All I remember is anytime I was home alone I put on my sisters panties bras nylons shoes and nite gowns! It was so much fun and exciting ! I was 10 or 11 and still enjoy dressing up when I'm alone.
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All I remember is anytime I was home alone I put on my sisters panties bras nylons shoes and nite gowns! It was so much fun and exciting ! I was 10 or 11 and still enjoy dressing up when I'm alone.
I was about 5 yrs old when a girl neighbor dressed me up in her clothes so she could have a girlfriend to play with. I loved it very much she and I played many times and i was hooked!
About 12 years old I think. It emerged at exactly the same time as normal sexuality. Kind of in tandem. Then through my teenage years I remained bewildered by it, trying female clothes on every so often. It never really goes away does it. It seems to be very hard coded.
I was 12 or 13 - and I never understood it. It still makes no sense to me, as I am not passable at all. If I were pretty, I could almost understand it...
Good luck. I think this is a good group.
Cindy
Ballerina outfits. Nice. :battingeyelashes:
My best friend when I was five or six was a girl, but we never did that. You are very lucky! Innocent times . . .Quote:
Originally Posted by Joy3
About three/four years ago have been wanting to wear a black dress and the opportunity presented it self and wow what an fun night.
My first event was in the 1990's. My first wife had this beautiful floral sun dress that just felt like it was calling me. I slipped it on and applied a little makeup and looked in the mirror. Everything just felt right. After this event there was a teddy she once wore and put aside in a bag under the bed. One day we decided to escape for a day trip and the strap was peeking from under the bed( cats must have been playing with it) so I tried it on. felt so goood! She never suspected not to this day. Started wearing VS panties a few years ago and my current wife thinks its weird. My theory is whats the different's between men's UW and women's UW? who's wearing it at the time. Now I've been venturing out and buying my wardrobe.
nope!Quote:
Originally Posted by susancheerleader
sorry it does not...
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Tried on pantyhose and heels at age 5. Liked it. The rest is history.
At around 18 years of age I discovered a pair of leopard-skin victoria's secret panties in a drawer in my dad's closet. It seemed strange to me for something so sexy and exciting to be in a closet belonging to such an unsexy and conservative dad. Maybe it was his? Or a partner's? Either way, they had a hypnotic power over me.. Mesmerized, I completely undressed myself and put them on in my father's closet -- Oh, they fit perfectly! and they felt incredibly silky!
What started as a closet lingerie fetish evolved over 9 years into a full-fledged women's clothing lifestyle choice, in which I now love publicly expressing my femininity while wearing women's clothing! :)
I was 5. I tried on my mothers pantyhose. Ever since then I loved pantyhose. In my twenties I started wearing dresses, heels, wedges, and such.
Though I dabbled in crossdressing since my teen years, I didn't go "full up" until April 2006. At the time, I was 36.
I tried my mom's panties on a few times, I was probably around 12. At the time, thought I was being weird and such, put it pretty well out of my mind. Little things would popup in the very back of my mind then go away again, forgotten. It stayed that way until after a friend came out as trans and started her transition. Learning more about transgender in general had me thinking about dressing. Was a few more years before denial was finally conquered. That takes me to October, been slowly progressing since then. Came out to a few female friends recently, they are helping when they got time.
In our high school, the seniors had at that time, what was called a "Senior Slave day" and There was an auction of sorts in the gym and the underclassmen would bid for the services of the seniors for that day. I was dressed up as a woman for that auction. (Many many years ago)
I don't have any negative feelings at that time. It was later I tried on some female clothing articles.
Found it quite exciting!
when i was born,mom wanted a girl and went and bought girl clothes,when i was born a boy i had to wear them til i was 2 when my middle sis was born and that was when i started getting boy haircuts which i hate to this day. i experimented on and off from 9 to 22 when i quit for 11 yrs which almost destroyed me and my marriage. ive always been enfeminate but bullys found out quick i was mean and left me alone for the most part.
14. It was 1978. About to be 15. Getting ready for sophomore year of HS, and really starting to notice girls.
(clearly I was a late bloomer compared to a lot of you girls. Story of my life)
I'll never forget that day. I even remember thinking that day, "This is one of those impactful, life moments." (though more in teen language, I'm sure.)
