Comments on: The Stories of Real Crossdressers

By: Bill. (Tammy)

Bill. (Tammy) — Tue, 07 Feb 2012 22:52:26 +0000

My storie started when I was little I was adopted by my grand parence. I had two sisters and my grandma decited to dress me as a girl so that was the first time. I diden’t know then that I enjoyed it so much that I would go to any lenth to dress in any type of cloths of a girl.
I’m a man and I don’t have any desire to be what I am not. Althought I have wanted to have someone elce make me up and I want to see how well I can pass as a women.
My wife knows that I crossdress she dosnot care as long as I don’t tern gay on her. I love my wife and I don’t ever want to hert her so I only dress in private when she is at work. She works all day long and I work the grave yard shift so I have the day to myself when I’m. Not a sleep. For now things are working out fine and I think we all are happy so I don’t want to change a thing.
I do ware my panties and my bra’s under my work cloths also. I don’t see anything wrong with it and I enjoy it. I’m just being me. Thankyou for reading my story and I hope your story is a good one.

Tammy

By: avalana

avalana — Tue, 31 Jan 2012 04:06:57 +0000

why is it that no more humans write? do they care not? are we on a planet that cares not for ALL the inhabitants? no matter what? jeez,eh? at any rate ,peace dl and avalana

By: avalana

avalana — Tue, 31 Jan 2012 04:06:08 +0000

why is it that no more humans write? do they care not? are we on a planet that cares not for ALL the inhabitants? no matter what? jeez,eh? at any rate ,peace dl

By: avalana

avalana — Sun, 22 Jan 2012 04:21:29 +0000

i do understand your situation. many of my girlfreinds have misunderstood my croessdressing., although having been raised the way i was,and the resoned i continued dressing in feminen clothes, is because they felt so nice,and right, not to mention way more comfortable…they fit me better…still do …may all your desires and needs hold true to you,baraka bishad…may the blessings be….with the best of wishes and thoughts love avalana

By: Clara

Clara — Thu, 19 Jan 2012 12:56:54 +0000

I am a 56 years old, who has a wonderful wife that is supportive but careful about me cross-dressing. We call these outings. We have gone out together many times (shopping, dinner, sightseeing) mostly when out of town. I have cross dressed since my early teens. Last summer I had a opportunity of a life time. I needed to drive cross country by myself so I took the opportunity to make this a cross-dressing trip. My first day out I had my nails done and checked into a motel. The next morning I got up got dressed fully dressed (hip pads, breast form, wig, make up etc) in a tank top, skirt and blouse and head out on the road. The feeling of freedom was great. I stopped when I needed to (restroom, meals and gas) had not problems. That night I checked into the hotel totally dressed, no one seemed to care or notice. The next day was a hot one so I dressed in a light skirt and blouse (note a long sleeve one to cover arm hair, I had shaved my legs). Along the way I stopped and did some shopping and decided to purchase a bathing suit one that covered as much as it can (skirt type and high back). That evening I waited for the right time to go to the pool when there was no one around (late), what a trip. A young couple joined me while in the pool, but they stayed at one end doing there thing. I was able to get out and cover with a large towel with out incident. The next two days were again wonderful in that I was enjoying myself doing some of the day to day things dressed as a women. Being careful of course. One day when I was on the phone an calling for a reservation I could tell the gal on the other end seemed not sure when I spelled my name “Clara” with my voice, when I checked in that evening there were to gals at the counter and it was very busy and lots of people in the lobby. I over heard the one gal say to the over (you spelled it correctly “Clara” she is a women, again what a trip and whether they really noticed or not, they treated my as one.

Take some chances, be careful but be yourself.

By: avalana

avalana — Wed, 18 Jan 2012 03:49:54 +0000

i truly believe that non-violent society may well begin with regards to the feeling ,beliefs, and desires of the individiual, without rules imposed in the 1900′s….i shall stop now ,as i am being disturbed by my train of thought …see fit to reply to this if you wish …thank you,avalana

By: Julia H

Julia H — Mon, 02 Jan 2012 22:55:03 +0000

Hi Amethyst,
Crossdressers are not mentally ill, bad or stupid people. There are many reasons why men and women crossdress, some do it full-time, others just occasionally. Some public, some in clubs, but many hide it from their families and are scared to death that somebody will find out.My wife hasn’t the faintest clue after 3o years of marriage and neither do my collegues.

You and your husband are lucky people, and don’t think of punishing him, and as you correctly write punish him for what? For being the person you love and who loves you, and now doesn’t have to bear the burdon of fright for “what will happen if my wife finds out, will I lose the person I love?”?. He knows nothing will happen, except that you both get a new angle to your life.

I change a lot when I change to female. I dont get “loose wrists”, or exaggerated hipsty walk, but my driving changes, I go a bit slower and take more care.

