I Never Knew Who I Was Until I Wore Her Fur Coat
I was into fur coats before there was such a thing as fetishes. The moment I opened up the cedar chest and took out Mom's old fur coat I knew I was tempting fate worse than death. Getting caught meant getting thrown out of the house and the family. I thought about the consequences but still I felt I NEEDED to wear that old fur coat. I wanted to believe (and I nearly convinced myself) I had a fur fetish. I think maybe once or twice I *********** wearing that fur coat. Everytime I would wear the coat I would become more comfortable and/or bolder. Wearing the fur coat made me feel feminine and because of that I started experimenting with crossdressing and wearing makeup and wondering about who i really was.