Caught "Red-Handed"

[Danielle Gee]

Hi All:

My question is how many of you were caught Cross-dressing as a child? Also, what were the consequences and how did it change your life?

My story is probably a pretty common one and I’ve related it on the site several times(so I won’t bore you with too many details……….

At the age of 5 or 6 (maybe 7) my next-oldest Sister caught me trying on her long-line Bra she wore with her “formal dress”. She took control of my life that very minute and I was her glorified slave for the remainder of her time at home (5-7 years).

The worst part however was that when she caught me, she dressed me up in one of her old party dresses. I remember it was a mint green w/ white petticoats. I was also ordered to don lacy anklet socks and black Mary Jane’s. She styled my longish hair into a feminine style, then declared “You’re new name is Melissa”

Then to my complete embarrassment she marched me downstairs and paraded me inn front of my parents!!! The biggest shock was ….THEY BOTH SEEMED TO LIKE THE IDEA!!!

Well to wind down my tale, I spent the rest of my childhood off and on dressed as Melissa. The rest of my family seemed to accept the situation as “normal” and I believe this started me down the road I’m on.

So I’ve told my story, lets hear yours !!

Danielle

[NicoleScott]

Around age 8 or so, I was caught playing with lipstick. My dad held me down and put it on me while verbally humiliating me. I've hardly touched the stuff since then. hahahahaha

[Danielle Gee]

Nicole: my Dad verbally humiliated me when I was a boy,He treated me like a "Princess" when I was a Girl....Go figure huh?

[joannemarie barker]

never got caught by my parents but I was caught in a dress and pantyhose by my brother.he told me I looked ridiculous and something like you must be a poof but never said anything ever again.more recently my housemate caught me In my bra and panties but that's another story :)

[rocketscientist]

When I was about 11-12ish I got caught. I thought I was safe in an outbuilding my dad stored hay in. I had gotten a pair of mom's hose,some grey plastic pumps and a cute greyish, silver dress(hey, even at that age I matched colors well! lol) and had just finished slipping the shoes on when I heard my sister trying the door knob! There was a lock on that door but the door at the other end was unlocked. When I heard her calling me from the other end I panicked and started undressing as fast as I could! When she saw me I was sitting there in my underwear with my shirt back on. She asked what I was doing and I said "nothing". She didn't buy that for a minute and quickly found the dress and hose that I had stuffed in the nearest crevice. She laughed and said she was gonna tell mom as she left me there. I got my pants back on and grabbed the shoes and ran the other way. When I got to th creek I chucked the shoes as far as I could, the hose and dress I stashed in the outbuilding to be put away later. I stayed away from home as long as I could,not knowing what would happen when I got back. Finally, I went home and went straight to my room,not talking to anybody the rest of the night. I don't know if my sister told my mom or not,because she never asked me about it. My sister did tease me for about a year after that before, I guess, she was preoccupied with other things a teenage girl does. Wow, hadn't thought about that for a long time! Peace and love to all, Tonya:battingeyelashes:

[Cait]

As far as I'm aware I managed to avoid outright detection when I was younger, however a few knowing remarks (never spiteful or malicious) tell me I didn't display all the cunning and ingenuity of Raffles the Gentleman Thief I thought I possessed.


more recently my housemate caught me In my bra and panties but that's another story :)

Am I right in thinking this story had a happier conclusion? :)

[sissystephanie]

I can only remember one time in my life when I was "caught!" My parents both had died when I was fairly young and an Aunt and Uncle were raising my sister and I. The Aunt found a pair of my sisters panties which I had hidden in my bedroom. I got a good talking to and of course ordered to never do it again, but that was all. And of course I did not pay much attention to the orders!! Just was more careful about hiding stuff!!

[Sheren Kelly]

I got caught twice,
When I was 6 or 7, my sister caught me stealing her cosmetics and my mother searched my bedroom and found the old dress of hers that I stashed. The incident was addressed by Dad during the family after dinner discussion the next day with some stern warnings.

The next incident (about 6 months later) occurred as my sister was coming up the stairs to her room while I was in her closet. I paniced and made a quick dash across the hall to my room, still in the dress, but she saw me and notified my mother who marched up and confiscated the clothes. That evening my Dad took me aside and informed me that if I was caught again, he would send me off for mental treatment. I believed him and I got better at hiding, but I never really stopped. I also never had a close relationship with either of my parents since then.

[Sophie86]

I was never caught red-handed, but I was caught black-eyed one time. My mom saw the remnants of her mascara on my eyes. She asked me what it was, and I muttered something about it being dirt and went into the bathroom to quickly clean it off. Although I seriously doubt that she believed my answer, she never said anything to me about it. That's how my family was. When the porn pictures I had stashed under my mattress went missing, I waited several days for her to tell me that she had found them, and get on to me about it, but she never did.

[AnnaCalliope]

First time was age 12, when my mother caught me trying on one of her dresses. We had a little chat, and I brushed it off as "something I saw on TV".

The real blow-up was at 16, when my parents found my complete stash -- dresses, stockings, heels -- while cleaning out the basement. Nothing was said at first and I almost thought I was in the clear until one day my mother caught sight of a bra strap underneath my shirt after I got home from school. Some very nasty things were said, and she threatened to disown me if she ever caught me crossdressing again. About 6 months later, right before high school graduation, she apologized profusely for her intolerance and tried to explain that she was just trying to protect her other children (my brothers and sister).

I'd like to hope that my parents will be more accepting when I come out as a M2F transsexual, but the words they used almost 14 years ago are forever burned in my mind of their hatred of something they may never understand.

