Pythos
06-07-2011, 11:27 AM
For the first time I got into my fem mode and LEFT THE HOUSE!!! Yep, Pythos went out in the real world in a non androgynous, non male in skirt look.
I cleaned up, took off all my "male" garb, moisturized and shaved, slid into a pair of pantyhose, applied some subdued make up, leather skirt, bra, black shirt, wig, and my heels with the full intent of going out. My outfit was essentially the same as my leather skirted set here, just off black hose, black shirt, and heels opposed to my boots, and my wig was not in a pony tail.
When I stepped out to get to my car I was reminded of the wonderful feeling of air going up and down my legs.
I got in the mini, fired up the engine and headed out, destination? The closest CD gathering in my area. I had gotten an invite from a very nice member here to attend.
When I arrived at the club, I was admittedly uncertain. I had not had the sensation of wearing a skirt with high heeled pumps out of the house since my Rock Horror day...apox 20 years ago. I have to say, IT FELT GREAT. LOL.
I opened the door into what I now realized was a bar....I don't think I have ever been in a bar so to say. The Goth club that I usually attend on Mondays has a bar, but it is a dance club predominantly. As I took in the venue I was greeted by quite an attractive female bartender "Hi honey". Now that felt weird, but I immediately realized I am going to have to get used to that quickly.
Well I saw a bunch of cds all talking in a group, and recognized the one from here that had invited me. She immediately introduced me to the others. It felt fascinating to hear my handle "Pythos" being used to identify me outside of the Goth club, friends circle, and on line forums. I was also refered to as "her" and "she" and I had no problems with that.
Once I got settled I slid out of my security blanket, my trench coat. I felt naked...lol. It has been too long since out of the house in a skirt and hose. I think I was steady on my heels. Then I saw my reflection in the mirror. I wanted my camera so I could get a shot of my dark self in such odd surroundings. No pounding music, no black lights, no dark brooding tones. I was a bit out of my environment. It felt good. LOL.
I met several others, but mostly hung out with the one who invited me, and one other. Both were great to be with. Very friendly, and of all things we talked about my first love...flying. LOL. What was really neat was these two had good knowledge of the beasts in the skies that dominate my life. When at the club, or with my friends I am almost always teaching when aviation comes up. Here we were talking like equals.
Later we played pool, which I love. Once again while setting up shots I became very much aware that I was wearing a leather mini skirt and hose, along with falsies. I loved how it felt to have my long hair sweep with my head movements. I also loved how my skirt felt at the hem against my legs, as well as the feeling of it tightening around my posterior, as I moved to set up shots. There was one shot where I was on the table with my hip....Gods I felt sexi. LOL.
The music playing unfortunately did nothing for me. I tried but the minor tones were not there. LOL.
I towered over most there, which was disconcerting in a way, until one of the cds said as I was back in my trench ready to head home " I like how you look with the heels, you made the right choice with those opposed to the flats.
I had fun, and will hopefully go to the next such meeting.
Thank you to you that invited me.
I cleaned up, took off all my "male" garb, moisturized and shaved, slid into a pair of pantyhose, applied some subdued make up, leather skirt, bra, black shirt, wig, and my heels with the full intent of going out. My outfit was essentially the same as my leather skirted set here, just off black hose, black shirt, and heels opposed to my boots, and my wig was not in a pony tail.
When I stepped out to get to my car I was reminded of the wonderful feeling of air going up and down my legs.
I got in the mini, fired up the engine and headed out, destination? The closest CD gathering in my area. I had gotten an invite from a very nice member here to attend.
When I arrived at the club, I was admittedly uncertain. I had not had the sensation of wearing a skirt with high heeled pumps out of the house since my Rock Horror day...apox 20 years ago. I have to say, IT FELT GREAT. LOL.
I opened the door into what I now realized was a bar....I don't think I have ever been in a bar so to say. The Goth club that I usually attend on Mondays has a bar, but it is a dance club predominantly. As I took in the venue I was greeted by quite an attractive female bartender "Hi honey". Now that felt weird, but I immediately realized I am going to have to get used to that quickly.
Well I saw a bunch of cds all talking in a group, and recognized the one from here that had invited me. She immediately introduced me to the others. It felt fascinating to hear my handle "Pythos" being used to identify me outside of the Goth club, friends circle, and on line forums. I was also refered to as "her" and "she" and I had no problems with that.
Once I got settled I slid out of my security blanket, my trench coat. I felt naked...lol. It has been too long since out of the house in a skirt and hose. I think I was steady on my heels. Then I saw my reflection in the mirror. I wanted my camera so I could get a shot of my dark self in such odd surroundings. No pounding music, no black lights, no dark brooding tones. I was a bit out of my environment. It felt good. LOL.
I met several others, but mostly hung out with the one who invited me, and one other. Both were great to be with. Very friendly, and of all things we talked about my first love...flying. LOL. What was really neat was these two had good knowledge of the beasts in the skies that dominate my life. When at the club, or with my friends I am almost always teaching when aviation comes up. Here we were talking like equals.
Later we played pool, which I love. Once again while setting up shots I became very much aware that I was wearing a leather mini skirt and hose, along with falsies. I loved how it felt to have my long hair sweep with my head movements. I also loved how my skirt felt at the hem against my legs, as well as the feeling of it tightening around my posterior, as I moved to set up shots. There was one shot where I was on the table with my hip....Gods I felt sexi. LOL.
The music playing unfortunately did nothing for me. I tried but the minor tones were not there. LOL.
I towered over most there, which was disconcerting in a way, until one of the cds said as I was back in my trench ready to head home " I like how you look with the heels, you made the right choice with those opposed to the flats.
I had fun, and will hopefully go to the next such meeting.
Thank you to you that invited me.