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A Cross Dressing Short Story

A Cross Dressing Short Story

1It was in 1969 that I first revealed my secret to another woman…. I felt I just had to. I had invited my boss’s secretary for a drink and I felt she would understand. I slipped her a couple of photo’s of myself dressed as Christine. Yes, she understood alright, although she said she would never have suspected such a thing of me! The next week she visited me at my home. This became a regular event when we would sit and sip sherry in a ladylike fashion. Soon I was showing her my large range of lingerie.

One day she asked to feel the material of certain undies I was wearing. I stepped over to the armchair in which she was sitting, and her hand felt the nylon slip and then ran up and down my sheer black stockings until she touched the crotch of my panties. I gasped as it had a sensational effect on me. “Nice?” she asked, as her fingers began to move slowly up and down, brushing the nylon against my now stiffening penis. Of course, she went on until I exploded in a wonderful orgasm, and that was the beginning of a relationship which lasted some years. Every time she visited, or I visited her flat, it ended up with her giving me a lovely orgasm. Sometimes she would be at me almost before the downing of our first sherry or whatever we may be drinking. I hardly had time to strip down to my nice undies before her fingers would close around and work on me until I was trembling at the knees.

As I backed off and collapsed in an armchair breathing heavily, I still wanted more. On days when she  was feeling rather sexy herself, she would disappear to my bedroom and strip off, she would borrow my black sheer negligee and re-appear beside me and we both pleasured each other.

One day she asked if I wanted to meet a woman friend of hers called Bea, Bea liked to watch other please each other and she also had a friend called Mary who liked to apply make to cross dressers.

The four of us meeting together for the first time was mind blowing and this happened once a month.

My wife knew all about what went on and was happy to turn a blind eye, our children had flown the next and she was happy to go to work each day, we lead a normal life really. I now have a wild circle of female friends and still like to flaunt myself in front of them.



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Spanking Special – A Short Dominatrix Story

Spanking Special – A Short Dominatrix Story

Red plastic basqueEddy Walsh rang the bell on the door of the Mews flat. It was swung open by a young lady in her early twenties. Eddy’s eyes widened, she was very pretty and dressed in a most attractive maid’s uniform-grey satin dress with a short, flared skirt topped by a tiny frilly apron and French maid’s cap to match. “yes” she inquired in a Swedish accent. “I’ve come to service the central heating” Eddy replied. Ah yes, Madam said you would be coming, please come in.

Once inside Eddy looked round at the expensive furniture and decorations with some envy. He had been working on his own for only two weeks and was not yet used to going into other people’s homes. Please follow me the maid said, and she led the way to the boiler room. Thanks love, Eddy said, I will start on the boiler then check the radiators. Eddy thought about the girl as he worked. What a little cracker and quite friendly. He would chat her up a bit, then insist that she came with him to check the radiators. Once in her bedroom, well, he would see what developed.

DominationEddy was just about to call her when she appeared. You like some tea? She asked. Oh, please. We can have a quick cuppa and then you can show me the radiators. Yes, what is you name please? Eddy, what’s yours? My name is Olga, please follow. As they sat in the kitchen drinking their tea, they started to make small talk. I am aupair to Madam Hastings she explained. An aupair? But I thought that meant living as one of the family. Oh yes, madam is very kind. But you have to wear a uniform? Yes, madam insists but I don’t mind. It looks very pretty, no?  Oh yes, Eddy said, very pretty, indeed.

We look at radiators now? Right, come on. Eddy got up and his hand went to her well, shaped bottom. As he squeezed she nestled back onto his palm, wriggling slightly. Come on your naughty boy, she said. Err, how long is your mistress going to be out? Olga fluttered her eyelashes, oh long enough I think. Actually, Eddy didn’t care. This girl was asking for it and she was going to get it.

DominationShe showed him round the flat until they came to a very large bedroom which contained a huge double bed. Eddy checked the radiator, then straightened up. And now, where is your bedroom? Here Olga replied. You mean you sleep in that bed? Yes. But where does your mistress sleep? Here, she said again. You sleep together? Oh yes Olga replied smiling broadly. And does she………? Eddy started. Olga was young but experienced. Yes, she does but she is very gentle with me. Too gentle sometimes and arched her eyebrows. Eddie was over to her in three strides and pushed her back on the bed. Her hand went to his crotch as he grasped one of her breasts. Each had a hand on the other’s buttocks. Their lips met, and her tongue pushed its way into his mouth. He stopped and got up. What is wrong? She asked. Just getting my jeans off. Get your knickers down. No, no Eddy, that is your job she replied with a giggle. Eddy did not take long to do it and very soon his bare buttocks were jumping up and down between her willing thighs.

