When i was a young teen, never caught but maybe my mom suspected her things were disturbed? I don't plan on asking her so I will never know.
Almost caught in one of my wife's dresses while she was away . Put it on, but it was waaay small and i almost did not get it off.
I was never caught wearing them, but caught with some of my mom's panties in my room a couple times. Didn't go over well. I think my excuse was "You didn't do laundry yet this week and I thought it would make you do it more often if YOU ran out of clothes."
I wasn't caught, but had an extremely close call. I came in late from work one night, everyone was asleep. The wife fell asleep on the couch. I went to our bathroom, and the avon sample box was sitting out (she was a rep at one time). I saw a particularly pretty shade of hot pink I wanted to try, and there was LOTS of that particular color, so I tried it on. Then I thought about the really sexy white heeled sandals she had gotten earlier in the week, and grabbed them to try on real quick. Now usually, my hearing is very good. But this particular night, I did not hear her walk into the bedroom. I turned around, with hot pink lipstick and her heels on, and she was walking into the bathroom. I immediately hugged her, she said "I thought I heard you come in". I quickly excused myself to get a drink, as she went towards the bathroom. I have no idea how she didn't see me in her heels, or hear me walking in them as I darted off to another part of the house. She must have been half asleep. Just glad she didn't ask for a kiss...
I have since had the talk with her, BTW.
Newbee on the forum though have been following you guys for years. Was never Caught when I used to wear relatives items but back when I started at 12 I was dressed up in the favourite Black body in bed, luckly had my pjamas over it and dad had came in and lay down to say goodnight, literally bricked myself the underwire if i didn't keep my distance he would feel. Another time I had left control top tights on the top of the other bed and my brother came in messing about, was incredibly lucky they didn't get spotted. I remember another rushed attempt chucking off shoes into the room they came from but generally got better hiding my antics and didn't do it as much, though I still feel the urge and am back here again.
When I was I think four, I was envious of all the attention my older sister got when mom got her ready for school. So one day when they were busy with that, I went and put on one of my sister's older dresses and went up to them and said that I was ready to go to school too. Mom just changed me back to my boy clothes, and then we took my sister to school. When we came back, mom asked me if I really wanted to wear the dress, but said it in such a way that it implied that my answer should be no, so that's what I said. Later that day, when my sister came home from school, she beat me to an inch of my life for taking her clothes. When I said they were old and she was too big to wear them anymore, she got even madder, and said it didn't matter, they were hers and I shouldn't ever touch anything of hers. Then she beat me some more. Didn't stop me from taking her old clothes, just made me much better at hiding the fact. I was never caught again.
Some causes of crossdressing you've probably never even considered: My TG biography at:http://www.crossdressers.com/forums/...=1#post1490560
There's an addendum at post # 82 on that thread, too. It's about a ten minute read.
Why don't we understand our desire to dress, behave and feel like a girl? Because from childhood, boys are told that the worst possible thing we can be, is a sissy. This feeling is so ingrained into our psyche, that we will suppress any thoughts that connect us to being or wanting to be feminine, even to the point of creating separate personalities to assign those female feelings into.
When I was young, I remember having difficulty removing my Sister's dress because it was rather tight around the chest.Originally Posted by darla_g
Aged 5, big sister had a "girls" bike that I wanted to try riding.
Didn't want anyone to think I was a sissy riding a girls bike, so I put on her pretty girls clothes (we looked simular from a distance) so people would think it was her riding the bike.
Little bit surprised to find her, my mum & dad at the window watching
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Never caught...but a couple of close calls when my wife arrived home early from work. Therefore, I no longer dress unless she is out of town for a day or two...which isn't very often!
The last time, I was taking pics and everything in upstairs bedroom...got everything tossed into a closet and into the bathroom in time to be taking a shower!
She may even suspect...definitely knows I LOVE a woman in lingerie which thank god she indulges me in by dressing in sexy things often! Bonus...? Lots of things for me to wear as well!
My grandmother caught me wearing my sisters tutu one time. Never said anything.
Another time I had left a pair of my sister's panties inside my pillow case. To my horror I came home from school to find that my mom had washed and changed my bed linen. She had put the panties back inside the new pillow case and never said anything...
