Q & A and conversation for CDs, sissies, tomboys, and queers

A couple more questions:


* What was the first thing about yourself and your interests that made you realize you were ‘different’?

Hard to say exactly what was first, but there were definitely gender-variant thoughts from childhood. Puberty brought a greater interest in it, and I was maybe thirteen when I first secretly shaved my legs and first crossdressed.
An important milestone happened when I was 18 - a man fondled me, and although not much more happened, my arousal in response was pretty intense and that was when I knew for a fact that I'd eventually have sex with a man, and I was bottom. So far, so gay - but that same day I had sex with my gf at the time, and while doing so I kept imagining myself in her place - having my breasts fondled, taking cock in my pussy.
 
Hard to say exactly what was first, but there were definitely gender-variant thoughts from childhood.

...but that same day I had sex with my gf at the time, and while doing so I kept imagining myself in her place - having my breasts fondled, taking cock in my pussy.


Thanks for sharing. :rose:


I greatly relate to this. Most of the times I've had sex I've been fantasizing about being the girl who I'm fucking. Some of the hottest experiences I've had was when she knew that's what I was doing, especially when she was doing the same thing from the other perspective.

I had a couple of girlfriends who were tomboys who also had some gender dysphoric issues.One of them asked me to wear a strap-on harness over my own cock. I've been the only male lover a couple of them have ever had.
 
* What are some of your favorite Lit stories?


* Favorite Lit authors?


* Are you a CD/TG writer?



Drop some names and post some links! :)
 
My CD history started early, I was in kids theater and had an older sister who liked to dress me up - my mom didn't think anything of it until I wanted to wear a girls swimsuit to the beach. My older sister was a competitive ice skater so I had a lot of hand-me-downs via the give-away box. My parents did what they could to redirect me when they found my stash of girls stuff in grade school. I was pretty crushed and confused over it. It's the first time I can think of when I felt gender dysphoria.

In high school I was slightly femme and in the closet until I somehow ended up going to the prom with the captain of the varsity cheer squad. She and some squad girls dressed me up in their uniform for a friday school event where the girls played football (American) and some of us guys were cheerleaders. I fucking loved it and no one gave me a hard time (it was thirty-some years ago ) - my girlfriend was one of the hottest girls in school - and she did look incredible in the football gear. We broke up before graduation but I've replayed that day in my memories ever since.

In college I had a punkish girlfriend who liked to girl me out. She would have me wear her lingerie in bed and occasionally I'd go out in her clothes. I don't think I really 'passed' but I got mistaken a lot. When I went to a rowdy new year concert in jeans and a girl's top I got my ass grabbed more times than I could count. Nearly got my ass kicked a few times too. It produced a lot of mixed emotions but it also allowed me to understand more about what predators can be like.

I ended up being partners for several years with a girl who has always identified as lesbian. It's funny but I only occasionally openly cross dressed then. I often got mistaken for a tomboy. Some of our friends were somewhat anti-trans - I often felt a strange tension from them if I was dressing overtly feminine. On the one hand I felt welcome within our community, on the other I was an outsider simply for how I was born and could never truly belong.

I was mostly in the closet when I married for the first time. She was straight and I told her about my CDing before we married, but when we broke up she got vindictive and outed me to everyone we knew - friends and extended family. It sucked but wasn't really all too bad. It didn't seem to matter to anyone who mattered.

I kept low key and fairly private as I got remarried and raised our family, though I have always had a lot of girl's stuff for the bedroom. My wife and I enjoy lots of my fetish interests, but I also often dress in a sort of hybrid style. I wear kilts a lot and now that our kids are adults I occasionally wear skirts over leggings or jeans. I often wear my hair in braided pig-tails. I'm still frequently mistaken for female from behind.

I felt pretty comfortable going out dressed while wearing a covid mask. I've got a tomboyish look and rarely get a second glance. although I don't pass when I show my face, I've still gone out in skirts a few times recently.

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I've always liked the term 'tomboy' and relate to it somehow. I like 'tomgirl' but I know some girls who identify that way and I'm not really one of them. What I really like is 'tomgurl' but it's... I don't know. Maybe?


*Anyone else feel like they might be a "tomgirl" or a 'tomgurl'?


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very nice, that sucks what your first wife did. I told my soon to be x wife alot of things I'd rather not be public. So far so good.
 
very nice, that sucks what your first wife did. I told my soon to be x wife alot of things I'd rather not be public. So far so good.


Oh, soon to be ex? So sorry. I hope it's as amicable as it can be.