DominationEventually Eddy gave a deep sigh and lay flat on Olga. And just what is going on here? Said a deep contralto voice. Eddy looked up. In the doorway stood a tall blonde woman in a long red cape and red knee-length boots. Eddy jumped up looking round for his jeans. Olga gave a squeal and scrambled off the bed. Just who the hell are you? The woman asked. I, er….came to service the central heating Eddy replied. Instead you service my maid, eh? I’m sorry Madam Olga started. I will deal with you in a minute young lady. You, you little rapist, what excuse, if any, have you got? I didn’t rape her Eddy protested. She looked at Olga. He did rape you didn’t he my dear? Oh err….. yes, madam. I could not stop him. Well young man, do I ring the police or do I deal with you? Eddy as trapped and he knew it. Please don’t ring the police, he begged. We will see. Both of you get all your clothes off. Olga had stripped already. Go and get the twelve inch tawse, Olga, madam ordered. By the tine Olga returned, Eddy was naked with his hands firmly clasped in front of him. The pair of you, over the bed side by side, Madam ordered. Please madam, he made me Olga said. Silly girl. That story is for the police. Now get over.

Madam Hastings contemplated the two lovely young bottoms in front of her. She really enjoyed doing this. Six of the best each, then six more for him if he would not sign a full confession, and so on until he did.

DominationWhack, Whack< Whack, the strokes went on, reddening the bottoms more each time. Now madam said when they had each had their dose. You, miss, go and make my tea and you, young man, I want a signed confession, or you get six more. Eddy straightened up. But why? He said through his tears. You’re a good-looking young man. It will be convenient to be able to call on your services whenever I want to. There was a small desk and chair in the corner of the room. She plonked a pillow on the chair. Now sit down there and get writing…I will dictate.


Clothing Tips for Dressing a Male as a Female

Clothing Tips for Dressing a Male as a Female

Sexy Dress
Sexy Dress

Knowing exactly what types of clothing will look best on your frame is key to pulling off a feminine look. Here are a few suggestions:

  • Use caution when wearing strapless or thin-strapped designs. This is because men naturally have broader shoulders than women, and if you want to pull off dressing as a woman seamlessly, opting to show your shoulders is a dead give away that you’re a man. If you must wear a strapless style, be sure to have a wrap, stole, or jacket handy to cover up. Also, instead of wearing thin spaghetti straps, choose wider straps that are more flattering.
  • Form-fitting clothing looks better than you think. It may look and feel a little awkward at first, but deciding to wear form-fitting clothing over baggy, relaxed styles is definitely the way to go. It creates the natural outline of a woman’s body easier, and helps you create the full illusion. Whether it be dresses, skirts, pants or tops, clothing cut close to the body works best.
  • Embrace darker colours, and be cautious with light or bold ones. Darker colors are going to easily conceal the more masculine elements of your body, thus creating a more convincing illusion. Lighter shades should really be worn with caution because you can’t hide anything when the color you’re wearing is especially light. Bold colors are more forgiving than light ones, but they also tend to draw a lot of attention, so be aware before you buy.
  • Dress your body as though you were a woman. This bascially means that the way you dress as a man does not apply to the way you dress as a woman. You need to know what female body type you have, and dress it accordingly for the most flattering look. The way to do this is to do a little research on female body shapes and see which one you best fit into, and then style your clothing as such.

FNR067Sizing Information

An advantage of online cross-dressing sites is that most of them offer merchandise that is specifically made for men dressing as women, so the fit is exact. However, if you are new to dressing as a female, you may be overwhelmed and not know exactly where to begin with sizes.

When ordering online obviously you can’t try things on, but you can have your measurements taken and then you can send them electronically to the seller, who will then help you translate your proper size. If you plan to be in your cross-dressing apparel for extended periods of time you want to purchase foundation garments that are an exact fit to ensure that you’re not uncomfortable of tugging at your clothing constantly.

