Started wearing cute naval jewelry! I like them!! #crossdresser #jewelry
Started wearing cute naval jewelry! I like them!! #crossdresser #jewelry
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- Joanne had always known that she was different. Growing up, she had always been drawn to girly things - frilly dresses, sparkly jewelry, and colorful makeup. But she never felt like she fit in with the other girls. It wasn't until she stumbled upon her mother's old skirts and blouses that she realized why. Joanne was a crossdresser. As she got older, Joanne found herself more and more drawn to wearing women's clothing. But she didn't just stop at skirts and blouses. Oh no, Joanne liked to push the boundaries. She loved to wear her skirts far too short, revealing her stocking tops and lacy panties. It made her feel sexy and confident, even though she knew it wasn't exactly socially acceptable. One day, while out running errands, Joanne's confidence caught the eye of a passing woman. As she walked past Joanne, she couldn't resist giving her a playful pinch on the bottom. Joanne was taken aback, but instead of getting angry, she turned around and asked the woman if she wanted to pinch more than just her bottom. The woman, intrigued by Joanne's boldness, asked her to explain. Without hesitation, Joanne pulled her panties aside, revealing her true identity as a crossdresser. The woman's eyes widened in surprise, but instead of being repulsed, she was fascinated. She asked Joanne if she would be willing to go home with her, to show her more of her true self. Joanne, feeling a rush of adrenaline and excitement, agreed. As she followed the woman to her car, she couldn't help but feel both nervous and exhilarated. What would this woman think of her? Would she accept her for who she truly was? As they arrived at the woman's home, Joanne's heart was racing. But as she stepped inside, she was met with nothing but acceptance and admiration. The woman was thrilled to see Joanne's closet full of beautiful dresses, and even more excited to help her choose the perfect outfit for their night out. From that day on, Joanne and the woman became inseparable. Joanne no longer felt like an outcast, but instead, she had found someone who loved and accepted her for exactly who she was - a crossdresser who wasn't afraid to show her true colors.Joanne had always known that she was different. Growing up, she had always been drawn to girly things - frilly dresses, sparkly jewelry, and colorful makeup. But she never felt like she fit in with the other girls. It wasn't until she stumbled upon her mother's old skirts and blouses that she realized why. Joanne was a crossdresser. As she got older, Joanne found herself more and more drawn to wearing women's clothing. But she didn't just stop at skirts and blouses. Oh no, Joanne liked to push the boundaries. She loved to wear her skirts far too short, revealing her stocking tops and lacy panties. It made her feel sexy and confident, even though she knew it wasn't exactly socially acceptable. One day, while out running errands, Joanne's confidence caught the eye of a passing woman. As she walked past Joanne, she couldn't resist giving her a playful pinch on the bottom. Joanne was taken aback, but instead of getting angry, she turned around and asked the woman if she wanted to pinch more than just her bottom. The woman, intrigued by Joanne's boldness, asked her to explain. Without hesitation, Joanne pulled her panties aside, revealing her true identity as a crossdresser. The woman's eyes widened in surprise, but instead of being repulsed, she was fascinated. She asked Joanne if she would be willing to go home with her, to show her more of her true self. Joanne, feeling a rush of adrenaline and excitement, agreed. As she followed the woman to her car, she couldn't help but feel both nervous and exhilarated. What would this woman think of her? Would she accept her for who she truly was? As they arrived at the woman's home, Joanne's heart was racing. But as she stepped inside, she was met with nothing but acceptance and admiration. The woman was thrilled to see Joanne's closet full of beautiful dresses, and even more excited to help her choose the perfect outfit for their night out. From that day on, Joanne and the woman became inseparable. Joanne no longer felt like an outcast, but instead, she had found someone who loved and accepted her for exactly who she was - a crossdresser who wasn't afraid to show her true colors.0 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 7918 Views5
- It’s interesting, I think, how my motivation to crossdress has evolved over the years. When I first started, as a young boy, I was curious about what it would feel like to have breasts and to wear a bra. I remember when I first tried on one of my mother’s bras, it was a huge turn-on. As my sister got older I would sneak into her room and try on her clothes, sometimes getting fully dressed up in a dress or skirt with a blouse. I felt beautiful, the way that I felt about women that I’d see in magazines and catalogs. No matter what I was wearing, I would always find myself extremely turned on, get off, and then be ashamed of what I’d done.
In my teens I didn’t dress as often. I was in college and living in the dorms and even a fraternity house made it impossible.
When I graduated and started living on my own I started buying lingerie and clothes for myself. I had everything a girl could dream of but kept it all a secret. Unfortunately, a girl I was dating found my stash one day and I was forced to purge everything. We broke up shortly after and I was forced to start over, still keeping things a secret. I continued to date and eventually got married. My wife knew about Brynn but didn't approve, so I had to keep her hidden. We divorced after 4 years for other reasons and things picked up again. By this time I had gone beyond just clothes. I had wigs, shoes, makeup, and even jewelry. I started dating again and was very upfront about crossdressing. Granted I told girls about it via text for fear of rejection again. Eventually a girl I was dating was OK with it, even curious. She asked me to model for her, so I did, and she loved it. We've been married for 6 years now and Brynn is a regular part of our lives (when the kids aren't around). The only conditions are that a) I have to model anything new that I buy and b) I have to be locked in chastity when I'm Brynn. I don't know if that's too forward for this but it's a part of who I am and I've come to love the control my wife puts on me. We've recently begun to explore pegging and feminization/sissification. I'll let y'all know how that goes, but so far,so good!
It’s interesting, I think, how my motivation to crossdress has evolved over the years. When I first started, as a young boy, I was curious about what it would feel like to have breasts and to wear a bra. I remember when I first tried on one of my mother’s bras, it was a huge turn-on. As my sister got older I would sneak into her room and try on her clothes, sometimes getting fully dressed up in a dress or skirt with a blouse. I felt beautiful, the way that I felt about women that I’d see in magazines and catalogs. No matter what I was wearing, I would always find myself extremely turned on, get off, and then be ashamed of what I’d done. In my teens I didn’t dress as often. I was in college and living in the dorms and even a fraternity house made it impossible. When I graduated and started living on my own I started buying lingerie and clothes for myself. I had everything a girl could dream of but kept it all a secret. Unfortunately, a girl I was dating found my stash one day and I was forced to purge everything. We broke up shortly after and I was forced to start over, still keeping things a secret. I continued to date and eventually got married. My wife knew about Brynn but didn't approve, so I had to keep her hidden. We divorced after 4 years for other reasons and things picked up again. By this time I had gone beyond just clothes. I had wigs, shoes, makeup, and even jewelry. I started dating again and was very upfront about crossdressing. Granted I told girls about it via text for fear of rejection again. Eventually a girl I was dating was OK with it, even curious. She asked me to model for her, so I did, and she loved it. We've been married for 6 years now and Brynn is a regular part of our lives (when the kids aren't around). The only conditions are that a) I have to model anything new that I buy and b) I have to be locked in chastity when I'm Brynn. I don't know if that's too forward for this but it's a part of who I am and I've come to love the control my wife puts on me. We've recently begun to explore pegging and feminization/sissification. I'll let y'all know how that goes, but so far,so good!3 Commentarii 0 Distribuiri 14690 Views 10
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