a rutt

So, its been an interesting summer: My parents are being understanding and supportive, which has been so cool. I've done my Quinn bit infront of both of them, and they don't harass me or judge me (well, mom says my clothes are a bit more "diva" then she would like her 'daughter' to wear, but thats her being jealous) or anything. I've experimented with looks, chatted with people, and I'm thinking of going out.
Oh, and i'm soo back into the files that it's like i'm back with Bryce. I'm always listening to something it seems, and i think it's starting to affect me again.
Like it did before.

I listen to my mp3s when im getting dressed, and lately, i've been feeling a little...amourous? You know, "in the mood"? But, i don't have my faithful ex guy Bryce, so the energies are just being spent in other directions.

Or at least they were. i noticed my choices for outfits were getting even more "sassy": thight jeans, shorter skirts, tiny shorts. And i was really getting into looking like a girl, with wigs and make-up. And i was starting to act like a real girl too; well, a sexy girl if i do say so myself. And none of this would be a problem.

If i didn't find myself doing all this for the attention of one man; you guessed it, my "daddy crush" has returned.

Big time!

OMG, i have been so bad: I'm strutting around the house hopeing he will say something (and maybe even secretly hoping he'll DO something...?).

Well, today he did: i had just finished my lil shoot in my black PB top and skirt, and went down for a drink, when i walked past him. I bent over to get something from the frige, and he said "Quinn, I can't believe how pretty your legs are."

I just smiled at him and sat in one of the chairs in the kitchen, crossed my legs and asked "Really? You like them, dad?" and he sorta smiled and told me he did. Then i asked him if he liked my hair, and he said he did, but thought i would look better with darker hair (note to self: nothing but dark wigs from now on...haha). I told him i did have a wig like that, and i would show him some day soon, and he said he couldn't wait.

Is my dad flirting with me. He had to get to a meeting, but i think if he had stayed, i woulda been in one of my hotter outfits!

I think I'm becoming a daddies girl!

Monday, July 6, 2009

See, I did come back!

So, like I said, I've been dressing and listening to hypnofiles again. Well, sooner or later, a young TG and a digicam are going to meet, right.
So, I started taking pics, after listening to some "feminizers", and I was having a blast. Oh, I was shameless.

Yes, there are hotter pics...but most of you won't see them.

Most of you, ;)

So, i was widing down my photo shoot, when my dad came home early. ---GASP----

Ok, normally, this would be the end of it all, right?
WRONG sister.
Dad looked at me. I looked at him. I must have turned 5 shades of red. He went 3.
Then he said "Quinn, you look very nice."

Cue the happy music! He didn't freak, he didn't scream, he just accepted me!
So, we talked for awhile. Then, he asked if i had an outfit that wasn't so "girlpower" (i think he wanted to say "SEXBOMB" but he is my dad, you know).
So I went upstairs and put on a cute lil dress for him, which he loved. And we talked and had a little snack. He said he didn't expect me to be such a lovely young girl, and i think i just giggled, which made him laugh.
So, he told me if i want to be Quinn around him, he would be ok with it.
My daddy is so great!
Ok, I'll post more later, ok?