No, but it's interesting to think how my life & relationships would have turned out if she did dress me .
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No, but it's interesting to think how my life & relationships would have turned out if she did dress me .
My slightly older sister always dressed me up in her clothes and undies; my mother kept telling her to stop, but she never really seemed to mean it. Eventually she just gave up and let me be a girl whenever my sister and I felt like it, which was a lot. Mom worked second shift so we were home alone usually. Never knew our dad. I've never regretted a second of it.
I find the thread slightly strange, in that my mother was a very conservative lady indeed. However, being Scottish, it was almost mandatory to wear the kilt on high days and holidays. Now on these occasions she insisted that I wear what I knew then was girls' underwear. I fought against it - not to hard - and found I liked it, I seem to remember.
Make of it what you will!
No, but my mother used to let me wear her pantyhose and stockings. Well, one thing led to other things
When I was 12 or 13 a neighbor remarked how much I look like a girl. (a lot of people remarked on that when I was young) and talked my mother in to dressing me as a teenage girl. When she was done they both thought I looked like a 14 or 15 year old girl. Before that time many times various slightly older girls would dress me up for fun. It was a very long time till I dressed after that but the image of that teenage girl stayed with me all these years. I wish I had a picture.
These are the kind of threads that I really enjoy reading. Sorry, I have nothing to add here, as I was never dressed as a girl by my mom or sis. I did not start cross dressing until later in life. I never even thought about it as a kid. But I find it very interesting how most of you got started.
I never was dressed as a girl by my mother, unless she did it when I was too young to remember. I just grew up with a mother that told me repeatably that when I was born they were expecting a girl. She will never know that she got part of her wish.
No not really. I had one older brother, and did wear hand-me-downs, but they unfortunately didn't include anything from a nonexistent stylish older sister.
Mom did indirectly help me crossdress for a Christmas pageant when I was 8 or 9. Six of us were selected to be elves (three boys and three girls) and we all wore a green tunic-like thing with black tights and a little red-cheeked makeup. I remember when my mom tightened the belt around my waist the bottom of the tunic, which ended above my knees, shortened and flared out like a pleated skirt. To be clear no one else saw the elf-boys or elf-girls as crossdressed that night, but in my mind, wearing black girls ballet tights and a "pleated skirt," I was.
No. I do it by myself.
My Mother used to put me in a pinny apron and rubber gloves and make me wash the dishes and other womans work.
Hi Kate i always remember wearing a nightdress when i was about five years old put on me by my Mother. The reason was shortage of bed clothes alas there was six of us at the time but i was the only boy of four wearing something female?
Julie
My mom didn't dress me up but my step dad made me dress in a dress and panties of my sisters and her shoes and made me sit on the porch all day as punishment..hate to say it but i love every minute of it:daydreaming:
This is where it all started for me...I was an only child, and my dad worked a lot of nights...my mother had always wanted a girl, so when I was around 3yrs old whenever my dad wasn't home she would dress me into her little girl....this went on until I was in my first year of high school...each day when I would come home she would have an outfit picked out for me...it just became a way of life for me and now in my late 60's I am living 24/7 as the woman I was ment to be and love it
What a wonderful mother you were raised by. Lucky you! Did you and she ever discuss your wearing pretty things? I'd love to know more about that. Feel free to PM me if it's more that you want to talk about on the open forum.
You may pm me anytime and I will fill you in...I will say that I had quite a collection of clothing at a very young age...my dad never knew anything about this
Although I feel my mother always catered (in secret) to my desires of dressing up, She only directly tried to one time, I may have been 10 or 11, I was at a large clothing store (Foleys or JC penney) with my mother, all of a sudden she started chatting away with 2 nice ladies, since i was a child i paid no attention to their conversation. All of a sudden she kneeled down and asked me if i would like to help the nice ladies out; I believe they said i had almost the exact body shape of their neice (even as a child i always had large thighs and butt with small torso and arms) and if i could try on this little party dress (i believe its called a taffeta which are really ruffled with a type of built in petticoat) it was light blue and beautiful. my heart rate went sky high and much and i really wanted to do so but i flat out refused, i pretended to be really offended :heehee: my mom persisted a bit more and the women offered to give me enough money for a nice big new toy :daydreaming: I still stuck to my guns and refused :sad: and i have always regretted that especially since i turned out to be a CD anyways
Can't remember if I already replied to this thread. I don't remember my mom every dressing me up, but she did take pictures when my sister dressed me. Sometimes I wonder if I just don't remember her dressing me. Now a year or so ago, I was participating in a charity event where I had to dress up, and she offered to help. She took me out dress shopping (2nd hand stores), bought my heels and wig, and even bought me some make up. (I bought a few other things.) When I tried everything on (just to see how it looked) at her house, she loved it and we even went ahead and had a glass of wine on the balcony! (She lives in a condo). When we were about to eat dinner, I said I should go change so I don't get anything on the dress, but she said, "No, here, just put on an apron." That was one of the greatest moments of my life. It meant two things -- she knew I was enjoying being dressed and didn't want to change, AND it meant that she not only accepted it but was enjoying girl time with me. After that, she got out a bunch of fun outfits for me to try on (there was a talent part to the event and I needed a costume). We are the same size, but I'm a lot taller. I posted pictures of this a while back. It sounds like a fantasy, but I swear all of it happened. Since then, I've had many more visits where we went out together.
Not as a kid. In fact, she went out of her way to embarass me when she found her panties in my room as a teen.
