It had never occured to me...
Posted: Sat Aug 28, 2004 1:42 pm
..to try cross dressing until I was 19. I didnt know what a tranny was until then.I grew up in a small village where we thought a transvestite was someone from a distant part of eastern europe.
at the age of 19 I left my village life behind, and moved 300 miles to London to be with a girl I'd met. 6 months after I moved, it was her birthday. I asked what I could get her...she,being a poor student said that a new dress would be greatly appreciated.
so I browsed a mail order catalogue and came across a lovely little black dress...tight, but not too short...I knew she'd look awesome in it. So after a few days, it arrived.
I took it out of the drab grey plastic wrapping it came in so I could wrap it up in some glittery wrapping paper,ready for her birthday a couple of days later. I unfolded it so I could see it properly...thats when I caught sight of myself in the mirror..me stood there with the dress held against me.
Before I knew it, I'd undressed and was putting it on...and a whole new me was born. I spent quite a while looking at myself in the mirror.. admiring how I looked...the feel of the dress against me...
I wore it the whole night, and felt more comfortable than I ever had in my entire life.
The following day however cae the denial...not knowing about cross dressing, I assumed it was some reflection on my sexuality, so I blocked it for nearly 4 years.The turmoil I felt really f'd[edited] me up.. I wanted to dress up, but I knew I wasnt gay...what the hell was going on??
Then..4 years later, I came across something in a nancy friday book which said 80% of men who cross dress are hetrosexual..I stared at those words for what seemed like an age. Release had been gained. Again I reached for the trusty mail order catalogue and ordered myself a few items.
their arrival was waited upon with sleeples excitement. I grabbed the parcels from the delivery guy,scampered off to my bedroom and the re-birth was complete. I stayed girlie for 5 days solid..celebrated with wine.. felt complete...now its the one side of me I wouldnt change even if I could.
I am tranny...hear me...err...complain about having to maintain 2 wardrobes!!
at the age of 19 I left my village life behind, and moved 300 miles to London to be with a girl I'd met. 6 months after I moved, it was her birthday. I asked what I could get her...she,being a poor student said that a new dress would be greatly appreciated.
so I browsed a mail order catalogue and came across a lovely little black dress...tight, but not too short...I knew she'd look awesome in it. So after a few days, it arrived.
I took it out of the drab grey plastic wrapping it came in so I could wrap it up in some glittery wrapping paper,ready for her birthday a couple of days later. I unfolded it so I could see it properly...thats when I caught sight of myself in the mirror..me stood there with the dress held against me.
Before I knew it, I'd undressed and was putting it on...and a whole new me was born. I spent quite a while looking at myself in the mirror.. admiring how I looked...the feel of the dress against me...
I wore it the whole night, and felt more comfortable than I ever had in my entire life.
The following day however cae the denial...not knowing about cross dressing, I assumed it was some reflection on my sexuality, so I blocked it for nearly 4 years.The turmoil I felt really f'd[edited] me up.. I wanted to dress up, but I knew I wasnt gay...what the hell was going on??
Then..4 years later, I came across something in a nancy friday book which said 80% of men who cross dress are hetrosexual..I stared at those words for what seemed like an age. Release had been gained. Again I reached for the trusty mail order catalogue and ordered myself a few items.
their arrival was waited upon with sleeples excitement. I grabbed the parcels from the delivery guy,scampered off to my bedroom and the re-birth was complete. I stayed girlie for 5 days solid..celebrated with wine.. felt complete...now its the one side of me I wouldnt change even if I could.
I am tranny...hear me...err...complain about having to maintain 2 wardrobes!!