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

I was cleaning and vacuuming out my truck at a self-carwash yesterday. I was leaning in under the steering wheel and scouring some gunk that had spilled in the center console when I heard a couple of wolf-whistles form nearby. I didn’t think much of it and kept on scrubbing.

Then a big 4x4 pulled up in the next stall with a noisy exhaust and the stereo blasting. The engine shut off and the stereo turned down. A man’s voice said, “Hey, how are you doing?” in a very warm tone. I figured it was someone I know, so I wriggled out of the truck and stood to face him.

His face went white. He said, “Shit, sorry. I thought you were someone else!” He fired up his engine, cranked his stereo and peeled out down the road.

Lol. I wonder what he was thinking. :rolleyes:

I think I know what he was thinking...oh my what a fine Ass.
 
I went out to play some music last night, wearing leggings and a miniskirt, the rest of my outfit was outdoorsy and androgynous. I got a few double-takes but no comments and no bad energy at all - got a couple of hugs too. I was completely out of any self-conscious headspace while playing and just enjoyed the evening. It felt so right - it was just me being who I am.

It was a cool night, not quite a frost. While walking home, I watched my shadow growing long and getting short again under the streetlights, the cute silhouette of a girl carrying an instrument case down the street and across the park...

:)
 
I went out to play some music last night, wearing leggings and a miniskirt, the rest of my outfit was outdoorsy and androgynous. I got a few double-takes but no comments and no bad energy at all - got a couple of hugs too. I was completely out of any self-conscious headspace while playing and just enjoyed the evening. It felt so right - it was just me being who I am.

It was a cool night, not quite a frost. While walking home, I watched my shadow growing long and getting short again under the streetlights, the cute silhouette of a girl carrying an instrument case down the street and across the park...

:)

Good for you! May you have many more evenings that make you feel this way.
 
I went out to play some music last night, wearing leggings and a miniskirt, the rest of my outfit was outdoorsy and androgynous. I got a few double-takes but no comments and no bad energy at all - got a couple of hugs too. I was completely out of any self-conscious headspace while playing and just enjoyed the evening. It felt so right - it was just me being who I am.

It was a cool night, not quite a frost. While walking home, I watched my shadow growing long and getting short again under the streetlights, the cute silhouette of a girl carrying an instrument case down the street and across the park...

:)

Busking?
 

Not last night, though I have gone busking with friends for fun. This was a open mic type thing. I got invited to a bigger outdoor party tonight. I'm probably going to go but I'm not sure what I'm wearing yet.
 
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Billy Porter

Heard an interview with Billy Porter on CBS this morning. He made a great point: when a woman wears mens clothing, she’s considered powerful. When a man wears womens clothes, he’s considered sick and disgusting.

Sad, but true. Unfortunate. :mad:
 
Heard an interview with Billy Porter on CBS this morning. He made a great point: when a woman wears mens clothing, she’s considered powerful. When a man wears womens clothes, he’s considered sick and disgusting.

Sad, but true. Unfortunate. :mad:


You know, I think that's really just a conditioned shame response. So much of the religious world has always been against anything that discourages reproduction, but in modern times with so many people in the world the need to procreate is much less.

I suspect that many feel shame and anger when they see someone crossing gender lines because they don't know how to psychologically reconcile it.. In my personal experience, the closest I ever came to being attacked was when a groper was shocked to discover I was a guy after he grabbed my ass. His expression instantly went from 'hey baby' to 'what the fuck?'

Clothes are not intrinsically male or female. As I like to point out, other than a bra, every type of female clothing has also been culturally appropriate for men somewhere in the last 200 years. The only reason a kilt is more acceptable for a man to wear than a skirt is because of tradition, and there are few men who would look girly in a kilt. Lol. Now try to come up with an exact rule that defines the difference between a kilt and a skirt. :rolleyes:

I honestly think it's a matter of conditioning and insecurity when someone is offended by a crossdresser. Why should it intrinsically seem sick and disgusting?
 
