Making Changes (8 Erotic Crossdressing Stories)

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When I found that my sister returned; the first thing that went through my mind was a close resemblance of the words "oh crap" ran through my mind. I still hadn't changed out of Katie's dress and my clothes were strewn over the floor. I was going to be found and instantly my mind told me to hide. I immediately jumped into the wardrobe and closed the door behind me. I remember that exact feeling when I was hiding from my sister. My heart was pounding, it felt like it was going to burst from my chest in a similar style to the Alien Quadrilogy. It would have solved some problems though, first off I would have been dead, and I wouldn't have to face my sister's wrath when she found I had tried on her clothes. She probably would have tried to resurrect my body and then kill me all over again for it. "Rain, where are you?" I could hear Katie from outside the room, and I hoped she would think I was somewhere else. This was the moment I found my sister really did have second sight. I overheard her muttering that she had shut the door to the bedroom before she left, and I foolishly left it open. She knew I would be in her room, and the fact that my clothes were left out for all to see didn't help that. "Come on Rain, I know you are in here. If you don't come out until the count of five then I will be forced to tell mum and dad," she stated with a calm and methodical voice. Katie didn't raise her tone, she didn't have to. It’s a real testament to their genuine friendliness and understanding that we somehow got onto the subject of crossdressing without even realising it. Suddenly I was chatting away quite openly about myself and what I was hoping to get from my visit. Andy (aka Sophie) was a great listener, understanding and supportive, but above all, he was an amazing confidence booster!

Ed: To those of you considering hormones I strongly encourage you to seek medical advice first. Hormones can have a considerable impact on your body and your health.]All too soon, however, it was over. I stayed around a bit longer talking to new friends as well as more of the performers. I thanked them all for making my first time out so special. I drove home riding on a cloud of joy promising myself to make this a regular part of my life going forward.

For me it started in my early teens. I discovered masturbation (wow what a joy!) and womens legs became of particular fascination to me. God they looked so smooth and sexy, how I longed to touch them, to see if they felt as soft as I imagined. Mom:“Aunt Marilyn, is here, to ask you, if you would like to spend some of your days off work, at her home.” My name is Toni and I have been a crossdresser most of my life and I just turned 65. My wife knows about my dressing – but hates it – so I dress when ever she gone or out of town. I have been out on the town dressed and I do love to dress with other men that are cross dressers. The challenge I have when dressed is that I stand 6’1” tall and love to wear high heels. This means I stand out when going to Walmart, but most people just don’t pay any attention and they love the lady in high heels and short skirts. A: Transvestism, or cross-dressing, has been misunderstood for years – and has been a source of shame and fear for innumerable men. Marriages have failed, families been torn apart, careers destroyed, and lives lost to suicide over an activity that is intrinsically harmless.I waved my mom goodbye. The journey took us about ninety minutes, and arrived in Park Close, a cul-de-sac, with six bungalows there. It was a tranquil area, and in the countryside. I liked the closed in hedges of the lanes, we drove down, were beyond the hedges, laid open fields of grass and crops. Well we sat down to a meal and my aunt slept over that night, so we made an early start in the morning. In the late 1960s, a secret society was founded to support cross dressers, and reassure them that they were not alone.

About an hour later, aunt, telling me, as I was reading a woman’s magazine of hers, that she just be over the road, to chat to her friend for awhile. Thank you girls for taking the time to read my article and I hope your first time out in a public setting like this club I went to was as exciting as my first time out in public! My femme name is Shannon.. I’m seventeen and have cross-dressed for as long as I can remember. At 6 years of age I put on my older sister’s dress – she’s about a year older then me. At some point, Andy had disappeared into the dressing room, where obviously some sort of magic must have had occurred because the most gorgeous radiant woman emerged! Q: I'm a 64 year old, red-blooded heterosexual man, a tradie, and a keen fisherman. Since I was 5, however, I've also been fascinated by women's clothing, and have a deep-seated compulsion to cross dress, and become "Lucy". Throughout my marriage this was a shameful secret I feared being discovered. Since my wife passed away, I've decided to be my true self – but I don't want to look like a drag queen or a caricature. Where can I learn how to pass as a tasteful, elegant woman?I was still with a bath towel around my waist, male sarong style, not female, with it covering my bust. I am sending you two pictures taken last year and I hope to hear from you or any other person that would like to talk about dressing or would like to meet and dress. Toni Shannon’s Transgender Accomplishment: The Next Step And did we! I had no time at all to be nervous, and anyway, Sophie is so confident and experienced that I always felt in totally safe hands. She seems to know just about everyone in Brighton. The Restaurant, bars, clubs – we were greeted like old friends wherever we went and people were incredibly friendly, open, intelligent, liberal…. and always massively complimentary! It seems that Brighton’s huge LBGT family means that anyone loosely under the ‘T’ banner will always be completely welcomed.