My favorite quote on marriage:

"Marrige to a good spouse is like a harbor in the tempest. Marriage to a bad spouse is like a tempest in the harbor"

May your new adventures take you to the most beautiful places in the best company.



My ex outing me was stressful at the time, but it ended up being liberating in the long run. My parents created the biggest stress overall but that's all water under the bridge now as well.
 
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My newest story just posted!


The Ongoing Conflict
A cross dressing short story.

https://www.literotica.com/s/the-ongoing-conflict-1


(It's actually a rewrite of my first Lit submission. I've learned a lot about writing since the first version.)


(Edit) Well, it's bombing in the ratings. :(
I know it's not a get-me-off jerk piece, but I thought it was clever and I hopped some closet sissies would at least relate to it. Oh well.
 
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I just dropped this on a political thread. I thought it would be good to have over here too.


What Further, a large majority of those that opt for a sex change end up with mental health problems beyond the obvious gender dysphoria. The suicide rates speak to that quite clearly. There are genetic hard wiring's that surgery and pills cannot overcome and I contend that the pills themselves might be part of the problem. They clearly put the body in a state of war with itself.


You're putting your own bias and perspective on other people's lives. This is the main cause of gender dysphoria in the first place.

I was a happy little kid with a big sister who I loved and wanted to be like. Sex and genitals had nothing to do with it. I wanted to go to dance and gymnastics with her and have long braided hair and pretty costumes and all that shit. I was a rough and tumble kid, people were always thinking I was a tomboy. Then all of a sudden I got into school where boys belong in one line and girls belong in the other - because why? Why does gender matter if you aren't fucking and procreating?

My dad told my mom to cut my hair and wanted me to play 'guy sports' so people wouldn't harasses him for raising a little "faggot." I was in first grade when I found out what a "faggot" was: a bundle of firewood. I found out that there were people in society who would rather kill me than tolerate me being myself. At seven years old, before I ever had a sexual thought in my head, I learned that "men who lay with other men" are "evil" and that "God" hates them, and that by wanting to be pretty I was tempting God-fearing men to sin and lose their souls to eternal damnation.

So yeah, gender dysphoria. I started wishing at an early age that I was a girl. It would make everything better and no one would be going to hell. My parents wouldn't get harassed and wouldn't have to be ashamed of me. All those people who wanted to make bonfires with "faggots" could relax and have barbecues with their families instead.

It occurred to me as a kid that everything would be simpler if I denied what wanted to do. When I kept wanting to hang out with the girls the only thing that would stop me from feeling left out was to be out of the picture. I had suicidal ideation when I was in early grade school because society said I couldn't dress the way I wanted.

Kids aren't interested in sex. People want to kill themselves when they feel alienated and like they are a burden. Fuck you and your selfish intolerance.
 
I just dropped this on a political thread. I thought it would be good to have over here too.





You're putting your own bias and perspective on other people's lives. This is the main cause of gender dysphoria in the first place.

I was a happy little kid with a big sister who I loved and wanted to be like. Sex and genitals had nothing to do with it. I wanted to go to dance and gymnastics with her and have long braided hair and pretty costumes and all that shit. I was a rough and tumble kid, people were always thinking I was a tomboy. Then all of a sudden I got into school where boys belong in one line and girls belong in the other - because why? Why does gender matter if you aren't fucking and procreating?

My dad told my mom to cut my hair and wanted me to play 'guy sports' so people wouldn't harasses him for raising a little "faggot." I was in first grade when I found out what a "faggot" was: a bundle of firewood. I found out that there were people in society who would rather kill me than tolerate me being myself. At seven years old, before I ever had a sexual thought in my head, I learned that "men who lay with other men" are "evil" and that "God" hates them, and that by wanting to be pretty I was tempting God-fearing men to sin and lose their souls to eternal damnation.

So yeah, gender dysphoria. I started wishing at an early age that I was a girl. It would make everything better and no one would be going to hell. My parents wouldn't get harassed and wouldn't have to be ashamed of me. All those people who wanted to make bonfires with "faggots" could relax and have barbecues with their families instead.

It occurred to me as a kid that everything would be simpler if I denied what wanted to do. When I kept wanting to hang out with the girls the only thing that would stop me from feeling left out was to be out of the picture. I had suicidal ideation when I was in early grade school because society said I couldn't dress the way I wanted.

Kids aren't interested in sex. People want to kill themselves when they feel alienated and like they are a burden. Fuck you and your selfish intolerance.

