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My name is Amanda and this is the story of my first encounter as a woman. I have been a secret crossdresser since I was quite young. After I once tried on my sister’s skirt when I was a kid, I just fell in love with feminine clothing and my crossdressing journey began. I would sneak into my sister’s room and try on her lovely outfits when no one was around. When I was dressed like a girl, I felt wonderful. 
After college I moved out and got my own apartment. I was so happy that I could finally dress up as much as I wanted to. I brought so many dresses, wigs, lingerie, shoes and lots of makeup too. I would spend most of my time as a young woman inside the apartment. I kept my crossdressing a complete secret because I was afraid my family and friends won’t accept me or judge me because of me being a crossdresser. 



When I was not working, I would spend most of my time inside the apartment dressing up and having girly time with myself. I got really good at makeup, walking in heels and other girly stuffs. The only thing that was left for me to do was to go out in public. But it was just too scary for me and also because my apartment was on the 4th floor of the building where there were other families living in the building too. I would surely get caught if I tried so I didn’t really attempt to go outside but I really fantasized about people seeing me as a woman.
After returning from work everyday, I would change into my female clothes rather than male clothes, put on a hair wig and light makeup and spend my time as a woman. I would even go to bed wearing lingerie and silky night gowns most of the times. 
One evening, the dresses that I ordered had arrived and I was really excited to try them on. I also decided to take some nice videos in my new dresses. So I got ready and went for a full glam makeup look. Then I wore my favorite bra and panty set, put on my black hair wig and unpacked the dresses. There were 3 dresses that I had ordered and they were all so lovely. I tried them on one by one and took quite a lot of videos in them. My favorite was the red bodycon dress with a nice cut on one of the side.



I was up all night taking videos and when I looked at the time, it was almost 3 am in the morning. I couldn’t believe how fast time had passed. I started feeling sleepy so decided to get some sleep. I was too tired to take of my makeup and everything so thought to take them off in the morning. 
I woke up with the sound of my doorbell. I looked at the watch and it was around 9 am. I was pretty sleepy so I tried to ignore the bell but it kept on ringing. So I got up, went to the door and opened it. There was a delivery guy and he greeted me with a smile. ” Hi Mam, we forgot to include the receipt with yesterday’s delivery. So, I am here to give you that.” and handed me the receipt. 
When I heard him call me mam, I finally came to my senses and remembered I was still dressed. I almost jumped with horror. How could I have forgotten I was still all dressed. The door was open so if people were passing by they could see me dressed as a woman too. Luckily, it was only the delivery guy in the hallway and no one else. I knew I had to hurry before anybody else would see me like that. So, I took the receipt, gave the delivery guy a smile and closed the door. 



My heart was beating like crazy even after closing the door. I rushed to look at myself in the mirror and luckily, my makeup and hair looked fine.  I couldn’t believed it really happened with me and I was pretty shaken up for quite a while.
I was having so many thoughts inside my head, did the delivery guy really think I was a woman? or did he notice I was actually a guy? Could I really pass as a woman? Would the delivery guy tell other people about me?. It took me a while to calm down and accept what had happened to me. That was my first encounter as a woman. Now when I think about it, I am happy that it happened with me and something that I will never forget. 
What a nice story Amanda! I am sure the delivery guy fell for you looking your beauty with that red dress, and that smile you gave him… ;o))
Your story is almost like all the others who have taken this incredible journey to womanhood. We all have started out with similar experiences trying on sisters clothes or moms clothes. the end result is that we can attain our dream of womanhood if we just trust ourselves enough to move forward
A year from now when Amanda looks back on this experience she will laugh at her terror.you are absolutely correct Jaye Dee but it certainly helps if you are accompanied by another girl in each forward moving step. the end result is worth it!
Wish that would happen to make me!!!!
