Sounds like she was a very special mother and lady!!Quote:
Originally Posted by janetcd2
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Sounds like she was a very special mother and lady!!Quote:
Originally Posted by janetcd2
[QUOTE=tammie;1126828]
About a week after getting caught my mother had me try on my own first bra, pantygirdle and slip in front of her before she cut the tags off.
She got me the same size as my sister's bra, and pantygirdle and my mom's size slip.
At age 14 I was wearing a 36B bra and 38 slip.
Another big show for her, that I couldn't help. She just told me to not wear them to school or let my dad see me.
So although I still felt guilty about it I was not made to feel that way by my mother.QUOTE]
Wow! What a very very special lady and mom!
After making me wear panties, that belonged to my sister, my mom came ungluded when she caught me wearing a pair on my own. And sad to say she never again "forced" me,and kept a pretty close check on me.
Oooooooooo I could be honest, but I'd rather be cryptic... My sister went mental when I was 13 as something quite mathematical was missing.... :whistling:
I always thought I had managed to hide it all of my life, with the exception of one close call. I was dressed in my mom's closet at the age of 5 with her snowboots and dress on. I had the door locked so I was able to change before they found me.
After I came out to my parents, my mother revealed to me that she caught me in one of her nighties at the age of 3, I have no memory of this at all.
i was actually caught twice when i was young....one time at about age 11 or 12, my mother was cleaning my bedroom and was flipping the mattress and found a couple pairs of my sisters panties, a one peice swimsuit, a pair of pantyhose, and a bra i swiped from the laundry....of course i had no idea how those things could have possibly made it between my mattresses. luckily she never said anything to my dad, cause he would have flipped out and had me committed to a mental hospital. the next time i was caught, was when i was 15, and was a much much worse situation. again up in my bedroom, with the neighbor (male), and my secret lover of 3+ years, i was wearing my pantyhose, panties and bra, and lets just say on my knees pleasuring him when my mom walked into my room (i didnt hear her pull in the driveway or hear her come in the house) ....needless to say mom was just a little shocked and ran out of my room screaming OH MY GOD!!! as she ran down the stairs and into the kitchen...my lover and i were both absolutely petrified....i got out of my girlie things....and into my boy clothing...my neighbor got dressed and ran out the front door, leaving me behind to face the music by myself. luckily after the shock kind of wore off, mom was pretty cool about it, and again didnt say anything to my dad.
im now 38 years old...married...3 kids and mom and i have a great relationship with her full knowledge of "tia" and her sexuality and we have had some great talks together
Just wanted to say how I have enjoyed this thread. Thanks girls.
Dear Janet,Quote:
Originally Posted by janetcd2
I had a very similar experience myself.
I was caught dressing by my mom @ age of 14 and my punishment was i had to stay dressed in front of all my relatives and had to dress everyday at home.I felt humiliated at first but by the 3rd day i was enjoying it.
Thank you mom :happy::happy:
I have told this story before here, but YES I was caught at 14 by my mother. She was more upset because I was wearing one of her better dresses for work then she was T off because I was wearing a pair of her red high heels. I was told at 14 I wasn't old enough to be wearing heels, anyway things just went from there
Yep, I was caught when I was 12 going on 13, so I was in 7th grade... I know, I have been over this before... but I had been dressing in mom's clothes since I was 7 or 8, and my mother came home early from work one day -- I believe she suspected anyway -- and confronted me about dressing... I had been dressed in one of her nice skirt suits for work (light gray skirt suit, pink ruffled blouse), plus lingerie and pantyhose and gray pumps... and I heard her car pull into the driveway and I changed out of her clothes as fast as I could... probably set some kind of record, but I just shoved her lingerie back in the laundry hamper and had to leave her clothes just inside the closet door, planning to hang them back up later when mom was fixing dinner...
By the time my mother was in the house, I was able to reach my room down the hall so I could put my clothes back on behind my closed door... she came upstairs to say hello -- of course, I'm sure my having my door closed must have raised some suspicions... anyway she went to her room to change -- I had hoped she would just go start working on dinner, but she went to her room... she came back a few minutes later in more casual clothes, holding the blouse and skirt suit I had been wearing... and saying "Um, these weren't where I left them... were they?" I felt awful, but my mother was only upset that I was going around behind her back... she turned out to be very accepting and supportive of my crossdressing, and instead of coming down on me, she actually brought my dressing out of the closet... probably partly so she could keep tabs on my dressing, give me boundaries, etc... and she started buying me my own girls clothing (and a shoulder-length wig) so I wouldn't muss hers up and I would be dressing "age-appropriate"... also learned how to do my hair, nails and makeup, etc., and I was able to dress around the house when the mood struck...
