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    wish that it were that easy.
    You are so lucky to have an understanding wife that has stayed with you. My situation is different. We have talked and talked and I know that would not be the case with us.
    I'm not willing to put her in that position, I love her too much.
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    Quote Originally Posted by cdinmd206 View Post
    I remember when I was in cub scouts we did a play and I was very disappointed when i did not get the female role. I would have gotten to wear a very frilly Mexican type skirt and blouse. It was about then i realized the sears and roebuck catalogs had the lingerie section and I spent lots of times looking and wondering what the items would feel like wearing them.
    A couple of years later I was staying with my aunt for a couple of weeks during the summer. On a rainy day my female cousin and I were wondering what to do and my aunt suggested for us to play dress up. Well not only did I get to wear a frilly dress but I got to wear everything that females wear under their dresses. Long story short I spent the rest of my visit wearing my cousins things and loved it.
    I was the female role lol and then dress as a girl for the cub scouts Halloween party

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    My mother would do the laundry in a washing machine kept in the kitchen. It was against the rules of the housing project to have a washer in an apartment. She hung the laundry to dry on a clothes line running down the length of the hallway to the bedrooms. There was also a drying rack hung over the bathtub. I was attracted to her nylon slips. I loved the feel of the material. I would caress or fondle the material as I passed by. I progressed to taking them off the clothesline and trying them on. There was no desire to be a girl. I just was attracted to the feel of the fabric. She also hung her floor length nylon nightgowns which I also loved.

    When I was in kindergarten my teacher complimented my cowboy shirt one day. She referred to it as a "blouse." I let her know in no uncertain terms that was "a shirt and not a blouse!!!" This awakening did not occur until my mother started doing the laundry in the apartment.

    Why? Now becomes the difficult part of trying to figure all this out. I was a post WW2 baby. Our family had lived with my paternal grandmother until we were able to move into a post WW2 apartment building for veterans. I was three years old. I remember I was still in a crib. Some years later I started having visions of myself as a young dead woman laying in an overgrown lot. I was dressed only in a white slip. I still have that imprinted memory. I always found it unusual because we did not have a television set. So, there was no news to watch. I could not read yet. I did not go to school yet. This was something I would not have encountered. Why would a four or five year old have an image like that? Several years ago my wife started watching a program series of kids with past life experiences. I did some internet research on the subject. Most of the research indicates the child usually forgot those experiences as he or she got older. Of course, all this hinges on whether one accepts that premise at all. My wife does believe it is possible. If she and I were to ever have a sit down and discuss my cross dressing I would bring it up. I always found it funny that my love of women's clothing started with my mother's white nylon slips and that image of myself as a dead young woman in a white slip laying in an overgrown field.

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    I would mess with my mothers clothes when I was around 4 or 5. There was not one hint if sexuality to it for me. I did this until I turned 12. Once I discovered sex and females, I started to play with the clothes of whomever I was dating.

    It wasn't until I was about 24 that I met someone that helped bring out the CD in me and I was able to finally engage in my sexual fetish. Since then I was with 3 people and only did a little around them. My current relationship I decided I was gonna be me 100%. Today I'm 42 years old and have been CDing since around 2000

    I do not have facial or body hair at all anymore, compared to most of my life being forced to keep a goatee. I got rid of all my baggy clothes and most of my Male dominated clothes in exchange for skin tight clothes purchased solely in the women's section. I even buy my sandals and shoes from the womens section lol

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    When i was 14 my mom suggested i use her Elvira costume for halloween slinky dress,heels and pantyhose with fishnets over.I was hooked
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    Quote Originally Posted by Stephanie47 View Post
    My mother would do the laundry in a washing machine kept in the kitchen. It was against the rules of the housing project to have a washer in an apartment. She hung the laundry to dry on a clothes line running down the length of the hallway to the bedrooms. There was also a drying rack hung over the bathtub. I was attracted to her nylon slips. I loved the feel of the material. I would caress or fondle the material as I passed by. I progressed to taking them off the clothesline and trying them on. There was no desire to be a girl. I just was attracted to the feel of the fabric. She also hung her floor length nylon nightgowns which I also loved.

    When I was in kindergarten my teacher complimented my cowboy shirt one day. She referred to it as a "blouse." I let her know in no uncertain terms that was "a shirt and not a blouse!!!" This awakening did not occur until my mother started doing the laundry in the apartment.

