I am glad my mom did it to me,have me try on some girl's clothing and I was 7 years old she had me do this.Giving birth to 4 sons,she always wanted a daughter.This is how I start crossdressing and knew it was something else too.I started to like girl's clothing more,more comfortable to wear and this started with the dresses and skirts.Another thing I liked was having pierced ears too.My first time getting my ears pierced was when I was 7 years old,did get this done 2 months after having me try on the girl's clothing.I do remember this,she took my cousin Korey to get her ears pierced and she said I was going too.Mom looked at me and said I was next after my cousin Korey had hers done.I sat there and never moved and my mom was proud of me.As I got older,I started to dress more after getting home from school.Went in my room and the boy clothes came off and came out fully dressed as a girl.In my teens,there were feelings I wanted to crossdress as my female side more and this happened just before my 14th birthday.My parents and I had a talk telling them this.Listened to me and it happened on my 14th birthday with positive changes.My parents saw I was more happy and a daughter in their life finally.My mom and I became very close too,one thing we love to do is get our nails done together.Regrets to this,my parents and I don't see this at all.My 3 brothers do call me Alex and say I am their sister too.

Alex, your story is remarkably similiar to my own. I had an older sister who showed absolutely no interest in being a girl. When I was about 15, my breasts started to develop and my mother was delighted. I was mortified until I discovered how erogenous they were. Mother constantly reassured me how pretty they were becoming and bought me all sorts of pretty things. I loved the attention. By late teens she and I were the same bra size and we would often go out  together as mother and daughter. I loved being pretty rather than drab. Mother taught me all sorts of woman-lore and I think I was an apt pupil. Sadly mother didn't live to see me fully transition, which happened later in life, but I think she would be pleased.

I did not flinch at all when I first got my ears pierced,there was a little sting at first.Surgical procedures,I have had 3 breast augmentations only.First one was when I was 16 and then when I was 26.Had them redone in November.

I am happy for you Alex.
I was dressed as a girl even younger that you. But in my case it was because we were too poor to buy new clothes just because I was a boy. I lived with Mama and my older Sis, Aunt Jane and my two older girl cousins so there were always outgrown clothes for me to wear. I was always treated as 'one of the girls' and loved the attention. Okay, I still love the attention!

Mom says I am shoeaholic and this is true.Knows I love my heels the most followed by my boots and wedges.I even have family members that are good to me,say niece instead of nephew about me

I am too, thank God for Zappos.

You were very fortunate to be transgender. Part of the psychological abuse I experienced as a child that caused me to develop Multiple Personality/Dissociative Identity Disorder was being given my girl cousin's hand me downs to wear. The family album is full of pictures of me wearing her pink fuzzy winter coat, yellow onsie PJ's, and pullover tops.

Combined with our immigrant family's late 1800's Eastern European ideas about what boys and girls were (and weren't) allowed to do, and my only playmates until I was 8 being girls, the "inconsistent gender message" never gave me the chance to develop a "solitary gender identity" as a little boy. With the natural ability to dissociate passed on to me by my Mother, my brain made me (the only girl alter of my System) to cope when I was raped in 2nd grade.

I am the second oldest and very lucky my brothers say sister calling me Alex.I have great memories after I went fulltime when I was 14.One was my senior prom which I did get to go to,my friend Steven whom is a transgendered FTM asked me to be his date telling him yes.Mom remembers me walking out with my hair,make up done and wearing a black dress with  strappy sandals.Mom and I hugged and said I looked beautiful.She was glad Steven was nice to ask me and saw I had fun when I got home.Mom has a picture of us taken with Steven still.

I'm the oldest and have 2 sisters, my mom dressed me as a little girl til my dad stopped it when I was 3 which began the 13 yrs of hell in a barber's chair. I put a stop too that after my dad died when I was 16. Weird thing was I developed like a female and we used to watch documentaries about what we now call transgender, my middle sis was more boyish growing up then I was, even though from the time I was 6 to 15 I worked with my dad in t various auto rebuild shops,my dad was a vehicle body repairman. Here I'm now 51 and wonder what my life would have been like if I transitioned at the age of 17.

My mom says I am a positive role model also to family members,nieces and nephews.My advice is always be yourself and don't give up.I do have a couple nephews that are now fulltime mtf crossdressers,15 and 16 years old including a 14 year old niece that is transgendered.Been supporting them very well.

