When I originally started crossdressing as a teen, it was predominantly because I had a massive satin fetish. My motivation was purely to cover myself in as much smooth, slippery satin as possible. I'd wear my mother's nightdresses, pjs, and blouses - anything made of satin or similar silky fabric. Sometimes I'd wear odd combos - a satin blouse with satin pj bottoms, or satin pjs with a nightdress on top ( which ended up looking like a bridal gown, of sorts ).
One night, while wearing one of my mother's white satin blouses, I went looking for a pair of pj bottoms but couldn't find any - they must have all been in the wash. But what I did find, lying on my mother's bed, was a cotton floral skirt. It wasn't silky, so I hadn't previously paid it much attention, but now that I'd no other satin items to try on, I decided to give it a go. I picked it off the bed and quickly slipped into it - pulling up the back zipper and fastening the clasp. It was a light yellow, the flowers a combination of red and sandy brown.
And then I felt it - a wave of excitement flashing through me. The combo of satin blouse & cotton skirt felt so good - so right. I suddenly felt utterly girly and feminine. I stared at myself in the mirror - the gloss of the satin under the lights and the bright floral patterns on the skirt. I looked like my mother on her way to work. And for the first time I didn't just want to wear girl's clothes - I wanted to BE a girl.
I remember running my hands across the blouse and skirt and whispering "I'm a girl... I'm a girl forever."
I then put on one of my mother's pearl necklaces, plus a couple of her rings. My feet were too large to fit her shoes, otherwise I would have tried on a pair. And I just stood there for quite a while, staring at my reflection and letting the feelings of femininity overwhelm me.
Of course, I soon had to take the clothes off and put them back in place before my parents got home. But I'll always remember that night because, while I'd been wearing women's clothing for a few months beforehand, I firmly believe that it was this exact moment when I became a fully fledged crossdresser.
No longer was it merely a satin fetish - it was an overwhelming desire to wear any manner of women's clothing and the seeds of a deep down longing to be female.
I still love satin, btw - it's always my first choice of clothing. But anything feminine will do.
Originally Posted by Samantha2015
