nice! I wait for more... and in particular, male hostess and female pilot!
Well he looks over the moon... at least his mother is breaking him in with a blue one :P
Hi, Jamie. New time watcher of your art and your blog. I discovered you deviantArt a few weeks ago and had to go back and look at all of your work. I am in LOVE with the concept of your world. While I don't really enjoy the historical portrait revision stuff, I would have to say that one of my favorite pieces is The Creation of Woman. The psychology behind complete and total role reversal turns me on. Hope to see more work from you, as you try new things and expand upon your wonderful fantasy world.
Hello Anonymous, nice to hear from you. I should point out that 'The Creation of Eve' is not by me - it's an image someone else posted on Flickr which I linked to. I've amended the post to make that clear. My art improves steadily and yes, I'm keen to push on to creating more ambitious images!
Thank you for such a lovely blog and the beautiful sissy drawings. Perhaps you will find ideas for other sissy drawings on my flickr page. http://www.flickr.com/photos/30405993@N03/ Thank you again --- curtsey, pj
Which is it?Is it a showing of the world if women always ruled, or if they just got into power?! Because its a big difference for things like this! Your indecisiveness and going back and forth is irritating. Because there are many who go the same bland and cliche thow them into skirts, but when you show them always doing it, having a tradition if it, it's much more unique. Is this not EVE's rib? Showing Eve being created first thus have an AU that's new and exciting? It just saddens me that it appears that it's moving towards the boring cliche of guys wearing skirts for the first time and emberrasment.
Sometimes I do one thing, sometimes another, and always have. Ultimately I please myself. You don't have to visit if it makes you cross!
There is a big debate at the moment in the Gynarchy regarding the education of boys. Some say "why educate them after the age of 12? After all they will work under female supervision in offices, shops, factories or the home. They only need a basic understanding of English, Arithmetic and Science..with a bit of groooming skills, cooking skills and some history of the Gynarchy." Others point out that for boys to be attractive wives for a woman they need to be educated so that they can be interesting and have opinions. They also say there is a need for scientists and engineers and a boy can be trained to do useful work up to degree level as long as there is adequate female supervision and management.I have heard my mother speaking to my sisters about such things. I am never asked for my opinion, that would be inappropriate, but I think my father considers too much knowledge a dangerous thing for a boy. He could be tempted to join in conversations between girls, he could speak to his sisters out of turn with the most unwelcome opinions. It would be most unfortunate. Luckily my sisters do ask me questions at a level that I can understand and include me in talk about school matters. They know I love to gossip with my friends about girls, and I love pink. Anything pink is good.If a boy is educated to degree level he might think of himself as the equal of women. I know that before the Gynarchy was established such things were normal, but I cannot imagine how awful it must have been for boys. They wouldn't be protected by their womenfolk and would have to fend for themselves. They had to wear trousers too, and shirts and not be allowed to be pretty or a bit scatty.Yesterday at dinner I listened to my sisters talk about an engineering course they were considering. It was something my older sister was interested in doing. It was way beyond me, I didn't understand and got a bit fidgetty. However, I hadn't finished my fish fingers so I couldn't ask to be allowed to go to my room. My mother noticed and said, "this is grown up talk sweetie, now be a good boy and finish eating and stop fidgetting...or I'll give you something to fidget about." My sisters laughed at this ..."awww poor boy is you a bit confused then?...so pretty...so dumb". "We're talking about learning to design motor engines and especially gear boxes..it's a career I'm considering...what do you want to do when you leave school, honey?" I replied, " I don't know, I've got a while to go yet..something in an office perhaps...or looking after babies would be great."My sisters laughed at my inept meanderings, but for boys in the Gynarchy career options a severely limited.Sami
its far safer for boys not to have any education at all. perhaps even being taught to speak is actually a bad idea.
I like a lot of the images and stories you've created in this and your other blog. Whereas Sami's post above has the boys completely down to the point of passivity and submissiveness, I have thought about how men could carve out a role in this genderquake setting.It's a bit of a myth to suppose that women up until the 1970s were completely oppressed and meek. I can see men in your fictional world adopting the kinds of things women did to exert some control through passive and almost unseen things. The women might be the sole breadwinners, but the men control the day to day expenses. Over time, once the shock of the genderquake has worn off and men accept a few basics (such as loss of status and jobs), they can start to subtly gain some self-respect back but within the structure of the new society. Formations of Mens' Institutes, charity work that gets them out of the house, the bonding over coffee mornings, influencing their wives and girlfriends tastes, controlling the social diary until the phrase "behind every great woman is a great man" becomes accepted. This is no Stepford future and a return to macho chest beating superiority is futile, but the new man might find he has more influence than he might have thought.