FDN108_2Tips for Lingerie/Foundation Garments

If you are planning to carry out this tricky endeavor, try these important tips to help create a lady-like look:

  • A cross-dressing bra is essential; it provides the foundation of a feminine ensemble. In order to convince the rest of the world that you’re a woman, you’re going to need an eye-catching bosom.
  • Plan on stuffing this bra with breast form inserts to create a firm and shapely chest. A specialty bra will also provide the contour shaping needed to create the coveted hourglass shape.
  • After the bra is stuffed, it’s time to squeeze into a proper fitting pair of underwear. Men will need to conceal their attributes while creating a round and lifted backside.
  • Invest in rear padding to create the illusion of a round and voluptuous booty. Discreet online retailers who specialize in transvestite apparel make specialty panties available, and men can choose from a variety of sexy lingerie options such as thongs, lacy briefs, and boy shorts.

The Finished Product

One of the most important elements for men who want to dress as a female is that the finished product is not only convincing, but also beautiful. Selecting the right clothing is essential. While you may not look like a supermodel, you can certainly look like the glamorous twin sister that you never had.


Being Transgender

Being Transgender

Stephanie Anne LloydTrans* is an umbrella term for those whose gender identity and/or gender expression differs from the sex they were given at birth, for example, transgender or transsexual people. Some trans* people may feel that they are a man born into a female body or a woman born into a male body, but not necessarily.

Trans* people may also identify as gender-neutral, genderqueer or gender fluid, non-binary, and may indentify as a combination of male and female or as neither.

Many trans* people know they are trans* from a very young age, while others say that they only identified as trans* during their teens. The term trans* is the preferred term for many transgender people.

If you are friends with or know a trans person then it’s important to address them with the gender they refer to themselves as and refer to them with their chosen name and gender pronoun.

Stephanie Anne LloydWhat’s the difference between Trans* and other forms of gender identity?

  • A transsexual person is someone whose gender identity is the opposite of the sex assigned to them at birth. Transsexual people may or may not take hormones or have surgery.
  • Cross-dressers are people who like to wear the clothes of another gender, but who don’t identify as another gender.
  • Drag Kings/Drag Queens are people who exaggerate female and male roles, generally for the purpose of entertainment.
  • Androgynes are people who mix the characteristics/appearance of both sexes in a subtle or deliberately flamboyant way.
  • Intersex People are people who can be born with a reproductive or sexual anatomy that doesn’t fit with typical definition of male or female.

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Crossdressing Story

Crossdressing Story


WGS105It started when I was eleven years old, my fascination for girl’s clothing and crossdressing that is. I remember watching my older sister Katie walk around in skirts, dresses, blouses, all clothing that was infinitely better than anything I wore. It looked nicer, and when I hugged Katie, her clothes felt nicer against my skin, a lot nicer. There were times when I was left on my own in the house; my parents were either at work or out for the afternoon, and my sister was visiting her friends. I had freedom of the house, and since my fascination started, I had only wanted to do one thing: try on my sister’s clothing.

Many would have found it weird, an eleven year old boy wanting to try on girls clothing. I didn’t really care at the time, I didn’t know what kind of effects it would have on my future. At the time, when life seemed simple, I only saw it to be innocent curiosity that drove me to try on my sister’s clothes. I didn’t have any idea about the culture that followed it, I didn’t know that men and women dressed in clothing of the opposite gender as a lifestyle choice, I would find that out much later in my life.
When I entered my sister’s room, I had an idea of what it would be like. Pink, filled with girly things ranging from dolls to make up to posters of boy bands and actors. I was definitely mistaken. At the time my sister was sixteen and going through her GCSE’s. Her room was painted a cream colour, very few posters decorated the walls, shelves were filled with books and not dolls, and she had a large wardrobe up against the wall. That was my first port of call. I opened it up, and was stunned to see everything hanging up so neatly. My sister was a bit of a neat freak, everything was out of place, and it was rumoured that she could see from first glance whether or not something was out of place. I always believed that Katie had some sort of second sight for these things. It was proved right when I was first caught by her. Coincidently, it was also the same day I started trying on girl’s clothing.