I was on my way to the shower in the master bath (attached to mom and dad's bedroom), and saw mom's used, work pantyhose on the floor. I already knew that she had a drawer FULL of her old (runs), laundered hose, (Mom was all about making crafts and did a lot with yarn and nylon) and went poking in there for a pair to try on. Found some, put them on and just laid on their bed.
Nothing much happened at first besides my erection. Didn't know what to do. Just laid there. But eventually started squeezing my (what I later found out was) prostate, and soon climaxed.
I've been chasing the dragon ever since.
While that was the first time involving actually putting something on, and involving masturbation, I remember inklings of things:
When I was 7 or 8, I was in a kid's bowling league. I remember mom and I were car-pooling with some other teammate's in their car, and mom and I were in the back seat. Well, being that age I slunk down on to the floor (remember when using seat-belts was optional) and I was just hanging out down there, and then just hugged mom's leg for some reason. She was wearing a skirt and nylons (real nylons, not pantyhose. This was probably 1970.) I just hugged her leg and my face was touching her knee. I remember then feeling that was something special to touch.
When I was 9-ish, a buddy and I were wandering around in some empty fields near our neighborhood and we found a bunch of junk that somebody had likely just dumped there. We were sort of poking through the stuff, and we found these low heels. I was fascinated with them. For some reason, I said to my buddy, "Maybe we should try them on." I don't remember what he said, but I'm sure he looked at me like I was nuts.
6th grade. 11 years old. (before the obligatory health (sex education) class)
I remember standing on the basketball court, and wondering if it was possible that as we grow older that maybe we change genders, and it was a secret and no one wanted to let me in on the secret yet. My parents never had the "talk" with me. (I'm still waiting, and they've been dead 10 years. :devil: C'mon, that's funny.) My closest sibling was 14 years older than I, and she already had a family of her own. I had NO idea what girls had down there. I thought maybe they had really tiny penises, and they had to have surgery to give birth. I thought maybe boys penises and girl penises touched and pee'd on each other somehow and that's how the girl would get pregnant.
Anyway, it seems the bullets were already loaded in the gun well before I pulled the trigger.
I cant remember clearly but the first time i realized i wanted to put something one was finding this blue satin and lae bra, garter belt and panty in the laundry closet of the first house we lived in. I had to be around five or so.
The first time i remember putting on female clothes was a purple satin full slip. I still remember the chills i got from being so thrilled looking at myself and feeling the satin all over me. I was at least 11 then.
Lots of cross dressing ups and downs since then...
Bra n thong around 12. Dressing fully at 14
I was about 12 or 13.
I kept taking and wearing my sisters onepiece swim suit and or her gymnastics leotard.
My mom and sister kept catching me with it on. Or just finding it "hiding" under my mattress and would scold me. I kept taking it anyway but eventually stopped because I was sick of being caught and bitched at.
It was nearly 40 years later when I bought a skirt on eBay. I have been hoarding other types of clothes since then.
I was probably about 12 or 13 and would be home alone and would put on my mother's bra and panties. Just now accepting myself.......
There are more girls in my family and want to dress me as a girl @ 8 yrs
I was about 6 or 7 as I remember playing housewife with my sisters.
I was 11. Took some of my favorite cousins bra and panties.
I am not passable either, Cindy, and I still don't understand the urge to crossdress. But I love doing it!Quote:
Originally Posted by Cynthia99
I was around 9 or 10 and I had gone over to visit my best friend who lived next door, and he wasn't home. It was just his mom and sister home, who told me to wait if I wanted. His sister was playing dress up/house, and told me to join her tea party. What I didn't know was that it was a "girls only" party, and she proceeded to have me dress up in a pretty dress, underwear, training bra, and makeup. Although she was 2 years younger, I was small for my age and we were the same size.
After playing dolls for a bit, she and her mom thought this was cute, and walked me to see my mom and her friends with at were visiting. They all giggled, said what a cute girl I was, and my mom telling me I shouldn't wear someone else's clothes, and to go change.
Through the years, I was caught plenty of times by both my parents dressed up.
I don't remember my age, but I was fascinated by my mom's and sister's underwear drawers. When I knew they'd be out for a while, I'd sneak into a drawer and put on a bra just to see what it was like.
One night when both were out, i had gone into my sister's closet and put on just pantyhose and a dress (wearing men's underwear) and was checking myself out in the mirror. Unfortunately, the phone rang and my little brother, whom I was babysitting, answered the phone as I tried to run down to get it first. He saw me dressed as i was and actually said into the phone "You'd better get home, there's something weird going on", referring to me.
