Does CDing make you less squeamish?

[Kate Simmons]

I've been thinking about this one for some time now. We all know how "funny" men tend to be with regard to brandishing their private parts to other men, especially herero men. In High School in the locker rooms with showers was the first time some of us really got into the world of being around other guys with less or no clothes on and some of us were kind of squeamish with that. If we were in the service it went a step further with barracks life, etc. There were the old "don't drop the soap" jokes which some of us wondered were really serious or not.

I've seen with crossdressing this type of caution tends to get relaxed a bit. In the church where my TG Org met, there was a "changing room" for those who did not want to come dressed and at least two or more were always in there stripping and re-dressing at the same time. Although I've never personally been to one, It has to be similar with conventions when two or more gals are sharing a room and there really is no room for modesty or being prudish.

I'm just wondering how some who were formerly squeamish with conditions like this have managed to adapt to situations like this. I think this is a particular type of scenerio that is probably exclusive to this sub culture and a whole new level of trust and mutual respect is involved. What are you feelings on this?

[Lynn Marie]

Never was all that squeamish, and not about to start now.

Got a funny story though. In Junior High School in the Bronx the toughest kid in school was "Junior Mooche". Junior kind of took a liking to me and was teaching me how to be a hoodlum in New York City. You know, like looking straight at the cops when they cruise by so you don't look suspicious, and other career enhancing skills.

Anyway, one day in gym class we all had to strip down and put on our shorts and atheletic supporters. Junior wouldn't strip in front of us. Even when the teacher came over and insisted, he wouldn't do it. As I remember, he was the only one with a problem. That always made me wonder. Was Junior so tough because he was over-compensating for some real or imagined shorcoming? What was all that about? Okay, end of story.

[Freddy12]

I have not been that squeamish. I have even frequented nudist resorts in the past - no crossdressers there! I think it very much depends on how things are approached when you are young. For me, nudity was never an issue. Now, being dressed in women's clothes is very much a thrill.

[Joanne f]

Maybe in the average male locker room they are hoping that no one will take any notice of them but in the average CD changing room they are hoping that they will take notice of them :heehee:.

[Jamie48]

Lynn,

That may be the reason they called him junior, if you get my drift. Other wise I have never had a problem with modesty.

[Loni]

no change for me just as modest as always.

would need to know a person a long time before sharing a room with them.
maybe junior just did not want to show his new frilly pink panties with the black lace??

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[sherri52]

In High school I was the kid under the cold water so the rest of you could get by. In the Army by the time you got back to the barracks you had no idea there was anyone else in the shower you were so tired. So why start getting squemish now.

[bredalee25]

I never had a problem with changing in front of other guys. I tried not to look around when everyone was naked as did most of the others in my gym class. I remember this one time we were seniors and a bunch of us were showering and somebody yelled boner and this one kid had one right there in the showers It didn't take me long to get out and get dressed. Back then the guys were very mean and hateful they called him names I won't repeat. It got so bad he had to drop our class and attend alternative gym so he could get his credit to graduate. I felt so bad for him but couldn't say anything or they'd label me and pick on me so I kept my mouth shut and finished the class got my credit and graduated. Looking back I wish I had stood up for him and said something anything to put those biggots in there place.

[Lynn Marie]

I never had a problem with changing in front of other guys. I tried not to look around when everyone was naked as did most of the others in my gym class. I remember this one time we were seniors and a bunch of us were showering and somebody yelled boner and this one kid had one right there in the showers It didn't take me long to get out and get dressed. Back then the guys were very mean and hateful they called him names I won't repeat. It got so bad he had to drop our class and attend alternative gym so he could get his credit to graduate. I felt so bad for him but couldn't say anything or they'd label me and pick on me so I kept my mouth shut and finished the class got my credit and graduated. Looking back I wish I had stood up for him and said something anything to put those biggots in there place.

So one summer on our local beach one of the kids is snorkeling with a mask and fins. When he came out of the water he had an erection that was quite obvious. So what turned him on? Seaweed, minnows, horseshoe crabs! He just had the faintest grin on his face as he walked by.

