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Are you ready to go “ Down The Sissification Rabbit Hole?” Then read this…
I t’s a rare sissy that isn’t obsessed with having a smooth, silky, feminine body, free from all of that ugly man hair. The easiest way to get rid of hair of course is to just shave it off.
Sounds simple and straightforward enough but there are some obvious and even hidden hurdles that may have to be overcome before you can become hairless, such as…
Fear of social embarrassment; finding time to shave; shaving techniques; frequency and what body parts to start off with. This article will attempt to address all of those sissy shaving issues.
This is such an easy answer; right now, or tomorrow if ‘ right now ’ happens to be too late in the day.
The main reason most novice sissies don’t start shaving is the fear of ridicule and social embarrassment. But like 99 percent of our fears, the akwardness you want to avoid is just a projection into the future about a situation that will most likely never come to pass.
Things are a changin’ baby, and that goes for many girly things that previously were reserved only for card carry members of the fairer sex. Shaving happens to be one of those things.
Shaving of the male legs has long been accepted and done by swimmers, cyclists, triathletes and body builders. Many other professional and non-pro athletes in sports such as football, basketball, hockey, soccer and skiing routinely shave their legs because of the neccessity of having to get parts of their legs taped up.
As a former triathlete, that’s how I got my start with shaving. After I quit competing, I continued to shave because I thought my legs looked better without hair.
I also had a fair amount of sissyness residing inside of my head so that provided me with even more motivation. Sure, I received a comment here and there but it never really bothered me. After all, they were my legs!
Later on, it began to feel weird having no hair below the waist but a normal amount above, so… I started to shave my entire body.
No one (including family members) has ever said much about it, which makes me wonder—why is everyone walking around worrying what others think about them so much? The truth is that people are so immeresed in their own lives that they really don’t care much about yours.
I like what Dr Suess had to say on the subject:
“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind”
The reality is that nobody is going to think you’re a gay, sissy faggot just because you shave your legs, or even your whole body for that matter. If anyone asks, you simply say “I prefer no hair”, which is the truth. If you can accept yourself, then people will, more-than-likely, accept you.
So, if you’ve been playing the what-will-people-say card as an excuse not to shave… stop it! The time to start shaving is NOW sweetie.
In the shower of course silly. And, since nothing beats the feel of pulling up a silky pair of nylon stockings over freshly shaved legs, then you’ll probably want to begin with your legs, and maybe even go a little bit further up.
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Also, as noted above, shaved legs have become more-or-less mainstream for men. It’s a perfect place to start without garnering any attention to your—for now—secret sissification process.
Yes, becoming a sissy is a process. And shaving, although a sub-set of the more global aspect of sissyness, is a process of its very own.
If you’ve never shaved your legs before, and you’re fairly hairy, then it’s going to be a chore to chop through those virgin shafts of thick, long hair. Using an electric hair clipper or delapitory cream will initially save you a ton of time.
From there, all you will need is a razor and some soap. Like anything else, shaving your legs will take time for you to become good at. The speed and efficiency will come however, sooner than you might think.
Where to stop? I suggest going up to just below the waist, which would obviously include your ass and private parts. Shaving your nut sack and sissy clitty does not really present any special problems; just go slow at first until you get the hang of it.
Being smooth down there will only serve to intensify your feelings of feminity. If you want to stop at the top of the legs for now, and treat your intimate areas as a later part of the sissy shaving process, then that’s perfectly fine too.
The answer to that question depends on how thick your hair is and how fast it grows. Another factor is how far along with the shaving process you happen to be. Let me use myself as an example.
When I first began to shave my legs, I perceived it to be a chore—and treated it as such. I would shoot for once every two weeks, quickly observing that if I went any longer than that, then shaving morphed from a chore into a downright dreaded burden.
It takes a lot longer to shave longer hair!
I eventually shortened my sissy shaving intervals to once per week. What a difference! Believe me princess, it is soooooo much faster to shave when you don’t let your hair grow for more than seven days.
But then I pushed the process (remember that word) of shaving to a completely different level. I now pick up my razor at least two—and sometimes three—times per week. This increase in frequency now enables me to shave twice as fast as my previous once-a-week regimen. An added bonus is that I now get to enjoy a silky smooth body all of the time.
While shaving 3 times a week seems to be optimum for most sissies, your interim may vary. Keep in mind that it may take you a while to get to the point where you feel compelled to shave that often.
Please note that although the frequency chart above shows that shaving this much appears to be in the minority, it’s a reflection of how often genetic girls shave, not sissies.
There are many reasons why a GG may not shave as often as we do. The first is that the hair on their legs is typcially thinner, lighter in color and less dense so they can get away with shaving less.
The second is that sadly, many real women take their femininity for granted and can sometimes get lazy with regards to their personal grooming. Those two reasons don’t apply to you sweetie… you’re better than that!
Although getting to the point where you’re shaving fairly frequently might take some time, reassessing your sissy mindset can speed that time-frame up significantly.
Like I mentioned earlier, while I used to treat my sissy shaving as a chore, I now view it as an anticipated feminine ritual. I actually look forward to the act of shaving, but it goes beyond that… and not simply because it’s so much more efficient to shave on a regular basis.
