Hi, so trying to find where I can fit into this place. Not being a CD or an OS of a CD I am not quite sure what I can contribute to this community other than well wishes and the appreciation of the art you all partake in.
So I thought I would share one of my stories of dressing a guys up in women’s clothing.
It was last winter and I was working a job at a Snow Lodge in Yellowstone. Most of the employees that work park jobs are a rather rowdy bunch and with the only way out of the park is by snowmobile. Our employee parties can be wild (because of cabin fever.) I had with me several costumes stuff for these parties. My roommate, wanting to dress up with me, bought herself some costumes online. One of them was a sexy Bat Girl (to go with my sexy Robin ) and the other a sexy Cupid for the Heaven and Hell party a the end of the session. Seems women's costumes only come in sexy.
Night of the Heaven and Hell party, she has on her Cupid costume, this thing consisting of a tutu and corset along with my bright pink leggings (this outfit was way to short to not ware paints ) and I this dominatrix Nun outfit I fixed up by combining a cat suit and sexy nun costume. So we go to the employee pub looking Swag and sexy. One of my guy friends is already Sh*t face and talking about how great we look and how he should have worn a costume too. We tell him if he really wanted to we had a few extras he could try.
So off we went, back to the dorms with our drunk victim to dress him up how ever we wanted. First we tried the Bat girl costume seeing as he was a leaner build and all my clothes would have been a bit baggy on him. My roommate and I both cursed the fashion industry for making dresses that looked far better on this young man that it could ever on us. Then we pulled out the bras and wig.
The wig was this bright pink with curls with pigtails.This was not the first time this wig had been worn by someone with XY chromosomes. It had visited many a head of the male employees at the hotel. One, who was the housekeeping office assistant, wanted to wear it the entire day of but half way through he was told buy the higher ups he couldn't. Entire housekeeping was sort of bummed out about that.
The bra was one of mine. I remember telling him to be careful with it because it was one of my favorites. I have no idea what we stuffed it with but it had to have been something to fill out that double D thing. By the time we were done we ended up with this monstrosity of part man, part party girl.
We went back to the party and parted ways. occasionally we would see him dancing around ], drinking, and getting groped by women at the party. Heck I couldn't help myself and I too got a few squeezes in.
The next day I asked him when we could pick up our stuff. He said he still had the Bat Girl costume but the bra and wig were missing. Apparently he did not remember most of the night and he had woken up on the floor of his place wearing a dress and had a few dollars in his undergarments.
I was able to find my bra at the employee pub and had to go get it myself which is humiliating. The bartender just kept chuckling to himself and said it must have been quite a party when I picked it up. We never did find the wig. I think he might have lost it in the snow and I just know somewhere out there is a coyote going around wearing a pink girly wig.
The lesson I leaned never trust a drunk guy with your best underwear and wig.
TLDR: Wear women's clothes in Yellowstone = getting groped by drunk women.
Originally Posted by hope springs
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