Ever since I was a 2 year old, I was fascinated by woman’s clothes. The look, feel, and image was so exciting for this little baby boy.
As I grew a little older, I wanted to wear that pretty white communion dress and veil. I wanted to dress as a pretty princess bride.
Then as a young teenage boy, the sexual excitement, turn-on, and gratification from dressing in my sisters and my mothers clothes. Not just any of their clothes. I wanted to look very feminine and pretty. I wanted to feel really hot and very sexy. So I dressed in their most feminine, enticing and appealing clothes. Such sexual fire and pleasure. By the time I was 18, I was buying my own woman’s clothing in department stores including wigs and high heels.
Of course, I had to sneak into the female attire. My behavior had to conform to LIE (learned imposed, expected) conditioning from society, my mother, my family and my friends. I had been brainwashed that this was absolutely taboo. There was constant unrelenting LIE conditioning and pressure to meet social norms.
Then 6++ years ago, I engaged on the Internet with a truly dominant woman who loves feminizing males. Mistress Samantha began the process of removing every inhibition as she stripped, nullified, eliminated and destroyed all that LIE conditioning. If you think you can do this by yourself – you are wrong.
I am in the world of silk, stain, lace, bows, taffeta, and nylons – a totally devoted, committed crossdresser who is more sexually turned on every moment I spend in it. The world the 2 year old little boy wanted, the princess bride in waiting desired, the 13th year old boy lived in, the 18th year old entered further into and the adult male sneaked into every chance I could. I am thoroughly completely addicted to the world of silk, satin, lace, bows, taffeta and nylons – the world where my sexual passions, fire and gratification occurs. I have become Mistress Samantha’s crossdressed trophy dressing as pretty and sexy as I can. Not because she requires it. I dress this way for her because I love to and cannot resist my desires to be totally completely feminized for her. I am her Barbie doll. I am Mommy’s pretty princess bride in waiting.
So I crossdress because this is my greatest sexual excitement, turn-on and gratification. Just like my love of BDSM. Yes I’m sexually submissive to woman and want to be spanked, bounded, gagged, whipped, and chained by females (including mommy). Just like it is hard to understand the sexual joy, satisfaction, and gratification from being harshly whipped by a woman, the same is true of trying to explain the sexual joy, satisfaction and gratification of being dressed in woman’s clothing. My recommendation is to spend more time immersing yourself in your sexual interests and less time fretting about them.
LIE conditioning still goes on everyday. If you go onto the internet and Facebook, the gay community will tell you that’s why you crossdress, the transsexual/transgender community will tell you that you have evolved enough – you need to become a woman. Pure utter nonsense and the promotion of their agenda and conformance to their LIE conditioning.
I’m back. Wearing my black silk lace panties, lacy trim half slip, sheer pantyhose, lacy pink bra, breast forms, white see through blouse, black mini-skirt, silver high heels, and blonde wig.
2016 has been a year of unexpected events for me including near physical exhaustion. Even my desire to be all dressed up, feminized, and submissive has been ice-cold for the last 3-4 months.
While I was ice-cold did I know I’d be back ALL DRESSED up soon? I wondered and honestly didn’t know. This was the 1st time in over 6 years of being under Mistress Samantha’s intense, through, and comprehensive training that this had occurred. Was her intense psychological re-shaping, molding, conditioning and comprehensive feminization transformation of me really woven, ingrained, and burned into my mind?
As the fires began to stir, the answer was crystal clear. I had been trained to perfection by an expert. I must dress myself from head to toe. I must put on my skirts, blouses, dresses, bra’s, panties, stockings, high heels, wigs and makeup. Not only cannot I not resist my desires, I cannot stop myself from totally indulging, embracing, and being fully absorbed in worship and adoration of my burning desires. Plus, I crave to have them increased even more. I am totally engulfed in the waves of ecstasy, swept away by intense sexual lust into the world of satin, silk, lace and ruffles. Compared to how I was before I was trained – wearing my lacy, feminine, sexy female attire has evolved from an occasional past-time to an absolute complete total necessity. One that demands constant attention and needs to be done on a regular, even frequent, basis. I am now obsessed with wearing one my ultra feminine Victoria Secret or Frederick’s of Hollywood bra’s. The silk panties and sheer pantyhose ARE NOT enough. I must add a nice tight FULLY SHAPED LACY BRA to my panties and pantyhose. My lust to add a lacy full shaped bra to my “standard” outfit is quite telling as I revel in the pure total sexual excitement of it. My desires to be completely feminized are now totally, completely insatiable and quite uncontrollable.
Yes – the difficult year in 2016 has proven something beyond any doubt. I am definitely a fully totally completely feminized crossdresser. The 6+years of comprehensive intense training by Mistress Samantha has been wildly successful. Mistress has transformed me not into just accepting that I’m a crossdresser. She has transformed me into a totally committed, extremely devoted, and very intense crossdresser who will continually, regularly and frequently dress as pretty and feminine as I can – for as long as possible.
Now for the pictures. Note : I redid these photo’s several hours after posting. I could not contain my desire to have my tight lacy pretty pink bra more visible for all to see.