Although shaving isn’t a permanent method of male to female hair removal, it is the easiest way to be a smooth and sexy sissy—all of the time.
I was constantly asking myself that same question—many times over. So I decided to find out for myself.
In 2019, I bought myself an epiliator and used it for an entire six months. I wound up writing an article about my epilating experience called: The Great Sissy Epilating Experiment of 2019. You might find it interesting.
Are you ready to go “ Down The Sissification Rabbit Hole? ” Then you’ll want to read this…
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Well, today I had a spring cleaning virus. Yep, I cleaned my house like an alien had taken over my body. I always keep things CLEAN, but not always free of clutter. Today I cleaned out other closets, flipped mattresses, cleaned carpets, scrubbed floors on my hands and knees making sure all hidden dirt was washed up, and any other ridiculous act of cleanliness you can think of. But most of all I sorted through the clutter and found homes for things that have never had a home.
I am also a *single mom* this week. Mike is in Virginia looking at houses for the move in June. Since we're buying again to add to our rental property collection it seemed best to send him ahead so we can get the painfully slow mortgage process started before we even get there. I'm not a fan of living in hotels while waiting on the bank. Once this part of the process is over I can relax and enjoy the last 2 months we're here. I really do like this area and hope we retire here when Mike retires. I'm pretty sure this is where I'd like to call home.
Anyway, I'll be MIA most of this week since I'll be driving to Kentucky to spend the week and weekend with my family, and then Easter Sunday in Nashville with Mike's family. I'm SO looking forward to the week in Kentucky and spending some much needed time with my sisters. The one thing I've hated about the military lifestyle is being away from both of them. Jenny and I have a connection that is insanely close, even across the miles, but it's not the same to get a phone call or to make one when you feel something going on. Sissy, I miss you! See you on Wednesday!!
Wish me luck that I make the drive safe and sound. It will be me, the 2 girls, a dog, and a butterfly house with 4 chrysalises that haven't yet turned to butterflies. Not to mention that Alex hasn't been on a road trip since potty training a month ago. I hope we make it in one piece and with no peepee accidents in the car. Any thoughts and prayers are greatly appreciated, LOL! (and yes, I'm packing Alex's training potty in the car *just in case* we have to stop on the side of the road...... If I pack it we won't need it, if I DON'T we absolutely will. I'm not tempting fate. Not this time.)
[21:19] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango): I'm like Tristan Lite
[21:19] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango): like if you were a flavour, I'd be the sparkling water version
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[19:27] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango): "Brother, if you insist on murdering me, could I ask that you do it via poison or perhaps a classical sword to the chest? Strangulation isn't quite what I had imagined." Martyn tried his best to endure Tristan's affection. But Martyn just wasn't the hugging type. While training as a squire, you don't often get hugs much less thanks. He squirmed around, wrestling Tristan's python grip.
[19:30] Tristan Ruthermont (tristanshandy): Tristan had pounced on Martyn as he entered the office. He had little time with his baby brother, seeing him only as a nuisance when they were younger, before he went to squire at the Eyrie. He attempted to muss up his hair. "How are you going to defend yourself if you complain like a sissy girl when wrestled....." At least Martyn had the same approach to attempted violence as he did. And that was to speak derisively to the opponent in an attempt to psych!
[19:36] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango) He laughed " A sissy girl! You're lucky I don't throw you out this window! Had I not seen it was you, had I thought you a real threat, you'd be out cold right now!" Martyn bragged. " I may be smaller but that's because I'm fast!" he continued to defend his fighting skills as he tried to protect his carefully coiffed hair. Like Tristan, his hair was his pride and joy. He would not be seen with mussed hair!
[19:38] Tristan Ruthermont (tristanshandy): His grip got tighter. "Oh really, if you are that strong and fast, then break my grip now. But of course you cannot. You are all smoke and no fire!" He laughed evilly and theatrically. Obviously he was just messing about. He raised an index finger up to lick it and point it towards Martyn's ear, attempting the infamous Wet Willy. This may prove his undoing.
[19:48] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango) Martyns laughter started to fade as Tristan taunted him " You have no idea what I'm capable of! I'm not a little boy, I'm 19 now! I'm an adult!" He was quickly getting agitated but he still played a long. It was when he saw Tristan was trying to give him a wet willy, that he officially started to lose his temper "you filthy mongrel! I'll flip you right onto your arse if you do it!" He tried to reach up to cover his ear to protect it. He'd flipped many opponents in training and spars but never one of his own siblings.
[19:50] Tristan Ruthermont (tristanshandy): "Oh realllyyyyyyyyyy...." Tristan was potentially losing his grip on Martyn as he focused on defiling his ear with sibling saliva. He wiggled his finger threateningly looking like a worm inching towards the now covered ear. "Dun Dun....." He said making up a song that sounded suspiciously close to a song about a fish.
