When mother took me along to visit one of her girlfriends, as a result of being caught in the rain a
When mother took me along to visit one of her girlfriends, as a result of being caught in the rain and my clothes being soaked through, I ended up in her children’s clothes. The problem, was that she only had four daughters! That day proved to be embarrassing to say the least. I was so aghast at the girls earnestly questioning, for someone they knew who certainly had never wore one before, how wonderful it feels to wear a pretty dress? How much nicer it is to be a girl? I couldn’t understand why, as a boy, that their mother said I could have the dress, resulting at the end of the day, and after it had been washed, it ending up in my wardrobe. Me.. a boy… I actually owned a dress! And I wondered, what would my friends at school think of me if they knew? The horror!As time passed, for some reason as every once and a while I would rediscover “my dress” in my wardrobe, I would come to feel different about it, and it was on one particular Sunday morning, when wondering what I was going to wear, that I took it out of the wardrobe and held it over me as I looked at myself in the mirror. Mother appeared both shocked and amused as I emerged downstairs in my dress, of my own choosing, for the first time. The next time mother took me with her when she visited her girlfriend, I wore a new dress I received for my birthday that I adored, and my hair, haven grown considerably, I wore in ribbons. Upon seeing the girls again, I thanked them when they told me how pretty I looked. They were so pleased that my views had changed, and that I had come to agree with them in how much more wonderful it is to be a girl. There was a moment following, that a distinct worry struck me… what was happening to me? And what would my friends at school think? The Masochistic Emasculation Fetish reddit group -- source link