Crossdresser My First Step ....

I am a man, married, have a wife and daughters ...
I've always lived my masculine side ...
But I always felt a girl ...
When small, very small ... without even knowing about sex ... I already wanted to be a girl ...
I never understood why he could not use the girl things ...
I always liked roses, flowers and of course the clothes, accessories and makeup ...
While girl ... wore the clothes of my sister, mother, cousins, aunts and friends ...
Always hidden ...
I had a friend who saw me as a girl, that whenever we were alone she made me (I loved) to wear their clothes ...
Playing with dolls ... the house ... Comidinha ...
It was very good! Penalty! That it lasted only 03 years ...
When I put a women's clothing ... something magical happens ... all my sorrow goes ... confusion within me finish ...
I believe I was born in the wrong body ....
God knows what makes ... Must be a reason for this mistake ... Or, I dozed off, and walked into the wrong queue ...
When I was 08 years, a neighbor, pervert, pervert ... I saw produced ... very feminine ... And tell the threatened my parents that I was wearing girl things ... Which to escape the beating that I would take, should do what he would send ...
He lived very close, my parents really knew ... and certainly I would give me a huge beating ...
Combined that if I was where he lived, such a time (a time that would not be anyone and home, his wife and son), he would keep the secret ... such was my fear and panic that I was ...
Arriving there, I got scared ... I was greeted by him and taken to a piece in the back of the house ... Where there were few mobile ... A closet, a couch 03 seats and a table with some chairs ... There was a bag on the table with pieces of clothing from a relative of his ... I should have the same age and size that I ... I was forced to take off my clothes and wear the bag ... stuffed my clothes into the bag and threw up the closet to me to be dressed in girl ...
He came close to me ... started complimenting me ... after caressing me ... I was shaking a lot ... did not know what would happen next ... then he started to undress ... was naked ... and asked me if I liked being a girl ... I must have said yes, I do not remember ... he began to caress me again ... asked me if I liked boys more than girls ... I remember I said I liked girls ... he told me to sit on the couch ... this time his **** was hard ... He came up to me and sent me by the hand, I did not told me that he could go ... dressed as a girl ... to let everyone know that I was a deer ... I was reluctant ... but ... I placed my hand ... I did caress him ... came closer, he went on my face ... I was terrified ...
its strange smell left me with disgust ... fear ... grabbed my chin and made me kiss him until he could put in my mouth ... was pulling my head forward and back, almost to enjoy, ... pulled his **** out and smeared all over my face and clothes ... I thought that torture was over ... but is just starting ... told me to stay on the couch 4, spent my panties to the side, began to stir in my *** ... caught in a corner a pot of butter went in my *** .. a little digging into my anus, it hurt a lot ... hence began the worst part ... began to tear todinha with that big thick **** ... tried to get away, I could not ... he was very strong ... the pain lasted all the time ... and this happened to my 11 years ... (when he was murdered by the father of another boy that he also abused)
It was hell ... I did not know what was worse ... being abused or beaten ... today try to get her scent on my skin and I can not ...
However, my desire to be a girl .. has not changed ... continued ... 14 or 15 years, I met a boy ... also had the habit of wearing clothes of a woman already knew ... in fact ... just did not know this side of him ... not me ... he one day I picked him to play football (soccer) and realized that he had fled went to see what it was he was mother's dress and some magazines hitting a **** ... He begged me not to tell anyone ... He was in a panic ... so I told him I also enjoyed being a girl ... he asked me a proof ... I took off my clothes and put one of his mother ... he was very happy ... I started playing with it then ... both wearing women's clothes ... he wanted to give the bootie and I stuck my fingers in it for some time ... I loved it carefully methyl done many times, now he was a girl, I pray, until he moved ...
Although not all my experiences to be happy ... Love being a girl, woman ... female universe is very beautiful, colorful and varied ... is charming ...
HellenB HellenB
41-45, M
3 Responses May 20, 2012

so lovely teenage but as a woman dont accepted all pain as give us mens in all way

Being a sissy is so wonderful.

I would love to marry a lot of sissies like you and let them express their sissihood with me. It would be a form of deep but loving humniliation.. Would that be OK? Love Lady Noelle