You know, I think that's really just a conditioned shame response. So much of the religious world has always been against anything that discourages reproduction, but in modern times with so many people in the world the need to procreate is much less.

I suspect that many feel shame and anger when they see someone crossing gender lines because they don't know how to psychologically reconcile it.. In my personal experience, the closest I ever came to being attacked was when a groper was shocked to discover I was a guy after he grabbed my ass. His expression instantly went from 'hey baby' to 'what the fuck?'

Clothes are not intrinsically male or female. As I like to point out, other than a bra, every type of female clothing has also been culturally appropriate for men somewhere in the last 200 years. The only reason a kilt is more acceptable for a man to wear than a skirt is because of tradition, and there are few men who would look girly in a kilt. Lol. Now try to come up with an exact rule that defines the difference between a kilt and a skirt. :rolleyes:

I honestly think it's a matter of conditioning and insecurity when someone is offended by a crossdresser. Why should it intrinsically seem sick and disgusting?


Agreed. I also think its an offshoot of the man-is-man and woman-is-woman religious straitjacket many prevalent in most cultures.
 
I was looking through some old pics and found one of my first really kinky GF wearing some short Guess brand overalls - the ones where the legs are hemmed nearly into short shorts. It brought up a memory of something that could have gone very sideways.

She used to insist that I wear them out and about, sometimes with panties or a bodysuit that would show above the buttoned side of the overalls. I wore them so often that I nearly forgot they were supposed to be for girls until I wore them to the laundromat by myself one day.

While my laundry was drying a group of young Latino men came in and threw their farm worker clothes into the machines, then sat in the back drinking beer. They were talking loud and I understand enough Spanish to know they were debating my gender and sexuality.

One of them somehow drew the proverbial "short straw" and came over to try to talk to me. He looked me up and down with an unreadable expression - glancing back to his group of friends he pointed to the youngest and cutest one of them and said, "you like him?" I felt like they were looking at me like hyenas admiring a fawn. I smiled and said he was cute but not my type.

They laughed and went back to talking amongst themselves, I was picking out most of what they were saying - that I was gay and weak and were basically joking about raping me. When my clothes finished I stuffed them into my bag instead of staying to fold them. I was washing both mine and my girlfriend's clothes, so the last thing I wanted to do was stick around folding everything while the guys watched.

I was just about to head out the door when my gorgeous girlfriend pulled up in her 67 mustang, got out wearing a long white flowing dress, came in and planted a huge wet kiss on me. She smiled at the guys who were watching her every move, grabbed my ass and loudly said "let's go home and get naked! "

The guys laughed and whistled as we left. :)
 
I was looking through some old pics and found one of my first really kinky GF wearing some short Guess brand overalls - the ones where the legs are hemmed nearly into short shorts. It brought up a memory of something that could have gone very sideways.

She used to insist that I wear them out and about, sometimes with panties or a bodysuit that would show above the buttoned side of the overalls. I wore them so often that I nearly forgot they were supposed to be for girls until I wore them to the laundromat by myself one day.

While my laundry was drying a group of young Latino men came in and threw their farm worker clothes into the machines, then sat in the back drinking beer. They were talking loud and I understand enough Spanish to know they were debating my gender and sexuality.

One of them somehow drew the proverbial "short straw" and came over to try to talk to me. He looked me up and down with an unreadable expression - glancing back to his group of friends he pointed to the youngest and cutest one of them and said, "you like him?" I felt like they were looking at me like hyenas admiring a fawn. I smiled and said he was cute but not my type.

They laughed and went back to talking amongst themselves, I was picking out most of what they were saying - that I was gay and weak and were basically joking about raping me. When my clothes finished I stuffed them into my bag instead of staying to fold them. I was washing both mine and my girlfriend's clothes, so the last thing I wanted to do was stick around folding everything while the guys watched.

