Good time of the day,
I'm new to this website and as Ive checked this place might be the only place where I can get an adequate advice from people, if they might have had a similar problem. As Ive googled up similar posts, most of them were answered as "fake, troll topic, wtf, unserious, what is this ** and so on", well, Im not here to troll or anything else, I ask for advice. I dont know if my topic fits for this forum section or even by forum rules, but again, sorry...
Ill might sound wasted and perv, but I wrote it as it is. I just feel cornered. I dont have anyone who can support me, no one who can understand me and my problem. I guess, I also dont have any other place, or choice to speak myself out...
Im a guy, 19 years old. You can call me Fergus (fake name). Studying. I dont associate myself as a crossdresser, but partially I am one, due to my problem.
Problem is, that I have a fetish for tights, stockings and other women's stuff made out of similar materials. Its not that I just need them to have sex while wearing them, or while my girlfriend wears them, or seeing someone else doing that, and so on. Just want to wear them, feel them on myself, something as a second skin, or whatever. Call it as you like.
Im not going to explain my problem from the beginning, as its looong... Ill just say, I have this 'desire' to wear capron since my childhood (from about the age of 5).
The worst case of my interest happend in this end of summer. In early morning on a free day I went to a mall on the other side of the town. Day before I checked size calculations for tights and for stockings. There weren't many people there shopping, so I searched for the tights, socks, stockings section in the shop. No one was at that section, so I patiently choosed. I took 2 pairs of stockings and 1 pair of tights and went to casheer. Ofcourse, her face's expression explained everything, as not many guys buy such things. At home I was like 'wtf just happend?' and hid it in my room... Meanwhile, we were finishing a major renewal in our flat and we only needed to throw away not needed stuff. So I told my mum that Ill clean my room by myself, she was ok with it. I cleaned my room, hid tights in a different place in my room. Few days later, when I came home from uni, I found my stash is empty. I was sure she put them in her wardrobe. Then I went to the mall again to buy new ones, again with the same scheme. Came home, again my thoughts were 'wtf I just did?', unpacked them, thrown packages away.
I didnt know what to do. After she found them, I expected a serious talk, which didnt happend. I wanted to talk with her, explain everything, but couldnt force myself... Knowing her personality, she would understood me wrong, would start to blame, swear me or even force me to leave house... Eitherway, I provoked her to talk, I put tights in a bag, where I have socks, so if she put the washed ones there, she would notice. On 2nd day she noticed and asked me whose tights are these (ofcourse, I was a bit of prepared for the talk, read some stuff to parry her questions). Ive told her that these are mine (I didnt told her that I have this feeling to wear them since my childhood), so Ive told need them for winter, and in underpants its hot. Well, everything happend as I mentioned before, except for 'kicking me out of the house'. That evening after uni I didnt want to be home, we didnt talk. But later everything was as it was before.
Now Ive ordered some from eBay, some from i-shops, even ordered some belts, which will arrive next week. Sadly, sometimes postman delivers them to straight to the flat, while Im in the uni, and my mum recieves them from him, but doesnt open these packages and just keeps asking what is it, what is it. I just keep saying different things 'its for my girlfriend, its from a friend, for pc and so on', but Im sure, she knows whats in there... I just dont know how to be, how to tell her. My girlfriend doesnt know about my problem and forcing her to help me isnt an option, moreover, I dont know how she will react.
Please, no offence, need Your advices.
Thank You.