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I’m hopeful THIS topic will result in a LOT OF GREAT LAUGHS (and OMGs)!!!!! hahahahahaah…. For myself, waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay back when I first starting growing my boobies (I’m ‘trans’ for those of you who don’t know), I decided I’d get a larger bra (my mother’s), then stick some water-bags (like zip-locks), in them, and off to school I went. (From a size ‘nothing’ to C’s overnight mind you)! hahahahaah…. I was called to the front of the class (blackboard), to ‘cipher’ some math on the board. I dropped the eraser, bent over, and OUT came BOTH WATERBAGs “ker-SPLAT” on the floor (and I’m back to a pre-alphabetic sized cup)! *Dead Silence! OMG!!!! I didn’t go to school for a month! hahahahahah….
WORD TO THE WISE: If you love wearing bras and silicone inserts (which are incredibly realistic these days, and cheap-as-chips), DO use a “body adhesive” INSIDE your bra (I love Hollisters the best, because it IS the best). Just a light spray, wait a bit for the sheen to dull up, then place where you want them (and they’ll NOT move. In times past, I’ve also use Hollister’s Body Adhesive to affix the breasts (they were cupped inside to accommodate my AA’s) …which gave me C’s ….’glued’ right over mine own. (Don’t trust “Pros-Aide” adhesive OR remover)! It just isn’t strong enough (perhaps it IS for a size A or AA or even a B).
I’ve read that there’s only only breast made that will last up to two days when affixed (without 10 yards of duct tape). that is NOT true! I was able to go a full 2 days, then at 2:00PM on Day 3, one of them started pulling away (starting at the top (a ‘teardrop’ shape is always best for the majority)! Makers can take one look at a pic of your chest (with dimensions ‘exactly’) and match you with the proper ‘insert’ with no problems. (Vollence and Canasour are both superb makers with incredibly affordable prices). *Around $50 for C’s …more as they get larger of course!
So with that much said ….what may have happened to ANY or ALL of Y’alls!
Blimey, where do I start, although none of these were ‘en-femme’, more closeted/under-dressing/ class stupidity oversights:
1. During a ‘lock-in’ in a pub in Cardiff, and somewhat worse for wear, I let a couple of girls I fancied (fancied a lot it must be said) paint my nails pink – it was a very late alcoholic night. The next morning, late, feeling like shit, I rushed to work, and almost immediately I was called to a meeting with our Italian steelwork supplier, and French steel stressing specialists (so, macho French and Italian alpha-males) I tried so hard to remove the nail polish with my teeth, but there was still a very visible amount on there: strange looks all round.
2. Airport security at East Midlands – I only wear thongs during the day, and as the guy searched my trouser band, his thumb hooked my thong……..ho-hum
3. Airport security at Birmingham – scanner beeped, had to take off trainers/sneakers, lovely pink hearts on my socks for all to see.
4. Tour of Vietnam/Cambodia, two months after a beach holiday in Menorca (where you’ll often find me on the deserted beach in a bikini) I didn’t realise until I got back and looked at the photos that my bikini tan lines (in male mode) were clearly visible to everybody, every time I sat round the pool….
5. Pool competition in the local pub, lacy black knickers visible over my jeans every time I leaned over the table for a long shot..
I could go on, there have been so many oversights but these days I see them as an occupational hazard.
And Aimee, can I agree with you sweetheart, before I had boobies of my own, Hollisters medical adhesive spray is THE BEST. Before I fell out with E-Bay, I reckon I searched every night – and when I found some, I bought it. Sorry UK ladies, you probably never saw it because I bought it all immediately! These days I have my own boobies, but I still have 4 tins of it in Alice’s wardrobe, so when I want to go ‘bigger’ I have the option with my various sized forms. And (ha ha) Hollisters also acts as a great waxing alternative,so when your remove the forms, you remove all the chest hair as well
Alice! I love it!!!! BRB …..gotta change me soiled panties. Mascara running down face, lovely! hahahah
Hey, we live and learn – the hard way!!