[Being Paige]

I was 10- 11 when my Dad caught me in a bra, slip and nylons, It wasn't a pleasant experience but I survived! LOL and continued to dress although more carefully

[Sharon B.]

The first time(about 4 or 5) my older sister dressed me as a little girl, from then on I would steal or borrow her stockings when was about 6 or 7 I would always get caught by the next morning and was told that stockings were for girls and boys wore socks. That ended it for about 5 or 6 years by the time I was in my teens I would be left alone for about five hours every Thursday when my mother would take the bus downtown, I would be alone in the house and it was then that I would go into my sister's bedroom and dress as a young girl, this went on into my late teens when I couldn't stand it any longer I told one of my older sisters that I enjoy wearing her clothes. She told me to stop or she would tell our parents, said I would but never did, just started going out and buying my own clothes. I would still dress whenever I was home by myself. Still enjoy it to this day and know she would never understand and all of my friends would have nothing to do with me if I came out of the closet.

[ColleenCD]

Hi Danielle,

When I was 8, Mom caught me wearing her hose. This did not go well so I'll spare you the gore. A couple of years later, Mom found a stash of clothes in my closet and instead of throwing a fit which failed last time, she sent me to therapy. She didn't care for his treatment, so that ended. When I was 14, she discovered a few pairs of hose in my dresser. This time I had to go to a Psychologist and after about 8 sessions, he discovered I like to wear women's clothes, but I wasn't Gay. (Keep in mind this was the late 70's and we didn't have the internet, or Gender psychologist as today.) Both of these things I already knew.

Hugs,

Colleen

[Gocaps14]

I have been caught several times, including the veery first time. I was 6-7 and put on a pair of panties of a family friend. I have been caught by my Mom in her clothes several times, a friend ofd mine and by my wife on several occasions. In fact, this thread has shown me how often I have been caught......

[LACD]

I was caught wearing my Mom's nursing shoes when I was about 9 years old. She made me put on the whole nurses uniform and then said go sit in the carport. She locked the door so I couldn't come inside. I ended up walking around the back yard and really enjoyed it. I think she knew how much I like it, I had bra everything on. She always left some older clothes of hers out when she went out of town later on in life. I guess she knew but didn't really try to stop me. :2c:

[BillieJoEllen]

Was caught when I was 15 by my mother. I hurried home from school one day and quickly fell asleep after putting on a complete change of my sister's clothes. All H*** broke loose. Couldn't really understand everyone's reaction because my father always teased me about being a sissy, My mother had me wear dresses she was sewing for a cousin of mine (she always had me wear everything that went underneath) also, When I was much younger I'd have to wear my sister's panties because my boy underwear was dirty, Was baptized at 3 and a half in a very pretty, lace and satiny white dress (I don't remember that but I have seen the pictures), was allowed to wear a dress at Halloween one year and many other situations that I didn't really want to participate in. Sooooo....they were upset with me????

[SamanthaS]

When I was 11 my mom found me asleep in her panthose and strappy heels. My younger brother and I shared a room, and around bed time I would put on mom's pantyhose and heels. I would lay under the covers and enjoy the feeling of being fem. Sometimes I would walk to the bathroom with a blanket over me, just so I could feel the pantyhose on my legs. After awhile I made a bodystocking out of the hose, and because my mom was a large woman it felt like a glove on my teenage body. On the night I was caught, I woke up to the light being on in our room and quickly realized I was still dressed! I tried to take the hose and heels off and I guess she heard me staring around and came in the room and started beating me! Saying "If I ever catch you again, I'll kill you!" This was the black communitiy in the early 80's. She went through our closet and found my stash of her clothes. I didn't dress again until I moved in with my grandmother.

[clairebostock]

Hi
i was one off the lucky ones as i did not get caught by my mum and dad, but was caught by my 1st wife.

[Jill Devine]

As a child, I would take my mothers pantyhose and leave them in my bed. Then at bedtime I could put them on under the covers and sleep in them. I was about 8 yrs old when I got caught by my mother. One night she pulled the sheets back as I was getting into bed. I hadn't stuffed the hose down far enough in the bed and she saw them. Busted. LOL. She gave me an odd look and said "shame on you. Why are you doing this?" my dumb excuse was that it wasn't me who planted it there. Yeah right.
Mom never mentioned it again.

[KandisTX]

Mine is more of a I outed myself than a "caught red-handed" post, but some of you may relate to this.

After the early years of my sneaking around, I got tired of sneaking and hiding and I wanted lingerie and feminine clothing of my own. I figured the best thing to do was to tell her, or rather allow myself to get caught with my pants down showing her panties and pantyhose.