I was just about to head out the door when my gorgeous girlfriend pulled up in her 67 mustang, got out wearing a long white flowing dress, came in and planted a huge wet kiss on me. She smiled at the guys who were watching her every move, grabbed my ass and loudly said "let's go home and get naked! "

The guys laughed and whistled as we left. :)

Awesome story, Alex! Glad nothing ugly happened to you with those guys.
 
Alex, no I’m not always happy with who I am. My career path was/is in a very homophobic environment and my family wouldn’t understand. I’m not passable as female so going out in public isn’t an option; however I’ve often wished I had a shopping partner who could help me pick out what looks good on me, and give me some encouragement. I purge and pray that I can go straight, but I keep getting drawn back into buying more panties and watching more porn.

If I had been raised in today’s acceptance I would probably be more open about being bi and into cross dressing, but that’s not going to happen so I deal with it myself, a occasionally one to lit to vent and look for acceptance.

I have lived like this for a long time. I don't know how many times I have purged only to repurchase everything at a later time. Not only a waste of money, but more important a very confusing, emotional journey. The magic words: If only things would have been more acceptable back in the day
 
I have lived like this for a long time. I don't know how many times I have purged only to repurchase everything at a later time. Not only a waste of money, but more important a very confusing, emotional journey. The magic words: If only things would have been more acceptable back in the day

Hi Cleanshaved50,

Purging sucks. Been there, done that many times. The worst was when my mom did it for me when I was thirteen.


If only - back in the day...

I truly wonder what other paths I might have chosen if I'd felt I had more options back in the day. If my mom and dad had not discouraged it I probably would have dressed like my sister and passed as a girl when I was a kid.

It's hard to say what I would have done as a teen. I don't know if I would have been bold enough in junior high and high schiol. I was friends with several queer kids and was impressed by their bravery, but I was also aware of how difficult things could be for them. I didn't come out as a part time cross dresser until my hot and popular girlfriend liked and encouraged it - even then, except for special occasions, I kept it low key and was very sensitive about any negative feedback.

I think that if I grew up in these times I would have felt more supported and probably been openly gender-fluid. Now days my only hesitation to wearing hybrid or female styles is that my wife doesn't fully embrace it - partly because she's afraid I'll be attacked, but also largely because she worries that her family would have a problem with it, and lesser because she prefers the masculine version of me.

I'm always happy to find special occasions to go femme and to wear styles that are female leaning but still androgynous enough that it can't be strictly identified as cross dressing. I feel more myself when I feel girly - even if it's in a tomboy sort of way.
 
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I went out to play some music last night, wearing leggings and a miniskirt, the rest of my outfit was outdoorsy and androgynous. ...
:)

I did this again last night - went out for the evening in town cross dressed. Everything I wore except for my boots and jacket was made for a woman but I still had a somewhat masculine look - I didn't intend to pass as female.

I wore a tight short black velvet dress with a high neck and short sleeves over some green Capri pants. Under that I had on some tights and a bodysuit with a little bit of leg showing above my boots and socks and below the hem of the capris. My hair was in two braids, I had shiny new studs in my ears (just recently got my ears pierced) and I used just a touch of makeup to fill in my eyebrows. I looked like a guy but I was pretty. :heart:

There was a break in the music and a friend handed me a guitar and asked me to play a short set before the next act, so I went up in front of the small crowd of about one hundred and played three songs on the stage. My voice was on but the borrowed guitar was unfarmiliar, all in all it worked pretty well. My first song quieted the room and everyone clapped at the end. I was completely comfortable on stage in a dress. :)

As I played I noticed one girl who kept looking closely at me, then back down at a a pad of paper. It turns out she was doing drawings for a art collage that will go up on the wall of the venue, so I guess I'm going to be up there for a while.

A few friends and couple of strangers complimented my look. Every time I feel brave enough to just do it and go out dressed up I get nothing but good energy and encouraging feedback. I'm really enjoying this!
 
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I did this again last night - went out for the evening in town cross dressed. Everything I wore except for my boots and jacket was made for a woman but I still had a somewhat masculine look - I didn't intend to pass as female.

