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Hello all. Been on here in the past but forgot my details and thought it was time I made a new account.
I'm a long time crossdresser although now more of an admirer now as don't get a lot of chance to dress at all.
I am now average build with blue eyes and no hair.
Started like a lot of us at around age 5 or 6 with my mothers tights and heels, Then progressed to the rest of her clothes at around age 10, i was finally caught by her at age 15 and she was quite accepting and told me that she had known I was dressing up for quite a while and the not wanting my hair cut short was also a clue.
At this time i was quite small for my age as most of my mates were hitting puberty etc. I Dont think i hit it until age 20.
So with my mum knowing it became the norm for me to come home from school and dress up as a girl, Do some house chores. Although this had consequences as my mates didn't know i dressed up i had a few close calls and then got caught by one of them. Which led to my first relationship as a confused teenager.
When i was 17 i met a lovely girl from college who accepted my dressing we started out as friends. She was on a beauticians course and I would let her practice on me which she thought was great fun doing my hair and makeup. We would even go out together as two girls as she encouraged me to become more open with myself. We would go out to shops , the cinema and even the pubs on Saturdays. This lead to some strange and often scary encounters as guys would try and chat us up. Eventually we became lovers which was wonderful but sadly only short lived as one day when we were out the car we were in was involved in an accident. Unfortunatley she never made it but for some reason i did. It was a sad day but also a turning point for me as i still remember the sniggers and shock of some of the nurses as they were undressing me in the hospital and realised I was a boy. This was the early 80s well before the PC World we live in.
It took me a few weeks to recover but I had decided in that time that yes I was a man and that's what I should be so I left college and joined the Forces. This had the desired affect for a while as no chance of dressing as I lived in a room with 3 other guys. Then the party happend. Our section had entered a fancy dress pop party and the 5 of us were going as Robert palmer and the girls from the addicted to love video. As our section had only 3 girls and as I was the youngest they decided that I would be the 4th girl. Needless to say I protested but on the night one of the other girls noticed how well I walked in heels and in a drunken stupor I confessed all to her. We became great friends and then a couple and eventually marrying.
She was great with me dressing at home and even with undies and tights under my uniform although she would make sure I wore regulation colour tights as the women did. This went on for 5 years until she fell pregnant . She asked me calm down my dressing and to conform more. I did as she asked but could dress when she was away at her mums etc. We carried on like this for 4 years until one night she had gone out with her friends so I dressed up whilst looking after our daughter. I fell asleep on the sofa and when she came home she went ballistic with me for dressing.
After that event things got worse and we eventually divorced.
I moved back into the barracks and managed to dress on occasions but not very often.
I later met another woman who I tried to tell about my dressing but she would not entertain it so am well and truly back in the closet.
I'm back on here just looking to chat with others and make friends
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