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my semi couragious story
Ive been crossdressing for about five years, two years before I met my ex fieonce (thats not even close to the right spelling is it? oh well). I was going out with her for about a year before I told her about it but when I finally did she was supprisingly ok with it. No actually she was more than ok wth it she actually incouraged it, the only condition was when she needed her man I had to be there for her. Anyhoo she used to buy all of my clothes for me as I was WAY to scared, occasionally she would make me hold and pay for y own purcheses but becaucse I was with her everyone one assumed I was buying for my girlfriend and paid no attenton. At the beginning of last year she moved interstate for school and we ended up breaking up (long distance is hard). I suddenly realised that I had no one to become Erica with and very almost ended my life (but lets not talk abot that, im fine now). Anyhoo she got really worried and told her best friend about the whole ordeal which included my becoming Erica. And once again very supprisingly instedad of getting weird or slipping into an awrkward silience every time we were in the same room she rang me the next day and asked if she could meet Erica.
I was a little scared and skeptical of her intentions but the prospect of having another person to dress up with once again was far to exciting to pass up. over the next few weeks we got together and I would become Erica, we would hang out and watch girly movies etc. until one day she suggested that her and Erica should go shopping sometime, she said that she would drive me up to a shopping centre about and hours drive away from where we live (I had never been there before) so there would be very little chance of running into someone I know. Amazingly I agreed to the shopping trip and fully intended to go fully dressed until the last moment and I chickened out on the getting dressed part (aside from a pair f pink panties of course). She was a little disapointed but after I assured her that I would try on some clothes we were n our way.
Our first stop after getting to the shop was target, as I needed a new pair of jeans, Kelly (fake name) picked out a pair of black demin jeans and threw me a few different sizes and pointed me toward the changing rooms. I walked up to the attendent and showed her the items I wanted to try on, she pointed to a narrow corridor, hardly raising her head (im not sure if she even reaised they were girls jeans). I found an empty cubicle and was supprised to fnd out that I was a size 8 (buy the way they look fantastic, I hope to get a digital camera soon and I can show you all). Our next stop was a really posh formal wear shop (I forgot the name) I spotted a ABSOLUTELT STUNNING black backless strappy formal dress. I admired it for a while as Kelly urged me to try it on, I was scared stiff, after all this wasn't a pair of jeans. Finally I plucked up the courage, I snatched the dress from the rack and (a little quicker than normal) walked to the change rooms. This rime there was no attendant which was a releif but also a little dissapionting. The dres was a perfect fit and I looked adorable (exept it showed off my back which is one of my only features I don't like). I admired myself in the mirror for a while until I heard Kelly call out and ask me how I was gong. I took one last look at mysef in the mirror and was suddenly filled with confidence, I drew back the curtain and walked out into the shop and said in my most girlish voice "see for yourself". Kelly was thrilled and complimented me on how ggod I looked (I have long hair and have been shaving my body hair for a while, plus I do have kind of a girly figure naturally but with o make up or breast forms there was no way I could pass). After removing the dres and placing it back on the rack ($500 being a little out of my price range) we moved on to supre where I spotted the perfect pink cotton jacket to go with my new jeans. I was feeling absolutely empowered at this stage as the trip so far had gone so well that I grabbed the jacket walked straight u to the girl behind the counter and ignorng the other custmers in the store asked in a loud mut girlish voice if I could try it on. The girl behind the counter smiled and said certainly miss (I couldn't have imagend before that day how good it could feel to be called miss my a complete stranger). she walked me to the change room where I tried on three sizes and found a perfect fit in a size 12. I removed the jacket and stepped back into the store, the girl smiled and asked me how I went, I said I would take the size twelve and thus ended the most satasfying experiece of my life.
Before I left the mall I also got my other ear peirced so I can wear lovely pairs of earings.
Wow that was long, sorry to anyone that is still reading I mut have bored your panties off but I was just so proud of myself I had to share the experiance. :D
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My thoughts
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Hello Erica,
nice to here from others that just let themselve go. What a successful day shopping. I know theres one ? that is on everyones mind right now, and it is, Did you go out with your girlfriend again and go out as Erica????? I've just got to know.
Love Suzzie (Q) :p
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Soon, very soon
Unfortunantly I work ALOT and so does she so I don't have as much time as i'd like to go out as Erica, especially considering I have a fairly busy soicial life with friends who don't know about Erica. But 'Kelly' and I are in the middle of arranging a drive out to a new market type shopping centre about and hour out of Adelaide. Her parents are away for a while so I'll be able to get changed at her place before we leave. Im nevervous but also very anxious.
Oh also a few days ago an old friend and is girlfriend came over and I happened to be wearing fishnets at the time, my mates girlfriend saw them and got very excited. They have now invited me (Erica) to have a foursome with them and another girl which could be.......interesting ;)