My personal view is that I don’t bloody care any more, as long as I don’t upset my family (and Alice works away from home, indeed, 250 miles away from home) who cares? I was out on my balcony tonight having a ciggy, my nearest neighbours (if they actually look) must be really confused, because half the time there’s a professional middle-aged guy having a fag (trousers,shirt, balding, well dressed) and half an hour later there’s some blonde tart, with the shortest skirt, big boobs, see through top, smoking a fag like a Parisian prossie, bending over showing the worlds delights – I’ll stop there, I need some nicotine……….damn, I’m wearing a short skirt, balcony here we come……….
HA! You’ve now got me thinking I’m likely some form of an exhibitionist? Leathers of any kind and tight are my fave wear and so it’s my turn-on to know I’m being eyed then give them a “cheap shot” of some cheeks (and likely the top of the thighs (where black leggings become quite sheer vs opague)! lol…. *You can often hear them gasp or vocalise “O-M-Geeeeeeee!” …in a lower but still audible voice -(cuz they WANT you to hear it). Or perhaps what I’m saying is more of a tranny thing and not what the typical “woman of the house” would be caught dead doing?
Seems or feels like lately everyone has been much more relaxed with ALL matters evolving around our chosen “hobbies” 🙂 …and I’m just LOVING IT! Makes it like 10 times easier to determine what page each is on, and that’s a true WOW! GOT IT!
Let’s ROCK this place! 🙂
Thanks for the laugh. I’ve been having a rough afternoon and that just made soda come out my nose. Since I’m still pretty much in the closet, I don’t have any great stories like that yet. But, I’m really looking forward to the day that I do.
OMG …I’m SO sorry about the ‘soda in da nose’ event! hahahahahahahahahaahah omg…..
I had an office with another attorney and one evening when I was there alone, the handicap who had a key, came in unexpectedly. I was fully dressed en fem and didn’t here him. I think we were both shocked. I closed my door quickly and he never came up or said anything. He is gay but I am sure my outfit shocked him. (Blushing)
I was in my late teens or early twenties.I was dressed in my mum’s things while she was out shopping.All of a sudden there was a knock at the door.My heart was in my mouth.I thought that my mum had come home and forgotten the key.I very quickly put my trousers on over my tights put my shirt back on and went downstairs.I ansewered the door to two young men from the gas company.They had come to take away an old gas appliance.I was looking obviously flustered they must have guessed that I was up to something.They asked me to sign a form,I shook like a leaf putting pen to paper.Thinking about it now I hope I had the lounge curtains drawn when they came to the door.I would have died if they had caught me dressed as a girl.
Still the most embarrassing moment for me was when I was caught by my folks when I was younger that led me to repressing this for as long as I did. Outside of that, the more recent was when I forgot to take off some mascara when I went out with friends and forgot I had it on. Luckily either no one noticed or they were polite not to ask.
My skirt literally fell down in a hotel lobby in front of the elevator where you could see the restaurant bar with probably 12 people in it and the front desk which had a guy working checking in another guy. It was very fast, like maybe a second or two that it fell and i had it back up. I dared not turn around and got on the elevator. My plan was to go get dinner in the restaurant but opted against that. The next day in drab I was looking at the sight lines and really maybe only the clerk might have seen but who knows. It was the flower skirt in the picture from Lambeau field if I still have that one up.
Hmm. It’s either the time one of my breastforms fell out when I was in a shop – slipped out of the cup and slitherd down inside my dress to pop out on the floor – or the time someone had left their wallet on a train I had just got onto. The train normally sits in the station for five to ten minutes, so I had time to return it to the person someone else on the train had pointed out to me. Except they were now well along the platform. Long story short, I ended up sprinting along the platform, past a few hundred people on the train, trying to hold my wig on and the skirt of my dress down, shouting after the guy and getting all hot and flustered. But he got his wallet back and whilst I may have not looked my best I had done a good deed for the day 🙂
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