I know at one time one of my neighbors (the girl next door and the girl on the other side, both were a couple years younger than me (one ended up being a cheerleader)) were peeking in my windows when I was inside wearing girls clothes... not sure if they did this more than once, but I remember them telling one of the other neighbor kids in my presence that I tried on my mother's clothes when she wasn't home... I of course denied it... it pissed me off more that these girls were peeping tom-ettes... (and actually, they were my clothes, not my mother's, lol)...
I never got caught "dressed up", but i did get caught wearing makeup. My parents had been out for the day and i lost track of time and had spent the day trying on my sisters clothes and wearing makeup. I heard the family car turn up and managed to get the clothes off and back in my sisters room and put on a pair of my own jeans and a T shirt, but i couldn,t get the makeup off in time:eek: It was the 70s Glam Rock period and i told my parents i was just playing at being a popstar..I think they fell for it!!:D
Hey, yes. I was caught twice when I was young first at 12 by my sister who was 10 she thought it was cool and since that day helped me with makeup and so on. When I was 14 or so my mom caught me I fell asleep on my bed all dressed up she was frantic and my father well he went balistic. My mom calmed down some and eventually accepted my desire but I never did it in font of her. But I do love my sister for being (and still being) so understanding
When I was 11 or 12, I dressed up completely in my Moms dress. I had it all on, panties, nylon, garter, slip and heels. I got caught trying to sneak into my Mom's bedroom to put on lipstick and powder. She heard my walking in there and followed me.
She ask if I wanted to be a women and that some men did. I was totally embarrassed and could only say I was just goofing around and that I didn't want to be women. I didn't know anything back then about sex changes. I believe my Mom would have been supportive if I did want to be.
Joan
I use to go through my mother's things, had even picked out and hidden a couple choice pieces in my room, and wear her clothes when no one was home. I was around 12 - 14. I fell asleep wearing a bra and I believe, not 100% sure, one of my parents came in the room and caught a glimpse of it. There were some hints for a couple weeks afterwards then the subject was completely dropped.
I was 15 when my best fried caught meall dress up. Iwas really scare but he just say wow you really look cute. He told me it would be our screat from now on. He would come over an Iwould dress for him and we pretend we were boyfriend and girl friend. We even went out on a few date with me dress. I was begin to love being treated like a girl.
My girlfriend buys me thongs all the time, and i brought some along for vacation. I hid them in my luggage inside a towel, but my mom for whatever reason decided to throw the towel aside and out flopped my thong, we were both there but she didnt say anything. This was just a month ago, and im 18 ~.~
Oh gawd, I got caught all the time. First by my brother, who never said anything, Then by my family, because I was "borrowing" my Dad's gf's stuff. Taking other people's property and violating their privacy is wrong, wrong, wrong. But when you're young and stupid, have no money, and are too embarrassed to buy your own stuff, anyway, ya do dumb things. Fortunately, when my Dad and Mom found out, the repurcussions weren't about the cding. It was about stealing other women's clothing.
Then, in my early twenties I got caught by a friend. Fully dressed. I screamed, "Oh my god!" He yelled, "Holy s**t!", and left. He then proceeded to tell everyone. It was rough with some for a while, but my long term friends, even though they want nothing to do with it, and don't really wanna know, have come to realise that I'm still the same person. I really believe that getting caught way back then made it easier much later when I finally decided that I don't care who knows about me.
I also got caught by my ex alot. I'm just not that good at being sneaky!
Hugs,
Melissa:happy:
The first time I was caught was when I was about 12, I had a morning paper route and I was out delivering papers and a police car drove by. That was not my best day. Counseling and some books from my mom about sex and babies. Fade to the future...Out dressed while my wife was at work (Night waitress) and decided to stay dressed till she came home (she did not know yet)that was a little awkward. An other time I picked up a guy walking and offered him oral. He called the cops and I was stopped on the way home, arrested, photographed and sent home. Telling the wife was the most terrible think I had ever faced. Got divorsed and remarried, got caught a couple of more times and quite for a year and now here I am again, dressed and wishing I was a girl.
Bobbi
I don't know if I was caught or not. Once I was at home wearing a black fish net teddy and matching g-string. There was a knock at the door so I through on a shirt and some pants. A friend of mine stopped by he stayed for a while. I noticed at some point that my shirt wasn't all the way down so my black fish net teddy was showing. I never got any comment or idea that he noticed it.
Yes, but not by family. I used to love the feel of walking in my Mom's heels outside on pavement. I'd carry the shoes a few blocks from home to a parking lot where I could walk between the cars and people couldn't see my feet. There was also the thrill of someone getting out of a car unexpectedly and catching me.
