Patty Phose
Registered On: May 7, 2016
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Yes it was wonderful, amazing and unforgettable. That first time having a brand new pair of sheer to waist pantyhose in the right size with no runs or holes in them was such an exciting thrill. Then to get bras and panties to wear with my pantyhose, was an amazing thrill.


The desire to have these things may have overwhelmed my fears or anxiety I had about buying them, as I don’t recall having any of those feelings, just pure excitement.

At 17 when I dressed in my little Daisy Duke outfit and saw myself in the mirror, such euphoric and even orgasmic feelings came rushing over me. I looked like a girl with sexy legs in pantyhose and heels shown off in short shorts. When I backed away from the mirror though, the whole euphoria state cam crashing down. I was a boy wearing those clothes. I must have a wig.

Up until then, every clothing item I bought was filled with thrill, excitement and anticipation. I couldn’t wait to put them on. I didn’t even want to wait until I got home. I wanted to put them on in the store and wear them right there and then. I began doing that later, but that’s another story.

Going to the wig store and looking in the window was the first time I ever recall feeling the fear of buying something. Buying pantyhose, bras, panties, short shorts and even shoes was easy. I went in a store, saw what I wanted, took them off the shelf or rack, paid for them and left. I really didn’t have to interact much with others. Now I might have to. How do I explain, I want to buy a wig because I want to dress like a girl and go out but I need a wig to complete my girly look.

Those thoughts scared me off so many times until one day, I just had the right level of desire and courage to go in there. I told the woman there that I was in a show at school and I needed longer hair for the part. I thought that brown wavy wig in the window would be perfect. She let me try on the brown wig and a dirty blonde one of the same style. As I was wearing them and looking at myself, I washed so much I was in my girly clothes and could leave the store as a girl.

I bought both the wigs and couldn’t wait to wear them, with my little Daisy Duke outfit. I wore those two wigs as often as I could and wore them all through my dressing days in college, of which there was many.

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