I can remember wanted to from a very early age. But the first time I was probably around 8 when I put on my sisters Guess jeans.
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I can remember wanted to from a very early age. But the first time I was probably around 8 when I put on my sisters Guess jeans.
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I remember being 10, playing dress-up with my sister and finding an old Halloween costume, some girly pink fairy dress. I put it on just for fun, but when I went to take it off, I caught myself in the mirror and couldn't stop staring. It felt so wrong, but in a way that gave me a crazy rush.
I filed that desire away and didn't think much of it. Then a year or so later, I saw the movie "Ladybugs" on TV. It's about a boy who has to dress like a girl to play on a girls soccer team. In one scene, he has to learn how to act more lady-like, so he's taken to a dress store. He ends up in a white flowery dress with lace trim and a little rose on the front, with a blonde wig with bangs that made him look just like all the girls I had crushes on in middle school. I taped the scene off TV and watched it over and over- I wanted to be him so bad! From then on, I was hooked on dresses- the more flowery the better!
13 tried on a cousins tights,leotard and knee high heeled boots.was going to be a cat for halloween
Nail polish about 5, clothes mmm 8 or so. I still remember pretty vividly putting on nail polish too!
I was you very young 6 or 7 so i really had no idea. But its in some of us. I like been a guy but I also like been girly.
I remember being 4 or 5 and trying on my aunt's stockings that were hanging in the bathroom. I always felt she knew what I was up to in there. I have been hooked ever since
Very early. I must have been like 3 or 4 when my mom asked me to wear my sister's panties since my underwear was all being washed. I must have liked it. The other vague memory is me at about 5 or so wearing a frilly dress from my sister and being caught in it. I don't recall what happened but i was hooked. Ever since then i would wear my sister's skirts in the bathroom and i'd put on pants over them to go to my room. With the benefit of hindsight i believe my parents must have suspected, but said nothing...
i think i was 5 when i put on some clothes of my mother. the blouse was much too large and i had to use a belt for the skirt :)
I started when i was six i used to put om my sisters panties. at 8 my step dad made me dress in all my sisters clothes and sat me on the front porch so everyone could see me.i was hooked for life
I think I wss about 8 when I tried om my Mum's swimming costume. The thing is, I don't know what drove me to want to try it on. It just felt really nice.
I have been wearing womens clothes as far back as a child can remember
When I was about 7 or 8 my mom accidentally washed a pair of my tighty whiteys with a red shirt and they came out pink. She put them back in my drawer and said I didn't have to wear them if I didn't want to. I remember frequently wearing them under another pair just because I loved the look of the pink. I learned how to do my own laundry from this, too :)
From there I waited until puberty and began trying on her undies and even some of my sister's when I was able. Now I don't even own any men's undies (except for a few really high priced pairs from Prevail I purchased years ago before realizing panties were the way to go).
I was 12 wen I first tried dressing up. Was at my aunts house nd noticed sum lingerie she had nd sum thigh stockings. So I took them hm with me nd later on that night I tried it on n mmmmm fell in love with it.
Hi there...
I began when I was about 10 years old. I didn't think twice about doing it. My mother was out all day and I did the proverbial closet raid. I was able to fit in everything quite well...a blouse, panties, tights, heels. The big challenge was putting everything right back where it belonged. Quite frankly, I believe she had her suspicions but it was never discussed.
Anyway, for a months after that, I continued. One great resource I had was the laundry room in our apartment building. There always seemed to be some dresses and stockings that were left behind. We had a neighbor who would ask me to cat sit for her while she would go to work, etc. I would have my little stash of clothes in a bag and dress in her apartment and just hang out.
I have thought about it for a long time, but only got the courage to actually do it after I retired from work.. I just started the first of last month at age 67. I have a lot of catching up to do. I really feel like it will be a great ride!
Like many others, about seven or eight years old, although I know I wanted to long before that--I used to wait for new department store mail order catalogues with incredible anticipation (Eatons, Sears and Woodwards here in Canada)...I would gaze at the lingerie photos with so much longing and curiousity! Finally, I gathered the courage to explore my mom's dresser, and I vividly remember trying on her Vanity Fair full panties and a slip. I was in heaven...but mortified at the prospect of being caught.
