Cross DressingThe 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.
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chthonic, Thu 15 Mar 2007, 15:05)
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AhemUnfortunately, I managed to get a reputation during my first two terms at Uni as some sort of pervert. I've only done it twice, but admittedly, it wasn't exactly compulsory at the time. The most recent time was a "P" party. I came as a policewoman. This gave me the opportunity to go around berating/sodomising people with my truncheon, and handcuffing them to each other. By the end of the night, there was a condom on the truncheon, which lead to this wonderful picture of my friend.
I'll be honest, that story was true, but largely an excuse to include that photo.
Anyway, the first "incident" was when at a school uniform theme. I was pressganged (honest) into going as a schoolgirl. Unfortunately, having completed the short and mildly humiliating walk to the venue, I found out that, unaccustomed to wearing a skirt, I had forgotten my ticket. "Woe is me" I cried, and asked who would walk back with me to get my ticket. My friend volunteered, and as we walked back, I started running. He started running behind me. So now there's a 6 foot 4 schoolboy chasing a 6 foot 2 schoolgirl through the streets, with the schoolgirl deciding yell "Ohh don't chase me! Oooh!" and other such girly exclamations.
Oh, and a gay guy bought me a drink. I think it was a fairly good night all told.
(, Thu 15 Mar 2007, 18:30, Reply)
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