I'm just wondering if anyone else started because of someone else's influence? A friend, family member, etc.
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I'm just wondering if anyone else started because of someone else's influence? A friend, family member, etc.
I started all on my own. I don't know why I started, and don't even care.
Well...
I have to say my sister forced me to wear one of her night gown when i was 8 for a game. I hated it! lol.
Funny to see a few years after, after another dispute with my sister, I sneaked secretly in her room as a vengeance and wore a nice outfit and surprisingly i found it rather cool and I got troubled.
That's how it all begun.
So i'd say it went by myself but indirectly in reaction to my sister who annoyed me at the time as well.
Started myself guess feeling was allways there deep inside till one day it surfaced.
I started wearing my sisters leotards when I was about 5 all on my own. I had no idea why other than it made me feel good.
Started by myself without any encouragement/provocation.
Don't know why I did it.
Probably started as the curiousity of youth, but couldn't say 100%... It's easy enough to forget exact feelings in after 15 years. I guess I must have enjoyed it though or I wouldn't be here right now :)
LIke Niki Michelle, I started with my sister's leotards and tights over some silky panties out of curiosity. I would guess the influence that started me off was when a girl in my class at age 9 wore her leotard to perform a dance for us. My thoughts drifted off to the times my sister and her neighborhood friend would play in house in their leotards and tights and the girls in her dance class, making me curious of how it would feel to be dressed in them myself. I was so titillated at the silky all over squeeze on me in a leotard over tights, seeing a leotarded me in the mirror as I minced about the house home alone dressed, even the anticipation of slipping them on, that I have been hooked ever since.
I accept full respnsibility for my present state of gender confusion!!
I would like to blame someone else, but I can't....This is all of my own doing!!
I did it all on my own,,, found a box full of clothes and then I was hooked
I would suggest that even if somebody else sowed the seed, it had to be fertile ground.
In my case no-one else was involved.
totally and completely on my own.
I've always been a self starter and this is no exception.
I am quite sure that the urge to dress was always in me, but I am certainly aware of some "triggers" early in my life that got me started actually doing it. Mainly this was seeing my mother and her friends all dressed up for special occasions -- I was fascinated by their clothes, shoes, jewelry, hair and makeup. My mom, who really expected a girl and was rather surprised when I popped out, enabled my fascination with the feminine to some extent -- she would put lipstick and nail polish on me from time to time, let me get my ears pierced, and bought me my first pair of heels -- but I don't think any of this would have "taken" if I hadn't had an underlying predilection toward transgenderism.
- Diane
Being the only child in the family--read: rotten spoiled brat:eek:--I was a self starter.
Introduced
An older neighborhood girl I played with alot was really fascinated with dressing boys as girls, and I was her guinea pig. At first I resisted it. But I'd always had a fascination with costumes, and something clicked. She was 11, I was 7 or 8 when it started.
A majority of my best friends were girls, and I was not into sports at all, or rough-and-tumble play.
So I was not a self-starter, but I became highly motivated, dressing completely w/makeup by age 11 or so (oh to be size 4 again :daydreaming: ). I was never focused on a particular article of clothing, but the complete presentation.
-- Diane
My mother used me to make clothes for someone less needy. I hated it then but started dressing about 2 years later. I don't think that 's what started it, but who knows what goes on in an 8yr olds mind.
I started on my own. Tried to supress it for many years, but now it's a integral part of who I am as a person.
When I was in the 2nd or 3rd grade, I apparently ran out of clean underwear for school one day, and my mom had me wear a pair of my sisters panties.
During the day I noticed a certain level of arousal, or, what ever passed for arousal in a little kid. As I look back, it seems a pretty obvious classical conditioning sequence. In any case, as I matured the conditioned response to silky underwear flourished.
I suspect there is a similar conditioning sequence at the root of most transvestic fetishes.
I doed all by myself !:o :battingeyelashes: e
I can't say I was "introduced". Instead, call me a co-instigator. I had two neighbor brothers as playmates when I was age 6. One older than me, one younger.
When shoes became available again toward the end of WWII, their Mom threw several pairs of her old heels into the trash. We retrieved them and jointly decided wearing them would be fun. Strutting around in those heels was great until their Mom saw us. Well, it was fun while it lasted.
About 3 years later I had a weekly opportunity to get into my Mom's closet and try on just about everything she had. That was completely solo; I had no outside influence. This adventure came with a good measure of guilt, so I was extremely careful to leave no traces. That went on for several years. I never had reason to believe Mom ever knew.
No one led me down the path of temptation. I found my own way.
Daisy
My wife and I were joking around and when she saw me dressed in stockings, heels and lingerie she made a fateful comment: "We have to buy you a dress"!
And that was that!
tina
pulled myself up by my own bra straps.
a best friend and me played roll playing games I was always the girl so I dressed as one
also my mom said I should be more like my sister i missunderstood her completly
and also it was fun
As an only child, I didnt have any sisters to borrow things so i would sneak some time with moms stockings, slips, etc. Was always fascinated by womens clothes and my first big opportunity came wen I was pledging for a college fraternity in 83. All pledges had to show up at a party in drag per the pledgemaster.
I nervously mentioned it to mom and she smiled and shared she thought some of her things were streched out a bit and we would have to go shopping and we were off to her local dress shop. I admit I was embarassed when she advised her SA friend and our neighbor but she was great.
Took me to a dressing room, took measurements and came back with a corset and panties. I blushed deep red and she said lets go and I had the panties on and she was lacing me in to the corset. I swam on the college team and my body was clean shaven . When she put the stockings on, what a sensation. Black dress and accessories followed. Had to undress and stopped with mom for a pair of pumps. On the day of the party, my mom drew me a bath with oils and started to help me dress. She set my hair in rollers and painted my nails in her favorite red color, a first on both counts. I finished dressing and was off to the party. I was shocked because I was the only pledge who went all the way, some guys just put on a dress , amkeup and a cheap wiig. I go a little too much attention , especially from girls who complimented me on the loook and gave a pinch or two.