WGS208When my parents and Katie had gone out, leaving me alone, I went into her room, and opened up Katie’s wardrobe. I was instantly drawn to the dresses. She had a ankle length purple dress with straps. Now on Katie, it would have went down to her ankles, but when I tried it on, it went down to the floor, and even bunched up leaving a small tail of fabric. It didn’t matter to me at the time; I simply stripped to my underwear and slipped the dress on over me. It didn’t even need to unbutton the back of the dress. I looked at myself in the mirror that was placed on the inside of the door. My green eyes staring at the figure in the oversized dress. I felt the satin against my skin, and I liked it. I still looked like a little boy trying on adult clothes though, I had short brown hair back then, my parents choosing my hair cuts and how I looked for my time at school.
I was going to take the dress and hang it back up to try on another item of my sister’s clothing when I heard the door open. Someone stepped inside, and I was unaware who it was until I Katie shout up to me.

“Rain! I’m home.” she called out to me.

I guess you are wondering about my name. Yes, I am called Rain. My full name is Rain Alexander Edmonds. My sister is Katie Elizabeth Edmonds and my mother and father are called Rebecca and John Edmonds respectively. I don’t know why my parents named me Rain, it wasn’t to do with the weather, I was born on Saturday October 20th, 1990, and according to my parents and sister it was a sweltering hot day so how Rain came into the conversation is a mystery.

Anyway, back to the story.

1When I found that my sister returned; the first thing that went through my mind was a close resemblance of the words “oh crap” ran through my mind. I still hadn’t changed out of Katie’s dress and my clothes were strewn over the floor. I was going to be found and instantly my mind told me to hide. I immediately jumped into the wardrobe, and closed the door behind me.
I remember that exact feeling when I was hiding from my sister. My heart was pounding, it felt like it was going to burst from my chest in a similar style to the Alien Quadrilogy. It would have solved some problems though, first off I would have been dead, and I wouldn’t have to face my sister’s wrath when she found I had tried on her clothes. She probably would have tried to resurrect my body and then kill me all over again for it.

“Rain, where are you?” I could hear Katie from outside the room, and I hoped she would think I was somewhere else. This was the moment I found my sister really did have a second sight. I overheard her muttering that she had shut the door to the bedroom before she left, and I foolishly left it open. She knew I would be in her room, and the fact that my clothes were left out for all to see didn’t help that. “Come on Rain, I know you are in here. If you don’t come out until the count of five then I will be forced to tell mum and dad.” she stated with a calm and methodical voice. Katie didn’t raise her tone, she didn’t have to.

wigKnowing that Katie would tell our parents that I had been hiding in her room was really the only contributing factor of actually giving myself up. That and if I had continued to hide in her wardrobe, any chance of denying it would be useless considering I had left my clothes out. She started counting down, and I knew it was now or face the wrath of my parents. They would never have understood it back then, but it was likely that they had taken it down to a phase in growing up. The old ‘curiosity killed the cat’ saying. They would have forgotten it, and just told me never to do it again. I didn’t even know how my sister would have reacted, but it didn’t matter. I had to come clean and so, I pushed open the door to the wardrobe, and shuffled out into plain sight of my sister.

For a moment Katie was quiet, she just stared at me. I was expecting her to start shouting and screaming at me, ordering me out of the dress and to get changed.

I was definitely wrong.

Katie hugged me. She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me, a smile was on her face. I was dumbfounded, awestruck, amazed that I wasn’t deaf from the screaming and shouting that I had originally expected. She in fact explained to me that she had really wanted a little sister instead of a brother. I didn’t understand it at the time, but if I did fully take into account the words back then I might have been offended, but I knew she still loved me. Katie told me she was happy having a little brother, and when she saw me wear her dress, she actually liked it. Sure she was a bit annoyed that I tried her dress on without asking, but she didn’t let it overshadow the clear fact we had just come closer together. I explained to her my reasons, why I was wearing her dress and hiding from her. The fact that I liked the look and feel of girl’s clothing, and was curious to try something on. Katie asked me if I liked it, and I said yes. I truly did like wearing Katie’s dress, and I told her that I wanted to try more clothes on.
black and white studio photo of elegant naked lady

