The Urge To Crossdress Was Just Too Strong

I found out at a very early age that I was supposed to be born as a girl. From the first time I put on my mother’s pantyhose, I knew there would be no stopping my desire to dress as a girl. I grew up with two older sister’s which made it easy for me to have access to clothes, shoes & makeup.

I would wait until everyone went to bed then I would sneak down to our basement where I kept my sister’s things & I would get dressed up & sneak outside & walk around the town. I don’t know how but I never got caught dressing as a girl.



When I was 20 years old I met my wife, I thought everything would be alright, boy was I wrong. Having all of my wife’s clothes around, pushed me into a whole new level of dressing, all I did was dress up as a girl, I began wanting to look like a girl all of the time.

I grew out my hair & fingernails, I started keeping my body completely hairless, I had my ears pierced & my eyebrows plucked really thin & highly arched. I started sleeping in nightgowns & began wearing panties, bras & pantyhose every day under my work clothes.

My wife got sick of me being dressed as a girl 24/7 & divorced me. I moved back home with my mother where I continued to dress up. I couldn’t fight the urge any longer, I needed to let my mother see me as the girl I so wanted to be.



I got up one day & I just knew this was going to be the day where my mother was going to get to meet her new daughter. I spent the day getting ready, I  plucked my eyebrows into two pencil thin lines with a high, feminine arch to them, my hair was a head full of curls & my fingernails were a half inch past the end of my fingers.

Anyone who would have seen me would have never had guessed that I was really a boy. I waited until my mother went out in the back yard to hang up her wash, I grabbed my purse & walked downstairs & into the living room, I sat on the sofa & crossed my legs like the woman I appeared to be.



I opened my purse & got out my red nail polish & began giving my nails their sixth coat of polish. I felt so normal sitting there dressed as a girl, any bit of doubt I had about letting my mother see me dressed as a girl quickly left, I couldn’t wait for my mom to see me.

I finished doing my nails & I decided to walk to the kitchen & look out the back door, maybe my mom would look up & see me standing there, that didn’t happen but I did see that mom only had a half of basket left of clothes to hang up. I walked back into the living room & waited for my mother…

Submitted by 
Joanne Watters