so id thought I'd make a post where we can share stories on times we were clocked . I know for me, it made me feel good knowing that someone else has shared the embarrassment of being clocked before as well. Sometimes it feels good  knowing how far youve come in transition to give others that are secretly watching hope if they are in the early stages of transition. (One post for each story please) (you can share multiple, just one on each post . I want to.read all !) (Make it cute, give your story a title Lol )

I'll start..

Title : The BLIND date.

Years ago I met this guy through a mutual friend. However I had never seen him before, we were just talking on the phone as well as over the internet. At this time I was more than likely less than a year on hormones .I did my best to shave and cover up my shadow . However all seemed to not work quite well. One particular night the guy was visiting the friend (who knew my tea) right up the road from me. I thought i would test my limits and finally go out and meet a guy . I had some extensions in my closet waiting to be put in my head . I did my hair a little bit (looked a hot ass mess) as well as I put on some foundation . I didn't have my eyebrows done, so they were thick as hell . I had a great push up bra, but because my boobs were small I'd try to take the little back fat I had and push it into the bra loll . So my hair turnt out horrible so I ended up putting a scarf around the top where I didn't have enough extensions lmao .this was the best I could do . I had skinny jeans on (had a nice shape then )and i left to go pick this guy up . I was so freaking nervous . I'm sitting there waiting for him to run out as it was night time . He ran out in a white T-shirt and some jeans. He has a little bitty head . But I wasn't gonna judge him tho haha. He got into the car and immediately look at me like "awwwwll helllllll no " but he just sat on down in the passenger seat ..and I'm struggling to keep this scarf on my head . The disphoria wasn't allowing me to look at him in his face after he had that look on his face. He kinda pushed his seat back while I was driving and was staring at me. He told me to look at him and I had asked him why ?? I'm shy !! Deep down it was killing me, all I wanted to do was just be normal. He just stared at me. We went to the park and things became a little less awkward as we begin to talk . I know i was acting weird as hell . He then asked a question in the middle of a conversation we was having. ARE YOU A MAN? I said what !!? Why would u ask that ??! And I acted as if I was mad at him for asking but deep down I was mad at the whole situation . He apologized and after that we actually hung out a few more times after that . ( To be continued with another clock post from the same guy ! Lmao )

(Omg this is so embarrassing but I know how important it was for me to not feel alone during that time and there wasn't stories like this around . )

Idk if this is a good clocking story, but I met a guy at Home Depot who was a customer and he asked me out, I didn't tell him I was trans, anyway he picks me up from work and tells me how beautiful I looked, after that we went to the bar across the street and we drank and a bit, but then he asked me why my voice sounded like that (it's hard to scream and sound completely female) so I told him that I'm trans and he almost spit out his drink so I asked him that's what you was getting at right and he said no I thought you smoked so he left the bar because he was no longer interested and left me there then some guy came up to me hitting on me, long story short the guy who hit on me after my original date left me tried raping me so I called the guy who left me and told him what happened and he came back to the bar wanting to beat up the guy who almost raped me, but he had left, so the guy who took me out gave me a ride home and we end up fooling around. The end.

Quote from: Angélique LaCava on May 07, 2017, 03:52:53 PM
Idk if this is a good clocking story, but I met a guy at Home Depot who was a customer and he asked me out, I didn't tell him I was trans, anyway he picks me up from work and tells me how beautiful I looked, after that we went to the bar across the street and we drank and a bit, but then he asked me why my voice sounded like that (it's hard to scream and sound completely female) so I told him that I'm trans and he almost spit out his drink so I asked him that's what you was getting at right and he said no I thought you smoked so he left the bar because he was no longer interested and left me there then some guy came up to me hitting on me, long story short the guy who hit on me after my original date left me tried raping me so I called the guy who left me and told him what happened and he came back to the bar wanting to beat up the guy who almost raped me, but he had left, so the guy who took me out gave me a ride home and we end up fooling around. The end.

Wellll that story was a twist lol!! I'm like ohhh this getting good haha..

I'll follow your example.