I to used to only wear at home but one day I decided to do it wore bra,panties,thigh highs(no male socks) some light Colored eye shadow and black mascara. At first I was EXTREMELY concerned about it bring noticed never had a word said. Got to be everyday routine getting ready for work everyday clothes then make up
I Live as A Crossdresser in And I wear Crossdressing Clothes Out and About. With Out Fear.
I am so happy for Miss Amanda. I so want it to happen to me! To become a sweet, pretty girl for a nice, gentle man is a desire of mine. No, IS a desire of mine! I want to wear pretty panties for him, do my makeup, slip into a pretty dress, and become everything a man wants, happily. And, if I can really please him, to hear those sweet words, “Please be my wife!”. I would simply worship him, forever! He would always be “Daddy” to me. I want to become his housemate, yes, his bedmate!. He could claim all of my love! I would make him the most satisfied man in the world! I promise!
Miss Roxanne Lanyon
“His Wife To Be”
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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.
“Hello son, look who is here.” mom spoke, as I gazed at aunt Marilyn. I had always and still am, very fond of her, and fantasized about her, when in bed and in the shower. I know it is wrong, I told myself, but that was my secret.
Mom: “Aunt Marilyn, is here, to ask you, if you would like to spend some of your days off work, at her home.”
Me: “Yes, I will accept the offer mom, and thank you aunt Marilyn.”



Well we sat down to a meal and my aunt slept over that night, so we made an early start in the morning.
Aunt Marilyn: “Did you sleep well Graham, as we got into the car?”
Me: “Not really aunt, as I was excited about this stay with you. ”
I waved my mom goodbye. The journey took us about ninety minutes, and arrived in Park Close, a cul-de-sac, with six bungalows there. It was a tranquil area, and in the countryside. I liked the closed in hedges of the lanes, we drove down, were beyond the hedges, laid open fields of grass and crops.
My valise case (a small travelling bag), just carried my bathroom kit, a few underpants and tops, a pair of blue jeans, a white ladies blouse, full sleeves with a Peter Pan collar, a pair of white knickers and ladies beige slacks, with a button and zip, side fastening.
Aunt Marilyn, showed me around and where everything was. Then we left, to go for fish and chips, to eat at Tally’s. On return, aunt took a shower, and offered me to take one after her, which I did, to freshen up.



About an hour later, aunt, telling me, as I was reading a woman’s magazine of hers, that she just be over the road, to chat to her friend for awhile.
Me: “ Yes aunt, go ahead, is it okay if I do this crossword aunt?”
Aunt Marilyn: Yes sweetie make yourself at home.
I was still with a bath towel around my waist, male sarong style, not female, with it covering my bust.
Once aunt left, I had the urge to peek into her boudoir, and there on the bed, was a lovely shade of pink, nightdress. Oh gosh, as I stared at it, but dared not touch it, in case aunt had placed it, in a certain way. Weakness of a man overcame me, and I found myself holding it up in front of me, then dropping the towel, to the carpet, and stood in front of the mirror, and with a rampant erection, as I had not mastur-bated for about five days. Oh gosh, as I was now mesmerized, then it touched the top of my pe-nis. Oh no, as I hoped my precum had not stained it.
Then to my horror, my aunt’s voice at the door, saying, ” if you like it so much, why not put it on.”
Me: “ I can explain aunt Marilyn. Please don’t tell my mom.”
Aunt entered the room, locked the door, and came toward me.
Aunt Marilyn: Now my teenage niece, we best get you into your nightdress, and early for bed.
Taking the nightie from me, slipped it over my head, not mentioning my arousal.



Aunt Marilyn: “Pink, does become you, Jane, Very cute indeed. You shall wear it tonight and if you make a mess in it, you will hand wash it, and you will wear another one of my nighties, each night, until you leave. You see Graham, I mean Jane, as I unpacked your valise earlier, I noticed a certain few items, that only could belong to a girl wearing them, so to confirm it, made an excuse to leave you alone for awhile, to discover you, in a compromising position, which I have done. Now my sweet young niece, we best go and watch the film on DVD, ” THE WOMEN.” Tomorrow morning, you shall wear what I put on my bed for you. Any argument or protest, then your mom will be contacted. Do you understand Jane?”