I prepared myself as she and I were the only ones home, I went to the laundry room and took some of my sisters panties and a bra off of her stack of clean & folded laundry and snuck into her room and took a pair of pantyhose and put them all on underneath my sweat pants and sweat shirt. I went out to talk to her in the back yard and asked her some generic questions to get a feel for her mood and then we went inside. As we were walking into the house and heading upstairs, I was taking off my sweat suit and asked her if she ever wondered why I had her clothing in my dresser. She said “no”, I said “Well, this is why” and I tossed my sweats over her shoulder and stood there wearing nothing but a bra, panties and pantyhose. She of course over reacted and decided that I was sick and needed therapy and that was the end of that. Six months later I left there and moved back with my real father and mother and went back into hiding until I again decided that I wanted to have some stuff of my own. This time I would do it right, mom (my real mom) was much more understanding and open about things so this time it would be different. Once again I set myself to be caught. I knew that mom would be the first one to come home and so I went into her room and dressed myself in her bra, panties, and pantyhose underneath my bathrobe. I have very pale skin and my socks only came up to the mid calf range and my robe stopped about two inches above the knee. This means there was an area of about 5 inches of my legs exposed and the suntan pantyhose were QUITE noticeable. I heard her keys in the front door and timed my exit from her room with the moment she was in the apartment and closed the door behind her. She saw me coming out of her room and asked “What are you doing in my room”. “Nothing” I said, I can see her eyes move to my legs and she asks me with a knowing smile “What are you wearing? You have a box of your sisters bras in your closet (I was storing them there for her honest, [besides, they didn’t fit me]), and now this”. I smiled and said “No, I don’t have a box of bras, only one”, and I opened my robe exposing myself wearing her underwear. She smiled and said “Well, you know you can’t just walk around in a bra and panties, let’s find you something to wear over them.” With that, we went back into her room and she proceeded to find me something to wear over the top of the lingerie, and she gave me permission to wear her things until we could go shopping and buy me some of my own as long as I washed all of her things before I returned them. Now, she gives me lingerie and femme clothing as gifts, and she calls me her daughter as well as her son.

[Julogden]

I got caught playing dress-up with a neighbor girl at her house when I was 4 or 5. Her mom walked in to find me in one of her daughter's dresses, which she didn't like, to put it mildly. I was trying to hide in a corner, and she kicked me and slammed me against the wall a few times, then told me that she'd kill me if she ever caught me doing that again.

So I learned early on that I had to hide who I was.

Carol

[JohnH]

My experiences were not hidden at all. My brothers and I would play family, where one of us was the Daddy, another was Mommy, and the third was the kid. We wore our parent's clothes and shoes and took turns playing the different parts.

I did not have any sisters.

And my Grandmother introduced one of my brothers and me to the pleasures of nail polish. My brother did not continue to use nail polish, but Grandma provided me with a bottle of nail polish. And she also got little girls panties for us.

So I was taught at an early age that you should not have to hide the fact you like to crossdress, and to this day I don't hide anything.

Now on the other hand - girlie magazines like Playboy were strictly forbidden.

Johanna

[dominique]

My experience was my mum was out so I decided to get dressed. I had on grey top, over a bra, grey skirt, panties and grey tights. Well sitting back enjoying the feeling and the front door opened and in walked my mum. Scrabbling to get undressed with no luck, I still had on her tights when she walked in. She just looked up and down and said nothing. I was quite surprised at her reaction. Still it didn't stop me.

[Billie Jean]

Several times by my ex wife. My sister caught me a couple of times also. My wife didn't care as I came out to her a month or so after we got married. My sister went off on me and told me I was a queer, but then I was wearing her panties and hose when she caught me. Billie Jean

[Jill Devine]

I got caught playing dress-up with a neighbor girl at her house when I was 4 or 5. Her mom walked in to find me in one of her daughter's dresses, which she didn't like, to put it mildly. I was trying to hide in a corner, and she kicked me and slammed me against the wall a few times, then told me that she'd kill me if she ever caught me doing that again.

So I learned early on that I had to hide who I was.

Carol
OMG! that is awful. And a criminal act on the part of the neighbour. How the hell can she kick and slam a small child? Only sick person was that crazy b!tch.

[EvelynGrace]

My mom caught me when I was 12. I had bought a prom dress and a matching bra + panty set, and was wearing them. She was supposed to be gone most of the night but showed up early. She flipped out. Threw everything away, said "not in my house!" and alerted every thrift store in town not to let me on the premises.

[darla_g]

I got caught playing dress-up with a neighbor girl at her house when I was 4 or 5. Her mom walked in to find me in one of her daughter's dresses, which she didn't like, to put it mildly. I was trying to hide in a corner, and she kicked me and slammed me against the wall a few times, then told me that she'd kill me if she ever caught me doing that again.

So I learned early on that I had to hide who I was.

CarolCarol,
that kind of abuse sounds horrific! It is normal for children to experiment, but to abuse a little kid like that is,,,is child abuse!

[JulietLewis]

At age 8 or so I was caught in mom's nylons, panties and a bra. She had me take them off, and then asked me if I would like her to get some in my size. And like an idiot, I said 'no'. If I could go back and change that answer...

[Mary Morgan]

I've told this here before but to recap, there were several times that my mother "caught" me in eye makeup or lipstick and pretended not to notice, but one day at the age of fifteen, I came home from school to find my stash spread out all over my bed. It seems my father decided to clean my room by going through everything I had. There on the bed were a girdle, bra, slip, some makeup and my homemade forms. After being verbally assaulted, I was told to stay in my room until the next day when my father took me to the family doctor for a "thorough" examination. Part of that was a digital rectal exam, the first I had ever had and in my mind a punishment for my behavior. In any case, my father told me that the next time I dressed I would be sent to a military academy. Of course this left a lasting impression but it didn't change who I am.

[kimdl93]

In any case, my father told me that the next time I dressed I would be sent to a military academy. Of course this left a lasting impression but it didn't change who I am.

Makes one wonder if the student bodies of military academies have a higher percentage of cross dressers than public schools.

[Sophie86]

I got caught playing dress-up with a neighbor girl at her house when I was 4 or 5. Her mom walked in to find me in one of her daughter's dresses, which she didn't like, to put it mildly. I was trying to hide in a corner, and she kicked me and slammed me against the wall a few times, then told me that she'd kill me if she ever caught me doing that again.

