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As with a lot of others, I knew I was different at a very young age. I was always jealous/envious of the girls and what they would have, Barbies with the cool pink car, easy bake ovens make up and so on . When I was 7 we were on a snowmobile trip and it got very cold so my mother decided to put panty hose on me for warmth. Well, ding ding ding the girl inside me went crazy.. The feeling of those nylons was electrifying. From that day on my mom's wardrobe was in trouble. It wasn't long before I was totally dressed up and rocking her heels. By the time I was 10 I found a romper and had to get it on as soon as I got home. Well, my friend showed up,looked me up and down and said, if you want to dress up, come to my house and I'll show you some clothes. We went up to the attic and there was bags and bags of girls clothes. I was in heaven. He was more than happy to treat me like a girl and God did I love it. For the next 4 years I dressed up and he was my boyfriend. Things progressed between us and I was his Sissy with limits. I so wanted to be a girl but back in those days it would have been suicide to even say that. When it ended, I was crushed. Back to boy mode and put her in the closet for good. Yea, sure. We all know how that worked out. I was caught twice by my parents but they never said anything.. In fact my mother bought me satin sheets for my bed shortly after. I'm sure if the times were different she would have been there for me and I would have been the girl I always wanted to be . God do I miss her
Hi Mikayla and I can certainly relate to your story too. I was around 14 at home alone and out of no where I tried on my older sisters clothes and was hooked too. Over the years I always felt envious of my sister and other girls at all the fashions and styles they could enjoy. I did dress many times when alone and then started buying things after moving out of the house but only occasionally dressed. The feeling never went away and it became more frequent but hiding it till I became a widower and now dressing several times a week. Just something that always had to do and the thrill is still there as well as the desire
Hello Denise. It sure is funny how so many of us have travelled very similar paths.. Over the years with marriage kids work etc I was always able to control her but in the last 3 years I have let her out pretty much 24/7, except when I have to go out in the puplic,, and I have been loving it My only fear now is that I don't think I'm going to be able to put her back ever again. She got out and she is staying out. With any luck maybe I won't have to.
Hi Mikayla. I can totally relate to what you say about your childhood. Ever since I was a kid I used to admire girls and I mean not like infatuation..well not all of the time anyway...but like I admired them for being so beautiful. They had so many options and even the tiniest thing changed their appearance. As I grew up, I suppressed those feelings cox you know thats the "manly" thing to do. However, when I started living independently I started crossdressing again...I still remember the first time I bought some sleeping pajamas, I was shivering when I was opening the delivery. The thrill, the fear and then after I put them on I felt so calm and happy. Ever since then I have been dressing and now its almost daily. If I am at home, I am en femme. Now I am just more comfortable in women's clothes and it enables me to express an aspect of my personality which I had been ignoring for a long time.
Hello Rachel.. I'm shaking reading this . You nailed it. I had 4 years of almost daily dressing in my early teens after school and weekends. That was hard to give up, well,, cut down I guess really. Then 3 years ago the opportunity to bring HER back out came. 😊 I have been pretty much been dressed full time ever since. I detest wearing BOY clothes now. When I go out in the public I am in boy mode but the second I get home I gotta get dressed. I truly am not alone here . You truly blew my mind Rachel