Someone must have seen my eratic behavior and called because during one of my little struts I heard a car and turned to see a police cruiser pulling up. The officer started to ask me what I was doing when his eyes noticed my 3" open toed pumps and the bag with my sneakers. He probably also noticed my terrified 12 year old face was 3 shades of white. He looked me over for a minute, smiled and said 'you'd better run along home now'. Even though I was sure I wasn't doing anything illegal, I thought that was a pretty good idea.
Well firstoff, you all make me sad hearing how many of you have sisters, i always wanted one, even if it wasn't just for stealing her clothes ;). As well the few people that had to go to therapy truly makes me sad hearing that. As for me, i can't honestly say how many times i've been caught. The only time i t was confronted was when i was young, maybe 5 since that seems a good age for everyone to get caught, and my mom found some of my cousin's panties under my mattress. It's funny, i had shown my male cousin them because we were both interested in stealing some of their clothes (or at least panties which was easy to take and have no one notice a bulge in your pants), but that was a long time ago and bet he doesn't even remember it. Other than that i'm not sure, there was one time i was dressed in a nighttime outfit and my mom saw me through the window, but she didn't say anything. Other times she had come into my room when iwas in my clothes, but never knew if anything was poking out under my blankets. I plan on telling her soon, because i am going to start buying some stuff on my credit card and she can see everything i'm getting, so expecting her to ask, and we'll see if she comments that she had known for a while. My family isn't very confrontational about anything. My mom loves me though, so i would only expect her to be accepting, even if she isn't all for going out shopping with me.
For some twisted reason I enjoy reading the "I was caught" stories.
As for me, yeah, I was caught - as I suspect most were if they were crossdressing young. Caught by my mother when I was around 11/12. I was in bed, and asleep. My pants had ridden up a little bit, and you could see up them. She woke me in a slightly panicked voice, asking "what are you wearing?!"
Possibly one of the worst days of my life.
How many moms usually are? I tell you, you would be one lucky SOB if your mom was willing to go shopping with/for you.Quote:
Originally Posted by DanaB
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Originally Posted by bobbi
EDIT: I'm gonna leave now....
i cant even count them! i started dressing very early, my sister used to curl my hair (little boys wore long hair thank God!) my mom fussed at her about it alot, she finally told her thats what he likes to do and he would have been so pretty! my mom gave me a perm once ( around 17) i went straight in ( as planned) put on a skirt, flats, bra, panties and hose and put on eyeliner, mascara, a little eye shadow and gloss( oh for the days when i could just not wear base and pass! i curled my newly permed hair teased it out( madonna style) and went for a late night drive, stopped at a convenience store, was hit on by the guy at the counter( he had no idea and my voice was still very high!) i came home and snuck back in the window to be met by my parents, my mom started crying and my dad got mad! ive gotten caught( sometimes i think i do it on purpose) by just about every family member in my family!, you know what, each time they caught me they realized why i did it, cuz i looked feminine!!!ive got alot more stories about neighbors who thought i was a cousin, all kinds of stuff!!, suzanne:heehee:
The new post 'a trainset or doll?' just sparked a memory in me i had loooong forgotten. I had written a letter to Santa Claus asking for lingerie, i think it was for something silly like dressing up my teddy bear with lol, i think i was trying to hide my CDing from Santa. Nothing ever came of that haha, can't believe i remember that. I also remembered that one time i was searching my mom's pantyhose drawer and i heard her coming, she saw the drawer still open and asked, but i said i didn't know, she was suspicious but didn't press it. Funny i still haven't tried pantyhose, but i'm getting my first pair this coming week! yay. This makes me wonder how much more my mom may know of this interest of mine, hmmm
when i was like 13 my mom caught me wearing my sisters underwear. The thong was peeking above my pants. She was really weirded out and told me it was unsanitary and to stop.
I was 17, and had the stereo rockin at the house a little too loud. I just finished putting foundation, eye shadow, lipstick mascara, stockings, open bottom girddle, and then the lights go off. All power, etc. One of my neighbors complained about the music and a pair of cops showed up. Knocked on the door, and I didn't hear them, so they went around and hit the breaker.
I had the window parly open and they could not see me thankfully, identified themselves, and said they had received a complaint. Turn the music down, and we will not have to give you a citiation.
Needlesss to say I was a little bit concerned.
hi, I dunno i somehow got into it when i was younger like back in elementary school. not sure what age i was. I been up and down with it since then. even went a few years not dressing. I ended up a couple of years ago buying some online. did for a lil while then ended chunking the clothes. until recently gotten the urge to do it again. I dunno what it is?