So I learned early on that I had to hide who I was.

Carol

Probably the one thing that could have put my parents on my side on this issue is for me to tell them that the neighbor's mom had done something like that to me. They would have been all over that bitch. She would have needed a wig after my mom got through with her.

[KarenCDFL]

I was 16 when my mom came home from work early one day and caught me all dolled up from head to toe in her blond wig, full makeup, cute dress and heels.

She had already figured something was going on since she noticed her clothes and makeup were always disturbed.

She sat me down and we talked about it all. She was not mad, she just hoped I was not gay! LOL

Of course I lied about how I really felt like a girl inside and told her I just liked to dress up. My mom just thought since she was a divorced single mom, I had no male figure to follow so I followed her instead.

This happened 37 years ago and how I wished over the years that I could have been honest with her and maybe been able to live as I felt for the rest of my life.

Two funny things happened at that point. My mom wore wigs all the time which was really great for me and she had these two really cute and sexy blond wigs of which one she caught me in. By the next day, all the wigs disappeared and she went back to wearing her own hair all the time.

And the second this was is that the subject was never discussed ever again.

My mom has been gone for a long time and I still really miss her. I still wish from my heart that I could have told her everything.

I miss you mom. Happy Mothers Day!

[Chun-Li]

I was 4 or 5 give or take the first time I got caught. All I remember was sitting on my parents bed trying to put on a bra very unsuccessfully, and my mom walked in and quickly took it away from me. This was also the first time I tried womens clothes.

2nd was around the same time, I got caught playing with nail polish, again unsuccessfully trying to use it.... this time by my father and I was scolded but I cannot remember to what degree. I just remember being scared.

Later on my mom thought it would be funny to call me into the kitchen and tell me I needed some chap stick. She put it on for me and then told me to roll my lips. It was lipstick.... there I was in front of my parents and the company they had over, being laughed at.

Aside from that I never have been found out, at least so far. Although I am almost certain my mom knows but just wont say anything....

It seems I started really young, but it wasn't until I was 10 or 11 that I started dressing regularly though.

[aya-chan]

I've been kind-of caught by my Mam a few times. First was when I was about 10/11, and I'd unsuccessfully tried to hid a pair of her stockings under my bed, which she found. She didn't say that much, but she had a look in the eye that said "stop doing stuff like that" Second most notable time was a couple of years later, and I'd been trying stuff on out of her underwear drawer, which I don't seem to have put back the way it should have been, as she noticed that someone had been in, and she questioned it about me then, just saying "Anything you want to tell me." I definitely had a guilty face, but I didn't answer, so she just left in a bad mood. Last time I was nearly caught I was 16 and in full dress downstairs putting some make up on. My mama had left 5 minutes earlier; but she came back for something she forgot. I just stood in the dinning room heart pounding like mad hoping she wouldn't go in there. Luckily she didn't and left again with a hurried goodbye.

[tammie]

Hi Everyone: Like so many others I started at an early age and got caught almost immediately.

The first time for me was after I got told I needed a bra by a hot MILF who got very close to my face and put her hand on my arm and rubbed it lightly as she told me;

"you should be wearing a bra , your tits R bigger than mine" I was embarrassed
and blushed and excited at the sime time.

That perhaps was the catylst that caused me to pick up my older sister's very sexy black lace UW Vassarette brassiere 36B off the floor and try it on.

By the time I got it fastened (I was able to reach behind and hook it like I had watched my mother) and my little boy breasts into those lace cups
, and it fit me like I had been measured for it

I was a CD for life. Then as I was leaving the room i spied the matching lace LLPG
on the floor and took it with me.

I wore them for 3 days and put them in the laundry, but because of the "stain" in the panty girdle (where girls don't leave stains) I got talked to by my mother and .....

made to promise I wouldn't wear (sister's) clothes. So two weeks later my mother walks into my bedroom and I am standing there in HER bra pantygirdle slip and .....

stockings with a big erection. She made me undress in front of her , took her clothes and left me standing in shame.

She asked a friend of hers (medical professional) what she should do , ans was advised to get me my own lingerie to keep me out of trouble IE theft of clothing, or shoplifting and at that time it was a sex crime for a man to steal lingerie in the south.

So about a week later I came home from school and there on my bed was a sack with my own bra pantiegirdle and slip.
My mom had me try them on (again she saw how much I liked it) and then after seeing they fit me cut off the tags.

I was admonished to not wear them to school, or to let my father see me in them
and she said it was OK so I won the mom lottery

Once many yrs ago my GG GF found my lingerie and accused me of having an affair with a large woman, when I explained the clothing was mine it was worse ,she waited until i was gone cut up or burned everything and told everyone she knew I was gay and dumped me.

The last time I was "caught" was I went out ot the mailbox in a bra panties
cami and tappant set at 3:30 AM and didn't see the teen girl and her boyfriend across the street.

As I opened the mailbox I heard her say, "cute outfit honey" I thanked her and went inside (what else was there to do).

[Ginger88]

My P's never caught me dressing but they found all the clothes i took from mom. I was scared to death when i noticed my wardrobe was missing, but they never said a thing.

[JainaCarpaccio]

quite a few times. the first time it was just a quiet somewhat disapproving discussion with my parents. I got caught again later when i was around 12, and dad really ripped into me for it. When i was 16 he almost dislocated my shoulder when he caught me at. More recently mom found out after i moved back in with her that I'd been at it again after i had moved out on my own. It resulted in another disapproving discussion that started out with the gay card before going into how it would cause problems later. Suffice it to say at this point I've given up on my parents ever accepting it.