[SIZE="2"]I was a self-starter, but I’m self-taught about nearly everything. I had to discover all about crossdressing on my own, one step at a time, and that process continues to this very day. I wish someone had introduced me to this secretive world at a tender age, so I could have tapped into my true self earlier. An imaginative babysitter, a kindly aunt, a playful older sister, or a crossdressing boyfriend would have been just the thing. I daydream about what never happened, but it’s too late to go back…:sad:[/SIZE]Quote:
Originally Posted by VanessaVW
I was a self starter, at 5, then the workd by 8.
Self starter at about 4 years old.
wel i think i started with a game,at night when i was young. MY brother, and my 2 sisters and i were playing in my sisters room. And out of nowhere, my brother forced me to slip on a nightgown of my sister's. they thought it was funny...i didnt. BUt after that, i was naturally drawn back to my sisters clothes.....especially that night, when i slipped into her room to try on that gown again. And of course i was caught! All i could say was "my brother forced me too."
Definitely self-starter!
All by myself
as a child I was totally a self starter-my sister didn't at the time, know that I was wearing her things.
As an adult, my x-wife got me started a second time by inviting me to dress in her things - to live out a lesbian fantasy. After that, I was hooked.
Self starter all the way. No one had to push me.
Self-Starter here!
I am sure I would have ended up dressing in girly things without help. But I got a lot of help from my mother. She made dresses at home and specialised in weddings. A young boy is often about the size of a young adult woman, so my brother and I were frequently used as live manequins.
I think in my youth, with my mother;'s help, I must have worn maybe 30 or 40 wedding dresses and lots of brdesmad dresses. I remember one time wearing a particularly pretty dress and we got a bit silly and dolled me up completely and pretended I was getting married. My mother thought it was pretty cute she often said it was a crying shame I had been born a boy because I'd have made a very pretty girl.
Hannah
To the best of my recollection, my earliest memory of dressing as a girl was being dressed by my sister. She said I was like her "doll". She paraded me outside to show me off. My Mom was outside hanging clothes on the clothesline, saw me and said "get him back inside and take that stuff off him!", which I would say was a little bit disapproving.
In one sense, that would be my "introduction". But did it happen because my sister wanted to play dress-up with a life-sized doll OR did I put myself in that position eagerly and without consciously being aware of what I wanted?
After that earliest memory, I have been totally self-taught. When I would be left home alone, I would dig through my sister's drawers, trying on her stuff. She seemed to always notice (I was not so careful putting things back the same way I found them) so eventually I started using my Mom's stuff (OMG! Those Hanes stockings!!). My Mom would go visit my Grandmother all-day every week or two and I figured out that if I was "sick" on one of those days, I could play dress-up for a long time.
After I graduated from high school I started using make-up and started doing complete transitions.
And since then, I have done nothing but gotten better, all through self-teaching.
I would say that I started all by myself and yes it has been gender confusing at times for me also. I have had struggles with my identity on and off for a long time
I guess I was nudged by my mother. She and one of my Aunts dressed me as a girl for Halloween at an early age. Then again when I was in High School by her and some of her neighbor lady friends. In between those times I had been raiding her closet. She would let me try on new shoes. And gave me some old ones to wear around the house. Maybe that's where my fetish for heels came from. LOL!! It was nice being an only child from that stand point. My Dad didn't say too much, plus he was away alot.
Renee
Self starter at a very early age.
Started all on my own. Don't really remember how old I was, but I'm pretty sure I was in middle school at the time.
started on my own, no sister, eldest boy of three. enquired about 'why can't I wear dresses' to my mum and grandmother at age 3or4. never got one but an old dress my size appeared in a chest of drawers where bedding etc was kept, in my room at some point, also a teen bra(certainly not my mother's) appeared in an airing cupboard. A pair of white satin shoes and a fur coat were kept in my wardrobe too. never discussed anytime by my Mum, and she never knew the extent of my dressing after my marriage.
Was my own decision. I wanted to know what it was like to dressup like a girl. Discovered that it was more fun than I had expected.
Self starter.
Not just a self-starter, at about age 10, but totally alone in my crossdressing activities for decades. There was no internet when I started, and I dared not to discuss my desire with anyone else. So I learned makeup and dressing from magazines, and I was always interested in reading all I could about crossdressing in psychology books.
When I read a post about someone asking for tips about putting on makeup, eyelashes, etc., my tip always includes "practice". I guess that's because everything I know I learned on my own. Not a burden, though. I always enjoyed learning and practicing.
I have a vague recollection of being dressed in girls clothes by my sister as a kind of a live doll at a very early age. I am sure this was the initial seed.
Started dressing again during puberty and even now it is still a sexual rather than a lifestyle thing.
My sister used to dress me up in her Swimming Costume and Nightgowns thats where it all started when she stopped dressing me i used to sneak the clothes from her and my mom.
I'm a self starter though I started out late and as an "admirer". This was all due to discovering a crossdressing magazine at the local ABS. I found myself intrigued and attracted to M2F transgendered. Following years of being a "trannychaser", I finally became intrigued enough to start dressing and have been happily doing it since.
Started all by my lonesome. Didn't seem to need any coaxing in this area.
Self initiated activity from day one.
this crossdressing thing started all on my own with no introduction to
or provocation by anyone else.It is a manifestation of my own curiosity
and puberty gone mad.But what a thrill ride it has been..........dana.