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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boring
it's pretty boring being a female in this topic, so here's my tuppence.
when I was in year 11 and getting my uniform, origionally I wanted to look good, fitted shirts, no jumper (we had a blazer and I had always worn a jumper underneath because I used to get cold) but then for some reason I decided I wanted baggy and with a jumper. Anyway. A few months in, for some reason I had no clean shirt and had to borrow my brothers. he was 3 years older than me and 6ft2 (I was only 5ft5 max). Me being the little weirdo that I was decided I preferred his big baggy, massive, boys shirts to my normal sized ones (which were too big anyway). So I wore them, lots. Anyway, one day in history one of my friends was sat next to me, and decided to tell me that, because I was wearing a boys shirt and the buttons were done differently, he could see down my top, he also told me he looked, aaandd carried on looking. Not cross dressing but hey.
EDIT: I've realised this topic is boring anyway. I remember nearly weeing myself when I read the masturbating QOTW
( , Tue 20 Mar 2007, 22:59, Reply)
it's pretty boring being a female in this topic, so here's my tuppence.
when I was in year 11 and getting my uniform, origionally I wanted to look good, fitted shirts, no jumper (we had a blazer and I had always worn a jumper underneath because I used to get cold) but then for some reason I decided I wanted baggy and with a jumper. Anyway. A few months in, for some reason I had no clean shirt and had to borrow my brothers. he was 3 years older than me and 6ft2 (I was only 5ft5 max). Me being the little weirdo that I was decided I preferred his big baggy, massive, boys shirts to my normal sized ones (which were too big anyway). So I wore them, lots. Anyway, one day in history one of my friends was sat next to me, and decided to tell me that, because I was wearing a boys shirt and the buttons were done differently, he could see down my top, he also told me he looked, aaandd carried on looking. Not cross dressing but hey.
EDIT: I've realised this topic is boring anyway. I remember nearly weeing myself when I read the masturbating QOTW
( , Tue 20 Mar 2007, 22:59, Reply)
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