As an adult, I have tap danced around the issue with her. I told her my doctor suggested pantyhose to help with nerve problems (restless leg) at night. She told me where to go and what kind to get. Last year when she complained about her feet, I asked if she had considered men's shoes, and informed her that I wore women's tennis shoes now because they were less painful after being on my feet all day at work (true).
Last year after heart surgery, she stayed with me for a couple days while my wife worked. My wife laid out some JMS sport panties that look like men's if you aren't really looking, and a pair of black velour lounge pants with pink trim. Mom had to help me dress, and we told her I did not have any elastic waist pants so it was my wife's idea to wear hers. So I guess for two consecutive days, Mom did dress me, kind of unknowingly.
My mother had five boys me being the youngest, as a young boy she dressed me in dresses and i had long curly blonde hair , when i met my wife i showed her a pic of me as a young boy dressed in girls clothes , I told her it was my sister who had died....to cruel i know but did tell her the truth .
No she's never dressed me up, she did want to put mascara on me, I have really long eye lashes. Though my dad wouldn't let her do it, bummer :/
I too love posts like this as they always seem to make me wonder. Sure, one could think it had something to do with becoming what we are, but then again... it probably doesn't.
Allow me to be the first... to post a pic.
Here's what my mom did to us once. I'm sure it was all in good fun.
I'm that tall skinny thing with the sucker. The year, about 1979.
Been there, Done that.
I have posted this before,
But here is a photo of me on my 6th birthday.
Apparently my dad had it in his wallet when he died.
Krysten
My Mom was a seamstress and always had me wear gowns and dresses to hem them. I use to love this, but my brother started teasing me and i became embarrassed. Apparently he never agreed to do this sort of favor for Mom.
I started wearing her things when she was not around and she confronted me about this, and told me to leave her stuff alone.
How ever after that she started to store older dresses and clothes in my bedroom closet.
Years later I connected the dots and believe they were put there for me on purpose
My mother had found my stash of clothes more than once but never questioned me about, so must have known. Moms are the best.
I'm not sure if mom dressed me but, my sisters probably did.Quote:
Originally Posted by Krystenw
My Dad had this picture of me in his wallet.
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Apparently, I really enjoyed tooling around the beach in this leopard print bathrobe when I was 10.
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I was on only child and my mother had always wanted a girl...whenever my dad wasn't home my mom dressed me..this continued until I had started high school and then it was on a limited basis after that...that was the very beginning of Miss Joann....today I am 24/7 femme and living the dream of who I was meant to be:battingeyelashes:
Not that I'm aware of...
Yes my mother dressed me one Halloween as a little girl when I was in first or second grade. It still has the same satisfying feeling I had then.
When I was very young I took ballet lessons and was dressed as a girl complete with make up. I started wearing my mother's panties and then moved to other lingerie a d outer clothes. I used her nylon slips and panties to masturbate and although she new she never said anything. Never stopped and have continued. My wife supports and helps me dress and has gone outhrough to.local clubs with me enfemme.
No. But i can remember a few Halloweens when she suggested I should go dressed as a girl.
no. but she know i dress girlie... but she never talk about it...father too.
No but when I was about five my sister did and I was hooked.
I have no recollection of ever being dressed as a girl by my Mother. I was the oldest child and the two that followed were boys also. I do however have pictures of my father (raised by three old maid aunts ) in dresses with long Shirley Temple sausage curls & full petticoats, crinkly looking panties and black shiny patent leather shoes. They had at least three different dresses photographed up to (my guess) age 3 or 4. Maybe I got my dressing thru my Dad's genes!
My mom dressed me as a girl for Halloween when I was in about 4th grade (10 years old or thereabouts). I enjoyed it more than I let on no doubt :) . I'm sure she knew that I had an interest in girl clothes, but we never discussed it.
I remember coming home from school one afternoon to find mom had bought a girls' blouse/top for me. Apparently she bought it in error, thinking it was a boys' shirt and asked if I'd keep and wear it.....I did.
A friend of hers once encouraged me to try on her tall leather boots.
I remember that my sister dressed me up as a girl, I'm sure to torture me. Not sure if it was before or after being caught wearing her bra's- ha.
Dad was not amused.
And you didn't say yes, while trying trying to look reluctant? :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Kiersten
Sometimes I wish I had been dressed as a girl. Then maybe there would be a reason for my desire to wear women's clothing. Until my sister was born 12 years after me that was the first female born into my father's side of the family since the early 1880's. I had no sisters. I had no female cousins. For some reason in the neighborhood I grew up in there were few girls...exactly one who was my age. Any girls I knew were school mates. There was one "tom boy" named "Charlie" (AKA: Linda) who played center field on our baseball team.
It wasn't until sexual awareness started to arise inside me that this urge started. The only possibility I can think of is my mother stating too many times that I was suppose to be a girl. Her idea of an ideal family was husband, wife, son and daughter. My brother was a year older than I was. Maybe I heard that too many times before I cried and told her she did not love me because I wasn't a girl. I was probably four years old when I said that. She no longer said that. I really do not think that had a bearing on my desires. I grew up straight girl crazed young teenager.
Frankly, I think there is some genetic component to this "need."
Looking back on it I wish I had.Quote:
Originally Posted by MarciManseau
My mother never dressed me. Nor did she figure out why her panties kept disappearing. She had no idea it was me. I had a girlfriend dress me a few times. She also did my makeup. That was some good times!
Rach