When did you first have that feeling that didn't go away?

[ErinM]

I had grown up around seeing ladies in panties and girdles. (the 50's)
My Aunt was a seamstress and made clothes at her house. Ladys would come over and be measured and try on the clothes. My Aunts sewing room was off he living room and was closed by a curtain. So it was not uncommon for the drape not to close properly and I could see the ladies. Seeing the ladies in there panties, Girdles and stockings stayed with me. It was my Aunts stockings that I tried on one day that hooked me.

[Nancy]

I was ten and quite often, found my self home alone after school when I started exploring my older sisters things. I started with trying on my sisters panties and from that time on, almost item by item, taught my self how to completely dress and make my self up as a girl.

One night, when I was about 14 and left home alone, I got dressed up and made up from head to toe and ventured outside for a walk. I soon found my self a couple blocks away from the safety of my home and totally exposed to the world as a girl. From that moment on becoming that girl/woman has been a life long quest. A quest that has had many ups and downs, twists and turns. This thrill ride has also been an adventure which has always given me much comfort, pleasure and fulfillment. It has also opened the door to my enjoying many great times and friendships. Friendships I otherwise never would have known.

I figure if I can just live long enough I will die a happy woman.

[CherryLynn]

I was 12 when i really go in touch with my femmy feelings. I had been using Mom's makeup when she was out. Loved coating my face with foundation, rouging my cheeks, having cherry red lips. I even put on my older sisiter's lingerie and dresses and posed in front of mirror,

[Lana]

The first time for me was when I was about 6.
We lived on a farm and had a remote garder by a creek. Mom was going to pick the vegetables and sis, who was 1 1/2 yrs older than I, wanted to play in the creek. She had a swim suit but I didn't so mom put me in a pair of sis's nylon panties. I immediately knew they felt different than my usual male underwear and I loved the way they felt. I never let mom know I liked the way they fit and felt and would occasionally sneak a pair and wear them under my play shorts.
At about 9, I was told to go take a bath and went into the bathroom and closed the door and started running the water into the tub. I noticed a nylon slip hanging from the shower curtain rod and it was soaking wet from just being washed. It beckoned me to wear it while in the tub so on it went.
I probably was taking longer than usual taking my bath and mom came to check on me. When she opened the door, there I was laying back in the tub enjoying the feel of the wet slip on my hairless body. BUSTED. All she said was she wished she had a camera.
From then on, when left alone at home, which was quite often, I would borrow sis's panties, bras and panty girdles to wear around the house.
There was always an abundance of old bras, panties, girdles and girls swimsuits stored in all the bedroom closets and I would frequently sleep in a nice swimsuit but never got caught again.

[Diannna]

Well for me it was around 4 years old that I seemed to develop this profound facination with my mother's white long leg satin panty girdle. For some reason, I just loved to wear it. A couple years later half slips and stockings came into play. About ten or so, while wearing a girdle and hose, I tried to shinny up this pole in the basement that was used as a support, and half way up the pole this feeling came over me and made me all weak and I slid back down the pole unable to hold on tight, then got scared because I had this wet spot in front and I know I didn't urinate. Confused, and scared, I didn't wear the girdle for a few weeks. Then the urge was too great and ................. well, you know the rest. I hope I didn't gross anyone out with maybe too much info. But after that I was even more hooked. The dressing has stayed with me all these years, and as for girdles ......... It's like that commercial goes, "I never leave home without it".

[PattiG]

Since all of you started so early, it makes me wonder if something is wierd with me. Yes, I experimented a bit with mom's clothes probably around 12 years old, but then dropped it until I was in my late 40's. When it "never went away" was in my 50's.

I don't know if it was just totally repressed during all those years, or if something is really wierd about me. Or is it reduced male hormone levels that are "letting the girl out" in me?

Patti

[Stephenie G]

Your not wierd Patti fo starting late just you like me . i tried on fem clothes at about 16 but never had the strong desire to dress untill 38 so i started late too but i can thinking back now i could not tell how many times not only did i admire a womens beauty but i was also atttracted to what she was wearing & i would think i wish i could wear that too . So now at 41 i do . Stephenie g

[DonnaT]

Y'all didn't actually start late, since you had the inclination arise in your teens, it just didn't become a more open part of your lives until later.

[CherryLynn]

I became so ddicted to makeup when was 12. When Mom was out of the Housecoat my lips with red lipstick. I'd go into the medicine cabinet and paint my face with foundation, and coat my lips with red lipstick. My femeinine feeling never went away but I controlled them. Lately my femmy desires have grown so much stronger- think about so very much now.

[DonnaV]

All i can remember I was about 10 playing with the girls that lived next door to me. We wwere playing and they asked me if I wanted to dress as a girl in a ballerina dress. I said yes and it felt so right. After that I use to go into my mom's room and where panties, bras, garters you know the rest. For awhile I stopped do not remember why, but married and started wearing my wifes clothes, makeup. Wel lgot divorced and now remarred again a dozen years ago and now I started again as I missed it so much. I know started to buy my own things and I lover every minute of it.

[Marjory]

I don't know when I noticed girl's clothes, I was very young though maybe in the 4 to 5 range. My mother was a seamstress and frequently used me as a dress dummy. My sister has a picture of her and I dressed in matching outfits(me in shorts) when I was ~4, we were both wearing white mary janes. I also remember trying on her ballet shoes and tap shoes. My first "somethings happening" feeling came at 9 to 10 when I lost one of my shoes in chicken muck at my aunts in the country. I had two girl cousins and the only shoes she had that fit were a pair of, once again, mary janes. Wore them for two days and was in heaven. Actual dressing did not start till 12-13 when the first article of my sisters I wore were a pair of her flats. I then graduated to skirts then dresses. The first time i put on a pair of nylon panties I went through the ceiling... been dressing ever since any chance I get, I'm now 65.
Of note, in my neighborhood the boy across the street used to wear his sisters then mothers shoes and house coats to walk his dog and the boy behind our house always wore his sisters clothes... must have been a cluster. I think everyone in my family new but nothing was ever said about; I guess they thought I'd grow out of it.

[CherryLynn]

Even as a little boy, 6 or 7, I 'd sit and watch mom put on her makeup- I was fascinated.

[Shauna]

My first time dressing was at age 15, just before starting my sophomore year in high school. I was the youngest of three kids with 2 older sisters. I was going through the laundry and happened on my sisters teddy and panties and tried them on and I was hooked. I had passing thoughts about it before, probably from about age 12 or so, but never tried it uintil 15.

[Erin L]

As I've posted elsewhere, I was 5 when I first had the urge to try on something of my mother's. I can remember watching the little girls in the neighborhood playing dress up in their mothers' heels, and desperately wondering what that felt like.

I was 11 or 12 the first time I tried on a girdle and stockings. Was I ever in heaven! But it wasn't until the summer I turned 13 and we moved to a new neighborhood, and I had all day every day to dress as much as I wanted, that I made the connection between dressing and sexual arousal. And the fact that, by then, Mom's clothes actually fit me just made it so much sweeter.