Miss Mandy
09-10-2012, 04:43 AM
Chronology of a Crossdresser
Come with me on a journey backward into the dark recesses of time, many decades, and countless moments, to unravel the emergence of a crossdresser. Was I born this way or did my circumstances form me? I know not. My story is much like yours to be sure. Perhaps you will recognize many elements, perhaps you will not..
After reading this, please tell us your story!!!
The Story of Miss Jessica
1975: Born in medium-sized city in the South.
1979: Mom dressed me up in my older sister's cheerleading uniform as a joke
1979-1986: Lived a completely normal boy's life: Football, baseball, playing army in the woods, hunting, fishing, hiking, etc
1987: Puberty hits; become interested in girls, look at girly magazines, yet strangely, one late night after playing Nintendo, I sneak into my mother's room and steal a pair of her pantyhose. I try them on. I love it!
1987-1989: Mom gets a job; I have the house to myself in the afternoons; start trying on her lingerie and make-up.
1990: I go to a local Frederick's of Hollywood store in the mall and sheepishly buy a pair of thigh-high fishnet stockings. The young, attractive sales lady only smiles as I pay for them. As I walk out of the mall, I unexpectedly meet my uncle there...he asks why I'm carrying a pink store bag... Later that year, I spend an afternoon at my newlywed sister's house for a birthday party; I sneak inside and ramble through her underwear drawer and discover a garterbelt. I put it and her stockings on and nearly get caught by her husband...
1991-1993: Work at a local grocery store as a bagger and checkout clerk. As I take out the groceries of an attractive 30-something women to her sports car, she lights up a Virginia Slim 120 and tells me that I bet I would like to smoke one and dress up as her little sissy girl...wow, what a thing to hear as a 16 year old boy.
1993-1995: Graduate HS; enter college; CDing takes a hiatus.
1995: Discover the Internet; start making CD search queries
1996: Mom gets a job at a local Bed and Breakfast; local scandal is created after B&B owner's husband is discovered to be a CD. I am secretly intrigued...
1997: On a January night, I make a secret 2-hour trip to Ritzy Rags (closed now) in Atlanta, GA to have a makeover. I am young, thin, and make a great blond. Not bad for the low, low cost of $100. On the way home late that night, I chose "Jessica" as my femme name; Meet my future wife (an only child) in late 1997 and tell her that I like to wear women's clothing after the third date. She is excited to finally have a "sister" to play dress-up with.
1997-1999: Courtship with future wife; play dress-up on multiple occasions (often with her sleeping parents just a few rooms away...he he)
2000: Married; move out of parents house, buy a collection of lingerie, shoes, and thigh-high boots; Wife dresses me up on our overseas honeymoon. Nothing like a corset, thigh-highs, forearm length velvet gloves, and full make-up on in a B&B in the British Isles...
2000-2003: Dress often, wife buys me a wig, build a secret "dressing room" in the dark basement of our first house.
2003: Wife grows cold to my obsessive dressing; only major purge (costing hundreds of dollars); resolve to "quit" ha ha
2003-2006: Move to New England; little to no dressing until I decide to walk into a near-empty lingerie store near Boston, MA around 10:00 AM. Ask for a Rago corsolette in 42 D "for my wife". Older sales lady smiles and then asks me if its really for me...I blush, break down, and admit that it is indeed for me and she shows me to the dressing room. I buy it and start dressing again off and on.
2007: Move back south; wife is only barely lukewarm to dressing now.
2008: Sneak off to Phoebe Cross in Atlanta, Ga for an overnight stay and makeover. Only tell wife about it two years later.
2008-2010: Occasional dressing; Children come into the picture: career hits high gear.
2010: Start to dress more frequently; buy more women's lingerie (with the consent of my wife)
2011: Buy make-up and wigs for first time in years; start cleaning and doing chores for my wife; she buys me a maids uniform. She amazingly becomes completely at ease with my dressing once again. She even suggests we take a trip out of town in the near future with me in femme. I begin to find a peace once again...
March 2012: Go into public for the first time fully dressed. My wife and I get a room in a very elegant hotel for two days...I get dressed up in a beautiful black mini-skirt and along with my wife, make a mad dash for the service elevator of said hotel. Oh my god!!!...service elevator stops on third floor and a hotel maid steps on...she looks at my wife (who is dressed elegantly for a night on the town) and I and says "you girls are looking good"
Summer 2012: Make multiple trips to various gays bars and drag shows in our city fully dressed and with the full consent of my wife. Local masquerade party held at a club in June. My wife dresses me is a full latex body suit, attached hood, pony tail, made-up eyes and lips, and thigh high boots and sends me on my way...wow...(what more can I say)
Late Summer 2012: Move to a new town, wife stays back in old city to finish school. Have many, many days to dress as I please...wife even buys me a new ensemble of Clinique products to indulge myself in her absence. She forbids me to smoke my VS 120s unless she says it's ok and I must be fully dressed as Miss Jessica and wearing fully-painted long nails. Needless to say I am dressing more...
