Cross Dressing
The last time I wore a skirt was not as liberating or exciting as it could have been. I'd lost a drinking game and had been given the task of running from the bar, across the road and back again whilst wearing a friends clothes as a forfeit.
Easy, I thought. I hadn't reckoned on them getting every person in the pub to block my way back to the bar whilst I was outside. I had to FIGHT my way through. And I'm not much of a fighter.
Your own thoughts on cross dressing for fun, pleasure or profit are most welcome.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 15:05)
The last time I wore a skirt was not as liberating or exciting as it could have been. I'd lost a drinking game and had been given the task of running from the bar, across the road and back again whilst wearing a friends clothes as a forfeit.
Easy, I thought. I hadn't reckoned on them getting every person in the pub to block my way back to the bar whilst I was outside. I had to FIGHT my way through. And I'm not much of a fighter.
Your own thoughts on cross dressing for fun, pleasure or profit are most welcome.
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 15:05)
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I'm having nun of it.
At my 6th form, we were having a dress up day, all the usual sorts in like doctors nurses/sluts etc.
Previously i had bought A sexy nun outfit one size fits all (but not 6ftish well built men) which due to my unfeminine body just stretched over my package. Coupled with fishnets, I was sexy nunness personified.
With the help of my costume me and two friends won battle of the bands (singing its raining men) flaunt what you have!
Wore the outfit twice more before it got ripped, first was at a party, drunken tore my fishnets. Third time I was a slave at school for my psychology teacher. Went into town for midmorning snacks (saw how lazy it was being a teacher :p). However lunchtime was another story; same short skirt style, standing in a hall full of uniformed idiots. The girls grabbed my arse, nearly tearing my fishnets bitches! And the guys tried to look up my skirt THEN call me gay, haha.
I actually still am called Ian the Nun in that town :d (Even my a random kid who i'd never seen and went to a primary school)
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 17:24, Reply)
At my 6th form, we were having a dress up day, all the usual sorts in like doctors nurses/sluts etc.
Previously i had bought A sexy nun outfit one size fits all (but not 6ftish well built men) which due to my unfeminine body just stretched over my package. Coupled with fishnets, I was sexy nunness personified.
With the help of my costume me and two friends won battle of the bands (singing its raining men) flaunt what you have!
Wore the outfit twice more before it got ripped, first was at a party, drunken tore my fishnets. Third time I was a slave at school for my psychology teacher. Went into town for midmorning snacks (saw how lazy it was being a teacher :p). However lunchtime was another story; same short skirt style, standing in a hall full of uniformed idiots. The girls grabbed my arse, nearly tearing my fishnets bitches! And the guys tried to look up my skirt THEN call me gay, haha.
I actually still am called Ian the Nun in that town :d (Even my a random kid who i'd never seen and went to a primary school)
( , Thu 15 Mar 2007, 17:24, Reply)
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