I believe I was 8 or 9 and had always had a curiosity of sorts in the back of my head about the womens garments I would see in the Sunday paper and in misc. movies I maybe shouldn't have been watching at such a young age. Like many, that led to me going through my mothers drawers each and every time they had gone out and left me home alone...this carried through til my late teens when I left for college. I really love the various materials of women's undergarments and the way they feel. Safe to say I too am hooked and get some very strong urges to dress at times.
Hi everyone
I started with Moms panties at age 5 and loved it . When I was 9 she helped me dress as a girl fro Halloween panties slip and petticoat dress shoes the works and I was hooked.
She did not take the things back after and I dressed off and on for years I now live fem 24//7 and just turned 69 . It has been a long and wonderful journey.
Hugs Annette
Rikki Dove Honey Congratulations for you sweetie.
The truth is some men are more manly than others , at age 14 I had breasts and a hot woman whispered in my ear that my tits were bigger than hers and I should wear a brassiere and her lips touched me when she said that word , a week later I saw a black lace bra on the floor of my sisters bedroom , I tried it on and almost feinted from the wonderful sensation , it fit me like I was measured for it
and I have loved wearing a bra ever since .
As we age , men turn into women it seems and women get more masculine . Since I turned into a sissyboi at age 14, I wore my moms stuff next and got caught in her bra girdle stockings and slip
all excited and just about to start mincing in the mirror as I looked quite cute with breasts in sexy lingerie, so
my mother was as confused as I was so she asked her gay friends what she should do to help me , she shopped for me and got me my own lingerie, their advise to keep me from stealing as boys
with a sexual fetish for lingerie will tend to do and....
I have kept growing more female as her friends said I would, and I still adore wearing a bra now a 42C and now I love dressing up for men who like sissies in bras and stockings with slips heels and makeup . Some times I even wear my hair styled for a mans pleasure and a hair comb to look as ****ty and femme as I can for him and wear a blouse and skirt too , might as well wear as much clothing as you can if you are going to get stripped right away to your bra girdle and stockings heels to be a femme sissy for real men . So that is where you are heading honey let me know if you ever get to the state of Az we can play , I buy the drinks .
I remember being as young as 5 or 6 when an older girl who used to look after me after school putting lipstick and nail varnish on me and me loving it.
I was probably 14 or 15 when I first started trying on the odd bit of clothing when the opportunity presented itself, and 21 (last year) the first time I ever went full wig, make up, dress and actually passed for a girl.
I was very very young when I tried cross dressing. I would try using shipping box corner isolators tied together with string. It worked until someone found them and removed them.
the first time I was in first grade I put on my sisters panties and tights
I started later in life than most. I used to wear my wife's lingerie during our first years in college.
I believe i was about 6 or 7 when I would play with a neighbor girl, Cathie. Her aunt lived next door and we would play at her house. Cathie wanted us to play as girlfriends and would bring some of her clothes for me to wear. I loved being her girlfriend! We would experiment with aunts make up and i felt so pretty. I then started wearing my mothers clothes when I was home alone.
Vaguely. In my younger teens with what was available. Panties only, I recall.
I started when i was 4 or 5 with my mothers jewelry and then it progressed slowly from there.
first time i wear in 8 years old my mother"s black leather 3" heel pair of boots
My mom held dress up to me when i wa 5 to check the size for a friends bday gift and I thout it would look nice on me. Didn't get to try it on though. A few years after that found a dress that would fit and tried it on and been hooked ever since.
I remember trying on my mom's nightie and shoes when I was 6 or 7. When I was 11, I went the whole way and wore her bra, panties and slip. I also tried on her makeup, powder, lipstick, eyebrow pencil. Unfortunately, by this time, I had otgrown any of her dresses and shoes.
When I was around 9 or 10 I remember my mom going on about something or other with her pantyhose. Just to see what the fuss was I tried on a pair of her hose and very clearly remember the cool feeling of the air passing through the weave, the comfortable compression (by 10 I was nearly the same size as my mom) and wondering why Dad wasn't chipping in on the conversation. Back then I never thought it would become as important a part of who I am as it has.
I raided moms lingerie drawer at 8-9 and that was it for me. Until I could no longer fit in moms stuff. I think she knew but never said anything. At age 12 she dressed me as a girl for Halloween. I wish I could find the picture she took of me.
