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Over the past few weeks, I have been venturing outside around my home more frequently en femme. Doing yard work, retrieving the mail, or just relaxing at home, I just love being to wear whatever is comfortable and expressing all of who I am. During the first few such ventures, I was as nervous as can be imagine, but the feelings of exhilaration and freedom were undeniable. I have also run errands around town wearing woman's shorts and tee-shirts, but otherwise male. Regardless of which gender, I wish to put forth, I do want to be comfortable.
With all this, I have been slowly building the nerve truly to present MacKenzie to the world at large. With business taking me to Baltimore this weekend, I saw the perfect opportunity without the risk of being exposed at home. Wearing light make up to lighten my male features, I dressed in my favorite skort, casual top, and black flats. Of course, I was wearing panties and bra with breast form. Loading the car for the weekend, I drove away from confidently presenting MacKenzie to the world.
With a stop at the drive thru for lunch, my confidence continued to grow. The excitement and tension was almost unbearable when I stopped for the gas. Without batting an eye and before my nerves got the better of me, I pulled into a rather busy gas station and stood at the pump for all the world to see while I filled my tank. I even nodded greetings to several other patrons; I did not trust my voice in the moment. Back in the car for the remainder of the trip, I began to formulate my endgame for the excursion. Knowing that I needed to present my male self at my destination, I decided a short shopping trip was needed where I could you use the restroom to change clothes. With only minimal knowledge of the area and the need for a store having both groceries and general merchandise, I stopped at Walmart.
My plan on arrival was to complete purchases en femme before stepping in the restroom to change clothes. Unfortunately, my nerves got the better of me. Though I did complete my shopping en femme, it was rushed and I avoided interaction with both customers and employees. As a result, the experience was not as enjoyable as it could have been. In the end, I let my fear get the better of me and changed clothes before checking out.
In review, I can say that this experience was generally positive. With the exception of my end of the excursion, I have cannot only speak of the joy in being able to express all of who I am. My only regret lies with how the experience ended. I wished that I was able to remain calm and enjoyed the shopping as I usually do. That being said, I am exciting for the next adventure as I continue to grow in my understanding of who I am.
My first "public outing" was wearing pantyhose with shorts at 17. I was so nervous, thinking everyone would notice and nothing good would come of it. Turns out, no one seemed to notice. After wearing out several times, I thought wearing shorter shorts might be a better look and show more leg.
I bought some women's shorts, which I felt were a better length. I was out wearing my shorts and pantyhose while standing in line at a department store buying more pantyhose. A girl behind me noticed. We began talking. She was surprised I only wore pantyhose and not other female clothing items.
We began spending time together. She bought some lingerie items for me to try. Then she thought I might like to dress as a woman for Halloween. I wasn't too thrilled about this idea but eventually the appeal of wearing pantyhose and showing off my legs won out.
We bought some clothes. I tried them on and chose a favorite dress. A nice long blonde wig looked good. Makeup was challenging. I needed a lot of help with that. Heels took considerable getting used to.
I was very nervous the night of the party and nearly backed out. I didn't and it turned out to be a wonderful, thrilling and life changing experience.
Cute adventure 🙂
Do really girls are so nice?
2016_personal stories: MacKenzie Alexandra original post:
Over the past few weeks, I have been venturing outside around my home more frequently en femme. Doing yard work, retrieving the mail, or just relaxing at home, I just love being to wear whatever is comfortable and expressing all of who I am. During the first few such ventures, I was as nervous as can be imagine, but the feelings of exhilaration and freedom were undeniable. I have also run errands around town wearing woman’s shorts and tee-shirts, but otherwise male. Regardless of which gender, I wish to put forth, I do want to be comfortable.
With all this, I have been slowly building the nerve truly to present MacKenzie to the world at large. With business taking me to Baltimore this weekend, I saw the perfect opportunity without the risk of being exposed at home. Wearing light make up to lighten my male features, I dressed in my favorite skort, casual top, and black flats. Of course, I was wearing panties and bra with breast form. Loading the car for the weekend, I drove away from confidently presenting MacKenzie to the world.
With a stop at the drive thru for lunch, my confidence continued to grow. The excitement and tension was almost unbearable when I stopped for the gas. Without batting an eye and before my nerves got the better of me, I pulled into a rather busy gas station and stood at the pump for all the world to see while I filled my tank. I even nodded greetings to several other patrons; I did not trust my voice in the moment. Back in the car for the remainder of the trip, I began to formulate my endgame for the excursion. Knowing that I needed to present my male self at my destination, I decided a short shopping trip was needed where I could you use the restroom to change clothes. With only minimal knowledge of the area and the need for a store having both groceries and general merchandise, I stopped at Walmart.
My plan on arrival was to complete purchases en femme before stepping in the restroom to change clothes. Unfortunately, my nerves got the better of me. Though I did complete my shopping en femme, it was rushed and I avoided interaction with both customers and employees. As a result, the experience was not as enjoyable as it could have been. In the end, I let my fear get the better of me and changed clothes before checking out.
In review, I can say that this experience was generally positive. With the exception of my end of the excursion, I have cannot only speak of the joy in being able to express all of who I am. My only regret lies with how the experience ended. I wished that I was able to remain calm and enjoyed the shopping as I usually do. That being said, I am exciting for the next adventure as I continue to grow in my understanding of who I am.