The first time I dressed as a girl was for a school play. It was a comic role where...
Archive for category: Crossdressing Just for Fun
Funny, embarrassing or humorous come share in the strange, unlikely situations crossdressers find themselves in.
Morning dawns; I roll over and see my bride of untold years lying quietly beside me. The grind of...
Cleaning The Closet: A New Year Beginning
, , Crossdressing Experiences, Crossdressing Just for Fun, Uncategorized, 12 It had been 15 years. It was time. Time to indulge Lorie. Time to celebrate her....
Wanting to Want to Dress
, , Advice and Encouragement, Crossdresser Support and Advice, Crossdressing and the Family, Crossdressing Just for Fun, 46 What it is about desire that makes life more exciting, and just more worth living? Have you ever wanted...
The ability to "fly away" because I know I can is a blessing to my psyche and a curse...
I thought I had done the wrong thing. But after I calmed down, my confidence increased. Finally, I...
At first, I scribbled my snippets of stories.. writing in my room, hiding my efforts.. I discovered there were...
While I have shopped quite a few times before in drag I always tried to hide and walk away...
The urge to try something on got to me and I did try a few things of my wife's....
Son, you'll make a beautiful queen is not something I ever thought I'd say. As crossdresser confronts her son's...
Sometimes disclosing your secret can have a surprising result.
Hurry. She's left for the day. Quick, do my nails. Where's my blouse? Apply my makeup. Can I become...
Going out on a Halloween night invites thoughtful contemplation of the costumes we all wear, and how we choose...
Long hair is beautiful, sexy and alluring but it can be a daunting challenge to take care of it...
The restroom can be a awfully frightening place for a transgendered woman venturing out for the first time. But...
I’ve been meaning to write about this for months now. Ever since that day waiting in line to mail...
Sometimes it’s hard not to become distraught when the reality of your masculine prison presses upon you. For some...