What she did next definitely surprised me. She took the dress off me and hung it up, instructing me to get changed into my previous clothes. When I was finished, Katie told me to follow her down to the basement. Now at the time when I was eleven years old, I had in fact been scared of the basement. My grandfather told me stories of monsters in the basement, and I’m ashamed to say that I believed him to that point.
It turned out that our parents had kept boxes of old clothes going back the years. Every outfit of value and importance was sitting in the cases. My first football kit. Katie’s first ballet outfit. Both mine and Katie’s school uniforms from school. Our parents had the odd habit of sorting things out into boxes with the ages written on, and it actually helped Katie with what she was doing. My sister brought out a box of clothes from when she was eleven years old. That was a great year, apparently. My aunt and uncle got married, Katie finished primary school, she performed the lead role in a ballet recital of Swan Lake, and there was the first family vacation, a cruise to the Mediterranean.
The outfits were going to be for me. Katie explained to me that she had always wanted a younger sister so that she could have someone to practice giving make-overs, and dressing up. Now that she had found out I wanted to wear girl’s clothing more, she explained to me that she was going to dress me up, and give me the make-overs she had wanted to give to a little sister. I was filling the shoes of being Katie’s younger sister, even if it was only at random dates and times. It would only happen when the parents were out. We would have started that day, but unfortunately our parents had returned earlier than expected. It didn’t matter to me, or to Katie though. It was the start of something new, a fun new experience that would bring us closer together as siblings.

A picture of a young woman resting her head on a towel over blue background

The first time we had together was the following weekend. Our parents had been invited for a ball in London. Katie had managed to talk them into allowing her to stay and look after me, without the help of our grandparents. During the week, Katie was only at school for half of each day and had a day off on the Thursday. During that time she went shopping, and she purchased a wig, along with a few essential supplies. The Saturday that my parents left, we got started. I found out about the wig, it was a blonde wig in the style of a pixie cut.
At first I was nervous of what was going to happen to me. The first chance to dress up had been going through my mind, it caused me to loose track of my school work at some points during lessons. My parents weren’t too pleased about it, but they just told me to pay attention at school. No one asked why I was distracted, something I was pleased to have avoided, but I could have easily used any excuse to get out of that. Luckily, the weekend came by quite quickly though, and soon, the Saturday my parents left for London came around, and Katie and I were left alone.
I thought we were going to start with what Katie called a ‘dressing up session’ straight away, but my sister had other ideas first. She told me to wait upstairs, and so I did. I sat for an hour playing computer games, at the same time I was getting anxious, I couldn’t wait to try on the clothes, and when the time came, Katie called me down to the basement.

Katie had been busy; she moved things around, creating two separate areas. The first area consisted of an old vanity table that had taken Katie a great deal of time to move out, and to fix the vanity mirror back on. It was made of white wood, and it had sat in their parents bedroom before they replaced it with the current vanity mirror.
On top of that was numerous articles of make up ranging from false nails to false lashes, along with lipstick, mascara, eye liner pencils and eye shadow sets. Various blush colours were ready, and the contributing brushes. Numerous foundation tubs were waiting with cotton wall pads. Next to the mirror, was a bust of some persons head made from marble. According to Katie it was a very expensive piece in which they had to be careful. (Little did we realise that three years later, my dad would only go and break it while taking it to be appraised and possibly sold on.)
TransgirlThe second area was for dressing up. A clothing rack of all the outfits I would be trying on had been set up, with a dressing screen and a basket to put the clothing I had been wearing at the time. Nothing was spared, Katie had thought of everything for what they were going to do. She had prepared bottles of water and glasses, a few biscuits and some snacks, she had even brought the phone down into the basement so that if their parents phoned like they said they would, then  we wouldn’t raise suspicion by being late to answer. (Our parents once scolded my aunt and uncle for not answering the phone by a certain time when they looked after me and Katie. It was purely because of the fact we had been sat out in the garden enjoying the sun.)

Transgirl“What do you think?” Katie asked as she watched me walk on towards the vanity table, and then walk onto the rack of clothing that she had laid out. Katie had brought her bridesmaid dress out, the white gown with the green sash wrapped around the waist, tied in a bow behind, and the puffed sleeves. A pair of green flats had been brought to wear with them.
A pink gown with a darker pink sash, a dark pink rose attached to the front of the bodice and two strips of satin to wrap around the arms was hanging behind it. That had been Katie’s gown when they went on the cruise.
Her school uniform: A red pleated skirt, white long sleeve blouse, knee high socks and a bow tie. (my sister went to an all girl’s school that gave her more ideas than just being a make-up artist, but we’ll get to that later.) Sitting at the bottom of the rack of clothes were a pair of black loathers that she wore. Quite cute, if I do say so myself. Slip ons with a bow at the front of both shoes.
The next outfit was a costume that Katie had purchased during the week of Belle from Beauty and the Beast. There wasn’t another outfit hanging on the rack after the Belle costume, but according to Katie she was going to try and dig some more out for me, just to give an experience of wearing clothes other than those of a formal nature.
I was both happy and nervous by that fact. I would have been happy with just trying on the outfits Katie had prepared before hand. I knew what was coming, but hearing the prospect of something new being prepared gave me a small feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. I didn’t know what to expect. Still, whatever was going to happen was happening because I wanted it to. My sister didn’t have to force me, she didn’t have to use blackmail or threaten to tell the parents.

