Well for years, I have wanted to go back to wearing clothes that made me feel good. I used to wear my mother’s clothes and really liked it. Tried wearing my wife’s clothes but she is way to small. I then decided I needed to buy something for myself. Easy to buy undies and tell the clerk they are for my wife but getting my bra had to do that online. Sitting there one night in my silk panties looking at bras and figuring the size I needed I had such an erection. Then over to the sleepwear page and finding those shear babydolls mostly for the bride. Had to have one. Once they arrived at my P.O. b… 続きを読む

School wasn’t bad, oh I got picked on and chosen last in gym class, but then elementary and middle school some things didn’t matter. I knew back then I had different feelings about who I was and how I felt. My mom was wonderful, and I think she knew or sensed what I was going through. Dad on the other hand saw me as his son and kept steering me to guy things. Always getting me to play sports and Boy Scouts. I wanted to stay home and help mom cook and kinda be by myself. But then came high school, now it wasn’t just dad but the entire system that was gender orientated. Of course, I was in the c… 続きを読む

When I was 13 my mom had to go back to work, my parents thought I could be trusted to come home after school, and I would be safe till they would get home at 6:00 pm. Being a boy they thought I could take care of myself for a few hours. Well, all was good for a few months, and I enjoyed my time alone at home but then I started getting those sex thoughts. Started reading my mom’s dress catalogs to see the models in bras and slips. Read the National Geographics with photos of African women nude and my dad had Playboys that he thought were hidden. I thought I was just being normal for a teen boy… 続きを読む