Have you ever been CDing and was interrupted?

[FemmeElastique]

Have you ever been CDing and was interrupted in the process?
This could range from you scrambling to undress as fast as u can and it being funny to you being caught by someone and it being a bad experience.
I keep imagining someone CDing and all dolled up with makeup and everything and someone coming to the door and them trying to take it all off before answering. Now that would be funny.

For me, I like to play on webcam. So there were quite a few times this was interrupted and I had to take off my wig and whatever else I had on and put on my guy clothes and answer the door. It's a really fast process. I don't like it, it sucks, but it has happened. Or when someone knocked on my room door while i'm camming. Blah! So share your funny, annoying, crazy, or bad experiences of you being interrupted.
It's not necessarily about being caught. I'm quite sure there are threads about that already. Feel free and welcomed to share those experiences as well here.

[jenna_woods]

yes one day I just got dressed for a day of shopping for nice women's things wen as I left house my boss calls and says he needs me right away, so I go goack home and strip fast take all that fresh make up[ off and back to man things and to work. I was very upset of loseing my girle time.

[gailprice]

Yes i got interrupted by a female friend and now she's is my full time understanding partner....

[clearlakequeen]

Yes, Our last home had a very nice tropical backyard and I loved to garden en femme as well as have my morning coffee. Had on my maid uniform and walked out and met eye to eye with the meter man. He says "Oh My Lordy", I gave out an eek! and scurried back inside.

[NicoleScott]

Yes. I was making up. My eyes and face were finished but no lipstick or clothes yet. A knock on the door interrupted me. I unlocked the door, ran safely out of sight, yelled "Come in" and instructed a family member to have a seat while I hit the shower. I hated the interruption - I was ready for a nice makeup/dressup session.

[MrKunk]

Yes I was caught with my step sisters swimsuit and tights by my step mom when
I was a lot younger. I was also caught by my step dad with my girlfriends clothes a
few years ago. I got a little more careful after that.

[kimdl93]

I narrowly escaped discovery by my step daughter - I usually dress 24/7 since the kids moved out. so, I was all dressed and made up, working in my office when the dogs barked. I peeked out the office door just in time to see her shadow at the back door. I had just enough time to duck into the master bath and change. Had she made it 10 feet inside, I would have been trapped - with the option of either coming out (both senses) or hiding in the office, pretending I wasn't there!

[terminal]

Oddly enough I was reading this thread when a family member pulled into the driveway...while I was dressed of course.

Needless to say I now know I can sprint fairly fast in high heels!

[joannemarie barker]

My brother walked in before I could even start to get out of my dress and fishnets,he said I looked stupid and walked out

[Deborah Jane]

I'd just finished putting my makeup on after dressing when the doorbell went. I looked outside and saw a mate of mine, by the time I'd changed back and got the makeup off he'd gone.
I later discovered he'd just bought a new car and wanted to show it off.

[PortiaHoney]

It's one thing to be able to hide behind a locked door. Quite another when your mother-in-law has a key and lets herself in.

Ah, the good old days.

[Sarah Doepner]

Oh my goodness, I can't count the times I've tried to fit in some nice calm girl time in an otherwise busy schedule and ended up finding out how quickly I could get to the point where I could put a bathrobe on to hide evidence of what I'd been doing. A good pair of slippers to hide my toenails is always nice to have nearby as well. There are several friends and family members who have wondered why I shower at such odd times.

There was the time I'd just finished painting my toenails a vampy, sparkly red and was just relaxing between admiring those nails and reading a book. I was caught up in the book when the front door opened and my brother-in-law came in to show off the new weed whacker he just bought. While his attention was focused on the machine I found where I could snuggle my toes under the throw rug while he went on and on about what a great purchase it was. When I made no move to hold it or follow him outside to see a demonstration he shrugged and left. My luck held and it turned out the polish had completely dried and was still glossy with no smudges as he trudged back to his garden.