[gungho]

I was never caught red-handed. My mother found her clothes hidden by the side of my bed a few times but never actually confronted me about it. Usually she would just take the clothes and that was that. A few times she would at times mention(in anger/frustration) at dinner with the rest of my family(two older brothers) about "someone" going through her drawers which I usually took to be me. It was around that point that I realized I couldn't have an open dialogue with my family.

[Anna B]

Got caught a few times by my mother many years ago, and each time she confiscated my "wardrobe", then nothing for many years, until a few weeks ago when a neighbour#s daughter saw me en femme! But we did have a talk about it and she seems to be cool with it.

A x

[Jessica S]

I was 5 yrs old and in the upstairs bathroom wear my mom would hang her stuff and also was the landry hamper. I had a pair of her panites on when the door open and she just looked and me and said " what are you doing? those are mine not for little boys." and that was it. Not bad but I never got caught again to the best of my knowledge.

[Alice Torn]

Never was caught in the act, but, I used my sisters and mom.s stuff, and I am sure they suspected me, or may have looked through the keyhoke, as my parents strongly suggested i see a shrink, around that time. I also suspect my father dressed too, as I heard him upset that my moms clothes were taken away, when she got put into a nursing home. I also have found a few cheap wigs on his property. He also would not got to counselling with me. I think in some families, it does go generational.

[Monique_Lynn]

Caught wearing panties when I was 13 or 14 by my younger brother but I had dirt on him so nothing was ever said that I know of

[cdinmd206]

Never really got caught by parents, but my aunt did walk in the bedroom when my female cousin and I were playing dress up. I guess I was 11 or 12 at the time. Ny aunt just shook her head and said that if I was going to dress I need something that fit me better. She gave me one of her dresses to try on. I loved how it felt. By the end of the week my aunt was dressing me completely as a girl with stockings, garter belt, panties and bra. God I loved that feeling, but that is another story. Oh my uncle did come home early fro work one day and say me completely dressed. He just shook his head and said something about he was glad I wasn't his son!!!!

[Tina B.]

Just once, I was around 8, and had found some neat stuff in an old bag of clothes dad had kept to make rags. I found a skirt, and blouse that I was able to make off with. But one day I though I was save playing out back, no one around, so I went out of the tool shed into the light of day. Dad got home before I thought he would, and instead of going in the house as usual he makes a tour of the yard and runs in to me, in skirt and blouse with a scarf on my head, don't remember where I came op with the scarf, any way of course he spots me. Dad was a Stearn man, no nonsense kind of guy, he grabbed me by the arm and started telling me just how wrong this was, ending with don't ever let me catch you doing anything like this again. It was a while before I did it again, but I never let him catch me again, unfortunately, I've never being able to me comfortable being dressed in public since.
Tina B.

[Jean Marie]

i was caught a couple of times my mother and grandmother, I was severally punished and threatened to be taken to shrink and or sent away to military school. Hamered but could not kill my need and desire to express my strong feminine side.

[ikthys]

I used to stash my mom's pantyhose in a hole in my wall that I covered with a picture. My parents searched it once while I was out. Though they were looking for drugs, they found the stash. My best friend and I were called in and told that they found our drugs, but there was an unspoken understanding (on my part and theirs) that there was more to this to come once they sent my friend home (thankfully they didn't out me in front of him- we were in high school!). They were at their wit's end with me over everything in life and demanded me to explain why I did this shouting questions, but I just went totally dumb and shrugged my shoulders. Dad was clearly hurt by it (which my rebelious self was happy about because little seemed to actually make him ever admit that he was hurt), and as he and mom shouted about the issues to eachother (they always were fighting loudly in front of all seven of us kids) he listed my problems (as if they were her fault) including "dressing like a woman" which my little sister heard and repeated with a question mark. I'm not sure whether she thought it the ravings of a dad we all snubbed or whether she even remembered it (she was in elementary school at the time). I never spoke to her about it. Things were so chaotic back then that this was just a passing incident that got burried in the mess and never really amounted to anything, so it didn't profoundly scar me or anything. I think it just made me want to find a better hiding spot and to get clothes that weren't my moms.

I was actually caught red-handed a couple of times. Once I was in pantyhose (just pantyhose) and in the hallway on my back crossing my legs (which would feel so erotic) when my dad (who I expected was asleep- he worked graveyards and usually was asleep when at home) came out of his room which was four feet away from me. I did a quick backwards summersault into my room and closed the door. He didn't follow me in- I'm not sure he noticed I was wearing anything since they were nude colored. Perhaps he thought I was just being stupid... It made me more cautious about the risks I would take for thrill.

There were other times when I would get all dressed (heels, hose, panties, dress) when all were gone and someone would come home early. I could see them coming up to the front door from the upstairs balcony and would flip out and run to the bathroom to undress and then work for the next couple hours on replacing all my sister's and mom's clothes when they weren't looking. It made me remember to keep my guy clothes close by in case of such occurances.

[wantstocrossdress]

Then to my complete embarrassment she marched me downstairs and paraded me inn front of my parents!!! The biggest shock was ….THEY BOTH SEEMED TO LIKE THE IDEA!!!