Quote from: Alexbn on March 08, 2017, 05:44:44 PM
I am the second oldest and very lucky my brothers say sister calling me Alex.I have great memories after I went fulltime when I was 14.One was my senior prom which I did get to go to,my friend Steven whom is a transgendered FTM asked me to be his date telling him yes.Mom remembers me walking out with my hair,make up done and wearing a black dress with  strappy sandals.Mom and I hugged and said I looked beautiful.She was glad Steven was nice to ask me and saw I had fun when I got home.Mom has a picture of us taken with Steven still.


Alex. Your prom experience is a lot like a teen dance that I went to when I was 17. Mother dressed me in a flirty skirt an a low cut top and a push up bra that made me look like a DD. I felt like I'd spill out if I bent over.  I was thrilled when the boys stared at my bosom when talking to me. It was not long before one boy invited me out to his car for a whiskey. His hands were all over me and it was not long before I did spill out. He had the most enormous ejaculation I ever saw and I was delighted I had this power over men. Yup, I like boys now.

My crossdressing started at about 6 or 7 years old whenever i walked in on my mother getting dressed in her black lacy lingerie and corset for work that night. She was a stripper and single mother till I was almost 13 and had a very fit firm body. It was just me and her alone in our 2 bedroom apartment till she met my step dad when I was in high school. As I got old enough to stay at home by myself when she went to work I would go into her room and try on her lingerie, bras, panties, dresses, heels, really everything she owned. She had lots of sexy clothes and underwear. The feeling of her silk thongs gave me my first erection and i found numerous pictures of her in lingerie and a few of her fully nude in the bottom of her panty drawer which I used often to masturbate to till one night she came home early from work and I didn't hear her and she found me in her room in her lingerie and heels masturbating to a nude picture of her. I was about 12 when that happened and she wasn't mad at all. She was startled and shocked but she was very accepting. I freaked out and started crying and apologizing and she comforted me saying it was ok if I enjoyed the way women's clothes made me feel, but explained to me it wasn't right to pleasure myself to her pictures. She told me I could keep the crotchless boyshorts, bra, and dress I was wearing and went into her closet and gave me a playboy magazine she had for years and told me I could use that for my "private time". She then asked me how long I have been wearing her clothes and I broke back down in tears and just told her "a really long time". She assured me again it was quite alright to experiment and try new things. She asked me why I did it and I told her because they make me feel really good and that they were really comfortable and how I wanted to look like a pretty woman like her with boobies like hers. She explained to me how since I was a boy I wouldn't grow breasts but it was ok to want to wear women's clothes. She then even gave me another bra and some hand me down shorts, shirts and another dress and told me we will go pick out some underwear for me next time we go to the store. She held up to her end of that bargain and things went great! Ever since then we have girl days where we go shopping or get our nails done. Im 27 yrs old now and am about 70% female 30% male in everything I do. Due to work and having a son of my own now I cannot fully transition but I now own more female clothes than male clothes and have about 30 pairs of shoes! I have 3 different sizes of breastforms I use for different occasions (38B,C,D) but usually wear my 38B daily. When I first showed her them she was so happy for me that I finally can have such realistic looking and feeling breasts because she knew how important they were to me. To this day she is my best friend and I don't know where or who I would be without our experiences growing up alone together for 13 years.

Long story but this topic literally is my life in a nutshell Haha
Thanks for reading and just know all you ladies and gentlemen and everything in between are BEAUTIFUL INSIDE AND OUT! <3

My mom dressed me as a girl til I was 3,when my dad stopped it,I went to jeans and t-shirts or botton up shirts,i didn't start wearing womens dresses and undergarments til I was 16 and home alone which was a lot when my dad died and my middle sis and mom never caught on. I've always known I was a female who had a cruel joke pulled on her by giving her male genitals and female everywhere else,for since I my wife and I'm a lesbian it has come in handy by keeping stealth,plus my wife is straight.

I don't remember the exact timeline, but one of my earliest crossdressing experiences was our 8th-grade talent show where they boys all dressed in drag and did a fashion show (at a Catholic school no less).  I wore an orange minidress, a platinum blonde wig, and pantyhose.  Several people commented on my great legs. I was hooked.