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I still remember when I was a kid when my sisters and her friends dressed me as a girl. they made me wear a frock and I had long hair. They used to do this quite often take me to the park dressed as a girl. In beginning I felt bad but later it was fun as a kid. I miss those days.
I was an only child, and my mother always wanted a girl, my dad used to work alot of nights and weekends. When I was around 3 my mother used to dress me as a girl every chance that she got whenever my dad wasn't home...when I became of school age everyday after school she would dress me as her little girl, this went on until my first or second year of high school...I must say that I miss those days...now that I am in my mid 60's and have gone through 2 bad marriages, I am on my own to do as I please...it has been a long road for me but I decided a year and a half ago to go on hormone therapy through my doctors advice...I can not tell you how much better i feel about myself...in another year or so I will go through the srs surgery and become the person I was ment to be
Hugs to all
lol..... "Forced"....... the neighborhood girls used to play a game "catch the boy and put a dress on him" and while not the slowest boy in the neighborhood I managed to get caught way more than anyone else.....
I never got to play that game you describe Karen.
I played mothers and fathers with the girls and they thought I was good because I would always wear the little girls dress for them.
I would get wheeled around in a big pram everywhere and with a dummy in my mouth old women about 25 would say what a lovely sister you have.
I looked a bit big for sucking a dummy though
OK! Now I'm wondering if those little girls, having grown into women, have "forced" their manly men to cross dress. Or, do they now find cross dressing to be revolting? Or, have they dressed their own sons in little girls attire? Unfortunately, I did not have an older sister, female cousins or female playmates. What's my excuse?
I've heard of a sport (in Texas I think) where you have to catch a sheep and put panties on it. I think this may just be a regional variation.-CelesteQuote:
Originally Posted by Karren Hutton
Fortunately, or unfortunately in this case, I am not the type of person who allows anyone to "force" me into anything. None of my sisters, nor my mom, ever tried dressing me in girl clothes. This came about all by itself. Unexplained and to this day unanswered as to "why".
I hear there's a similar game in Scotland where you have to catch a sheep, and get its panties offQuote:
Originally Posted by tgirlceleste
When my mom caught me in her bra, panties, girdle and stockings at age eight every weekend for three months I had to wear the female outfit including heels. Little did she know that pushed me over the edge and now at seventy I still dress but more often then weekends.
As a child I must have given off many clues that I would rather be a girl than a boy. I did have an aunt that forcibly dressed me in my cousin's clothes. I have never been so embarrassed or humiliated in my life. I was taken out to play with a bunch of other cousins - boys and girls. A year or two later she gave me a whipping with a rubber hose. I didn't think she would ever stop.
As a child I would often have to wear my sister's underwear because mine were 'dirty'. I would sometimes have to wear some of her socks also. When I was three and a half I was baptized in a very frilly white dress. I don't remember that but just a few years ago I saw the pictures of me taken that day. I was never embarrassed to be seen playing with girls in my neighborhood and girly things just seemed natural to me. I didn't really understand the difference between boys and girls and was often surprised that some of the girls would get new dresses and I wouldn't. I remember often wondering about that. My father always discouraged me from thinking about girly things and playing with the girls. My aunt dressed me after I came to realize what the boy girl fuss was all about.
There was a thread about this some years ago and I can remember a GG member ( I believe it was Demonic Daughter) who brought out a few facts about forced dressing and that it is not always a pleasant situation to be in so although I can see that for many it would sound ideal just remember that there can be bad sides to it as well .
I remember as a nine year old child and my steomother thought it would be cute to dress me up as a girl for halloween and all the houses I went too thought I really was a girl it was weird at the time yet intriguing. then when I was 25 I dress again as a female for Halloween and everybody thought I was my daughters mother .....what a rush,, and I still get great comfort in my self when in female dress. who would have ever thought it, My only problem is my current wife thinks it a sexual thing when actually its the exact opposite, I actually like dressing when I clean house and its like I step into another persons body
Did I mention I grew up in Houston? lolQuote:
Originally Posted by tgirlceleste
do your sister's know that you crossdress now?Quote:
Originally Posted by rah
sue ellan
wear pretty lingerie. life is too short not to
You had to wear an outfit consisting of female clothes every weekend for THREE months as punishment??? Wasn't that unusually severe?Quote:
Originally Posted by Foxy Lady
No disrespect to your (presumably) now dearly departed mother - but the degree of her over-reaction suggests that she had some issues of her own surrounding this, and at the very least, perhaps harbored a suppressed desire to have a daughter which this episode unleashed...
