I'm fascinated with tales of crossdressing, especially about how other people got started. Their first time experiences, thoughts, basically anything that made a strong impression on you. Were you the younger sibling that was forced to dress for your older sister? Did you just naturally gravitate towards dressing? When you started out, did you incorporate makeup into your routine? Are you gay or bi? Soooo many questions, so little time! Feel free to tell us EVERYTHING!
Like a lot of people, I started rummaging through my mother's closet. Nylons, panties and dresses are what I primarily wore. Luckily for me, my mother was small, and i was tall. When she left, and I was sure she wasn't coming back for awhile, I'd rush to her room and carefully choose what I wanted to wear. I'd always mentally note the exact location of all the items in her closet and drawers. That way I could put them back without her noticing. Then, almost shaking with excitement, i'd put them on and model in front of her full length mirror. I was HOOKED!
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