I wore a tight short black velvet dress with a high neck and short sleeves over some green Capri pants. Under that I had on some tights and a bodysuit with a little bit of leg showing above my boots and socks and below the hem of the capris. My hair was in two braids, I had shiny new studs in my ears (just recently got my ears pierced) and I used just a touch of makeup to fill in my eyebrows. I looked like a guy but I was pretty. :heart:

There was a break in the music and a friend handed me a guitar and asked me to play a short set before the next act, so I went up in front of the small crowd of about one hundred and played three songs on the stage. My voice was on but the borrowed guitar was unfarmiliar, all in all it worked pretty well. My first song quieted the room and everyone clapped at the end. I was completely comfortable on stage in a dress. :)

As I played I noticed one girl who kept looking closely at me, then back down at a a pad of paper. It turns out she was doing drawings for a art collage that will go up on the wall of the venue, so I guess I'm going to be up there for a while.

A few friends and couple of strangers complimented my look. Every time I feel brave enough to just do it and go out dressed up I get nothing but good energy and encouraging feedback. I'm really enjoying this!

I love your style ❤, you dress so beautifully.
 
I did this again last night - went out for the evening in town cross dressed. Everything I wore except for my boots and jacket was made for a woman but I still had a somewhat masculine look - I didn't intend to pass as female.

I wore a tight short black velvet dress with a high neck and short sleeves over some green Capri pants. Under that I had on some tights and a bodysuit with a little bit of leg showing above my boots and socks and below the hem of the capris. My hair was in two braids, I had shiny new studs in my ears (just recently got my ears pierced) and I used just a touch of makeup to fill in my eyebrows. I looked like a guy but I was pretty. :heart:

There was a break in the music and a friend handed me a guitar and asked me to play a short set before the next act, so I went up in front of the small crowd of about one hundred and played three songs on the stage. My voice was on but the borrowed guitar was unfarmiliar, all in all it worked pretty well. My first song quieted the room and everyone clapped at the end. I was completely comfortable on stage in a dress. :)

As I played I noticed one girl who kept looking closely at me, then back down at a a pad of paper. It turns out she was doing drawings for a art collage that will go up on the wall of the venue, so I guess I'm going to be up there for a while.

A few friends and couple of strangers complimented my look. Every time I feel brave enough to just do it and go out dressed up I get nothing but good energy and encouraging feedback. I'm really enjoying this!

This is both heartwarming and inspiring, thanks for sharing x
 
Just work clothes. I was wearing brown carhart jeans and a blue t-shirt with my hair in a simple ponytail- not what I would have figured as feminine…




:kiss:
:rose:
Were your panties showing? That might getting him thinking of something.
 
Were your panties showing? That might getting him thinking of something.


Lol. Like a whale tail? :) No, not that time, though I think was wearing some shiny tights that could have been showing above my belt line. That kind of stuff easily catches my eye. 👁 👁

I love catching people’s eyes when they notice my shinny leggings. Some can’t look away. It makes me wonder what they’re thinking. I’m certain some are appreciative of the kink factor - especially the guys who get friendly and nervous. ;)
 
I was working for an older client way out in the woods today, afterwards we had a couple of beers and talked life, love, and all the rest. I always present as male while at work, but when I finished my second beer and he finished his third, I turned to leave and he gave me a hug and said, "Take care of yourself, girl."

I took a double take, he lifted his beer, winked and said, "I'll get the gate."

I swear he would have kissed me if I'd leaned in. Sometimes I forget that my femme side slips through no matter what I'm wearing. ;)
 
I was working for an older client way out in the woods today, afterwards we had a couple of beers and talked life, love, and all the rest. I always present as male while at work, but when I finished my second beer and he finished his third, I turned to leave and he gave me a hug and said, "Take care of yourself, girl."

I took a double take, he lifted his beer, winked and said, "I'll get the gate."

I swear he would have kissed me if I'd leaned in. Sometimes I forget that my femme side slips through no matter what I'm wearing. ;)

Spent the rest of your drive home replaying your conversation I bet.
 
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