Best wishes, Julia

By: Anne

Anne — Fri, 23 Dec 2011 10:26:56 +0000

Okay, please bare with me,
I am 45, hetro, married 15 years with 3 children. My wanting to cross dress came out three weeks ago after I had (another) near breakdown. I have suffered from depression for as long as I can remember and it is something my wife has had to deal with for as long as she has known me. Let me say that she is a wonderful person who has had to put with more than I can imagine in dealing with me and my issues.

First, let me say that I am happy being born male and have no desire to change that. That being said;
It was in the course of getting me to talk that the subject of my feminine feelings and cross dressing came up. As I spoke to her, tons of long repressed memories came back and from them my desire to cross dress came to light.

The first time I put on women’s clothing I was ten or eleven, trying on my mother’s clothes when no one was home. It wasn’t a sexual thing, I just liked the look and feel of them and when I was dressed, I just felt right. I didn’t think of myself as a girl, just that wearing those clothes was something I should be doing. That continued for several years until she and my step dad divorced. After that I could no longer dress up without getting caught, and I was terrified of being outed, so I repressed that part of myself.
All through high school and while in the military I found myself fantasying about dressing up, both in secret and publicly, I often wondered if I could pass as a real woman, but I was simply too scared to actually do it. After a time I managed to repress even this much of who I was inside.
In the last few years, that fantasy started to come back, but that was all I would allow myself.

As I can see now, from this side of admitting who and what I am, that my repressing my feminine side and desire to cross dress caused me a great deal of pain and suffering, and in the least made my depression worse. I truly wish that I could have dealt with this decades ago.

Now, with the help and understanding of my wife, I am starting to address these issues. Not only has she supported me unconditionally, she is even helping me to discover the person I am inside. She wants me to be open and honest about my feelings and I am learning to do that. Not only that, but she has bought me my first few items of clothing and encourages me to wear them when ever possible.
(These are under things only, we don’t want to bring this issue up with the children until they are much older. However, she has said that she wants to see me in full dress, as soon as we can have some time alone.)
I can’t imagine going through this without her and it has brought us much closer together. I love her and trust her even more now than I ever thought possible.

Looking toward the future,

Anne

By: avalana

avalana — Fri, 23 Dec 2011 03:31:46 +0000

my cousin babysitters dressed me in girl clothes at age 3 since the all wanted a niece,and my mom and her sisters said i was a pretty girl. so i kept dressing in cute clothes,supplied by my girl cousins and her freinds.i also dressed in boy clothes,but i really liked wearing dresses and other girl things.and then i had a baby sister, and another,and another!needless to say may cousins were happy! but they and their girlfriends were happiest when they were able to dress me up,which i loved to do!!i thought that panties and dresses were way more comfortable than stiff ,drab,boy stuff. my mom was a part time seamstress,so as my 3 sisters got older,she started sewing things for each of them for style shows, easter ,birthday parties and so on. as i was the same hight and weight i was the willing and able hemming model for all! and my sisters LOVED IT. they suggested wearing paties all the time,introduced me to training bras,full and half-slips,and later on pantyhose,and sexier panty and bra sets… and they and my cousins startedin on makeup….now, a bunch of years later, having fought wildfires,morked in underground mines and such,i still prefer dressing as a girl.. simply because girl/clothes not only feel better, but they also fit me better(sz 6/7) than male crap… it’s too bad that mid 1800 ideas,mostly due to strange religious ideas..regardless,i still prefer to wear soft,sometimes slinky things,and i ALWAYS stay in contact with my feminine side with no regrets other than closed minds/perseptions and certain religions until later may i say baraka bishad(may the blessings be)…peace to all of you, avalana

By: Sanjana Bela Tee

Sanjana Bela Tee — Fri, 16 Dec 2011 11:36:19 +0000

Hello Mam,

I am 21 and an Indian Boy-Girl. That is what i like to be.. Though born a boy but I be a girl. Ever since I remember I have been dressing up girls dresses. My single mother nurtured me like a girl. I am very cute and very girlie in my manners, look and emotions. I prefer Indian classy girls or women dresses. As such I love to wear Indian fem dresses most of the time but I do doll up my self in long well pleated skirts and maxi gown. My best is my Sarees. My mom let me share her sarees though I have my own wardrobe. I love lots of jewellery and and makeup on myself. I love to be a typical Indian girl (woman) in Saree, Bangles, Bindi, Anklets, Long and heavy ear rings. I have tries typical Indian Bridal dresses and love to be a Dulhan (Indian Bride.). I feel secure and among mature woman like my mom and others. I feel so girlie all the time and dream to be a full time house wife someday. But my feelings are for a mature woman. It is difficult to express and open my emotions. I feel like being a lesbian wife to a mature woman. Please guide me if is it OK and normal for a boy-girl like me.. to feel so..

with love and regards.

Sanjana Bela Tee