Title:  The WRESTLING match

I had been dating a really nice guy and we were on our 6th or 7thdate. Nothing had transpired between us yet, other than long kisses good-night and erotically charged goodbyes.  He was a tall guy at 6'5" and oooo-la la that body!! It was very difficult each time I saw him not to pounce, but I really liked him and he reeeeally liked me. We were in our early 20s and being that young, I guess its normal for things to proceed along on the sexual lines when there is that much attraction mentally and physically.  On that 6th or 7th date after dinner, we ended up back at his house at the end of the night to continue drinking wine and talking. I was wearing a dress, heels, best lace panties etc. -- you know -- just in case. I don't know how, but the topic of wrestling came up and he started tickling my ribs.  I am horribly ticklish!!   He would not stop so I sorta sprinted to get away into the kitchen and he was amused by how ticklish I was.  I was begging him to stop in between laughs. Somewhere in there I was trying to avoid his tickling and it became a sorta-pseudo-kinda wrestling match and we ended up on the living room floor. Next thing I know he's tickling my legs and he accidently flung my dress up.. OOPSIE!!   YES, I was mortified. I do not tuck or ever have and I guess his tickling and touching my legs had somewhat excited me.

Next thing I know, he stood up and had an odd look on his face. He said "let's go ahead and get you home" rather seriously. I was like oh-oh.... did he see anything??   As he was driving me home (and that drive was Q U I E T) he said "You should tell someone before hand". I could have died. I tried to explain that I was going to, but he was tickling me too much and it is very embarrassing to try and explain that. 

I guess I did not have to tell him after all. Things made themselves known all on their own. After a few days, he called me and we continued to see each other. We were an item for a while and then drifted apart.  To this day he is a very good friend. He is married now and has kids. But I wonder if he thinks of me whenever he sees a wrestling match or tickles his kids. 

Quote from: herekitten on May 08, 2017, 02:13:00 PM
I'll follow your example.

Title:  The WRESTLING match

I had been dating a really nice guy and we were on our 6th or 7thdate. Nothing had transpired between us yet, other than long kisses good-night and erotically charged goodbyes.  He was a tall guy at 6'5" and oooo-la la that body!! It was very difficult each time I saw him not to pounce, but I really liked him and he reeeeally liked me. We were in our early 20s and being that young, I guess its normal for things to proceed along on the sexual lines when there is that much attraction mentally and physically.  On that 6th or 7th date after dinner, we ended up back at his house at the end of the night to continue drinking wine and talking. I was wearing a dress, heels, best lace panties etc. -- you know -- just in case. I don't know how, but the topic of wrestling came up and he started tickling my ribs.  I am horribly ticklish!!   He would not stop so I sorta sprinted to get away into the kitchen and he was amused by how ticklish I was.  I was begging him to stop in between laughs. Somewhere in there I was trying to avoid his tickling and it became a sorta-pseudo-kinda wrestling match and we ended up on the living room floor. Next thing I know he's tickling my legs and he accidently flung my dress up.. OOPSIE!!   YES, I was mortified. I do not tuck or ever have and I guess his tickling and touching my legs had somewhat excited me.

Next thing I know, he stood up and had an odd look on his face. He said "let's go ahead and get you home" rather seriously. I was like oh-oh.... did he see anything??   As he was driving me home (and that drive was Q U I E T) he said "You should tell someone before hand". I could have died. I tried to explain that I was going to, but he was tickling me too much and it is very embarrassing to try and explain that. 

I guess I did not have to tell him after all. Things made themselves known all on their own. After a few days, he called me and we continued to see each other. We were an item for a while and then drifted apart.  To this day he is a very good friend. He is married now and has kids. But I wonder if he thinks of me whenever he sees a wrestling match or tickles his kids.

why don't you tuck? One time me and a coworker were hanging out and he knew I liked him and he found me attractive when first saw me , but that attraction died after he found out I was trans, but we hung out and I was wearing a shirt skirt and I was sitting down to where my pantys were showing and he notice and he said how do you tuck like that you can't even tell and then he said that was kinda hot and we ended up hooking up. My point to that is it helps to tuck. If your were tucked like I do as long as he didn't take your pants off he wouldn't have known.

Angelique - I don't have to. I don't have that much if you know what I mean    That night was my fault for wearing really skimpy lace panties.  Heck -- it was his fault too.

Angelique - woops -- I unknowingly told you incorrectly. I do wear the tightest panties I own when going to the airport because of the scanners. But I've got CLEAR and PreCheck now so that is not that takes alot of the worry away.

Quote from: herekitten on May 08, 2017, 02:48:34 PM
Angelique - I don't have to. I don't have that much if you know what I mean    That night was my fault for wearing really skimpy lace panties.  Heck -- it was his fault too.

Omggggg . I've had that happened to be... Before I was post op of course... I had decided to not tuck and a guy went there and rubbed and felt the tip .. and I was like oops it's my tampon . I was so embarrassed . He said he was about to check for an Adams Apple ..I almost dieddddd