My History Of Crossdressing
I am a crossdresser, as you know. I live in a big city (good? bad?) with its ups and downs
I have some of my own girls clothes (actually alot, but thats another story)
Tight clothes are cool :) I get a kick from jeans (used to be leotards, then it was tights, now its jeans).
I live near a goodwill so I have a reliable source of cheap clothing (and every month someone's having a garage sale). Also, my grandmother (whom keeps a ton of random clothes lying around) is near too. Earlier in my life I "borrowed" my sister's clothes (not anymore, I've told her about me).
I guess I'm pretty lucky.
I started young(er) at about 11. At that point it was just an occasional pleasure. It grew a bit from there, but not alot. Then, in '08, I dressed as a GoGo Girl for Halloween. Thats when my crossdressing really started. At the end of the summer '09, I had purchased my first clothes. The skirt and cami (not matching. In retrospect it was a terrible choice. However the skirt made to be a good practice/beater skirt) weren't as important as the panty and bra I bought that day. I was never into just wearing panties. It had to be either full on or nothing.
From there, I aquired more and more clothes. From Goodwill, garage sales, and when my grandma's 2nd house (she rents it out to college students) girls dropped all their unwanted stuff off at her house (more tops, tights, a couple skirts, some jeans(too large) and a pair of short-shorts) and even occasionally a store (target, marshalls). This was when it really became a thing. I now have stuffed my hiding place with clothes. I may have to purge just to get some more room, or find a better spot. Preferrably the latter.
I now dress around the house whenever I can. It is more about the skirt and tights than a top, or looking girly. Crossdressing has grown on me to a point where I wear the clothes a lot more just because I like the feel. Cool, free-moving legs are always fun in a skirt.
And now, here I am. I am going to be a girl again for halloween.
Some things I've done are:
-go to store, get shaving stuff, shave legs and underarms
-use an ungodly amount of makeup (at this point, my cousins casually mentioned it as a joke and I sprung for it. Yay. wasn't as good as I thought it would be, but it was fun)
-get some dresses (my sister's old ones she doesn't want) :D
-Buy my first Wig
-spend (almost) a whole day in drag
-go in our hottub in a one piece (suprisingly I found this once piece at my grandmother's house. Lucky me, it was in style)
I dont consider this a fetish. I get a hard-on whenever I start to dress but it disappears unless I dwell on it. A long time ago it may have been for sexual pleasure, but I dont remember that. I started before I could feel aroused. I like sexually appealing clothes, have no doubt about that.
I guess I could say Im a lucky gal. I have almost everything made (accept, perhaps, time)
Although, I am too old to really be more serious than I already am (quite serious). I like some boyish things (violent video games mostly) and am too old to start any serious "girly" activity (like dancing, although I suppose it isn't that girly. I would start taking ballet and tap classes if I could).
I have covered many hurtles from my first tuck to my first time out. I hope to eventually go out dressed however I like and be accepted as whatever gender I choose to present as, male in a skirt or female in baggy trousers.
I'm sharing this story to get it off my chest. I have never met or talked to another crossdresser, and I hope that this story will help others like me get a feeling of what it is like.
I don't want to be a girl. Per se I want to be able to cross over the genderline whenever I want to. If you crossdress, than you know what I mean. If you dont, than I suggest you try it. For if it is a sexual fetish or just a clothing preference It is one of the 100 things you should do before you die.
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Edit 1: I lost all my clothes around new year. Luckily I got some more. Not nearly as much. /sigh.