Lori
Keep your self away from these things .
ive been caught a few times when i was a teen wearing sisters and mums clothes, they all just denied what i was and just shouted me down, wasn't a good time in my life i htink they all thought it would just go away and i would "grow" out of it. arent they completely wrong
Have to laugh about drawing diagrams of lingerie drawers! I remember being extremely paranoid about getting caught, and I did get quite crafty at making sure things looked less disturbed. My Mom was extremely organized in her drawers so I had to learn how to put everything back perfectly, which entailed rolling up pantyhose and stockings into a "rose" shape. Basically twirling tem around into a ball and threading the panty part through the middle - it kinda looks like a rose, and lined up all the pairs look pretty. My college girlfriend remarked on how well I did it, and how much she appreciated it. My wife knows I dress, and is of course not surprised I know way more about stockings, underwear, and fashion in general than she does. I think in coming to terms with the fact that her husband is "different" she's trying to see the positive side.
My mom found out when I was 17 and found some of her clothes in my room. She was not upset too much, and after that I was able to dress in front of her.
Well when I was 13 my I thought I had a free afternoon and got dressed in my mothers girdle, nylons, bra, a nice blue silk dress, heels and a wig and makup. I thought I was so pretty and was in the kitchen eating when my sister who was 2 years younger came in. I freaked and ran to my moms room to changed and pleaded to my sister not to tell my mother. I am pretty sure she told my mom but my mom or sister never spoke about my dressing. The other time was a few years ago when I was taking pictures of me dressed in my car and accidently sent the pics to my wife. She didn't know about this side of me... and that was a story for another time....
My mom caught me when I was 17 and my dad found out of course and we had a talk about how it was wrong but it was never turned into anything big, but they have no idea to this day.
I was caught when I was 14. I was dressed in a white teenform bra (the pretty one with the lace trim cups), a matching white nylon and lace bikini panty and a white silky lacey Vantiy Fair half slip. The bra and panty were from my sister and the half slip I took from a girl at school. My mom and sister came home from shopping and suprised me. They caught me in a bra,panty and half slip. They were shocked. My mother was upset and took me to my room and talked to me for over an hour (while I was still dressed like this), then told me that if I wanted to dress like a girl, I was going to all day. She grabbed a white lacey dress from my sisters closet and put it on me and made me wear the lingerie and dress around the house all day to teach me a lesson. It was embarrasing. My mom made me do some housework dressed like that all day and my sister called me names-like sissy girl. The only thing it taught me was how much I liked wearing that dress and wore it many times later without them knowing.
I was 8 when my mom caught me wearing her pantyhose and a sun dress. She bent me over her knee and spanked my pantyhose bottom. Told me that good catholic boys dont act that way. Then she made me do housework dressed like a girl. She never told my dad though. I was most sure she would and he would be pissed off.
"Told me that good catholic boys dont act that way." Hey, but the priest get to wear long pretty dresses each Sunday :-)
Sounds like the beginning of a beautiful fetish...
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I wear nylons every day now because of it. LOL. It really helped me feel extra girly since I didnt have the power to fight back.
Great topic, I have been caught three times. Once by my step-sister who was 10 years older. I was 16 at the time. I was in her house, in her room, pulling on a half slip over a pair of her tap pants and her bra. She was not happy and of course told my mother. Second time, only a few weeks later at home by a house sitter we had, my parents were out of town. I was completely dolled up, head to toe. Dress, slip, stockings, heels etc, just walking thru the living room and in the front door comes the housekeeper. Oops!! She did not say much other than you should not do that. Never told my parents. Third time was the best. I was in a neighbors house. No one locked there doors back then, which was great for a lingerie fiend like me. Our family were friends with these folks, nice people, he was a Doctor and she was from Argentina, a gorgeous woman. She was well kept and had an enourmous amount of lingerie. I would frequent her room when there wer gone. That fateful day I was in her room, with many of her things out and spread around on her bed trying things on. I had on a gorgeous black garter belt, bra and panty set, black cuban heeled stockings. I had just come out of the bathroom for a look in the mirror and to grab the most stunning black full slip she kept hanging on the bathroom door. It was black with tan lace everywhere, I was in love with that slip. I was just stepping into it and I heard the door open. Sure enough it was that gorgeous MILF. I made a dash for the bathroom, but she already knew what was going on. She knocked on the door and to my disbelief said "don't worry its ok, I know that boys sometimes do this kind of thing" I was floored and could not utter a word. She then told me to just take the things off and leave them on the bed and that she would not tell anyone. Wow, talk about a close call. The best part is a few weeks later she called me over the her house one day, I was thinking the worst, she had changed her mind?? I was very wrong, she handed me a white shirt box with a note attached that said "You will enjoy this more than me" I opened the box and wrapped in blue tissue paper was that black and ivory slip. It was amazing, she just smiled and told me to leave.