Well to wind down my tale, I spent the rest of my childhood off and on dressed as Melissa. The rest of my family seemed to accept the situation as “normal” and I believe this started me down the road I’m on.


i remember playing with my mom's lipstick. i used them like crayons and drew with them on paper. she was steaming as i did this twice and i remember her saying that if i did it again she'd dress me up. her last words, instead of being a threat were enticing to me. when she took a look at her wedding gown, i ran off with the long gloves, put them on and played with them. she took no notice. little did she know that years later i'd be in her pantyhose and other clothes too :D

sometimes, instead of being a threat, the very words told to us to make us quit it what sparks the interest and desire to continue and crossdress

[Terry V]

I was given the same chance with my Aunt when she caught me in her daughters panties at first I said no but the next day she asked me again and I had thought about it all night the night before so I said yes I would and that began a long time expierance where she let me dress at her house anytime I was there and I went from Easter dress and a petticoat at age 9or 10 until fully dresses with bra, panties,nylons,and slip and one time a Prom gown when I was 14 at that point she told me I had to stop so I did at her house but keep on dressing all my life and now my wife excepts what I do and now buys me a lot of nice things.

[NicoleScott]

I was busted at age 11 with glued-on nails. I heard my parents drive in early, and frantically tried to pry the nails off with a knife and made a bloody mess of things. A very awkward trip to the ER and not being able to write with my right hand for a week or so afterward, I learned my lesson - use press on, not glue on next time!

Yes, you got caught and you were red-handed.

[Randilegs]

The first time (of 3 that count) I got caught I was about 8yo (about 1975), and had just pulled a pair of pantyhose on over my jeans when my grandmother walked into the room. I got a lecture about not running them and that was it as far as I know.

The second time, I was caught by my mom. I was 12 and had just come back from the mall with my very own panties, bra, pantyhose and a skirt(I wanted a blouse but ran out of money). Dressed thusly, I was shocked into immobility when mom barged into my room (as mother's are wont to do from time to time). She took a look, stuttered a bit and left. I stood there for a few minutes unsure whether or not I was going to pass out as my heart returned from a rate somewhere over 2 million and just collapsed onto my bed. Some unknown time later, there was a knock on the door and mom asked if she could come in (she would never barge in again, ever). I said "Let me change first." and she told me not too, she had already seen me as I was. I told her to come in and pulled a sheet up in front of me (this seems rdiculous looking back, but then it was sheer fear that drove the action). The resulting conversation lasted about 30 minutes and she did have me briefly take off the skirt. After which she brought me a pair of pumps and blouse. The rule was that no one but us would ever know and that I was not to leave my room dressed as a girl. About a week later, she came home from shopping and dropped a small bag in my room. It contained 2 bras (one white, one nude), 6 pair of panties (mixed colors) and 4 pair of pantyhose (all suntan). There were only two followups to all of this. The first was a conversation about making sure I didn't wear "dainties" to school on days when I had gym and to make sure that I put everything in the wash. The second was a lesson in hand-washing when I put a garter belt and two pair of stockings in the wash about 3 years later. I lost this fabulous woman in 1991, and never heard a single cross word about my choice of clothing.

The third time I got caught was by my ex-wife. Suffice to say that it was as comprimising a situation as it is possible to get into when you have on pumps, a three piece set and have a sex toy. This was the beginning of the end of our marriage. She tried for a brief time to accept my dressing but in the end she couldn't do it. C'est la vie.

R

[Natalie D]

I've never been caught dressed. Had a few close shaves when I was young and had to rush into the bathroom and lock the door.
When i was a teenager I came home one day to find to my surprise I had a new bed. Problem being I used to hide the few piece's of underwear I had at the time under the mattress. Mum said to me I've thrown the rubbish out from under the mattress and never said another word about it.
I was so embarrassed I said to myself it had to stop. Was only a matter of weeks before I had to find a new hiding place for my new bra and panties though

[Farrah Rose]

i was caught only once when i was younger, my mom was the only one who seen and didnt make a big deal of it. It just made me more causious. Plus i fell asleep with my sisters clothes on and was sleep walking so it was kind of a freak accident situation lol

[Pythos]

My mom caught me trying on one of her white slips she had left on the floor. I was just in first grade at the time, and had always wanted to wear skirts. Well this slip for me was a long skirt, and so I tried it on. Mom came through, saw me, and said something like " oh my, what have we here" then called my dad saying "wait until you see your son", and then she marched me through into the kitchen where my dad was. as I walked in I recall her saying "we have ourselves a little fruit loop", and then dad joined in "well yes it does, we have ourselves a sissy little fruit loop" and they proceeded to call me names including girly, sissy, faggot, fruit, and so on. I suppose they thought this would stop me from ever doing this again. Instead all it did was fuel the fires in me to learn why it was girls could wear pants but boys could not.

It is frightening how vivid that memory is.

[MissVictoria]

I was caught more times than I care to remember. By my mom, dad, uncle, sister, neighbors. Theist goes on and on. I guess that may be why I just don't care anymore. I will dress how I want, where I want. This past Halloween, my parents, sister and brotherinlaw saw me dresses to the nines for the first time. And what a tart they saw!

[Crissy Kay]

Very interesting reading. It makes me glad that I did"nt start cding until later in life!!!

[kilted68]

I was caught by my grandpa when I was 13. My mom had gone back to work as a nurse and like my dad, worked evenings. So I had the house to myself from the time I got home from school until shortly after 11PM. Of course I often took the opportunity to dress up. My mom even had some wigs that she wore when she had to go somewhere and had her hair in curlers or something. I'd managed to procure one which she had thrown out.

Anyhow, I was sitting at my mom's vanity in my wig, bra, panties and a nice lacy full slip and applying lipstick when my grandpa walked in on me. He made me get undressed and put my clothes back on. The next day, I really caught it from my mom, but it was more about stealing/borrowing her things than about cross dressing. Really the only thing said about that part was that I would really be teased if the other boys ever found out.