Well said. I wish that every transgender person had the childhood my girlfriend had. She was always allowed to be herself and she was accepted by her family and friends. I don’t think that’s too much to ask really. Just acceptance and respect.
 
More of that political thread:

There is NO bias at all and I could really care less about your life story. There are exceptions to everything and I sincerely hope all works out for you.

The sad fact of the matter is that for far too many trans-genders their lives become nightmares, so much so that a great many take their own lives.



Lol. Yeah, I figured that the point would go over your head:

The reason people want to kill themselves is because they feel they don't belong in an intolerant world. Gender transition doesn't work for everyone and it isn't the right path for many with gender dysphoria, yet it's often a misconstrued last ditch effort to fit in. It's not that transition leads to suicide, it's that suicide is often the last resort when transition doesn't fix everything.


(EDIT: I want to clarify that I don't want to discourage Gender Confirming Surgery for those who need it. It's not for me, but I fully support those who choose to go that route.)
 
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Well said. I wish that every transgender person had the childhood my girlfriend had. She was always allowed to be herself and she was accepted by her family and friends. I don’t think that’s too much to ask really. Just acceptance and respect.

Thanks Escierto,

It all comes down to that question:
Why do so many people think that it's a problem for people to present differently?



I want to clarify that I don't want to discourage Gender Confirming Surgery for those who need it. It's not for me, but I fully support those who choose to go that route.
 
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Thanks Escierto,

It all comes down to that question:
Why do so many people think that it's a problem for people to present differently?

Exactly. It doesn’t affect them in any way. Usually that kind of person is a rigid judgmental authoritarian believer who wants everyone to believe what they believe. ISIS and the Taliban are made up of the same kind of people.
 
Exactly. It doesn’t affect them in any way. Usually that kind of person is a rigid judgmental authoritarian believer who wants everyone to believe what they believe. ISIS and the Taliban are made up of the same kind of people.

That is a really good comparison.
 
I just dropped this on a political thread. I thought it would be good to have over here too.





You're putting your own bias and perspective on other people's lives. This is the main cause of gender dysphoria in the first place.

I was a happy little kid with a big sister who I loved and wanted to be like. Sex and genitals had nothing to do with it. I wanted to go to dance and gymnastics with her and have long braided hair and pretty costumes and all that shit. I was a rough and tumble kid, people were always thinking I was a tomboy. Then all of a sudden I got into school where boys belong in one line and girls belong in the other - because why? Why does gender matter if you aren't fucking and procreating?

My dad told my mom to cut my hair and wanted me to play 'guy sports' so people wouldn't harasses him for raising a little "faggot." I was in first grade when I found out what a "faggot" was: a bundle of firewood. I found out that there were people in society who would rather kill me than tolerate me being myself. At seven years old, before I ever had a sexual thought in my head, I learned that "men who lay with other men" are "evil" and that "God" hates them, and that by wanting to be pretty I was tempting God-fearing men to sin and lose their souls to eternal damnation.

So yeah, gender dysphoria. I started wishing at an early age that I was a girl. It would make everything better and no one would be going to hell. My parents wouldn't get harassed and wouldn't have to be ashamed of me. All those people who wanted to make bonfires with "faggots" could relax and have barbecues with their families instead.

It occurred to me as a kid that everything would be simpler if I denied what wanted to do. When I kept wanting to hang out with the girls the only thing that would stop me from feeling left out was to be out of the picture. I had suicidal ideation when I was in early grade school because society said I couldn't dress the way I wanted.

Kids aren't interested in sex. People want to kill themselves when they feel alienated and like they are a burden. Fuck you and your selfish intolerance.

It's a damn shame that people can't be what they want and are meant to be, without society labeling and condemning them.
 
Thought I’d slip back the other way tonight.


Alex in boy-mode… we’ll almost. I’m wearing cheeky bikini bottoms. :)

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I lost my virginity to an incredibly hot girl. She just wanted to use me and I don’t know why she picked me out of everyone that was available to her, and although she eventually destroyed me and severely broke my heart, I felt like I won the lottery that night. We were in her rustic cabin in a noisy wire framed bed, with The Cure, Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me! disc one playing on her stereo. The words of this song resonated with me as I imagined our roles were switched and I was the dark-skinned black-haired hottie getting fucked by a nervous boy.



The Cure, ‘Why Can’t I Be You?’


You're so gorgeous I'll do anything!
I'll kiss you from your feet
To where your head begins!
You're so perfect!
You're so right as rain!
You make me
Make me hungry again

Everything you do is irresistible
Everything you do is simply kissable
Why can't I be you?

