Painted Toenails Led Me To Cross-dressingI was 49 when I attended our annual Christmas party at a friend's house. I normally drink beer, but decided that tonight I would bring a bottle of Grey Goose. Well, I cannot handle my alcohol well, and became quite drunk early on in the party. By 10 PM, I decided to lay down on their living room floor as the party carried on. Passed out, I was oblivious to anything that happened until I woke up the next morning. They party goers put me in several "funny" positions while I was out (saw the pics later). However, Rick decided it would be funny to paint my fingernails and toenails. So, they brought out the polish, and did a rather "sloppy" job. I woke the next morning to the stillness in the house (by myself on their couch), and it was like Dorothy entering the Land of OZ. I marveled at how beautiful my hands and feet looked. I immediately felt my **** grow. It was sooo bad, yet sooo good. My heart swelled. I knew I'd have to remove the polish, because of my wife wouldn't stand for me being a sissy.
I walked home and hid my hands and toes from her for about an hour. Then she finally noticed my hands...and I said that I got pranked. But I came to a big crossroads here. I told her, "I like it, and I plan to keep it". Well, my fellow cross-dressers, this was the start of a beautiful new me...Marcy.
From those painted toenails...it wasn't many weeks before I was shopping for panties, thigh high stockings, bras, nightgowns, dresses and skirts. The sky is now the limit. There was certainly a transition needed for my wife, but today she is VERY SUPPORTIVE of Marcy. It is normal for my to be dressed en femme on a daily basis. We are both very comfortable, and I love it.
Funny how I can go from having my toenails painted as a prank to sucking an EP friend's ****....but I'm here to testify of my transition from typical hetrosexual to **********....and loving it!
Love to all who read this (cross dresser or not)....Marcy
1amMarcy 51-55, M 40 Responses 51 Jul 15, 2012