Not sure how you define crossdress. I began wearing my moms tights when i was 11 or 12. Loved the feeling and to this day I love tights and pantyhose. I'm also a runner so when running tights became popular I wore them even more. It wasn't until my late 40's early 50' that i began dressing more fully. I was terrible at makeup. I had my first makeover when i was about 52 or 53 and looked awesome. A bell went off in my head and i've been dressing ever since.
I was 16 and house sitting for my girlfriend as her family was overseas. I'd always liked her gstrings so started by trying one of them, then I had to see how it looked under every piece of clothing of course.
Next thing I know I'm wearing a pair of her sisters heels and dressed up in a ****ty mini skirt and nice top.
When I was little, I played with my mom's slips and loved how they felt. Eventually, my parents said I couldn't do it anymore and took them away and I forgot about it until puberty (13ish) when those memories came rushing back suddenly, and I felt a great urge to try things on again. I then started wearing my mom's panties, girdles, slips, and night gowns when I was home alone and have been doing (now with my own collection) for 20 years.
I was 14 and moved into my sister's house. There was a drawer full of her old lingerie in my room that I explored. I tried everything on and didn't touch anything again until I was 16 and my girlfriend at the time dressed me in her lingerie. I've been underdressing on and off since then.
I must have been 8 or 10. Saw one of my mom's full slips hanging on the closet door and something told me to try it on. OMG I couldn't stay out of her closet from then on. Still have a thing for full slips.
I was 11 with Halloween coming up. We had moved into another house recently, and a lot of stuff was still in boxes. I always enjoyed Halloween (still do) and always wanted "something different" for a costume. My mom knew how much I enjoyed Halloween, and frequently used her sewing talents to help make my costume a reality. We were going through boxes when I came across one with some of her things in it. Looking at them, the thought of dressing completely as a woman entered my mind. Told mom that's what I wanted to do. She thought about it for a moment, said it would take some work if I really wanted to pull it off, and asked me if I was sure I wanted to put in all that effort. Without hesitation I said yes, which started me down the crossdressing road. :)
Karen
I don't know if this counts, but my mom really wanted a girl. So, she let my hair grow out and dressed me in girl clothes up until I was six years old.
From the pictures of me in little, frilly dresses with ribbons and bows in my hair, I was really cute. Prettier than my GG cousins.
Guess all that was quite prophetic. When I look at those pictures I regret that mom didn't let me remain a girl. But in those days, that would not have been acceptable.
Sigh.
I was 11 or 12 and I was playing with my cousins; since we were all boys I declared that I would be a woman and I dressed with some of my mother's clothes. The rest is history.
My 1st CD expeience was around 9 years old when i went to the bathroom and saw my grandmas silk stockings drying on a rack.
They were dry so i carefully removed my boy stuff and pranced in the BR with them.
Instant attraction, instant lightning! Only trouble was i forgot to lock the door and got caught.
Grandma made no big deal of it and never told my folks.
She gently admonished me to leave her things along.
:)
~Charlene
Kryss, I had a similar experience to yours. When I was about 15, my parents and I were staying with relatives while vacationing in the UK. A neighbour of my grandmother offered to provide me accommodations, as there wasn't really enough room for us all at my grandmother's. It was her daughter's room, and she had just got married, and moved out. She had not yet picked up any of her things that were in the dresser. As my grandmother's neighbour was a widow and worked during the day, I found myself exploring the contents of the dresser. This was in the mid-sixties, so it was all stockings and garter belts. The only colour was white back then, also. Anyway, I dressed in stockings, garter belt, bra, panties and slip. There were some shoes, but far too small for my feet. I spent many a morning looking at myself in the full-length mirror. I was very sad when we left for home.Quote:
Originally Posted by kryss.cd
Oddly enough, and believe it or not, I never pursued dressing again until I was married, and in my early thirties. Since then, I've had the occasional hiatus, but I always had the desire come back. When it does, I indulge even more than the time before!
My first CDing experience was trying on my friends mums heels which she kept in the porch at the front of the house. I used to deliver the local newspaper there when I was about 14 or 15 and one time I was there and they were out so I took a pair off the shelf and forced my feet into them - they were way too small but it felt amazing!! The CDing thing has slowly crept up my body from feet ever since!