    Why? Now becomes the difficult part of trying to figure all this out. I was a post WW2 baby. Our family had lived with my paternal grandmother until we were able to move into a post WW2 apartment building for veterans. I was three years old. I remember I was still in a crib. Some years later I started having visions of myself as a young dead woman laying in an overgrown lot. I was dressed only in a white slip. I still have that imprinted memory. I always found it unusual because we did not have a television set. So, there was no news to watch. I could not read yet. I did not go to school yet. This was something I would not have encountered. Why would a four or five year old have an image like that? Several years ago my wife started watching a program series of kids with past life experiences. I did some internet research on the subject. Most of the research indicates the child usually forgot those experiences as he or she got older. Of course, all this hinges on whether one accepts that premise at all. My wife does believe it is possible. If she and I were to ever have a sit down and discuss my cross dressing I would bring it up. I always found it funny that my love of women's clothing started with my mother's white nylon slips and that image of myself as a dead young woman in a white slip laying in an overgrown field.
    Very interesting! In later years I did a past life regression. I was a 11 year old girl that died in a house fire set by her brother. The details of the regression were verified to that date and the place. Which made sense to me as I felt as a kid I was finishing something of some sort. It explained a great many things. Including a birth defect that left me some feminine attributes.

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    Started at about 13 when I wore a pair of tights. I was about 30 when I started wearing dresses and skirts.

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    When I was around 4 or 5 I used to get into my aunts' closets and play dress-up. Then around 11 or so I discovered my mom's nylons hanging in the bathroom. Once I tried them on, I was hooked. I my late teens, I had a girlfriend who used to dress me up. The desire to dress subsided and in my 50s it came back and I have been enjoying every minute of it.

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    I started as a Teenager, start buying Panties in my mid twenties and here I am now wearing Brassiere to work.

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    I also started young, I really don't remember my age but I would guess 3- 5 years, and I don't remember for sure what set it off, but I remember a TV show with "show girl" dancers. You know the shiney tights, high heels, beautiful long legs, sparkling leotards, plus these girls had tail feathers! I rember snitching one of mom's bras and stuffing it, wearing a t-shirt and undies and trying to memic the huge fluffy tail the dancers were wearing. I also remember the feeling I got. Being so young I didn't understand it, but now I realize it was a sexual feeling. Even at that early age my body knew what was going on even though my head didn't! Dressing for me has mosly been sexual fetish first and just wanting to be feminine has been second.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Ginger82 View Post
    Did you always feel more femme than male or did you start experimenting with crossdressing and it progressed from there? Obviously it doesn’t fall neatly into those two categories, they’re just examples of what I’m asking. But what’s your story…?
    I remember at age 4 or 5, being a pre school and waiting on my mom being the last kid there. The owner of the place was talking to another mom and I stood there and saw her in a skirt, tank top and t-strap sandals stand with one hand on her hip, feet apart, one in front of the other and then mimicking her stance.
    Around the same time I would go to my grandma’s and she would have her panties in the shower as she would wash them for whatever reason. I’d always try them on. Then around 12 or so I took the plunge and would dress in my mom’s clothes while i was alone at home.

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    I had an aunt that used to live with us when I was a kid, maybe 10 years old. When she wasn’t home I used to sneak into her room and go through her panty drawer. It was a big turn on to examine them but one day i decided to put a pair on, I knew i liked it right then and there but didn’t really continue with it. She moved out and I wasnt able to go through her panties any more. Flash forward to a few years ago when i was like 25 and my ex girlfriend used to leave panties and stuff at my house and I started trying them on again lol. It made me so hard but then she caught me because she could tell they were stretched out a bit lol. I had to stop but she ended up breaking up with me anyway lol. Then a few weeks ago I was talking to a trans woman I met online. We were chatting and she intrigued me to try it again and for real this time. I went to macys and bought a pair of red lace panties and black nylons and dressed up. I loved it so much I went on a victorias secret shopping spree and bought all kinds of nylons and even a pair of stiletto heels on amazon lol. I have been completely entrenched in it for the past few weeks and i love it. I feel so alive and My sex drive has never been higher. I really wish I could find a woman or trans woman to dress with in real life. It gives me such a rush.

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    I can't say for sure when it really started, since I've always felt like I was supposed to be a girl - and tried to dress the part whenever I could.

    One of my earliest memories (apologies to those who have seen this before) is staying overnight at my grandparents' house. Since they didn't have PJ's for me, my grandmother would break out a housedress of hers, put a belt on me, and hike the skirt up to where I wouldn't trip on it. I WAS IN HEAVEN! I remember announcing that I was now a girl. Of course they ignored my "childish nonsense" (I think I was about four at the time). Needless to say, I found every excuse I could to sleep over.
    Years later, I liberated some outfits from their attic. I think they must have been dresses, etc. that my mother and/or aunts when they were younger.