No it wasn't Junior. Never thought about Junior in "frilly pink panties with black lace". That would explain a lot! No wonder he was over-compensating.

[AllieSF]

I think that some of us change over the years. That change has a lot to do with maturing. As part of that, we probably have been to the Dr.'s office for many physicals, digital rectal exams, hernia/cough checks, etc. I think that we finally come to realize that what needs to be done, just needs to be done. Thus we don't hesitate to just get on with that which we were once a bit shy and embarrassed about. For me, those minor things in life at this end of the life cycle are not worth worrying about anymore.

[Vickie_CDTV]

I have always assumed it was proper etiquette for a man in a locker room with other men to turn away (so your back is facing everyone in the room and you are looking at a wall or other lockers) when you expose your genitals to change your underwear or swimsuit etc. You are averting your genitals from their gaze and averting your own eyes away from possibly seeing theirs.

Am I the only one who thought this or am I crazy?


It wouldn't bother me to change and be exposed in front of close friends I trust. When around other men, I face the wall when I have to be exposed.

Lynn Marie, the kid who was snorkeling may have had an erection due to the water being cold. At that age lots of benign stimuli can trigger boys to have an erection.

[Frédérique]

I've been thinking about this one for some time now. We all know how "funny" men tend to be with regard to brandishing their private parts to other men, especially herero men.
I've seen with crossdressing this type of caution tends to get relaxed a bit. In the church where my TG Org met, there was a "changing room" for those who did not want to come dressed and at least two or more were always in there stripping and re-dressing at the same time. Although I've never personally been to one, It has to be similar with conventions when two or more gals are sharing a room and there really is no room for modesty or being prudish.

I’m squeamish, ticklish, and puckish, in fact I’m nearly every “ish” you can think of. Your post reminds me of a moment years ago when I was in my boyfriend’s bedroom. He had to change his pants, so he began to do so, looking at me and declaring, “Boys will be boys.” I often think about this distilled memory, and the line I didn’t cross (or even knew existed)…:sigh:

As far as your question is concerned, I wouldn’t be able to dress among other crossdressers, nor would I be able to go to some kind of “meeting” in a church. I’d rather stay home where there is plenty of room for modesty, even though I’m anything but prudish. I spent plenty of time in locker rooms years ago, so that whole scene would be revisited in flashbacks as soon as I got a whiff of “male.” I prefer my ultra-controlled environment, even though I’m virtually alone…:sad:

[meleny]

:daydreaming:I have always been and exhibitionist but I only enjoy being watched by someone who wants to see me. If a man or woman shows interest in me seeing me nude well.. take a good look.Nude beach? Love it! Going out as Meleny? Totally squeamish, but I'm dieing to!

[Pattie O]

I think when in cd mode I feel less inhibited and almost daring to be out when changing into or out of Pattie.I find it an exhilarating feeling if someone male or female is there at the time

[eluuzion]

I grew up playing every sport as well as swimming, and was shipped off to military school in high school. So locker rooms/saunas etc do not make me squeamish.

Heck, three of my friends and I would sneak out of our houses in the middle of the night during junior high. We would meet at a specific place, then all strip down and run around the neighborhood jumping in everyone's backyard pools (totally nude), then swim quickly to the side and take off before the neighbors caught us...lol

[Billie1]

I'm just wondering how some who were formerly squeamish with conditions like this have managed to adapt to situations like this. I think this is a particular type of scenerio that is probably exclusive to this sub culture and a whole new level of trust and mutual respect is involved. What are you feelings on this?


Thanks, Denise, for an interesting thought/thread
Throughout high school and in college dorm siuations, I was always kind of stand-offish about male group conditions, and was only when I started going out that, it started to become no big deal. A few of us girls that couldn't leave home dressed would rent a hotel room to shower, do make-up and dress. I remember one specific time that one of my mates asked me to fasten a garter clip - one of the back ones - that I got over my 'man-touching' queaziness. It was just a simple matter of helping another girl get ready. Later on, with my first wife, we got into swinging for a while, and that changed it, too.
I agree, I think it's a matter of experience and maturity, and CD'ing did was the deciding factor.
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