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Originally Posted by Karren Hutton
Houston....we have a problem....
OMG!
You want me to put that on?
Please your kidding right?
Does this make me look fat?
I hung with girls mostly growing up and did it all the time at their request.
I liked it and they knew it.
My sister and her girlfriends dressed me, and practiced makeup on me. To this day, if someone walks by me with a dress, I instictively put it on and pose,-CelesteQuote:
Originally Posted by Tracii G
No I have never been FORCED to do it at all. There was one time when spending the weekend with one of my girl cousin's, she and my sister were putting on make up and curlers, yes curlers. (does anyone remember those?). So we all three had a good time doing that. We all sort of laughed like it was funny, but it was more fun to me than funny. But however, I wouldn't mind my wife FORCING, me to get all dolled up and bossing me around for a whole evening. I would like that.
These stories take me back to my college days.
After our date, we went back to her sorority house and she snuck me in! It was me in a big room filled with coeds. We had a few drinks. They must have put something in mine. When I woke up, I was in full makeup, wig, heels, and prom dress! Tied and gagged, I was helpless and at their mercy!
I used to have that dream a lot! Sigh!
wow, forced dressing when young sounds like quite a "nurturing" experience. Too bad i didnt get any of it...
Only once was I forced when I was 14, mom came home and busted me big time as I was really dressed up. Oh ya she was mad as hell made me strip removed all my makeup and forced me to wear a stright blue skirt and a simple white blouse then off to the cleaners where I had to take her dress in that I had worn and I had to have it dry clean, then off to the store to pick up something for supper and forced to push the cart and put the grocery up on the check out. That evening I was informed if I wanted to be a girl she was going to make me a girl, so the entire weekend I had to dress as a teen ager. WOW the go old days and that was the beginning of CarolAnn the name she gave me.
Having 3 older sisters, and me being the youngest, I was dressed femme every day after school. My Mom worked and my sisters had the job of watching their lil brother. And that they did. From when I was 7 until I was a teen. As they got older, my clothes got more detailed, and yes make up and hair styling. It started me off as a CD, and I do it to this day. My sisters know I dress, and whenever we have family get togethers, we always have a girls night out. My oldest sisters husband also became a CD with her coaching. When I was married, I did not have to come out to my wife as my sisters took care of that part of the job for me. This allowed my wife to become my mentor and also a girl friend. Yes I miss the early days, but I am glad it all happened the way it did. Veronnie2
sue ellan no they do not know
I'll bet that must have been a real "bummer", right Hon? ;):battingeyelashes::)
Ok, sorry to go off topic but the curiosity is killing me. Karen, how on earth did you get into Hockey growing up in Houston?Quote:
Originally Posted by Karren Hutton
On topic though, I was one of those that NO ONE ever forced me to do anything. That was the quickest way to get me to put on the brakes. I would take my beating if needed but I wouldn't give in. Oddly enough though, I have fantasized about that occasionaly. :o Over the course of my life I have found that kind of stubbornness can be good sometimes .... and bad sometimes. :D
I've only had the fantasy. I was thin and had long blonde hair in my early 20s. I came across an attractive slightly older woman that looked at me and said she'd like to put a dress on me back at her apartment. Since her husband and about 3 of my friends were present I didn't say anything, but inside I wanted to wear her dress so bad!
I remember mom saying something about that this should cure me of dressing like that.
Certainly beats Kiss ChaseQuote:
Originally Posted by Karren Hutton
Maria
When I was young (age 6 or so) there were very few children in my neighborhood, except for the house directly across the street. They had three daughters: one about my age, one a couple years older, and a third a couple years older than her. They always wanted to play "dress up". They never physically forced me to crossdress, but they did tell me I only had two choices: dress as a girl along with them, or go home and play by myself. They dressed me up more than once.
Like Karen, I was dying to be picked for dressing
I always lost when I was chased around, caught and forced to dress as female by my imaginary friends. Damn them for doing this to me.
