I feel kinda odd about mentioning this, because i guess it might not be a topic that, shall we say, floats everyone's boat, so I beg your indulgence. I enjoy hearing all of your stories and opinions and must say that it is so good to have the reaffirmation that I'm not the only CDer in the village, and to share ups and downs, and to be able to support as well as be supported. Our experiences are all so very much the same, yet each one is so unique - as unique as the prints of our hands.
But there is one area where I feel out in the cold around here. And it is one area about me that I continually try to figure out. I like tomboys and I like crossdressing girls -- ah -- lets put that as f2m crossdressers -- not drag kings as such, but just garden variety crossdressers that are girls who dress as boys.
When I came out to my wife, she was my fiance at the time, telling her that was scarier than telling her that I am a crossdressers. Now it wasn't that I wanted her to change for me, because I love her as she is. It was just floated as 'hey this is something also that turns me on -- particularly girls wearing boys underwear -- and if you are willing to indulge me, I can guarantee you great heights of passion'. Weird how it does focus on underwear - is it because that is most gender specific item of clothing there is?
Well fortunately she said okay, so the jockstraps and men's briefs in the drawer are hers. No, she doesn't wear them daily. Just for fun. And the passion and romance and -- ahem -- fun and fantasy -- is great!
But -- why is it that this clicks with me. Why is it that one reason I'd love to be able to magically transform into a girl is to try crossdressing a boy. Why is it that when I have a makeover done, I want to be all femme's up and posed in men's underwear, and then a tux.
There is something about the whole mixing and blending of genders, while the person retains the essence of their birth gender that so turns me on. It has since I was a teen. Am I the only one who thinks like this? Am I only one who enjoys this?
Am I weird or what? Enquiring minds want to know. Maybe its because I'm trying balance out a gender inequality within myself -- That by seeing a girl dressed as a boy it addresses the picture in my mind of seeing me uncomfortably dressed in boy's clothes as a teen -- that under that suit and tie there was really a girl -- the girl that is me.
I guess I'm not making sense -- but I just thought I'd post this for thoughts -- please be kind.
Huggles
Toni-Lynn