I was 15, playing one of the kid roles in a professional production of Macbeth. Dressing room space was limited, so couple of the gay men and me (go figure!) shared space with the female cast with just a clothes rack separating us. One night when I was alone in the dressing area, I noticed a pair of panties on a chair. I pocketed them, took them home, put them on and masturbated. Around that same time I discovered a trunk in the attic with a couple of nightgowns in it and started wearing one to bed. Over the next years I found or purloined panties until I got up the nerve to buy my own along with a matching bra in my early twenties.
I recall playing about with my aunt's tights in my room at night, aged abouty 6 or 7. It's just coming back to me now that I also used to drag myself along in high heels, and although they were probably quite small, they seemed huge to me as a young child.
Later on I started wearing my sister's knickers when they were in the washing basket or when I got a chance to sneak into her room. The first pair of my own were stolen, I am sorry to say, from a changing room in a shop. Another pair were stolen from the washing of the house next door where there were four girls living but alas they were too small. I no longer steal these days and get a thrill out of buying my own.
Very much a novice and limited to a few items under my male clothes. Bought a bra and some tights a few days ago which is a new departure. Tights are a drag, if you will pardon the pun - I just put a hole in a brand new pair with my fingernail. Enjoyed buying them though and the young foreign lady at the till was fun and chatty.
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Originally Posted by Ryce
I started to crossdress between the age of 5 to 7.:o
I've always preferred dressing as a girl. I'm just happier in skirts.
I remember exactly when I started as I was 10 and the folks had a cocktail party at house and then went out to dinner. I started sampling the bourbon which I'd never done before and got quite high if not drunk. Not remember totally why but I went into mom's lingerie drawers and put on a nylon panty and bra. Her being a C cup I stuffed the bra with other panties. I felt so good as I walked around the house with a small glass of bourbon feeling what it must be like to be a woman. It was evening and I got brave and went out into the yard and walked around for quite awhile just in her panty and bra and found it quite exciting and to this day still think it's quite exciting as I'm sitting here now typing this in a wonderful bra and panty but this time they are my own.
I was 6-7 - got out of the bath tub at home and there on the shower rod was a pair of moms stockings- I don't know why , but the next thing I knew, I had them on - I am amazed at how young most of us were and how we have gotten to where we are now -all in different settings and circumstances, but with the same basic understanding of Nd need for ourselves.
I was seven yars old when I put my sisters panties and bras on. She was 17 at the time.
When I was 4 or five my mom caught me in my sisters room with her dress on.
When I was five I had to get a shower at my aunts and had no clean clothes there to put on. So I ended up wearing panties and a nightie of my older cousin and I loved it. The panties were cotton but frilly and the nightie was so soft and comfy, I was in ecstasy.
I had no sisters so there were no girlie clothes around except my mums. The catalyst for my crossdressing was my brothers wedding when I was 12. I remember seeing the bridesmaid dresses and that started the urge in me to want the try girls clothes. As none were available I would try to make a skirt from my shirts by wrapping them around my waist. Small beginnings!
Before 1st grade, 3 or 4 years young.
As early as I can remember, I had an affinity for female attire. We must be born this way because I do not remember anything that would cause me to be this way. I tried on my mother's clothing at a very young age. As an occasion would arise I donned my aunt's clothing and also my grandmother's all without their knowledge. I have always been a closeted crossdresser. To this day my wife and I have a DADT relationship.
7 years old. Put something fem on. Loved it. Kept it a secret for years. Tried not to think much about it. Next piece, 11 years old, middle school. I was hooked.
I was about 8.I have a sister three years older and a sister two years younger.I can remember trying on their underwear and liking it.As a young child I remember mom giving me a pair of my older sisters hand me down pajamas and I loved them !
I was about 7-8, put on a dress at a halloween style party. Quite innocent. Only a few months ago I went full Cd, lingerie and make-up inclusive.
When I was 5 parents were seperated and Dad had custody. I really missed my mother. I found a slip that she had left behind and it smelled so much like her I put it on and laid down on her bed. I loved how it felt on and I was hooked.
I was about five. I remember wanting to be a girl, so I created my own stuff. Eventually I got the real stuff and never looked back!
i was 10 when i tryed on a blue skirt that my mom had, i also tryed on her girdle