[t-girlxsophie]

I am lucky to stay ten floors up in high rise flats,so by time whoever is on their way up gets to the door I have managed to get my disguise on.luckily most visitors give notice that there planning to visit.It is annoying though when you've taken all that effort to get ready.My parents must wonder why every time they visit i'm in the shower:heehee:

[kaitlin]

I had so many close calls with just my wife's sisters (3) stopping by that I gave in and came out to all of them! They all thought it was just too cool, one always asks what outfit is on the agenda for our next visit! I have been blessed with one Great family!!!!

[Kate Simmons]

My fastest time when I clocked myself once was 45 seconds. I suppose the "rush" fades when everything becomes routine.:)

[Loni]

if you are a cross dresser and live on planet earth...you have had to do a very quick change...or be very quiet till they leave.

so sad to hide who and what you are.


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[Michaela42]

So many times that I lost count, resulting in: broken shoes, ripped outfits/clothing, embarrassment, and some weird talks with the UPS guy :D

[Claire Cook]

if you are a cross dresser and live on planet earth...you have had to do a very quick change...or be very quiet till they leave.

so sad to hide who and what you are.


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Wouldn't we save ourselves all the angst and paranoia by just saying "What the heck.... this is me"?

[Ann D Bluebird]

During the recent election campaigning I was getting myself ready to go out in public for the first time and my door got knocked more than it has for weeks! :eek: Not exactly a scenario for getting out out my front door discretely! :heehee: Anyway I just ignored all those callers.

A little more difficult to avoid was the lady who ran a bed and breakfast place I was staying in recently who wanted to know if my radiator was working properly. And there was I taking a little nap on my bed in a nice skirt and cardigan :brolleyes: A quick change was not an option, so I answered her query without fully opening the door to her. :o

Mind you she'd already seen me in my fem jeans often enough to have a few clues... Whether she saw what I was wearing or not I do not know.

[Carissa]

This is my maiden post here on the board, but this one's a doozy!

Late one night in an old apartment, I had a knock from an animal control officer. I answered (in drab) and he told me that they had received a report that somebody in the building had moved out and left their dog behind. I didn't know anything about the situation, but tried my best to help by telling him the only unit in the building that had a dog.

No big deal.

Maybe an hour or so after, I decided that it was time to indulge myself a little bit and I grabbed my make-up case. I'd finished my foundation and powder and was working on my eyeliner. There was a loud knock on the door and I heard "POLICE! OPEN UP" Panic would be a tame word to describe my state of mind.

I said "One minute" and scrubbed myself off as best I could with no time and answered the door.

The cop told me that the animal control officer (who was standing behind him) had seen a bong in my living room. He was right. There was a bong sitting on my computer desk, right behind me, that my (long-gone at the time) ex had converted into a flower pot.

I was given the choice of letting them in or them getting a search warrant for the whole place. Knowing what they would find if they searched the place, as far as private stuff goes (nothing illegal), I ignorantly let them in. I explained that the bong was just a decoration at that point and I wasn't into drugs, but they started searching the place anyway. Small town cops looking for that big bust I guess.

All was good until they got to the bathroom where my makeup was still sitting out and they started giving me weird looks. They moved into the bedroom and the cop grabbed a breast-form off dresser and asked "who does this belong to?"

At my wit's end and starting to get mad, I told him "It's mine. Everything in here is mine." He shrugged, opened up my closet door and started rifling through my laundry basket full of fem clothes, shoes, and assorted kinky objects. I just walked out and sat on the couch until they were done. What else did I have to hide?

Eventually, when I suppose they felt they had left no stone unturned (and I believe they were correct), I was given a ticket for possession of drug paraphernalia. A misdemeanor with a $100 fine. Once I was finally alone, I looked in the mirror and I still had eyeliner and foundation all over my face, only the liner was runny from when I tried to scrub it off and the foundation was still caked around the outside of my face.

Moral of the story, if any cop ever tells you he wants to come in or else he'll get a search warrant, make him get that warrant!

[Regina]

Yeh!..it happened to me around March I was locked in the extra bedroom, I had just put my lipstick on when I grabbed my purse and headed for the door, when I opened the door I heard noise from down stairs... the Mrs came home early!. I was done for the evening, I had to go back into the bedroom and remove everything....bummed out big time that night.