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. ”
I sensed my boyhood, being overtaken by a new ultra-feminine existence, while at aunt Marilyn’s.
What a wonderful way to get caught.
Lovely story, could use some sharpening up concerning your writing grammar but I did love it. We all want an aunty like that, to be told what to do to bring our feminine side out. Kisses hon.
Beverly
had a similiar experience ,but my aunt had a strapon that she used very well it vibrated on her pussy as she laid the wood to me felt great.
Could of been oh so much better and longer.
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Mom, please stop yelling at me! I never wanted to wear your dresses; it was sis! She made me!
Well, I've told you all about this dress, see other text. It's a beauty, that I made myself.
Is my ass too big? no...it's just the big skirt. See the pretty neck and the heart shape,
and the hem with satin bows. Romantic. Oh, I have a look like deer caught in car head light at night. But , I'm learning.
I am not a crossdresser but many of my friends are
Like a rabbit in the headlights... Drink and camera to hand and back to the wall, at CandyGirls alternate venue, the Golf Club in Sunbury..
An old photograph from the scrapbook.
And when I arrived at Candy Girls, I felt distinctly overdressed, as all the pretty girlies were wearing skimpy bikinis..... but I had the last laugh as it got rather chilly at 2am ! In the meantime, here I am, wrapped round the Gazebo pole in the 'smokers yard, caught like a rabbit in the headlights by Roberta's flashgun.... Cute fluffy bunny..... savoury duck... or sexy spring chicken? What do you think?
Robert thought, - "No, when it pours,
Through the trees and flow'rs and thistles.
No one heard his screams and cries;
Through the clouds the rude wind bore him,
Where they stopp'd, or where they fell;
Was one little flower from her hair.
From my Lomography set (read about the process on the Set description). This photo is a rework of one taken on 9 October 2008.
Don't you know it's not polite to stare 😉
Much earlier this year I was meeting up with two friends Gill and Linda for lunch and on the way I took a walk around Spitalfield market to see if anything caught my eye. Later when I arrived at the lunch venue Gill rather mischievously asked if I was actually wearing anything under my coat, she always does have something to say about the length of my dresses and skirts but I can assure you there is a dress beneath my coat.
Tomorrow I will be heading off on a walking holiday for three weeks so see you all again mid July. Ta ta for now.
Her I am again in my bra, panties, open bottom girdle, nylon stockings, and red high heeled slingback pumps. These shoes are so very comfortable on my feet, I love them!
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick,
Photo, makeup and styling by the talented Kelayla of www.transvista.co.uk/
Gill is obviously saying something about me and both Emily and I are seeing the funny side of it. The moment was brilliantly caught on camera by Kay the roving photographer. I like the picture and it makes a change to post a picture where no one is posing.
Stuck on my sun lounger - neighbours just came out - can't move without being caught 😳
New videos every Wednesday & Sunday
I am 100% real...! But I am afraid the background is photoshopped in... there is no way I could decorate a tree that perfectly!!
Whilst shopping recently in "New Look" this dress caught my eye..
I failed to resist and just had to buy it !! Hearts and kisses to all.. ❤💋
I am back posting on Flickr!! I haven't been here in a very long time. Everything with my life has been amazing - my absense from Flickr was mainly because the app stopped working on my phone and I have been focusing more on my other social media sites.
But I am back now and have 6 months worth of photos to upload which I plan on doing on a daily basis until I have caught up.
Plus I have lots of good news to share which I will do in a few of my following photos
When the Angels revolted, God shut Heaven's Gates.
Those inside remained Angels; those in Hell became Devils,
And those caught betwixt became Fairies.
