I’ve never really thought about why I love transforming into Wendy, and what was the first trigger that had be go down this wonderful path of femininity.
I would say the trigger for me was curiousity. My mom would wash her panties and let them dry on a towel rack in the washroom. Everytime I used the washroom I would stare at it, and then curiousity got the best of me and I reached out and touched it. It felt sooooooo smooth, soft, luxurious vs. the burlap sack feel of my tighty whiteys.
After touching the panties an even bigger curiousity took over and I tried them on. Oh my goodness, it was like 7th heaven. it felt incredibly smooth, soft, and it felt so right. I was a latch key kid, so when I got home after school my parents were still at work, so I would try them on.
I guess for me that was my trigger and my first step towards being Wendy.