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Then I saw some bras and panties. They appealed to me and I wanted them so much. I kept asking for them. Mom let me have a few of her older bras.I really wanted new pantyhose in my size, shoes that fit, my own dresses and matching bras and panties. But I was told I had to be satisfied with what I got.
I do not remember what I said or what I alleged, but surely they were not enough arguments because despite the tantrum I did, I had to try on the costume. I took everything in the bed and took it to the bathroom, angrily I put one leg in the pantyhose and then the other, and then passed each end through the holes in the clown and finally put on my ballet shoes. I went out, they liked it, they smiled and wiped away my tears as they hugged me. I look perfect, they said, even the wire wings and sky blanket that Clara had put together.
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As a teenager i would spend time at my Aunt’s house and she would leave to go shopping leaving me home alone with a pair of pantyhose out on the bed or hanging in the bathroom. I knew they weren’t there before so never knew why she had taken them out and then left without putting them on. Well I would put them on and walk about the house, etc. And came very close several times to getting caught with them on as she came home earlier than I thought. I remember running down the hall in pantyhose (NO Shoes) and slipping and sliding on the floors to get to the bedroom to take them off and put on my clothes while returning them to were she had them before. Heart pounding, blood racing, breathing heavy, scared that she would catch me.
Yes Isabel,i remember it well,they were my Auntys,loved them ever since,and just cant stop wearing them,i love it x
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I was 13 when I put on my first pair of pantyhose they were in the neighbor ladies laundry room laying on floor with her panties and girdle.
The next day, the festival, once again cover myself with what I already hated at that point and then, the worst, go out before those who made up my world, my friends, the teacher, my godparents and my father. Walking, following the colored lines drawn on the floor, making circles with the ula ula in the air, while, every three steps, we took a little jump. The day ended and the only thing I wanted was to take off that little butterfly outfit that made me feel so bad. With my father, and less with my godparents, I never touched on the subject. Few days later, went to the drug store looking for a bigger size. Much better! Felt so good all the way down. But after I came, I felt so guilty. I tore them off me and threw them away.
I really believe she put them in there for me to take them, and believe me, I did in a heartbeat! Occasionally after that, I would find panties in there and I would add them to my collection. So very true. Habit forming. Wearing silky pantyhose and various lingerie is definitely a lifetime luxurious need.
Wow , do you think your desire to crossdress was always there or did this experience initiate that desire. I have no idea why I first pulled on some tights , they were there and I put them on ... the feeling was immense and I was on my journey Yes, with my mother, I complained to her from the next day and until I was 14 or 15 years old, that moment and I did it every time it made me angry, rubbing my disagreement at that day when she dressed me as a butterfly. Over time I discovered that it was an infallible tool for me to buy things and access my simplest requests such as buying a toy or a candy. It turns out, unbelievable as it may seem, that everything started one afternoon in March in 1980, the teacher asked to speak to my mother, I gave the author of my days the summons and the next day there were the three of us: my teacher, my mother and me.
I have a younger sister and woar her pantyhose for a time until i couldn’t fit them any more :-( I would stretch them out, and i think that she knew something was up.
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