I'll run around in circles
'Til I run out of breath
I'll eat you all up
Or I'll just hug you to death
You're so wonderful!
Too good to be true!
You make me
Make me hungry for you

Everything you do is simply delicate
Everything you do is quite angelicate
Why can't I be you?

You turn my head when you turn around
You turn the whole world upside down
I'm smitten I'm bitten I'm hooked I'm cooked
I'm stuck like glue!
You make me
Make me hungry for you

Everything you do is simply dreamy
Everything you do is quite delicious
Why can't I be you?
Why can't I be you?
Why can't I be you?
You're simply elegant!
 
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Have you ever had a restroom dilemma, or has anyone ever give you any problems with your choice?


I don’t feel comfortable using the women’s room, I really don’t pass and don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, but I love it when there is a gender neutral sign. Even better is the few places I’ve been that have a ‘non-binary’ restroom in addition to the others, but it’s pretty excessive to expect three separate facilities. In a perfect world it wouldn’t matter - just have one restroom with spacious individual stalls. Ah, if only things could be so simple…


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Have you ever had a restroom dilemma, or has anyone ever give you any problems with your choice?


I don’t feel comfortable using the women’s room, I really don’t pass and don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable, but I love it when there is a gender neutral sign. Even better is the few places I’ve been that have a ‘non-binary’ restroom in addition to the others, but it’s pretty excessive to expect three separate facilities. In a perfect world it wouldn’t matter - just have one restroom with spacious individual stalls. Ah, if only things could be so simple…


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I was on campus at a college a couple years ago and they had one restroom with multiple stalls. I used the bathroom next to a couple of women doing their business.
 
It would be sweet to make a ‘sport utility harness,’ with all kinds of attachment options.


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Ropes are fun too - I know a lot of knots.... but I can't braid my own hair. ;)
 
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Last night I spent the evening at home with the wife, just hanging out enfemme. Cooking, doing dishes, playing music... It's so nice relax and just be myself. I've gone out to cross-dresser friendly places in this outfit but not casually locally - it's just a bit more than I'm ready to put out there near home.

I like it a little better with Capri tights and a little leg showing before socks. I really need to invest in some shoes but it's hard to find something I like in a mens size 11. I like heel boots but I don't really want to be any taller than I already am. For now a pair of Doc Martins usually work.

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I once saw a police chase video where a driver tried to speed away and lose cop. He sped recklessly trough rural neighborhoods and nearly collided with other drivers a few times before finally pulling over. The cop stood behind the door of his cruiser, gun drawn, and ordered the driver to exit the vehicle and lay face down on the ground. It turned out to be a young closeted cross-dresser who had borrowed his mother's car to go out for a drive. I think his original 'crime' was failing to come to a complete stop at a stop sign. :eek:


It's so sad that he was more afraid to be seen dressed than to risk the dangers and the legal trouble - it backfired in the worst possible way, shown on an international tv show! they showed enough of is face that he could definitely be recognized by anyone who knew him.

* Do you ever go driving while dressed? Ever been pulled over in the process?
 
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Last night I spent the evening at home with the wife, just hanging out enfemme. Cooking, doing dishes, playing music... It's so nice relax and just be myself. I've gone out to cross-dresser friendly places in this outfit but not casually locally - it's just a bit more than I'm ready to put out there near home.

I like it a little better with Capri tights and a little leg showing before socks. I really need to invest in some shoes but it's hard to find something I like in a mens size 11. I like heel boots but I don't really want to be any taller than I already am. For now a pair of Doc Martins usually work.

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I once saw a police chase video where a driver tried to speed away and lose cop. He sped recklessly trough rural neighborhoods and nearly collided with other drivers a few times before finally pulling over. The cop stood behind the door of his cruiser, gun drawn, and ordered the driver to exit the vehicle and lay face down on the ground. It turned out to be a young closeted cross-dresser who had borrowed his mother's car to go out for a drive. I think his original 'crime' was failing to come to a complete stop at a stop sign. :eek:


It's so sad that he was more afraid to be seen dressed than to risk the dangers and the legal trouble - it backfired in the worst possible way, shown on an international tv show! they showed enough of is face that he could definitely be recognized by anyone who knew him.

* Do you ever go driving while dressed? Ever been pulled over in the process?

That is a lovely outfit Alex. Love the whole look.
As to the question, never been pulled over while out dressed and driving somewhere. But, i often take my heels off in the car because I am not accustomed to the feel of the gas and brake with heels on. I also always use the cruise control on the freeway and am very careful at stops.
 
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