Blacked Out I have found that success as a cross dresser is as much confidence as it is appearance. At twenty-five, I have been out in public as a cross-dressing club gurl for several years. Having skillfully developed good looks, fashion sense and a petite body has inspired many wondrous experiences. I am five-foot five and still weigh a slim one hundred and twenty-eight pounds. With shoulder-length natural blonde hair,...

My good friend Stephanie introduced me to him two weeks earlier. Now I was expected to thank her. I was going to tell her how much I appreciated her wisdom. I was also expected to show her why. The errand seemed simple. Given the audacious assignment however, I was in a state of apprehension and fear. My guardian walked me into the club while firmly holding my hand. My striking blonde hair, elegant make-up, and stylish fu...

For as long as my memory serves me, I’ve had a powerful desire to look and feel feminine. Despite being all boy, my challenge in exploring and fulfilling my desires would be quite a test in an often-intolerant world. My reality was that I had to choose to pursue these strong, mysterious desires in secret. I knew I had to balance familial and societal realities. I knew that friends and family would find my fetish like desi...

Cross-dressing is a very important part of my life. I have learned that it is healthy for me to pamper my feminine feelings and to indulge the needs of that unique person inside me. After a few years of dressing in public as a teen, I have grown accustomed to going out to my favourite alternative nightclubs. I very much enjoy being dressed up as the pretty, sexy-looking club girl that I so love to be every Friday and Satu...

Since my very first public appearance as a fledgling gurl at the very young age of sixteen, I have collected over two dozen little dresses. In high school, I was a long-haired somewhat pretty boy who was popular mostly with the girls. For whatever reason I had a feminine side that needed to be liberated and freed. I found secretive times to be dressed up in girls’ clothing. It was my ambition and obsessive goal to become...

In my deep sleep, I found my dreams to be just the kind that I find so ideal. Pierre had put me in a wonderful state of mind! I recalled being made love to and the intensity I had just experienced. It was like I was reliving it. In my dreams, I was so comforting that when I woke, I had a contented smile and a very stimulated male hood. I had to do everything I could to keep my hands from causing me to orgasm by myself. I...

Making Dreams Come True Part Two As my December college break approached, my mind began to wander from my studies. My feminine side seemed to beckon me. The only catch in my lusty goal to become an exotic dancer was the expectation that Pierre had put forward to me. He wanted me to perform on both Friday and Saturday nights, the two biggest nights at his club. The simple reality that I had two classes on Friday and a five...

I feel very fortunate in the manner in which I have been able to experience my life as a crossdresser. As a five foot five and one hundred and twenty-eight-pound male I have been interested in femininity and in wearing female clothing for as long as my memory serves me. This inexplicable internal need was a confusing reality, but one that I felt that I had both an emotional and physical need to follow. I began by explorin...

Feeling pretty and looking alluring is what I have so come to love. Being feline and attractive is my basic and number one goal as a transvestite. I spend many weekend nights enjoying my life as an eye-catching and elegantly transformed - feminine gal. I do this while visiting an alternative and transsexual bar in my hometown of Boston. Short skirts, high heels, and stunning make-up turn me into what I think can be a rath...

Jack seemed more than surprised when he set eyes on me. I was soon aware that he also seemed quite pleased. As I stood in front of him dressed in sheer pink silk, looking like a true bedroom seductress, I realized the true error of my ways! What in the world was I doing? Why on earth was I suddenly standing in front of him practically naked, like some kind of sensual, naughty sexy slut? Things immediately began to happen...

Events in our lives can often change us in ways we never expect. In my case I certainly felt different as a young boy. I possessed very real, mysterious, unexplainable, emotions that I can describe only as feminine needs, in spite of being athletic and quite normal in appearance. These internal feline longings and desires were intense and drew me to all kinds of feminine things. I knew that I loved to feel like and even l...

I’ve been dressing up as a girl in dresses and going out in public for the past two years since entering college. My goal has always been to be as pretty and as believably female as possible, when I choose to dress up as a female. I am blessed with being short and slim with facial features that can make me very realistic in make-up. Blonde hair extensions, false eyelashes, and glue on nails complete a look that can be cre...

As a petite, pretty, and now fairly confident young transvestite, I feel fortunate to have discovered so many things about myself. I am proud to have a slim, smooth and well-exercised shape. I have longish streaked blonde hair and my goal is to always develop and improve my feminine elegance. My friends tell me I possess a very strong believability in my appearance as a young woman. I think it is due to the constant exper...

I was on personal display for him. He would have me walk sensually while emulating the grace of a pretty blonde haired runway model. In my role of girlish temptress, I wiggle my sexy bottom in my exotic, six inch pink, high heeled, platform sandals. My body is slim, lithe, feminine and smooth. At the far end of his large living room he has me turn around, smile, and pose like a show girl for him. My exaggerated wink bring...

I am a young, petite, passable and enthusiastic transvestite. I’ve been crossdressing and working on improving my look and appearance ever since I was a sixteen year old boy. Now after two years of weekends dressed in public as Cari, I had developed quite an attractive look and appearance. It often seemed at times, that many a man would come my way. Because of my exotic and sexy appearance, things could get interesting at...