[StephanieC]

Well, it's been a long time. But I seem to recall wearing my mom's bra to school when I was in elementary school..underneath my regular clothes. I think it was 7th grade and I don't think the bra was stuffed. I don't remember if the teacher noticed but I do recall my mom talking to me. During this period of time, I was experimenting with trying on my mom's stockings (with the O-rings that held them up) but don't recall if I had underdressed with multiple items.

[cyd218]

Like most of you, I was 10-12 years old when I got caught wearing my moms panties. I really don't remember much of that conversation because I was petrified with fear! But, like many of you, I just became better at hiding things.

[Amanda Styles]

Was never caught dressed by my mom or dad, and my sister was 16 years older so she wasn't around.
However, my mom did find my stash on more than one occasion and it was not a pretty scene, " I found your panties and bra etc".
I guess she at least kept it secret from my dad who would have beaten me to death more than likely.

Sorry mom, (God rest her soul) I still have panties and bras.

[Suzy Parker]

I was about 12 and my school was out one day. Mom and dad left for work and not soon after I was fully rdressed in some of moms finest. I had the whole day home alone and tried on quite a few outfits. That was and exciting and tiring day. I was wearing a really nice long evening dress at the moment but i was feeling tired and I wanted to rest a little bit so I propped up the pillows on moms bed climbed onto the bed and relaxed while wathing cartoons. Well, needless to say I dozed off and was woken by the slam of a car door. I hurridly wnet to the window and peeked out and there was mom home from work. She usually heads straight for the bedroom and changes out of her work clothes. Then I see the neighbor lady acroos the street come over and they start talking. Well I underessed as fast as I possibly could and put everything away, most likely not were I had gotten it from but I was out of the clothes and they were put away. I ran to my room and got out my comic books. 5 minutes later she came in the house, peeked in om and asked how my day was. Great, really great mom. Thank you neighbor lady for keeping mom occupied. That was the closest ive come to being caught by mom. I never layed down on the bed again while dressed.

[AmandaJ]

I CD'd and never got caught for over 25 years, but finally got caught red-handed just recently. I was baked out of my mind and dressed to the nines when I heard the front door open. My SO was home from work early. Guess it's a combination of getting sloppy about hiding and the broccoli. She already knew I CD'd so it wasn't that big of a deal, but I was still only really CD'ing when she wasn't home at that point, so it was still kind of awkward since she still isn't used to seeing me completely dressed.

[Madilyn A.]

I started dressing about the age of 4 or 5. I was never caught by my parents or anyone else, but the close calls were many. A few years ago my adult daughter stopped by unexpectedly while I was in my downstairs home office working. I was dressed in a red silk robe, and light makeup and lipstick, stockings and heels. When the door opened to the stairs, I bolted for the storage area where I kept a male bathrobe, and baby wipes. Well I quickly, pulled off the silk robe, pulled on my male robe, wiped my face and lips, unscrewed the bulb lighting the area, and pulled a few boxes of files and put them down as to create a barrier, got down on my knees, to hide my legs and shoes. In walks my daughter," Dad why is it so dark and why are you on the floor ? " I told her I had dropped a file and some of the papers fell under the storge tables. Could you please go upstairs to my bedroom and get the flashlight in my nightstand and replace the batteries, they should be in the junk drawer. She went as asked and I had about 4 minutes to get my stocking and heels off, wipe the makeup and lipstick off more completely, then quickly made it to the powder room. What a relief !!..........Anyway, it is amazing how quickly we can react when the situation calls for it. I must say I had rehearsed many of my moves many times in my head, prior to this actual close call........Somehow though, I wish I had been caught by my mother while I was in grade school !

[CynthiaD]

I really love reading these stories! I see them as tales of courage and determination and I truly admire those of us who've had the courage to keep dressing under such adverse circumstances. I especially admire the family members who've reacted with acceptance rather than cruelty. Such people are doubly blessed.

My most memorable experience came when I was 12 or 13. I had borrowed a full slip and three of pairs of panties from my mother. That night I fashioned a makeshift bra out of two of the pairs of panties, and wore the third in conventional fashion. I put the slip on over everything and fell asleep happy as could be. I wasn't worried about being caught, because my mother never came in my room in the morning, she just banged on the door and went downstairs to fix breakfast. Unfortunately, the next morning my father, who was seldom home, came to wake me up. Instead of just banging on the door, he opened it and stood in the doorway waiting for me to get up. When I heard the door opening, I jerked the covers up over my head, and lay there playing peek-a-boo games with my father until he got annoyed and left. By this time I was running late, and didn't have time to hide everything properly, so I just kicked everything down to the end of the bed and pulled the covers over it. That afternoon when I got home from school my mother announced that she was going to help me clean my room -- something she never did. Eventually she got around to making my bed and of course she immediately noticed the big blob of extra stuff at the end. She pulled out the end of the sheet, and out popped the slip. She asked angrily what I was doing with it, and I made up some stupid excuse about teasing my younger brothers with it. Surprisingly enough she seemed to buy this nonsense and nothing further was said. But after the cleaning job was done instead of leaving she flopped down on my bed to chat -- something she never did. I noticed that right in front of her were three distinct bulges caused by the panties. So I flopped down too and with afew contortions managed to cover the blobs. I don't know how long I stayed in this position, but it seemed like forever. After she left, I tossed two of the panties into the laundry, but kept the prettiest pair. I slept in these every night and kept them well hidden -- I thought. They disappeared one day, though nothing was said about it. I always thought I'd gotten away clean with this, but after thinking about it for years I decided that my parents must have known about my CDing all along. I think they were just too embarrassed to confront me about it. I also suspect that my father may have been into crossdressing himself, which explains why he never confronted me.