Nice contribution, Natalie. You're right, of course, women have never been entirely submissive, and men too would find a place for themselves in a gender-reversed world. I've never gone for the whips/dungeons/slave mistress scenario, myself!
Hi Jamie,Just a quick messae to say that I've recently dscovered yoir blog and love yoir imaginsative ad erotic art.i thought you might like this story about a slihtly futuristic prison.Hi Jamie (an inmate of one of the new Gynarchynrun prison writes)My supervising officer is allowing me this writing time to explain how efficient the new prison system is.Prisons are all now run by female officers as they are the best for keeping offenders in line.I am serving five years for embezzlement and prison has been the making of me!Us inmate wears the stabdard issue of pink kilts, blouses, white socks and white plimsolls while the female officers wear the pants (alomng with ties boots and shirts..) .We are ordered to grow our hair long and are tauught how to be obedient in subnissive in sppech and action. We spend our days working in the laundry, kitchen or scrubbing the floors so criminal, macho thoughts are eRased firmly from our mind. For flouting the numerous strict rules, dressing downs in in front of the whole prison are given and minor inftractions are punished by line writing and extra compulsory PT.Sex offenders are the prison bitches and are the lowest off the low here.My wife visits me but our whole relatinship has changed -wheni get out I'll be under house arrest acting as a home maker and if i displease her in way, i'll be returned straight back to prison.Criminals are now completely of the streets and in efficiently run prisons. The crime rate is noew almost non existent -another triumph of the gynarchy.
The Gynarchy is the best country in the whole world to be a boy. I love school and I love my family. At home I help with the chores and always dust and vacuum my sister's rooms. I have to ask permission to enter, but they generally say "OK, Sami dear." My eldest sister's room is done out with pictures of sports heroes and cars. She has lots of books with baffling titles like "Mechanics and Mathematics", "Girls and Engineering" and "Physics and the Gynarchy".I am only allowed to speak to my sisters with permission, and never allowed to interrupt or talk about silly boys things....like whether I should change my hairstyle, or whether pleats are in this year or whether Mary-Beth likes me because she spoke to me at lunch break yesterday. My sisters think I'm a lightweight, but I do struggle with maths and concepts like velocity and weight. They love me though and treat me really well. Sometimes to cheer me up they let me watch Barbie DVD's on the big flat screen in the living room.Sami
How about a drawing of a female warder and male inmate of one of the Gynarchy prisons described above? Perhaps one where the prisoner is just about to be dressed down for appalling typing skills?
I'd love to see a drawing of that too.Us humble inmates have to be very speedy typists.some of the stupider "girls" have been disciplined for using tippexon the screens...)
CE dessin en dit beaucoup, on dirai que la mére est aux anges, de voir son garçon en robe alors que elle, elle porte le pantalon, on dirai que les femmes veulent se vengerSvenger de quoi? Aujourd'hui l'homme de féminise tout seul il en demande jusqu'à même porter des robes.Je suis un garçon est porter une robe ne me gêne pas, bien au contraire, mais c'est vrai qu'en robe on se sent inferieur devant une femme en pantalonce dessin est bien et relâte une certaine vérité
I think there is only one possible answer to this and Beethoven wrote it over a century ago:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kn0EOPVcQGMIt's for you, Jamie.
Part II: Mark and Mary Mark and Mary were twins. They had been in the same class at school where Mark and his male friends has mocked Mary and the other girls for being geeks, nerds and teachers' pets. They had messed around in class and preferred to hang around on the streets instead of revising for exams. Only when the exam results were published did Mark begin to realize the dilemma he was in. Whilst Mary had obtained top grades and was planning to go off to a law college to pursue a career as a barrister, he had barely scraped through and had actually failed some of the exams. A job serving in a shop or waiting on tables at a restaurant seemed likely options until his mother, a top manager at a computer firm, had used her influence with one of her customers to have him taken on as a trainee secretary. Whereas his mother bought Mary a smart three-piece, pinstripe suit so as to fit in when doing work experience in legal chambers, he was obliged to wear a powder-blue dress, petticoats, white tights, and heels and even to put a ribbon in his hair. His mother explained that he would have to wear make-up as well: promotion for secretaries depended as much upon their looks as on their typing skills...