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My story is in another thread so I won't repeat too much. When I was under 10 yrs I used to watch my mum getting dressed up in the mornings. I used to love the smell of her perfume, her clothes, and the care she took getting it all together. I used to try on her shoes and walk around the house in them wishing I too could get all dressed up to go out. I always thought it looked more exciting being a woman with all the clothes and necessary attention to detail, than putting on plain mens clothes.

I would ask her all about her clothes and why she used different combinations. She was happy to share it with me and occassionally let me use her lipstick. One day when I discovered a stash of her no longer used under-garments in a suitcase I tried them on and I was hooked straight away. I was in heaven - my own woman's clothes. I was about age 9.5 and pre-puberty. When puberty came it confused me greatly. I wanted so much to have sex with a girl but at the same time I wanted to change into one.

I'm now 51 yrs and nothing much has changed!
Hugs Jazzmine

Welcome to the forum.

When I was quite young I would watch my mom get dressed. I thought it was interesting since she wore things (like bras) that I didn't and I was intrigued by them. I was also intrigued by the fact that my fathers genitals looked so different than mine and my brothers. I thought it had something to do with being older. (Finally guessed right about something) I think this is all pretty normal. The urge to wear my moms clothes had everything to do with sexual awakenings about age 8. Like most young boys my first attraction was to my mom and her clothes felt and smelled like her.

Absaroka

Having the scent of a woman , the perfume, foundation, is so wonderful.
I love watching women putting on makeup.