Making Changes (8 Erotic Crossdressing Stories)

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Andy produced a variety of support garments, silicone hip pads, silicone breasts etc and carefully explained how they were all used. Mom:“Aunt Marilyn, is here, to ask you, if you would like to spend some of your days off work, at her home.” In the late 1960s, a secret society was founded to support cross dressers, and reassure them that they were not alone. If you prefer something in a more ghostly vein, you’re going to love The Apartment, or A Living Doll. Aunt Marilyn: “Now, when you need to use the bathroom, you will sit down to pee. You are now my niece, a girl. We are going to have such fun, while you are here. Oh you’re going to see some change in you. ”

Once all together I headed for the club. I was excited about being out and not at all nervous. I was even able to drive in my heels. Then, I got the pantyhose. I had never worn them before but always wanted to wear one. This was my best chance. So, slowly I put them on. I struggled to get it on because the alignment always got wrong. With quite a bit of effort, I finally got the pantyhose on. It was an intense feeling that I had never experienced before. I completely fell in love with how it felt on my legs. Lastly, I put on my mom’s heels and my feet could fit in them. It felt amazing. 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. 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 StepAfter each performer did their number, they got to choose a person from the crowd to have a drink with them. When the dancer I was talking to finished her dance, she walked over to me, took me by the hand, and led me to the floor in front of the crowd. She introduced me and told everyone that this was my first time out. Everyone cheered and I even took a bow just for the fun of it. Then we went to get our drink and I got another hug. I can say I never felt more alive than I did that night! That afternoon, I relaxed and took the weight of keeping my crossdressing secret off of my shoulders. I was happy, thankful that Katie was there with me, talking me through the stages of getting dressed up, the fabrics used to create every outfit and what they meant to me. Katie explained everything. Amazingly, I was expecting something a little stranger and longer, but Katie dressed me in every outfit, explained what it included, and why they were being used and what for. A lot of it I had a vague idea, I remembered the cruise and what my sister had worn was for the formal evening dinners.That was just one of the gowns she wore, and as much as she looked, Katie couldn't find the other two evening dresses she wore, which, in all honesty, wasn't much of a problem. I had tried on numerous clothes at that point and there were other times in the future that Katie and I did similar activities. It took the name The Seahorse Society, from the creature where the male incubates the eggs. Today, the society still exists, and is no longer a secret. In Victoria, the Seahorse Society is an umbrella group that mainly supports transgendered people as well as transvestites.

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I arrived home, from work, on the Bank Holiday weekend, of Easter. The following week, I was taking days off that were owing to me, so the forecasts were good, and I was happy. As I entered the house, I heard chatter, and recognized my mom and aunt Marilyn’s voice. I was told to stand up in the middle of the room and raise my arms out to my side and hold them there and not move, my mind was racing and thinking lo... 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!