Probably most of us, the crossdressers of the world, have gone through a phase at some point where we ponder giving up our longtime perversions for the “normal” life of a manly man. If this happens, I say go for it and give up the girly goods all the way. Here are ten reasons to get you going.
10. You try to pass for a woman but can’t really get past “man.”
9. There was that one really painful tucking incident you don’t ever want to repeat again.
8. Mom’s muumuu and large cotton panties aren’t as satisfying as before.
7. Pantyhose seems to be falling out of favor for bare, hairy legs with women. Might as well follow suit.
6. Your parents told you to.
5. Then God had a word with you.
4. Time to forget those lowly crossdressers and upgrade to a transsexual.
3. Nasty breakup with the one single girl in the world that actually liked your crossdressing.
2. Spanx just can’t hold you back any further nowadays.
1. You’re in dire need to come out of the closet as a heterosexual male.
The Spandex, Leotard and Tights Revival
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Back in the 80’s, I remember my foray into crossdressing developing with the age of the workout video craze. When my parents would take me to a video rental store, I would sneak off to that area of aerobic videos, studying those boxes of VHS tapes on display. Looking at those beautiful, well toned women in stretched poses and in their brightly colored spandex leotards (plus a hint of their matching bright tights showing) made me aspire to be sexy like one of them. I basically viewed them as Superwomen in tights.
To my luck, my older sister would rent one of these videos on occasion. Then I would take my turn to watch it, as if it were a steamy porno, when she and everyone else was away. Unfortunately, my sis never opted for the same stylish workout gear, using a boring t-shirt and shorts without even the tights instead. Thus, she severely impaired my willingness to steal them from her. Nevertheless, while lacking the proper wear, I still could never resist the lure of the spandex era.
Since then times have changed, of course. More recently as an ode to those days, I never bought or used leotards but rather purchased thick, shiny exercise tights such as Danskin or Rumfp, on occasion and add them in the rotation while in my en femme ensemble. I liked these tights for what they were, thick and shiny, yet they never really turned me on quite like the more alluring pantyhose.
That is until recently.
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