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Around age 4-5,I spent a lot of time with a widowed aunt, became facinated by her nightgowns, had to try them on, got caught more than once by her, she ended up giving me a couple of smaller nighties and allowed me to play dress up in the attic where ther were acouple of trunks filled with old clothes shoes etc. the rest is history~
ginger
This thread has reawakened quite a few memories for me...
I must have been very young when I improvised a dress from a bedsheet and wore a cloak, which was actually the plastic undersheet from my high sided cot. Then I graduated to mothers underwear. Oh what wonderful and innocent times!
Other memories from an early age...
Secretly dressing in my younger cousins raincoat and being exposed to the whole family by her older brother.
Dressing up in our garden in some discarded womens clothes...including a raincoat again ! The lady next door, who normally would never associate with us, came out and helped me. In hindsight...I wonder if she had some sort of "thing" about little boys trying to dress as little girls.
On quite a few occasions in my childhood I found discarded bras, corsets and similar just lying around in wooded areas. I had wonderful fun with them at the time although now I think "Yuck"
Why did I start? The arousal.
Last year when my GG friends introduced me to crossdressing, I had had a preconceited notion that all crossdressers were gay or transsexuals.
Yet the first day I tried on my first dress (the first time in my life actually), I was aroused. The silk clothing, the feel of a long dress, the satin gloves, the makeup. Most girls probably wouldn't think anything of it, but for me I loved it.
I asked myself "Why do I get aroused?" when I found that things started clicking together starting at an early age. For example, the fashion catalogues I used to stare at, the women I adored, and the sexy clothing I wished women would wear more often.
All my life, I loved seeing women dressed up in fine clothing and it wasn't until I started dressing up till I started appreciating it even more. Apart from the arousal, crossdressing has also strengthened friendships, made me a better male dresser (I rarely wear the same old boring t-shirts anymore), given me motivation to work and more of a reason to draw and write.
I used to dread waking up in the morning to go to college/work. Now I get excited simply by opening my closet and saying "What dress should I wear today?" with work being always a motivation as I have a means to get the clothing I've dreamed of.
I Started Puting On Pantyhose An Dresses. I Think Some Of Us Was Girls Back In Previouse Time. I Allso Wore Panties Bras Underneath At School. An I Played In My Mom Closet An My Sister Did To.
Tammy Lynn
I have a similar story to Trisha Anne.
When I was around 6 or 7 I used to try on my Mothers old tights that she put in her sewing store. She also kept some dresses and heels in my bedroom so it was quite easy to dress up at bedtime.
I always remember how elegant Mum looked when my parents went out. I knew then that was how I wanted to look.
Adele. xxx
It was that Sears & Roebuck catalog we got back in the '50's. Would leaf through the women's wear section and see all things girls got to wear that was out of sight from boys. I would imagine what it was like to wear their things. Also with my imaginary money; was buying everything in sight as well.
Then one day I was left alone in the house, and knew no one was going to return for hours. Just started trying mom's things on. Good ol days, no body, hair, no beard, and her clothes & even heels fit me.
By the time I graduated from eight grade (12-13) I had been repeating the process whenever I could for several years. The real kick I got, was when the 8th grade girls were allowed to wear nylons & heels for graduation. I had been wearing the same things before most of them were permitted.
And there I was stuck with a white shirt, bow tie & suit.
I was 5 years old when my mom dressed me up in girls cloths for halloween. I complained but when everydoor I came to all I got was, where's your custom little girl? I started to relize then that I enjoyed being a girl.
Years later I saw a movie called "Norman is that You". I started sneeking my mother's nighties and wearing some of her clothes. I think I was around 10 or 11 years of age at this time.
Being new here, and obviously incompetent, I managed to post a message under the above title, intended for this thread, into the "Schoolgirl attire" thread. I don't know how to move it, so I can only apologise to everyone and promise to try to be more careful next time.
had an older sister, 6/7 years older, we were very close. At about 14 years she would let me see her in her underwear, stockings, girdle, panties, some times naked !! Was fascinated, then found some of her underwear, tried it on, was hooked. here I am many years on, still hooked !! Sometimes arousing, another time just NICE !!
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I was told my baby sitter used to dress me up when I was under 1 yr old. But the first time I did it was around 12-13. Put on a nightgown.. one of those layered things of nylon and tricot. This would have been around 1969. I loved the feeling. Then moved on to slips, hose, pantyhose, panties, dresses, etc.
Did not dress fully in wig, makeup until I was in my 40's.
Michelle
It all started at a very young age, around 3-4 yrs., my mom would give my a pair of pantyhose to fascinate me.. and oh my god I have been fascinated ever since! Things started todevelope in my late teens, Mome was a Cameo Co. Lingerie sales woman- With a huge amount of showoff peices!, I was inheaven for a very long time.:happy: I Was discovered but she kinda understood, (I think)?, Anyway I started to buy my own lingere, hose, sweaters and blouses and things. Now I am tottaly addicted< with some other problems. I LOVE feeling like a woman!
Well I got into crossdressing when I was 9/10 because of my older sister.
I remeber it like it was yesterday. One day she was bored so she asked me if she could dress me like a little girl at first I didn't want to but lucky for me she kept begging til I said ok. She dressed me in frilly yellow panties, white petticoats, white tights, black maryjanes, and lovely yellow satin party dress.
She also put pink lipstick on me and came up with my girly name Alexis Michelle. I ended up loving it so much my mom started buying me my own clothes and raising me like a girl and actually got me into an all girls school for middle and high school no one found out my secret but one girl who is now my wife.
Aaah memories:battingeyelashes:
Michelle:doll:
a blizzard..boots...age 9...and...
My first memories of it were when i was about 5 or 6 I found some old clothes of my sisters and moms in the basement and just had to try them on. Found some nice days of the week girls panties and a short grey skirt which i just loved and hid and wore whenever i could get a chance. i have been hooked eversince and even was as brave to wear the panties to school some days. i still vividly recall looking through that first batch of girls clothing in the baement that day arround 45 years ago.