The first part of the dressing up session was Katie sitting me down on the chair and getting to work. Katie worked on the foundation, covering my face and correcting the tone of my skin. Katie certainly was an expert at giving make overs. While she worked, Katie explained to me that she had volunteered to help out at her school during the past year with the drama department, helping out with the make-overs for every actress that was performing. Of course it was kept under wraps because of our parents, but I’m thankful that Katie actually kept up her make-up practice.
Objects of Desire - Stockings and Suspenders

After about forty-five minutes of working on my make-up, I found myself looking like a little girl which I was stunned to see. I looked in the mirror and from that point on I was known as Rin (again, it’s a strange name, I know. My sister liked to read fantasy novels, she still does.) and I was Katie’s younger sister.
The next task for us both was to get me dressed. My sister took me behind the dressing screen where she… well I won’t go into detail. You probably get the idea of what happened. I emerged moments later in white girl’s underwear and a pink dressing gown. While I sat down and had a biscuit, Katie went on and prepared the first outfit. I was dressed up as Belle. Now that was a weird outfit.
Petticoats on first, all three of them. I could never understand how women could wear those things. The gown afterwards was made of satin, and actually quite comfortable against my own body. I was surprised it fitted me. While I was being dressed, my sister explained that she purchased the outfit for a twelve year old. It would be a better fit on me than that of an outfit for an eleven year old. I didn’t understand it back then, but as time went on I came to understand that every outfit was different in terms of the body shape. The body structure between men and women are different, and so that while costumes will be the same age, the shape of the female outfit will not always fit the male body. (God I hope that made sense.)
The outfit had everything; the gloves, the shoes, even a wig, though we kept that off as it looked completely ridiculous. I wouldn’t have looked like Belle. This wig was short, curled with ribbons in the hair and unfortunately very irritating. (Looking back on it, I think the wig was styled after the hair styles of Southern Belles of America and not Belle from Disney movie.)
The Actress

That afternoon, I relaxed and took the weight of keeping my crossdressing secret off of my shoulders. I was happy, thankful that Katie was there with me, talking me through the stages of getting dressed up, the fabrics used to create every outfit and what they meant to me. Katie explained everything.
Amazingly, I was expecting something a little stranger and longer, but Katie dressed me in every outfit, explained what it included, and why they were being used and what for. A lot of it I had a vague idea, I remembered the cruise and what my sister had worn was for the formal evening dinners. That was just one of the gowns she wore, and as much as she looked, Katie couldn’t find the other two evening dresses she wore, which, in all honesty wasn’t much of a problem. I had tried on numerous clothes at that point and there were other times in the future that Katie and I did similar activities.
Blue floral outfitThat weekend, I was stunned to be offered £50 to be dressed in whatever my sister dressed me in, and while I was expecting something very feminine and scary, it wasn’t too bad. During the rest of the afternoon and the evening, I was dressed in something similar to my sister’s old school uniform. A pink knee length skirt, white socks, pink trainers, a white long sleeve blouse and a denim waistcoat. That was before dinner, in which I was dressed in the bridesmaid dress that I had tried on a few hours before, and I slept in a set of baby blue footsie pyjamas. Amazing, one evening, a night and a morning of being dressed up by my sister and I earned £50 from it. I didn’t tell anyone about it until I was seventeen years old and part of a college LGBT group. It was discussed between myself and my friends.

The next morning, we found our parents wouldn’t be back until later that evening, so it gave Katie enough time to set everything right. She cleared all of the make-up, and I helped with clearing up the basement, even while wearing my sister’s chosen outfit. We got through the clean up, and I was back into my original jogging bottoms and t shirt by 4 that afternoon. Our parents returned an hour later, and they were none the wiser.