[20:00] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango) "no!" He said sternly "No I warned you!" Martyn thrashed harder, that spit finger was NOT going in his ear. As Tristan made up a song, as catchy as it may be, it made him nervous. Like a shark lurking in the water or something. Martyn lost his temper. He grabbed Tristans arms and lunged his own body forward, rolling his shoulder inwards, trying to flip his brother over his back
[20:03] Tristan Ruthermont (tristanshandy): Tristan was laughing like the bully he always was then, "Opppp...." As he felt Martyn pull him forwards and the momentum of his body did the rest. Who knew his little brother knew judo! He fell onto his back, and groaned. He gasped. "My hair! You messed up my hair!" He flailed a bit to find a way to get to his feet.
[20:10] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango) Martyn stumbled a bit, for a moment, mid flip, he wasn't sure if it would work! Usually the opponent was already moving forward, not standing still, smuggling 2 holiday hams in their trousers. Martyn playing it off like he hadn't just nearly fallen over himself. "I told you I would! Take that you brat!" He said smugly. He brushed his own hair back into place "I nearly messed up my own hair! What would people THEN?!" Martyn watched his brother trying to get to his feet. He just stood there for a moment, watching, not helping, like he usually would. But as if something clicked in his head, he quickly jumped into action and offered Tristan a hand up. He gave an awkward nod as he did
[20:17] Tristan Ruthermont (tristanshandy): Tristan wasn't really all this terrible, but he had to give his little brother a win, He reached up and took his hand and then, if Martyn was not paying attention, would yank him down to the ground with him and muss up his hair! Only when Martyn had a head that a bird would be proud to lay eggs in, he would release him and spring up lightly on two feet. That is, if he was successful....
[20:26] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango) It was a solid second before Martyn realised he was on the floor. " oh. my. GOD. MY HAIR!!!" He bellowed. His arms and legs kicked out knocking over the chair, kicking the table "HOW DARE YOU!" As Tristan sprung up like a tulip in the sunshine, Martyn laid on the floor like a starfish, his hair absolutely disheveled. He was clearly sulking over being bamboozled. "I should have left you on the floor. Here I am now! After I kindly offered to help you up!" he complained as he laid there.
[20:46] Tristan Ruthermont (tristanshandy): Tristan sat down on his cakey haunch and grinned at his brother. "Never underestimate your opponent. Especially when he is down...." He flicked back his perfect hair. "Lets go down to the scullery and harrass cook for titbiscuits...." No harrassment was needed but his appearance where the servants normally were, often caused a fuss. And he liked it that way. He stood up, extending a hand to his sulky brother. "Truce?" He really didn't want to end up on the floor again.
[20:53] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango) Martyn was in no mood to play any more. He started to get up on his own, to brush Tristans helping hand away. But he came here to try... He took Tristans hand and hoisted to his feet. He smiled back at his brother, but just briefly. He corrected the chair he had knocked over as he made his was to the bookshelf. Using the reflection in the glass, he corrected his golden locks until it laid perfectly. "I still don't know what the fuck titbiscuts are." he quipped. This had been nearly the 5th time he'd heard that, from various people, but no one offered an explanation. He'd turn to follow his brother wherever it was he was going.
[21:00] Tristan Ruthermont (tristanshandy): Tristan would lead them down to the kitchen. He was spotted by the cook who started to flap around because Tristan's appearance often mean that chaos was close by and the female servants would be distracted. "Here.... tit biscuits...." He said, reaching up for a jar and pulling out a perfectly round biscuit with beautiful pink icing. Only the middle of it was marred by a badly drawn nipple although you could tell it was done with loving detail.
[21:09] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango) Martyn followed close behind. The look on the cooks face, when he saw Tristan was of utter panic, but when Martyn stepped out from behind Tristan, the cooks complexion went slightly paler, his eyes slightly larger. It was a look of a man who was about to face an army, alone. The thought that there may be 2 Tristans was more than the poor cook could tolerate. As the titbiscut was shoved into his hands, Martyn laughed heartily. The poor nipple on his was lopsided. Martyn laughed so hard his eyes started to tear up. He leaned down, still holding his tit out, careful not to damage it. He put one hand on his knee as he laughed. Every time he looked at it, he burst into another short laughing fit. After several moments, he stood back up, wiping his eyes "Oh my dear brother. I hadn't expected that." he said, grinning
[21:14] Tristan Ruthermont (tristanshandy): Tristan started to laugh as well, slapping his thighs as he fell about in mirth. Cook was glaring at them now, while some of the younger servants made googoo eyes at Martyn. "Awww come on now Magda, you know we love you... and you like it when I help you decorate, that's why you make me a special frosting bag." He tapped his nose, then leaned in to kiss the rotund woman on her head. The cook narrowed her eyes then slid across two mugsful of warm milk. Tristan took one, and would let Martyn take the other. Two young boys with their milk and cookies. He would go back up to the main house and cook would heave a sigh of relief. She too knew how to get rid of Tristan.
[21:26] Martyn Ruthermont (mochimango) Martyn laughed all the way back. His mug of milk in hand. He plopped down onto the sofa. "So, what news should I know, now that I'm back? Any scandalous things I need to know before the next social event?" he half joked as he sipped his milk. "I'm trying hard not to wonder if this is tit milk for my tit biscuit." he said frankly.
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