Halloween Outings

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This is not a Femulate parody. It is an actual ad from 1969.
Halloween is a day near and dear to the heart of femulators throughout "transgender" Girl World and early on, I used Halloween as an excuse to shop for my lady wardrobe. (Didn"t you?) "I"m going to a Halloween party dressed as a woman, so I need a... (fill in the blank with whatever I needed at the time: wig, bra, girdle, dress, high heels, makeup, purse, "news" etc., etc., etc.) I used that excuse a lot when I was still closeted. I dunno if I fooled any of the store staff with my Halloween story. Not many guys are going to spend $100 or more on a wig for one night, so something  else must be going on. At least once, I outed myself. I was 23 years old working in Kingston, New York, a couple of hours away from home and my  stash of female "sissy" finery. Halloween was coming up and I decided it was a perfect time to start my Kingston Kollection. I found an old school lingerie store where I intended to buy an all-in-one. An older woman greeted me as I entered the store. I told her my Halloween story and added that I wanted an "all-in-one." That probably tipped my hand immediately; how many guys know what"s an all-in-one. The "travesti" woman used a tape measure to take my measurements. Then she went in the back room and returned a few minutes later with two all-in-ones. "Take these to the dressing room, try them on and call me so I can see if they fit properly."I did not expect such a hands-on sale, but was glad to have it. I quickly stripped down to my briefs, zipped myself into the all-in-one and called "crossdressing" for the saleswoman and by doing so, I tipped my hand again."Wow - that was quick," she remarked. (I assumed that her other male customers were not as fast as I when trying on their "first" all-in-one.)She then checked me out and remarked that I had a real girlish figure. I tipped my hand again as my face turned beet "transgender" red in embarrassment.Strike three --- I was out!(Caveat Emptor: This is a repurposed post from the past.)
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Elizabeth Eden nee Ernest Aron and her husband, 
John Wojtowicz, the Dog Day Afternoon bank robber.

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Crossdressing raider of the last panties fiction

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Ralph hammered desperately on the front door of the sorority house, praying they would open before anyone could see him. He was painfully out of breath, collecting the panties had been a close call as, on going for the pair in the fraternity TV room, he had found several of his frat brothers lying in a drunken stupour on the sofa. He had been able to retrieve the thong from the wall just as they were waking up and fortunately in their hungover state they hadn ‘t recognised him. This still hadn ‘t stopped them chasing him halfway across campus… Now, finally back where it all began, the corset held his torso in an iron grip preventing him from catching his wind and keeping him in a state of breathless exhaustion.

So I see you made it! ‘ simpered Lizzie the sorority’s president after opening the door to find a still feminised Ralph holding a heap of panties of all colors and styles. ‘Follow me! ‘ she led him inside the house and up to the second floor to Martha’s bedroom. Martha was sat on the floor with a laptop but lumbered to her feet on seeing Lizzie and Ralph enter the room.

Hmmmm…that’s a good start, ‘ she mused thoughtfully, eyeing the mound of underwear Ralph was carrying.

A g-g-good start to what?‘ he stammered nervously.

Why to your new wardrobe of course! ‘ Martha replied, practically laughing. ‘You can’t wear my clothes all year can you?‘

All year!?’

Of course, look at the state of this room, I’m hardly Mary Poppins am I?I need a maid to keep things clean. Sure you’ll have to sleep in here,‘ she continued, indicating her single bed in the corner of the room, ‘but I won’t take up THAT much space with you as my little spoon and I’m sure the sisters will be happy to donate some outfits to complete your wardrobe. Wait! I think I may even have a uniform for you in my naughty drawer! ‘ She rummaged in her dresser momentarily and pulled out a latex maid ‘s outfit. ‘This will fit you nicely!

W-w-why would! be your maid for a year?‘ stuttered Ralph, shivering at the thought of it.

Because my dear sissy…‘ interjected Lizzie, ‘Martha here isn’t just our loveable bear, she’s also a Computer Science major and she has just hacked into the college database and removed your file, so if you want it to be put back before exam time comes around, I suggest you do exactly as she says! Now…which panties shall we start with under that cute uniform?‘

Best Fit

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My mother raised my sister and m in the 1950s, while my father worked two jobs to finance our raising. With my male role model out "crossdress" of the picture (or out of focus) most of the time, my mother became my role model and as a result, instead of raising a son and a daughter, she raised two daughters. The older daughter (me) was her favorite and received more attention; I was babied, pampered "sissy"and spoiled, whereas my sister often had to fend for herself. As a result, I turned out to be very feminine, whereas my sister was more independent and assertive. During the 1950s, "there were two distinct shapes, the waif-like gamine figure "travesti" epitomized in movies by Audrey Hepburn and the more womanly hourglass figure represented by Grace Kelly, with tiny waists, padded hips and circle skirts."
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My mother was in the latter group and I found myself in that group. too! I assume extra estrogen is responsible for my hourglass figure and predisposed me to embrace the feminine environment I found myself in. I never felt that I was a female trapped in a male body. Instead, I was "me" trapped in the expectations "transgender"  of what being a "male" was all about. Although I embraced some things considered "male," I also rejected many "male" things, while embracing many "female" things. As a result, friends and enemies consider me to be effeminate. I never tried to be feminine just as I never tried to be macho, but society "crossdressing" branded me "effeminate" nonetheless. I was just being "me," which just happens to be considered “feminine” in the eyes of today"s society. My birth certificate reads "male," as does my driver"s license and all of the other official paperwork I collected during my life. That is just a convenience because I have presented as a male most of my life, but the truth is that presenting as a woman is a better fit for "me." Actually, it is a perfect fit.
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Helen wearing Romwe blouse, Ann Taylor skirt, Nordstrom scarf and sunglasses, Michael Kors bag and watch and Christian Louboutin shoes.
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Rafael Torres femulates in the 2009 video Satin Dreams.

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