Stellia's story

The Start of my transvestite

One afternoon when I was 14 years old, I was picking out some clothes to wear after my bath. "Mum, there are no pants in the closet. All my pants are dirty."

My mum picked out a pair of new cotton pants with a flower pattern from her closet and said: "Try this on. I'll buy some for you later."

"But these are for a girl," I said.

"Don't be afraid. They will be under your other clothes. No one can see you." So I took the pants with other clothes to the bathroom.

After I dried myself, I put on the pants. Wow, the feeling was so great. The cotton material which covered the most sensitive parts of my body gave me a soft and smooth feeling. I really liked the feeling the pants gave me. But I was so young that my penis stayed soft.

At night on my bed, I took off the pants and held them to my nose. They smelled good-- fresh and wonderful. I put them on my head and fell in sleep engulfed in the good smell.

Some days later, I opened the closet and found my clothes. Since we were not rich, my sister's clothes and mine were in same closet. I could not help touching my sister's clothes. She was still a little girl. There were some school uniforms and a swimming suit there too. I pulled out the swimming suit and covered it with my own clothes. In bathroom, I tried to put on the suit. It was too small so it hardly fit me. After five minutes, I was finally wearing my sister's swimming suit. The tight swimming suit pressed my penis on my stomach. I felt a strange feeling from my penis. But I didn't know any more about it. I totally enjoyed the feeling the girls' clothes gave me.

From then on, I started to pick the clothes from my mum and sister's closet frequently. I took them to the bathroom and returned after the bath or wore them under my clothes and returned them the next morning. One night I took a silk skirt of my mum's to my bed. I put it on. It was so special a feeling to me that I wanted more. Then I remembered the feeling which the tight swimming suit gave me. So I pulled the front part of the skirt between my legs and held it on my back. When I pulled on it, it pressed my penis to my body tightly. This feeling excited me, so I pulled harder, and this gave me more of the feeling. Suddenly, I went to heaven as something shot out from my penis. That was my first sexual climax.

I think the reason that I am a transvestite is because my first cum was in a dress and also because of the perfect feeling that the female clothes gave me.

1997 stellia@yahoo.com