Although I was humiliated by this incident, I now look back at it with pride because I had the courage to continue to CD even though I knew what the consequence might be.

CK

[Lip5tick_Li5a]

When I was 16, my parents were suspicious and set up a sting. They told me they were going to the store, then parked around the block and waited. When I was fully dressed (except for shoes, since I had no Internet nor credit cards in 2003), I walked around the corner and my mother was waiting. I ran upstairs, and she called my father to come see. I locked a door and started stripping it off, as they banged for me to open it. I was in tears, "I was just playing and being silly, I'm not gay" I insisted.

They made me sit down on the floor while they sat above me in chairs, calling me a "goddamn queer Lipstick Lisa" and other homophobic slurs. "This is a very homosexual thing you're doing," "That's what you are, isn't it? You're a homosexual." Then they lied to me and told me that the government has security cameras in the house to protect my father who is military, and that one of his work friends showed him the video tapes of my CDing. I was told that I could cause my father to be blackmailed and lose his post, and scolded for humiliating him in front of a coworker friend (who never really existed). I was a naive teenager, and I believed all of their BS.

When the cussing was over, they gave me a gentle talk about how I was going to ruin my life and any possible career future. Some of it got REALLY stupid. They told me all about how straight guys beat up transwomen, how nurses and doctors laugh and take pictures when CDs end up in the hospital and how no one will stop to help a queer laying on the side of the road. This was my future, according to them, if I didn't stop. Then I was told to pray and seek Jesus to get it out of my system.

I was shamed repeatedly about this for years, and even now when my mother loses something she says, "have you been playing Lisa again?!"

As recently as the other night, there was a 48 Hours special on about a serial killer who photographed himself in the dead womens' underwear. Mom gives me a raised eyebrow and says, "Notice he was a crossdresser?" >_<

Let's hear it for our supportive and accepting 21st Century utopia. :p

[CynthiaD]

Let me revise my previous comments. I enjoy reading MOST of these stories. Lisa, your story is really sad. Some people can be educated and some cannot. If you can't change somebody's mind, the best thing to do is walk away. Even if the somebody in question is your parents.

Be strong, Lisa.

CK

[kristinacd55]

I agree with Cynthia, Lisa you've been put through crossdressing hell! I can only agree with "Be strong, Lisa"

[Patricia Jane]

I certaiily you no longer live at Home??

[Marie-Elise]

When I was 16, my parents were suspicious and set up a sting. They told me they were going to the store, then parked around the block and waited. When I was fully dressed (except for shoes, since I had no Internet nor credit cards in 2003), I walked around the corner and my mother was waiting. I ran upstairs, and she called my father to come see. I locked a door and started stripping it off, as they banged for me to open it. I was in tears, "I was just playing and being silly, I'm not gay" I insisted.

They made me sit down on the floor while they sat above me in chairs, calling me a "goddamn queer Lipstick Lisa" and other homophobic slurs. "This is a very homosexual thing you're doing," "That's what you are, isn't it? You're a homosexual." Then they lied to me and told me that the government has security cameras in the house to protect my father who is military, and that one of his work friends showed him the video tapes of my CDing. I was told that I could cause my father to be blackmailed and lose his post, and scolded for humiliating him in front of a coworker friend (who never really existed). I was a naive teenager, and I believed all of their BS.

When the cussing was over, they gave me a gentle talk about how I was going to ruin my life and any possible career future. Some of it got REALLY stupid. They told me all about how straight guys beat up transwomen, how nurses and doctors laugh and take pictures when CDs end up in the hospital and how no one will stop to help a queer laying on the side of the road. This was my future, according to them, if I didn't stop. Then I was told to pray and seek Jesus to get it out of my system.

I was shamed repeatedly about this for years, and even now when my mother loses something she says, "have you been playing Lisa again?!"

As recently as the other night, there was a 48 Hours special on about a serial killer who photographed himself in the dead womens' underwear. Mom gives me a raised eyebrow and says, "Notice he was a crossdresser?" >_<

Let's hear it for our supportive and accepting 21st Century utopia. :p

Sounds abusive to me. I hope you are out of there.

[BeckyAnderson]

I was caught once when I was a child and it didn't go well......the unhappy experience is in my BIO on my website (http://home.comcast.net/%7Eiamacd/enter.htm). Hugs, Becky

[ricci]

I got caught by my mother when I was 14. I used to wear her pantyhose under my pants and take my socks off and hide my feet under a blanket while we both watched TV. One time I peeked out one of my pantyhosed feet and she was startled and had a smirk on her face. She asked me why are you wearing nylons? I just said I don't know. At first she would tell me to take them off and to not wear them again. I got caught several times after that. Eventually I just explained that I like wearing womens clothes. After a while she would give me some old cleaned pairs of hers. Then she came home early one day and caught me wearing pantyhose and heels. She noticed the heels weren't hers. "I bought them at the store." I said. She was horrified. "You went to the shoe store and tried those on and everything?" I said "Yes I did." HSe then told me that I can wear this stuff around the house as long as it was just us to and to never leave the house. Needless to say I took full advantage of that. She didn't particularly like it but tolerated it.

[5150 Girl]

I was caught play'n with pantyhose, (often) shoes, and skirts