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I Love My Crossdressing Evolution, But Where Will It End Up?

I often times think about how my crossdressing has evolved over the years. Well, maybe even my whole life. More than two thirds of it, I’d say, I desperately tried all I could to keep it a secret. It was something I would do every now and then in private just to get my kicks and then get on with my day. I guess I thought of it back then as just some of my “weird” tendencies.

Yet back then, it was only about slipping into pantyhose which eventually led to slipping on lingerie along with it. I knew that only made me a male in women’s underwear since I surely didn’t look the part of anything female. It was enjoyable and satisfying nonetheless. Those “taboo” articles of clothing made it oh so alluring to drape it on my body and pretend I was female in some perverted sort of way. At least that was how I thought of it back then.

Today, however, my own crossdressing has evolved to a point where I couldn’t have imagined even ten years ago. No more am I the male pantyboy (or more like the resident pantyhoseboy). Instead I have incorporated more “girlyness” into my everyday lifestyle. For example, I shave all body hair (even my face!) and keep my fingernails and toenails perfectly trimmed with my toenails nearly almost always painted. Then there is that subtle dot of perfume that I like to put right over my deodorant in the morning.

I don’t exactly give myself away entirely as little miss me but I do absolutely enjoy giving away a hint of my feminine side whenever I can. And each day it is a little bit more than the last.

I am always left thinking, though, what will I be like ten years from now if I keep going in this direction?

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Fuck the Nylon and Lace, Drape Yourself With a Silicone Femskin

I’ll be honest. I have never really dived into the world of complete transformation beyond using the typical makeup, wig and a padded bra. OK, maybe I’ll go for a padded panty, too, but that’s about as far as it goes. I prefer to take the purist approach to crossdressing which is not doing what a vagina-possessing woman wouldn’t do herself.

(Wild acts of varying degrees and screams while crossdressed not included of course)

That’s not to say I haven’t looked around at online shops at all the wonderful transformation items available, besides your standard wig. Breast forms, masks, gaffs, all things that can turn the ugly man-shaped body into a sleeker, feminine fantasy version to die for. Alright, maybe not to die for… more like a half man, half-freaky woman. But getting there is half the fun, right?

Yet I came across something I’ve never seen or heard of before. Something that combines everything into one and can actually give you a shape, shall I dare say it, halfway passable. I had to look further into this thing they call the Femskin.

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The Spandex, Leotard and Tights Revival

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.

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