    Of course, I also "borrowed" a few things from my sister - until I got caught with them in my possession, and got in trouble for it.

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    I was about 12 for some unknown reason I tried on a dress and from there it started and hasn't stopped since
    Last edited by rhonda; 06-13-2019 at 07:24 AM.

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    Around 12/13 my mother used me as a dress dummy for sewing and alterations which I hated at first. Then when I started wearing some undergarments to make things fit better I went head over heels (no pun intended).

    But then after I started showing too much interest in remaining the girdle, bra etc. after the fitting was over, I got replaced buy a dress form from a second hand store. But by then I was hooked and never looked back.

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    For me I have two instances. First one was when I was 6 my dad was dating my step mom and he dropped off at her place to play with my younger step sister while he went to work. They had a small pool in the back yard and my step sister wanted to go swimming. I couldn't go swimming with her because I didn't have a bathing suit. So my step mom didn't want me to miss out on the fun gave me one of her bikini bottoms to put on and go swimming. At first I was scared because I was wearing a bikini but I got over that quickly because we was in the back yard and nobody could see. The feeling of the wet bikini felt good to my body. I saw my step mom laying out sun bathing in her bikini while we was swimming and I felt like I was her daughter. After that day I loved bikinis. The second time was a few days later my dad dropped me off again to play with my step sister and he had to work late so I ended up having to spend the night there. Well playing all day I got dirty and had to take a shower before bed and I didn't have any extra clothes so she gave me one of her t shirts and a pair of black satin panties and sweatpants to sleep in. When I pulled the panties up my friend down there got all happy and I didn't understand why but I felt like I was in heaven. It felt so good I wanted to wear them everyday. The next day I asked if I could keep them and she laughed and said no that's women's underwear and that was the only time I was going to wear them because I didn't have extra clothes. Well from that day I wanted her panties again and a few months later my dad married her and at night when they was watching TV and I was supposed to be in bed I was like a Ninja trying to find them black satin panties again so I could sleep in them. When I found them I was so happy and was hooked on panties. Then years later when she was not home I would try on her dresses and other stuff. From then on I been dressing ever since. But she did find out I did take her panties lol.

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    I was 13 when I started dressing. It was just out of a mild curiosity when I got into a beautiful floral patterned dress. I just loved the feeling of it. Felt so relaxed and it's been ongoing every so often ever since.

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    Over the years I learned from my mom, and my father when he was dying that they wanted a girl. They already had a boy so the second child, me, was supposed to be a girl.
    Before I was old enough to go to school mom dressed me as a girl. She would tell me that people thought I was a pretty girl. When it was time for me to go to school my hair was cut, clothes changed and off I went.
    I did not have the closeness with my mom after that point as when I was treated as a girl. When my dad was dying I took a picture of my daughter into his hospital room. I asked him if he recognized the picture and he insisted it was me dressed as a girl. He told me my mom used to dress me as a girl.
    Mom has admitted she wanted a girl, and that people used to think I was a girl but has not admitted to dressing me up.
    When my mom went to work I used to wear her clothing as much as I could.
    So I do not remember a time when I have not dressed.

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    My first memory is begging my mother to wear nail polish when I was three. She complied, and I ran outside to show all the other kids in the neighborhood. They made fun of me because “only girls wear nail polish,” but I didn’t care. I also remember asking my mother to tie ribbons in my hair from time to time. She did, but they kept falling out because my hair was too short. By the time I got to high-school, wearing female clothing, borrowed from my mother, was just something I did. By that time I was dressing fully, with socks stuffed into my bra. Great days.

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    I remember wearing my sister's full white petticoat when I was about 4. I don't think that was the first time I had it on. After that it was mom's slips and nightgowns.

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    That sounds a lot like me. I was just a bit younger, but petticoats got me hooked (and still do!)

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    Tried on my mothers pantyhose a couple of times as a teen. Didn't do anything further with it for 3 decades.

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    Definitely pantyhose for me! Still my favourite and don’t feel dressed without them.

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    I did not have a sister, but I purchased my first petticoat in the 60's from Sears.

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    I had always felt more femme from as early as I can remember. I remember wearing my sisters clothes from an early age (and being told off by my parents because boys don’t wear girls clothes). I didn’t understand everything then, now I’m aware that I’m trans and everything makes sense, but growing up was tough!

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    I have a mental obsession with Panties, I love the shspea, colors, feel,fitting, so I started going to stores and buy secretly when I was in my mid twenties, now I wear bras, slips, pantyhose, it's a neverending obsession.
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