Forced crossdressing is a fantasy. A bad fatasy? I'll leave that up to you to decide.
never been in any dressing games :( think i would have "accidentally" been caught on purpose though haha
Being "forced" to dress usually requires a high degree of cooperation (hence placing "forced" in quotation marks). I've had the fantasy: mowed sexy neighbor woman's yard, invited inside for cold lemonade, clothes all sweaty "let me throw them in the washer real quick", "here, put this on", more and more femme wear, then makeup,wig, high heels, etc., enjoyable conclusion.
May the "force" be with you.
Although this never happened to me, I have to confess it is one of my greatest fantasies: to be caught and force-femmed as in your experience. I would have loved it, at least, I would with my mindset now, but not sure about back then. Even if I did on the inside I would have never admitted it. Fantastic thread.Quote:
Originally Posted by Carol A
When I was a kid I had a neighbor hood friend that was allowed and encouraged to wear women's undies by his mom and sister. I wasn't allowed at home. Sean and his sister and I sure did have a lot of fun.
Holy Crow, talk about the good ol days...........Quote:
Originally Posted by rah
It's clearly a fantasy for quite a lot of us in here, but what pleasantly surprises me more is that so many already experienced this for real as a child. We used to have non-uniform day at school when I was a teenager and I remember fantasizing that one day it would be reverse uniform day where boys had to dress as girls, and that I would be kind of force femmes into it. But that I would make a really pretty girl and that the one day woul turn into a semi permanent thing where I would go as a girl for months.
So long story short, you lucky things getting dressed like this in real life!
My sister dressed me up once when I was around 7. No wig or makeup but I wore her clothes. I have a picture of it. I was so cute!! The closest I've come to getting forced to dress was when I went to a dominatrix about 20 years ago. She's the one who got me into dressing. She said to me "you should try wearing pantyhose since you like nylons so much". It was all downhill from there :-) Ever since that day, I've fantasized about being "encouraged" to dress. I've had a few moments here and there throughout the years with various hosiery store clerks and even a female TG club owner who have told me that I should dress and keep dressing. This is, of course, after I spilled the beans to them that I enjoy feminizing myself and being encouraged to feminize myself. It's a nice little "high". :-)
Probably some of us have forced to crossdress experience, i have a few by my aunt too , i can not remember how much i was happy about it :)
I remember those days.. It was my neighbor that dressed me up numerous times during the summer when school was out. I the beginning it wasn't so fun, but here I am now.. lol
I feel so lucky! as a young boy of about ten I was tall and thin. My mother was the local seamstress in our small town. She would make dresses for all the local ladies. My mother began using me as a prop to piece the dresses together.I would stand on a box and hold the pieces straight or get stuck with a pen. I would sometimes have to put on heels to get the length just right, and often I would need to put on a bra so she could detail the bust seam. At first I protested, but I always lost the fight(lucky). Sometimes I would be in heels, bra and dress when ladies would show up to pick up their dresses. I soon learned to enjoy the feel of nylon and silk, and after a couple of years I think mother felt that I was enjoying it too much and it ended quickly. To this day I thank my mom for that special experiance. She never said anything about that later, but I am sure she knew how much I enjoyed it.
What a delightful story. I would have died and gone to heaven for that experience, at least nowadays. Must have been so nice being her mannequin :) too bad she did encourage it, odd in a way since she must have realized to some extent what she was doing to you at the time. At least you had some fun with it. Thanks for sharing.
Its delightful!
I don't remember being forced to cross dress. When I was six or seven that was when I realized that there was a clear difference in boys or girls clothes. Up until then I was comfortable wearing one or the other. After that it was fun to be a girl once in a while. It was taken a big step further as a cub scout in the skits for pack meetings where I wore everything wig makeup the works. It was fun then and it's fun now. But there was no overt effort on anyones part to force me, I just cross dressed willingly.
my aunt once asked me if i wanted to play dressup, it was silly and innocent i was like 10 but when i went home i wanted to wear my moms clothing, and i did hahahha
Where do you find heels for an eight year old? Or a bra?Quote:
Originally Posted by Foxy Lady
When I was a young child, perhaps five years old, my mother would sew dresses for her nieces (she had three sons, no daughters). She would make me model the dresses so she could use the chalk thingy to mark the hems before sewing them.Quote:
Originally Posted by famousunknown
I didn't like it at the time.
I would call that "forced dressing" because at that age you're pretty much stuck doing what your parents tell you to do.