When I was 6 years old I found my Moms pantyhose, bra and rib knit body suit. Instantly I was hooked. I lost track of time and Mom saw the collar when she checked on me and adjusted the blanket. She then put her hands under the foot of the blanket and felt my legs. I fell asleep out of pure exhaustion. Later that night I woke up and took her clothes off and put them under my mattress. A couple of days went by and I remembered her clothes. I stuck my hands under the mattress and found a bag of pantyhose, rib knit body suits and bras. I put everything back in the bag and under the mattress. Next day I returned home from school and Mom told me to look in my dresser. There were the clothes out of the wrapper and folded in a drawer. A note said to stay in my room when wearing the clothes and that she would tell me when Dad was coming home. Every year Mom bought me new clothes and she would take me to a church to donate the others.
I was 10 or 11 Mom yelled that Dad was going to work overtime. A few minutes later she called me for dinner. A few seconds later she said to hurry. I put a pair of short pants and a t-shirt on and ran down stairs. Mom smirked and asked what I was using for boobs. Grapefruits. She looked at my legs and made a comment to keep my legs under the table. Mom said to remove my boobs. I took my t-shirt off and reached for the zipper in back. Mom tapped my hands and unzipped me. I pulled out the grapefruits. After dinner I put the grapefruits back in my bra and Mom zipped me. The next day Mom bought a few bags of balloons and told me to use them instead of grapefruits. This continued till I graduated and enlisted.
I got home from basic/boot. Mom asked what food I wanted, I gave her a few. Mom said there's some new clothes in my bedroom. I stayed dressed for most of the 2 weeks. The day before I left Mom asked me if I was a cross dresser. I said yes. She asked if I had a female name, I didn't. She said that I should think of one.
Fast forward about 30 years
My wife and I were having a quiet time at home. I was wearing a LBD. Mom walks in w/o knocking. Wife panicked and froze. Mom said Hi Cheryl. Wife relaxed. Mom asked me to put a shirt and pants on. Cut off and a tight tank top. Mom asked wife how I was able to walk in heels. wife said years of practice.
Next week Mom called before visiting. She asked who would be at the house. I told her Cheryl. I asked if she would like me to put a shirt and shorts on. Mom said no it's your house please be comfortable. Mom got more use to seeing me dressed than in male mode. Mom gave me a request to wear my LBD pantyhose and my fetish L cup bra to her funeral. I asked the funeral director and was given the go ahead. 2 years ago when my Mom passed away I full en femme.
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Thank you for all your help Mom.
be safe. karrin
Originally Posted by Nikkilovesdresses