When I was younger I got used to seeing Mom going out in the evening looking like this. I never dreamt that just a few years later I would be doing the same!
alle Fotos von diesem Wochenende / all pics from this trip: hier/here
Vor dem Ball sammelt sich das ganze Volk im Hotelfoyer. Man trinkt noch einen Cocktail und ehe man es sich versieht, wird man vom offiziellen Ballfotografen "erwischt". Aber auch Jana Metzner hatte einen Blick für die Situation. Besten Dank!
Before the ball, the whole crowd gathers in the hotel foyer. You're drinking another cocktail and before you know it you're "caught" by the official ball photographer. But also Jana has a sense for the moment. Thank you!
Placed in cuffs, ball gagged and tied with green rubber dyna-band. I guess it's one way to stop.
alle Fotos von diesem Wochenende / all pics from this trip: hier/here
... und der Fotograf hat sich wirklich ein Bienchen verdient!
Vor dem Ball sammelt sich das ganze Volk im Hotelfoyer. Man trinkt noch einen Cocktail und ehe man es sich versieht, wird man vom offiziellen Ballfotografen "erwischt". Da erkennt man schon den Profi, für ein solches Bild von mir braucht es üblicherweise 10-15 Versuche und hier hats gleich beim ersten Mal geklappt. Herzlichen Dank dafür!
Before the ball, the whole crowd gathers in the hotel foyer. You're drinking another cocktail and before you know it you're "caught" by the official ball photographer. You can already see the pro, for such a picture of me it usually takes 10-15 attempts and here it worked right away on the first one. Thank you very much!
alle Fotos von diesem Wochenende / all pics from this trip: hier/here
teilweise geborgt bei / partly borrowed from
... und das gleich im doppelten Sinne: zum einen Ina und ich kurz vor dem Ball und dann eben Jana, die, als sie das Foto von uns machte, vom offiziellen Ball-Fotografen voll erwischt wurde.
... and this in two senses: on the one hand Ina and I just before the ball. And on the other hand just Jana, who was caught by the official ball photographer when she took the picture of us.
I like how we were not posing for this picture. Makes a change!
I need to Post my traditional TGIF a little early. I just found out the Governor of WV will allow me to go to my camp. I'm packing up to start a LONG overdue weekend in the Mountains. This crazy world has me rattled and I'm looking forward to getting away. I will try to get caught up with everyone when I can. This Dam virus has turned my world upside down. I hope every one can have an enjoyable weekend. Love You All!
Tonight it’s the club, and I don’t expect to leave until 9 am 😈
There was once upon a time, when I would quite look forward to clubbing from Thursday to Sunday. I always used to love dancing on the stage, or on a podium 😁
Sadly age has caught up with me, 9 pm and not 9 am, sounds like a good time for bed 😅
You catch me heading off for lunch at the Oxford and Cambridge Club, to meet up with my close friend and Sodality Sister Lady Lavinia Baverstock.
Lady Lavinia (an Oxford graduate herself, and a full member of the club) greeted me, dressed in what has become our “off-duty” Sodality uniform: a cream silk blouse, a knee-length tweed skirt, and sensible three-inch crocodile heels. We eagerly caught up with each others’ recent escapades, over a very indifferent lunch – the Oxford and Cambridge has employed, for years, the very worst chefs of all the top London clubs.
Looking across the table at Lady Lavinia, dressed in her conservative 'county' attire, it was quite hard to remember that this beautiful aristocrat has – over the last three or four years – emerged as the undisputed Number One Extreme Porn Star of the “snooty smut” or “posh porn” movement. I remember Max Kink himself texting me to register his astonishment at the practiced ease with which Lady Lavinia performed the most outrageous XXXXX acts for his cameras. The devastating effect of this level of debauchery is only enhanced by the filthy language (delivered in an uber-snooty, ‘cut glass” accent) that cascades from Lady Lavinia's potty-mouth, during her mesmerizingly lewd and depraved performances….
Our meeting at the Oxford and Cambridge was to discuss a guest appearance by Her Ladyship at The Salon, so that Lady Lavinia can meet (and debauch!) some of her wealthiest fans – those, that is,
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