The Life of Stephanie

Hi Girls! Here are some of my thoughts on being a girl and how having the support from your wife truly helps with the heartfelt feelings you carry as a girl.

Here's the beginning of my journey as a very young Stephanie:

I had an older brother who was my dad's favorite, while I, as the middle child, had a younger sister. Both of our parents worked hard to provide for us, which meant my older brother had the freedom to do as he pleased, while I was often responsible for babysitting my younger sister. In many ways, I played both the role of an older brother and a playmate—but also, in my mother’s eyes, a sister to my little sibling.

Since my mother couldn’t always be there, she expected me to help guide my sister in growing up as a girl. My father, however, was not supportive of what he considered a "sissy boy," but my mother needed the help, so it fell on my shoulders. We couldn’t afford a real babysitter, so this became my reality for years.

As time passed, my girly side became more prominent at home. My mother allowed it but made it clear that it had to remain within the house. My father couldn’t know about Stephanie, and she had to stay hidden. My mother even bought me a few dresses, which were kept in my sister’s closet, and I would dress up as my sister’s "older sister" when no one else was around.

This continued for years, but things changed when I turned twelve. Halloween was approaching, and while my older brother was allowed to go out with his friends, I could only accompany my mother and sister. My father was always too busy to be involved. My mother decided it wasn’t fair that my sister and I didn’t get to have as much fun, so she contacted her own sister, who lived 25 miles away. She explained our situation and the idea of her "second daughter."

The plan was set: for Halloween, I would dress up completely as a woman—fully dolled up with clothes, a wig, shoes, jewelry, and makeup. I had no idea what was coming until it was time to get ready, and when my mother and aunt explained it, I was nervous. But they reassured me that we were far from home, and no one would know. That eased my mind, and when they said, "Okay, girl, let’s get started!" I felt a rush of happiness.

Since my father couldn't know, we didn’t take any pictures, but I still remember the moment I looked in the mirror—my heart pounded with excitement. We had an amazing time that night, collecting candy and enjoying ourselves.

Years later, when I was about 21, I met my wife. We fell in love, and six months later, we were married. It was fast, but it felt right, and now we’ve been together for 43 years. Not long after we were married, I came out to her about Stephanie. She was incredibly supportive and simply said, "They’re just clothes."

We had so much fun together, and while my style as Stephanie hasn’t changed much, my wife enjoys seeing me in a new dress with heels and a fresh wig. A few years ago, we went to Keystone for two years in a row, though work and finances have kept us from returning recently. The first time we went, it was my first experience going out in public as Stephanie, and it was an absolute blast!

For those who have considered attending Keystone—go for it! You won’t regret it. My wife and I stepped out of our room and entered a whole new world—a celebration of the femme side of life. My wife often comments on how cute Stephanie looks and even jokes about how I help around the house more than she does. On some evenings, she even teases that I look sexy—lucky me!

At home, Stephanie is part of our daily life. I underdress every day, wearing a bra, panties, and painted toes, which makes me feel cute even when heading off to work. When I come home, Stephanie emerges—putting on a cozy nightgown, panties, and, of course, a little red lipstick. My wife always compliments me, making my girly heart flutter.

You have to keep a sense of humor about everything! Stephanie is a funny girl, and we always find ways to laugh and enjoy our time together. Just last weekend, my wife helped lace me into a new corset, which I wore all day. She couldn’t believe how long I kept it on—especially with heels! But as we all know, when it’s in your heart, feeling cute and sexy is an incredible experience.

I love my Stephanie life at home with my wonderfully supportive wife. Sometimes, it does get lonely when she’s busy, but that’s when I visit CDH to chat with my sisters and girlfriends. Unfortunately, in our area, I can’t go out as Stephanie, as people around here wouldn’t accept me as a neighbor or a friend.

So, girls, cherish your wives and enjoy your time together! Laugh about all the girly things you do. My wife gets a kick out of seeing me tug at my bra strap when we’re in town, underdressed—it always tickles my heartstrings. Embrace your girly life, have fun with your wife, and be girlfriends to each other. Most of all—just enjoy the journey!

Big hugs girlfriends

Stephanie Bass