There has been a great change in my life as Bre. For me, I grew up very masculine and then it shifted in my early 20s. It changed my life around–big time. I have good female friends in my life, and I’ve admired what they wore. I loved the dresses, skirts, and tops. I never got the chance to try them on. I’ve always hung out with them as male. I had the feelings, wanting to go out dressed as female with them. The opportunity never came. Halloween was the perfect time, which didn’t work. I was disappointed as work called and wanted me to come in.
It was a good thing my friends saw something in this and wanted to pay it forward, in a good way. I knew the opportunity might happen sometime. Finally, in October of 2000 that moment came. The asked me what I was going to dress as on Halloween, and I said I didn’t know. They knew how much I admired their clothing. I was surprised when one of my friends looked at me and asked if I would dress up as female. My eyes lit up knowing it was finally going to happen. Of course, I said, “Let’s do it!”
It was eight weeks before Halloween. The first thing was getting my ears pierced at a tattoo and piercing shop. Next was to a lingerie shop to buy a garter belt, off-black stockings, a bra, and panties. One of my girlfriend’s had the perfect dress; a knee-length black sleeveless dress. Another had the perfect pair of 3-inch heels for me to wear. I was excited. They said they could style my hair. I took the heels home and practiced walking in them—got fairly good at it.
On Halloween I came home early. I showered and shaved and put on street clothes, bringing the rest with me to the apartment where they lived. I dressed in one of their rooms. One friend had breast forms on hand that she never wore and gave them to me to use. I put on the dress and heels. They commented on how good I was going to look when they got done with me. They did my hair and makeup. I wore a pair of 2-inch hoop earrings. I couldn’t believe how much I loved looking in the mirror and at how good I looked dressed as female. They handed me a small clutch purse and off we went to a Halloween party.
I passed very well. I learned quickly and mimicked the other girls, playing with my hair and the earrings. I loved how the stockings felt against my legs. Something else happened, too; I felt my female side coming out and I embraced it. I decided that this side of me wanted out more. My girlfriends could see that they had a new girlfriend in their life as well.
The tough part was telling my mom, and luckily, I had help. My younger sister is a post op MTF. I had been strong in my support for her. I went to her for advice on telling mom. She helped me out, and I did tell my mom that I am a part-time crossdresser. It took her a couple days to accept it. I told her that I planned to live my life as male and dress as Bre couple days a week. This has brought my younger sister and me together more. I love her as my sister, and she sees me as a part-time sister. My mom realized we were both happy and said she is one proud mom of a daughter and her son and sometimes daughter.
I have loved dressing as Bre ever since and I still enjoy my life as male. I’m a part-time crossdresser to this day and with a supportive wife. It happened that one of my female friends introduced me to her. My wife enjoys having Bre as a girlfriend, too. She goes shopping for clothes with Bre; I am a shoeaholic. If I don’t have the pair, I buy them. I have to give credit to my sister for helping me out in becoming who I am really am to this day. I love my life this way, and I have not looked back since.