My mom knew that I was in her things. She left me a note in her lingerie drawer telling me to stop. Yeah right!
Ha ha ha...that's classic christine davis....a note in her lingerie drawer...
I got caught by my mom wearing a pair of my sister's school trouser socks once when I was 13. I heard her coming into the room, and I quickly slid my legs under the bed. She knew something was up and went up to me and pulled my legs out. She smirked and left the room. Never brought it up. I am sure she knew about the countless time's I "borrowed", something from her stuff. She Never said anything to me about it.
Yeah, sparked a memory in me too. When Batman and Robin was on in 66-67 (I was 4-5 years old), practically everyone I knew wanted a Batman outfit for Christmas. My Mother asked me did I want a Batman outfit, I said No, I wasn't interested in Batman, but could I have a Catwoman outfit instead? Did not go down well. That being said, I was never caught. Not once. I learned to hide very well when I was a child and teenager, no one ever suspected that I was so conflicted or so unhappy. I was so good at it, that when I told my family that I was TS, there was shock, horror, mortification and no acceptance whatsoever. Ah well, such is life. Reading all the above posts where Mothers were so helpful and understanding, makes me so envious. My Mother has always found gay people, crossdressers, everyone who is different, so hilarious. She's not laughing now.Quote:
Originally Posted by DanaB
Not really caught but since young my big sis , cousin and me were really close and we played barbie dolls together and since i was the youngest, they played dress up with me, they tied my hair, made me wear their dresses and put make up for me and it was really fun. I also did well in school so my parents didnt really bother as long as I kept producing good grades.
i was caught by my mom in the baesment of our house,i was 16 i was dressed up in a very short black dress,38-DD bra stuffed black hose and 6.5" platform mary janes ,i herd some one come bown to the basement i went to hide i nocked over a container of floor glue, when i tryed to move i could not lift my high heels, had to call my mom to get me out, got grounded not for dressing but for spilling glue on the floor.
Wow, do I remember! I was 13, and got busted by my older sister, then 16, in her bra, panties, pantyhose and slip, admiring myself in front of the mirror in her room, when she arrived home from school earlier than I expected.At first she said nothing, then ordered me to take off the slip (it was her favorite one, and she didn't want it getting ruined). Then she made me sit in her chair in her undies while she quizzed me about why I did it, how often, etc.
I was totally humiliated and nearly in tears, but lucky for me Sis was way ahead of the times (this was 40+ years ago). She said she didn't care, but I should find another source of clothes. She did let me keep what I had on, and gave me a couple more pairs of panties and pantyhose.
It was never mentioned again, she didn't hold it over my head, and it's been our little secret from everyone for all these years. I still feel a special closeness to her because of this.
i wasnt caught but my ex girlfriend let me open up an we would both dress up before a wild night... she could do my make up perfect an i was so turned on when she gave me this shocked an interested look an said "oh my god i feel like im hookin up with a real chick!" he he
I got caught by my grandmother when I was about 8 wearing my sisters tutu. She never said anything to me and nothing was ever said. A few years later I came home to discover that my mom had changed my bed while I was at school. I was mortified when I remembered that I had left a pair of my sisters panties in my pillowcase. Nothing was ever said and when I checked the panties had been put back inside the new pillowcase with the pillow.
My sister is a year younger than I but we have always been about the same size. I always had plenty of panties, tights, and leotards to sneek into while everyone was away from the house. Wonderful memories...
Oh my God do these posts bring back memories! I got caught twice when I was young. The first was when I was 9 or 10 and I was wearing my older sisters panties, skirt and cardigan sweater. I was screamed at by my mother and told to never do it again. When I was 12 or 13 was caught by my brother who is one year older, in bed with my mom's panties, nylons, girdle, bra and nightie on. He just mocked me and left the room. I dressed on and off for years and never was caught again and like everyone else, eventually started up again with a passion!
Michelle-phl
Summer of 1982 I was 15 yrs old Mom was was at work and Dad had his own life,he was never around.My twin Sister was out with one of her girlfriends. I
was in her bedroom trying on her clothes being she had a full length mirror in her room, I had just taken off one dress and I was standing there wearing her bra,panties,pantyhose and heels when she walked in.At first she screamed and the she decided to sit down and start questioning me. I told her I've been trying on her clothes for about a year and she said she figured that out over time because her clothes were not the way she left them. She asked me if I wanted to be a girl and I told her yes and she said if I wanted to be a girl I had to dress like one. She preceded to pick a pink dress out of her closet and had me put it on. She then helped me put on makeup and let me wear it around the house until about a half hour until Mom came home. She let me do this all that summer. A year later she was pissed at me for something and told Mom that I was wearing dresses around the house while she was at work. One morning when Mom went to work my sister did my makeup for me and had given me a short black dress and new heels and black pantyhose she had bought for me. So I put it on and I was wearing it when Mom came home at 10:00 am and caught me. I was so embarassed and my sister sat there laughing her but off. Mom was horrified and went to he room and came back with a belt and she made me get over her knee with the dress on and she beat my but.Needless to say what a day that was.
