It started at a young age. Growing up, I had a lot of female influence in my house. By the time I was 11 or 12, I was always getting into their things, dressed, heels, lingerie, makeup. The curiosity, stayed with me through my teens. When I was 18 or so, I was dating a girl who enjoyed feminizing me. At that point I was hooked. Sadly, we broke up. Although the feelings never went away, life got the way and my feminine side went on the back burner. Around the age of 50, she started to boil over. She drove me crazy, almost to the point of a nervous breakdown. At 56, I finally accepted her and came out to my wife.