To be continued...
Miss Jessica
Come with me on a journey backward into the dark recesses of time, many decades, and countless moments, to unravel the emergence of a crossdresser. Was I born this way or did my circumstances form me? I know not. My story is much like yours to be sure. Perhaps you will recognize many elements, perhaps you will not..
After reading this, please tell us your story!!!
The Story of Miss Jessica
1975: Born in medium-sized city in the South.
1979: Mom dressed me up in my older sister's cheerleading uniform as a joke
1979-1986: Lived a completely normal boy's life: Football, baseball, playing army in the woods, hunting, fishing, hiking, etc
1987: Puberty hits; become interested in girls, look at girly magazines, yet strangely, one late night after playing Nintendo, I sneak into my mother's room and steal a pair of her pantyhose. I try them on. I love it!
1987-1989: Mom gets a job; I have the house to myself in the afternoons; start trying on her lingerie and make-up.
1990: I go to a local Frederick's of Hollywood store in the mall and sheepishly buy a pair of thigh-high fishnet stockings. The young, attractive sales lady only smiles as I pay for them. As I walk out of the mall, I unexpectedly meet my uncle there...he asks why I'm carrying a pink store bag... Later that year, I spend an afternoon at my newlywed sister's house for a birthday party; I sneak inside and ramble through her underwear drawer and discover a garterbelt. I put it and her stockings on and nearly get caught by her husband...
1991-1993: Work at a local grocery store as a bagger and checkout clerk. As I take out the groceries of an attractive 30-something women to her sports car, she lights up a Virginia Slim 120 and tells me that I bet I would like to smoke one and dress up as her little sissy girl...wow, what a thing to hear as a 16 year old boy.
1993-1995: Graduate HS; enter college; CDing takes a hiatus.
1995: Discover the Internet; start making CD search queries
1996: Mom gets a job at a local Bed and Breakfast; local scandal is created after B&B owner's husband is discovered to be a CD. I am secretly intrigued...
1997: On a January night, I make a secret 2-hour trip to Ritzy Rags (closed now) in Atlanta, GA to have a makeover. I am young, thin, and make a great blond. Not bad for the low, low cost of $100. On the way home late that night, I chose "Jessica" as my femme name; Meet my future wife (an only child) in late 1997 and tell her that I like to wear women's clothing after the third date. She is excited to finally have a "sister" to play dress-up with.
1997-1999: Courtship with future wife; play dress-up on multiple occasions (often with her sleeping parents just a few rooms away...he he)
2000: Married; move out of parents house, buy a collection of lingerie, shoes, and thigh-high boots; Wife dresses me up on our overseas honeymoon. Nothing like a corset, thigh-highs, forearm length velvet gloves, and full make-up on in a B&B in the British Isles...
2000-2003: Dress often, wife buys me a wig, build a secret "dressing room" in the dark basement of our first house.
2003: Wife grows cold to my obsessive dressing; only major purge (costing hundreds of dollars); resolve to "quit" ha ha
2003-2006: Move to New England; little to no dressing until I decide to walk into a near-empty lingerie store near Boston, MA around 10:00 AM. Ask for a Rago corsolette in 42 D "for my wife". Older sales lady smiles and then asks me if its really for me...I blush, break down, and admit that it is indeed for me and she shows me to the dressing room. I buy it and start dressing again off and on.
2007: Move back south; wife is only barely lukewarm to dressing now.
2008: Sneak off to Phoebe Cross in Atlanta, Ga for an overnight stay and makeover. Only tell wife about it two years later.
2008-2010: Occasional dressing; Children come into the picture: career hits high gear.
2010: Start to dress more frequently; buy more women's lingerie (with the consent of my wife)
2011: Buy make-up and wigs for first time in years; start cleaning and doing chores for my wife; she buys me a maids uniform. She amazingly becomes completely at ease with my dressing once again. She even suggests we take a trip out of town in the near future with me in femme. I begin to find a peace once again...
March 2012: Go into public for the first time fully dressed. My wife and I get a room in a very elegant hotel for two days...I get dressed up in a beautiful black mini-skirt and along with my wife, make a mad dash for the service elevator of said hotel. Oh my god!!!...service elevator stops on third floor and a hotel maid steps on...she looks at my wife (who is dressed elegantly for a night on the town) and I and says "you girls are looking good"
Summer 2012: Make multiple trips to various gays bars and drag shows in our city fully dressed and with the full consent of my wife. Local masquerade party held at a club in June. My wife dresses me is a full latex body suit, attached hood, pony tail, made-up eyes and lips, and thigh high boots and sends me on my way...wow...(what more can I say)
Late Summer 2012: Move to a new town, wife stays back in old city to finish school. Have many, many days to dress as I please...wife even buys me a new ensemble of Clinique products to indulge myself in her absence. She forbids me to smoke my VS 120s unless she says it's ok and I must be fully dressed as Miss Jessica and wearing fully-painted long nails. Needless to say I am dressing more...
To be continued...
Miss Jessica