I got caught a few times when I was young. First time was when I was about 7 or 8 when I was wearing a pair of my moms panties and they showed over the top of my pants. When she noticed she asked me what I was wearing and I pretended that they must have been put in my drawer by mistake. She didn't believe it and told me never to take them again.
Another time I was wearing my moms bra and a red top which left red fibers all over the white bra. I didn't have time to wash it before she got home so hid it under my bed. When I went to look for it later it wasn't there and I found it in her hamper. She never said anything but it was very awkward around her for a couple days.
As a kid, I indulged in the apparently usual, (at least in this forum), foraging in my mothers lingerie drawers and laundry basket, but I never had a stash of my own. And truthfully, I really didn't CD very much before I left home.
When I left home to join the service, I ended up in a basic training squadren with a group of guys from New Orleans. At least half, it seemed, were gay. They were gone after the first week, and I never thought much about it.
Part of the basic training regimen was to have those of us who brought more than a couple of changes of civilian clothes with us, pack up a box of our extra stuff and send it back to our homes because we were going to spend little time in civilian clothes, and we had very little room in the barracks for extra clothes other than our uniforms.
Approximately 25+ years later it came up in a conversation with some family members that, in the box I sent home there were a number of dresses and other female garments. (By this time, I was CDing fairly regularly without anyone in my family knowing about it.) I don't know what my face looked liked, but my insides did a flip. I began running a quick mental screen of any and all times I CDed before I left home to see if it was possible that I had taken something with me to basic training and forgot about it. I have concluded that it wasn't anything I brought. But was most probably something one of the guys from New Orleans had stuck in my package rather than send it home to his family. No one ever said anything to me about it at the time, nor did they save the stuff, apparently, since I never had a clue about it.
So, it doesn't really qualify as getting caught. But the internal constranation must have been very similar to what some of you felt when you were caught.
I remember when i was younger I swiped a pair of pantyhose from my mom, she said to me like 6 months later "I was cleaning your closet today and found a pair of panty hose tucked down in a pair of shoes"
I hid them in a pair of dress shoes, I sure didn't think she'd ever go through them.
she kinda shrugged it off like "hmm, that's weird" but I did a LOT of weird stuff being a 13 year old boy, coupled with basically being latch-key because of some family stuff. They were too busy with the family stuff to get overly curious, but man was my mom nosey. I wonder to this day how much she really knows, moms are perceptive of course.
ive been caught a couple times. once by my older sister and the other by mom. well since my parents were fighting (verbally) which was normal in their marriage and my sister was with some guy we didnt care for (hes the father of her oldest kid). i was left to my own devices. naturally when everybody was gone i would put on one of my moms bra adn stuff it with socks unti i was very busty. anyway, i was all dressed up and heard steps coming toward me downstairs. it was my sister. so i ran to the cellar and locked the door. she told me to come up from there or shell tell dad. let me tell you that he was not the happiest man alive. all he did was bitch and moan. and that was when he was in a good mood. in a bad one he would just do it more loudly. so not wanting to feel the wrath of our father i came out and she told me that 'my skirt was on backwards'. she never did tell our parents which was a good thing. or else i wouldnt be here.
with my mom she was always huffy because of my dad and stuff. she would come into my room to change the sheets wince i wouldnt do it. she found some of my sisters old clothes under the covers and asked 'what the f--- was i doing with them and did i wanted to be a girl?' natuarally i lived in fear of my parents and denied it saying 'no'. she didnt say anything else after that.
i had a trunk full of my sisters old clothes including her court suit (her bf at the time was a law breaker and she got caught up with it). it was a nice outfit. i think it was black velour vest, blazer and skirt. i even had some makeup. but i had to ditch the chest full of niceties since my parents were getting nibby.
I had a stash hidden above a suspended ceiling while living at home. I figured it was safe there but dad while checking for something (I forgot what) found it. It couldn't have been in a further, more remote part of the ceiling. I knew something was up when I went to retrieve the clothes, they had been disturbed. He cornered me on it one day and told me to get rid of them. Nothing was said after that. Once I had my own place I was good to go but hid stuff up in the attic. I've never been caught dolled up at all thankfully.