Regina

[Danamtv]

When I was single and living alone, I was almost compeltely finished getting dressed to go out. It was a few days before Halloween - not really a night that there would be parties.

A friend of mine (married gal) had stopped by my condo, and come up to the back door, so there was no escaping - she could see me.

Let her in and explained that I was going to a Halloween party and was going femme on a co-worker's dare (she didn't know anyone I worked with). She bought it and helped a little with my makeup. She never brought it up again.

[ellieparsons]

Yes, I get the phone calls from my mother saying are you home, of course so I say Yes, then, she'll say good cause I coming around the corner. So I have to quickly cover up because no one knows that I dress up. Would be easier if she knew but some how i feel that i would disappoint her, ever though growing up she's questioned me about me wearing her things & makeup.

[Toni_Lynn]

Yep -- back when I was 16 my mum and dad would go out to my aunt's house on a Sunday evening. The usual routine was I'd transform to being just your typical teenage girl, get out my copies of Tiger Beat, 16, and Seventeen, put some 45s and my record player and lay on my bed reading and enjoying the music.

Brings a tear to my eye just to think about how happy I was during these few hours. :c9:

I'd usually have some idea of when they were coming home and could dash to the bathroom to change. This worked many times, right up until the one time it didn't.

Not to worry. The bruises healed after a week or so. :sad:

Funny -- my wife catches me like this all time now -- well perhaps a bit more mature in format. The bruises have been replaced with a kiss and hug

Huggles

Toni-Lynn

[sarahNZ]

If I had a doller for every time I have been interupted I wouldn't need to find a job!:heehee:

[kristinacd55]

Yup. A couple weeks ago I'm in the dining room all dolled up & chatting away when voila, my daughter comes home. RUH ROH!!! She goes into the kitchen while I go around through the living room & up the stairs to the showers!! Whew :eek: was that a shock!!

[brittdoll]

It happened just last weekend. I was in my undergarments and getting reading to put on my makeup when the dreaded knock on the door came. I just froze and did not say anything. The knock got louder and the doorbell rang. I'm still frozen at the top of the stairs and not moving so they can't hear if I'm home. The garage was closed so they could not see if my car was there and the TV and radio were off, so I just let them knock until they went away. I'm thinking it was probably the neighbor kid who wanted me to come outside and play catch.

[Nicole Erin]

Just answer the door with fishnets, a bottle of astro-glide, combat boots, and a blouse and say, "I hope this is important, I am trying to tranny!"

[StaceyJane]

I've had to do the quick change a couple of times when my wife came home early.
Now that I'm out she calls if she is coming home early.

[RancidRabbits]

Stories! Not to be rude, but I enjoy these so much. It's like a thriller.

Anyway, if we're going for embarrassing times, all I have is when my roommate walked in on me changing into my pajamas. I don't know who it was worse for, me or him.

So, there I was, undressing out of my hakama, tank top and a track jacket (fairly strange, but non-CD outfit) when I heard Bill* (fake name) and his friend talking outside the door. Only covered by a pair of panties and a bra, I attempted to hide under the bed, gaining suspicion from the thump I made. When the two entered, I tried scooting further towards the wall, but hit my head on the bars, making the bed ring. Now, Bill and his friend already have noticed the outfit I carelessly left out on the ground, heard my drop to the floor, and now they know I'm under the bed. Bill scares me by jumping onto my bed and popping his head under, only to fall short of a "Boo!" when he saw I was practically naked. I think we both wanted to die. He slowly got off the bed and escorted his friend out the room while I hid my red face the best I could.

I squirmed my way out and got dressed in my blue satin pajamas. I had gone out after that for some air and when he saw me, my heart froze. He was so pissed. I almost wanted to hug him and make it worse, but then I might find myself on fire before going out shopping for new pajamas. Tell you what, though, CDing and living in a dorm isn't something you can hide, so I wasn't really caught CDing as much as caught dressing. Does that work?