Now if that did not get me hooked for life, what would. Ever since that day CD'ing and Lingerie have been a huge part of my life!!
I was never caught when I was young and started at ten. The amazing part of it is that other than my mom's lingerie and cloths I wore almost every one of the neighborhood ladies and daughters panties and bras. Those days doors not locked so would sneak in and get a bra and panty, sometimes just panties and never take more than one as so they wouldn't notice though I did take some expensive things I know which they must have wondered where they went. When a bit older I would babsit which was the perfect time to go carefully through drawers, closets and hampers and try things on and if I liked something I would borrow it. I'm sure also that some of the ladies noticed things missing off their clothslines too as lived in a nice warm tropical area where clothslines were popular. How I never got caught I don't know. If not for dressing then for stealing.
My wife who does not know as almost came home early a few times.. The secret is to be prepared. Only have what you are going to wear at that time and not a lot of things spread around so managed to scramble and get presentable as a male. She has caught me editing some pics taken of me in a wonderful pink panty and bra set with silver heels full makeup and jewelry taken at our front door. I was foolishly editing them in our office while we were both at our separate desks. She actually could see what I was doing by a reflection of my computer screen in the window behind me and when she got up to take a look the screen would not shut down. She was also on the phone with a girl friend at the time and when she got up to take a look, she had a good look and went right back to her desk, finished her conversation and never said a thing. I was prepared to explain but it never came up thank goodness. This happened one other time when she saw my pic on my computer screen but thought it was from some porn sight off the web.
One last time I thought I might get caught was a time spent when she was out of town and I definitely love to fully dress when shes gone 24/7. Had a wonderful time and was wearing a pair of her favorite earrings and when it came to putting all away carefully I could only find one earring. I sweated for three days hoping she wouldn't find it before I did as I searched every place in the house I'd been and outside too as love to be outdoors dressed.. Imagine if she'd found it in the bed. However, I did find it under the sofa on the third day thank goodness. Just close calls so
I was maybe 7 and my Mom caught me using her make up.
She just smiled and said boys don't wear make up now go take it off before your Dad gets home.
She had a wicked sense of humor because I had on a lot of make up and soap and water wasn't taking it off and she knew that.
I got frantic about 15 min before my Dad came home yelling MOM how do you get this stuff off ???? She would laugh and say just keep scrubbing honey knowing it was making a huge mess.
She finally handed me some cold cream and said use this honey laughing the whole time.I was soo red from all the scrubbing my Dad must have thought I had been in the sun too long.
Mom never told him but she would always remind me about that time.
When I was 14, my aunt came and stayed at our house. She was a small person and I have always been small. She left the house for the day and I took advantage of the situation. Her dresses, nylon panties and bra fit me well. In addition, her pantyhose and slips felt/fit great. Her high heel pumps fit me better than I thought! The Day was magical and set my crossdressing days forever in infamey! Thank You- Aunt Jane! You Cross-Dressing Nephew..................Long Live the panties, hose and pumps!
Love, Crystal
This thread really brings back a lot of memories. I thought that I was the only one paranoid and smart enough to make diagrams of lingerie drawers. I enen made notes about how panties were folded and which bra cup was on the outside. Afterwards, I would tear up the diagrams and flush them down the toilet.
My mom's lingerie draw was usually very neat and organized, but every once is a while everything was just thrown in. I thought it might be a trap. I knew that there was no way I'd be able to put the drawer back together again. When this first happened, I was bummed out and decided to about the mission. After that, I used it as an excuse to explore other drawers. I got into her jewelry box and tried on her (clip) earrings, I got into her makeup drawer and tried on her lipstick, and I even found out that her older clothes and jewelry were stored in a dresser in the basement.
Best of all, I found a couple of her old evening gowns. The one I liked the best was a heavily beaded close-fitting gown with a back zipper. I felt really sexy in it, but I was afraid to zip it all the way up in case I tore it or got stuck in it.
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Hi, I'm Steffi and I'm a crossdresser... And I accept and celebrate both sides of me. Or, maybe I'm gender fluid.
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