I was about 9 or 10 and my mum had some tights hanging up to dry. I tried on a pair and loved the silky feel and how they encased my toes. It just grew from then on.
I was 16 years old. I matured very late so I was a smooth boy. I tried on my mom's "hot pants" and I was totally smitten with crossdresser desire...
I have a vague memory of wearing my mother's dress when I was around four years old, then immediately being chastised for it. I conformed to societal expectations until I hit puberty when I started to dress in private. It wasn't until college that I started to experiment.
1961. I was 11. Had no interest in girl clothes. Then, one evening home alone, I was reading a book that mentioned in passing a woman in high heels. I was immediately turned on, went and got a pair of my older sister's heels and put them on. Scrounged in alleys for more women's clothes, until I was old enough to buy.
i had a very similar experience but did not start dressing with a better understanding of who I was until I was 18-19 ish and started really dating, but once I started it was full steam ahead.Quote:
Originally Posted by Jenny Gurl
I don't know what age I was, but it was definitely pre-school. I put on a pair of my mother's panties and walked around the house in them. When she saw me, she laughed hysterically and said her panties were way too big for me. My desire to dress in women's underwear lay dormant for quite a while after that, then came back full throttle about the time of puberty. I raided my mother's lingerie drawer every chance I got until she caught me one day posing in front of the mirror in her bra and panties. She scolded me for what crossdressing might lead to, but bought me a package of white nylon briefs for my own. I've been addicted ever since.
Not sure when but when I was in kindergarten, I went to a school that was small and ran by a few people my mom knew.
The owner was brunette, tanned skin, sweet with cute feet. How do I remember her get? She wore sandals that I remember liking and she used to stand in a girly way and I remember copying her discretely.
That same school offered ballet for the girls and I wanted to do it to be with them and to have tight ballet clothes, even if they were male clothes.
Then I remember spending the night at my grandma's house and seeing her panties drying in the shower and always putting them on...
Fast forward to puberty, with my parents letting me stay at home alone more often, I started digging my mom's clothes from the dirty laundry basket and wearing it. I know it sounds disgusting but the excitement was such that I knew it was safe to let my juices so to speak, get the dirty panties dirty.
Clearly remember when I was around 12, trying on my mom's teddies and remember putting on her silk rumper pajamas and her flip flops.
Then in late middle school I stated going for her closet. Tried dresses, pants, bathing suits, shoes, everything.
Almost got caught one time: she came home and I had locked the door to the garage. She had an opener but no keys. She knocked but I was way too caught up in Leah's world.
She called the house and when I picked up she was yelling for me to open the door...and here j was in her lingerie.
I scrambled to put it all away and when I opened the door she was asking what was I doing in her room because we had a control panel for our alarm in the garage and she could see the zones I was in.
I don't remember what excuse I gave her but she never brought it up. All that continued and then I thought being a CD was too weird and I buried until. Then as a junior in college I bought used outfits and lingerie from an amateur actress called PussyCat on SouthernCharms.com and I used to dress up in my room in my apartment.
Lost all that when an ex girlfriend who liked me CDing threatened to out me to everyone when we broke up so out of fear I tossed it all away...
Then bought more stuff from her and still have it today. As of today I wear my stuff, and my wife's that fits me still and have bought a few things myself, cheap so she won't suspect the money leaving the bank.
Sorry I gave more than what the topic asked for but I just caught myself walking through my entire timeline as Leah and couldn't stop.
I was 6 or 7 yrs old. I remember trying on my moms bras, way to big but oh well it seemed ok. I also remember around the same time cutting the bottom half of a t-shirt off and putting it on like a skirt with a belt. So fascinating this starts at such a young age.. I can still remember the exhilaration.
My 16th birthday, I conned or got conned on a made up bet to get out of my clothes and my Girlfriend out of hers. It worked to well, we did a complete swap from the skin out. And I was smitten-ed from then on.
I think I was around 12 years old I used to see my sisters wearing their sex night gowns.
I was raised in Europe, specifically in Italy, and there it was quite common for young children to wear some form of, well not a frock really, but sort of a dress. So, pretty much before I ever got out of diapers. What a surprise LOL.
It was probably down to my sister actually!!! she dressed me up in her yellow party dress, I thought to myself; this is so much nicer than pants!!
First time trying on a single item, that being high heels, I must've been around seven.
First time fully en femme was just about a year and half ago, early 2014.
:)