[PretzelGirl]

This has to be one of the basic CD skills. For my part, I still have a daughter at home and my brother-in-law also has access to the house. So I just alarm it so I have about 5-10 seconds from alarm to you're busted. Seems strange that I am in the bedroom an awful lot when someone comes in the door. :D

[mapletree]

too to many times have i had to decide to change but as i write this i also wonder why i have to answer the door but i usually want to

[devi_sierra]

i happened to be working from home and tooling around on a laptop. Out of the corner of my eye, i saw a flash from one of the side windows. My father in law had invited himself over to the house and managed to work him way into the backyard and i don't have window coverings.

A quick dash up the stairs and into the shower saved me...Came down twenty minutes later and claimed to have been working out and didn't hear his incessant knocking on my back door. talk about a rush of adrenalation.

[gemsay32]

This is my maiden post here on the board, but this one's a doozy!

Late one night in an old apartment, I had a knock from an animal control officer. I answered (in drab) and he told me that they had received a report that somebody in the building had moved out and left their dog behind. I didn't know anything about the situation, but tried my best to help by telling him the only unit in the building that had a dog.

No big deal.

Maybe an hour or so after, I decided that it was time to indulge myself a little bit and I grabbed my make-up case. I'd finished my foundation and powder and was working on my eyeliner. There was a loud knock on the door and I heard "POLICE! OPEN UP" Panic would be a tame word to describe my state of mind.

I said "One minute" and scrubbed myself off as best I could with no time and answered the door.

The cop told me that the animal control officer (who was standing behind him) had seen a bong in my living room. He was right. There was a bong sitting on my computer desk, right behind me, that my (long-gone at the time) ex had converted into a flower pot.

I was given the choice of letting them in or them getting a search warrant for the whole place. Knowing what they would find if they searched the place, as far as private stuff goes (nothing illegal), I ignorantly let them in. I explained that the bong was just a decoration at that point and I wasn't into drugs, but they started searching the place anyway. Small town cops looking for that big bust I guess.

All was good until they got to the bathroom where my makeup was still sitting out and they started giving me weird looks. They moved into the bedroom and the cop grabbed a breast-form off dresser and asked "who does this belong to?"

At my wit's end and starting to get mad, I told him "It's mine. Everything in here is mine." He shrugged, opened up my closet door and started rifling through my laundry basket full of fem clothes, shoes, and assorted kinky objects. I just walked out and sat on the couch until they were done. What else did I have to hide?

Eventually, when I suppose they felt they had left no stone unturned (and I believe they were correct), I was given a ticket for possession of drug paraphernalia. A misdemeanor with a $100 fine. Once I was finally alone, I looked in the mirror and I still had eyeliner and foundation all over my face, only the liner was runny from when I tried to scrub it off and the foundation was still caked around the outside of my face.

Moral of the story, if any cop ever tells you he wants to come in or else he'll get a search warrant, make him get that warrant!

OMG. That's sad. In more ways than I can count.

[Veronica Lacey]

A few years back my wife had gone out so I had dressed - I do not wear make up nor a wig - and the doorbell rang after about an hour. I gingerly stepped downstairs in my heels and looked through the peephole to see a neighbour whom I have been needing to speak with. I called through the door that I would be just a minute.

The laundry room is just down the hall so I slipped off the heels, dropped the skirt and slip, removed the forms and then put on wool socks, sweat pants and a big sweater with a snug neckline to cover everything up (panties, garter belt, stockings, bra, camisole, blouse.) I answered the door and spoke with her for 10 minutes. Thankfully it was winter so it was cold and wearing such a heavy sweater was not a questionable act. Maybe the sweats looked odd but nothing was said.

While I was relieved to have seemingly pulled it off I am not game to repeat the situation so now I just ignore the doorbell altogether.

[Christie ann]

Some great stories. I remember the time everyone was gone and I was in the backyard when the family returns quite unexpectedly. The sprint around the house while undressing, the bruised knee as I hit something in the mad dash inside and the inside out T-shirt I hurriedly threw on. (I told her I was just getting ready to get the chain saw out and didn't even notice.)

Life in the fast lane.

[AKAMichelle]

Unfortunately yes. I was partially dressed when the UPS man and USPS came to the door asking for my signature. This have happened at different times and it is the mad rush to de femme which is terrible.

