A Sissy's StoryWell here I go. My story begins with me as a small child. I would lay in bed and imagine I was wearing frilly clothes. I don't know why but I knew boys weren't supposed to want such things but I did.I was dressed as a girl once when I was about 2. I was put into a dress and pictures were taken. I only saw the pic but I tore it up. I so regret it now, I would love to see it now. Anyway I fought it until I was 12 when I would skip school and wear my mom's clothes. That meant her underware , lengerie, dresses etc. I almost got caught when I left some of her nighties out and she asked us about it but both me and my brother denied it. She let it go. That scared me to quit for a while. Much later in my 20s I began discovering web sites and that rekindled my love of feminine clothes. I just wasn't brave enough to do much about it. So now here I am in my 30s and I'm at it again. I bought a corset, panties, and a baby doll nightie. I contacted someone from petticoated.com about this and my feelings. I was informed I was a sissy and it was ok to be a sissy. I've never called myself a sissy but that's what I am. It was hard to admit but it's true. So here I am taking baby steps toward sissyhood. This is my story thus far, thanks for listening.
southernbellesarah 36-40, T 25 Responses 12 Jan 2, 2013