[5150 Girl]

Hmmm,,, I think the question should "Who hasn't?"
I think getting interuped bu someone/somthing unexpeceted is SOP for anyone still in the closet. (glad i'm out now)

[thatcuteemochick]

ok great story here. family was going to a football game the second they leave i rush to my mums cupboard get out a nice red top and some nice skinny black pants, i put on one of her lacy black bras get all dressed up slideon a pair of stilettos then start putting make up on. I was almost done with the makeup then i heard my phone go off.

it was dad calling "hey mate we left the tickets at home we're gonna come back and grab them can ya bring them out to the car for us?" i immediately stutter "umm no umm just send someone in to get them im just about to go for a shower" so I rush into the bathroom lock the door and turn the shower on and waited it out in there till i heard them arrive and leave. after they had left i came out of the bathroom went back to my mirror looked at myself giggled and continued applying my makeup then enjoyed four hours of looking the sexiest i ever had in my life :D

[charlytuna]

first yime busted I was young [ about 12-13 ]by my older sister in bathroom,which door nevered locked, with her bra and panties on. other time wife and kids came home early in the haste forgot I had earings on another time ,the best, a few years ago my son left to go out and I got dress and vacuming and my son came walking in I bitch at him for not knocking and I disapaired from the room

[Jilmac]

Most of my interruptions happened while I was still in the closet. I would dress in my basement workshop which had a flashing light to warn me if there was someone in the basement. I would scramble to get back into drab before greeting the intruder. :eek:

[donnatracey]

One morning I was all "dolled up"...:battingeyelashes: when I heard a knock on my front door, then a familiar voice calling me! It was my dad who decided to show up early for our golf date. Talk about a quick shower and scrub (wearing some serious make-up!).....mumbled something about being asleep. etc.....:eek:

PS If I remember correctly, I played quite well that day!....

[Kelli Lovelace]

Way back in high school I was getting dressed in my bathroom after school, both parents worked and I was home for about 2 hours everyday by myself, I had just gotten fully dressed in a tight denim skirt and silk blouse, a long wig and makeup. My mom came home about an hour early. I washed the make up off quickly and looked around for my guy clothes and I realized I had undressed in my room! I opened the cabinet to grab a towel, to pretend like I was showering, and what do you know, no towels! I was definitely trapped. After about 5 minutes I decided to just walk out dressed up and try and make it to my room...and as luck would have it my mom was coming down the hall with towels! I just laughed and try to play it off like it was a silly thing for school, she laughed in a very uncomfortable way. I know she didn't believe me, but noone ever said anything about it.

[Cary]

When the warmer weather hits my interruptions seem to always peak. Family and friends pop by. My closet is currently in shambles. The other day I was trying on some of my clothes and after a while settled on a very nice outfit. I was wearing a lacey white top over a white one-piece swim suit with a long red floral skirt and comfy flats. I had been dressed for about on hour when the old couple downstairs had an emergency that required me drive them to the hospital. I had to undress quickly and throw all my clothes in my closet. I life was saved and no harm done!

[Danni_cd73]

almost, and it was hard coming up with an excuse for the bra impressions on my back. scary.

[Cithmore]

This happened several years ago. I was living in a second floor apartment after my divorce and our washer and dryer was in the basement of the building. I always washed my undies and stuff when no one else was home but one day I had just put some things in the dryer and gone up to apartment when I got a long phone call. I finally got off the phone and went down stairs only to find my retired neighbor had started to do her laundry and had unloaded my things from the dryer and had actual folded them for me. I told her I was sorry to have left my things in the dryer and she replied that it was no problem and also remarked that I had some very pretty underwear.
I took my things and went up to my apartment and I changed to a bra, panties and slip when I heard a knock at the door and the door swung open because I had not closed it all the way until it latched. So there I am fully dressed in lingerie with my neighbor standing in the doorway with a pair of my panties in her hand which had been left in the dryer.
She came in and gave me my panties and I told her how embarrassed I was and she told me not to worry about. We had always had coffee together so from then on I would stay dressed when she visited and she would actually help me decide on new items I brought home from my shopping trips.
I finally moved because of a new job but I could never get over how understanding and supportive she was of my cross dressing.