Terri's Story
By Terri Robinson
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I began traveling a lot and started visiting women's stores in my free time while I was away. I was an unknown, so there would never be any repercussions with people I knew. These were very inexpensive stores where I could buy clothes for just a few night's use and then discard them before flying home. It was something that I wanted and needed to do but I was somewhat disappointed with my appearance! I did not have the right curves to fill the clothes properly and so I began using some padding here and there. I got quite good at it and would walk around the hotels in drag with pretty good success. At about this time I started to develop an urge to have breast. I began to really envy women's bodies and especially their breast.
For a number of reasons which I won't go into here (it had nothing to do with my crossdressing), my wife and I divorced after 14 years.
Life changed dramatically although I continued to crossdress whenever I got the chance. I began to buy for myself and now had a small stash, locked up of course, of silky dainty things. It was not possible to have dresses and the like around since my children lived with me and my mother and father were now living with me to help with the kids.
After a couple of years I met another woman who I love dearly. Somewhere along the line we introduced panties (for me) into our life and it continues to this day. She helps me pick them out and likes it when I wear them to bed but that's as far as it has gone. She does not know about my little stash but I would love to tell and share it with her. As always, I continue to crossdress whenever I get the chance and love to look at myself in the mirror. My urge to have breast has continued and gotten stronger.
Recently, I came across a web site (www.transformation.co.uk) that sold Oestrogen creams. Now, in the last ten years, I have put on some weight and felt that I could possibly grow breasts (small ones) without the love of my life really knowing what I was doing (just some extra weight, not all that unusual).
The urge (need, requirement, whatever) has grown much stronger as I've gotten older, so I ordered some. The cream arrived within days and I was terribly excited when it arrived and started using it immediately!
My breasts have started to grow in now (a small B cup) and I love them! I like the new tenderness of both my breast and the nipples and the feel of them when they brush against my lower arm during eating or whatever. I don't know when I'll stop using the cream, but if my breast get much bigger, I'm sure that she will start to suspect something. Maybe I really want that to happen, I don't know but I'm not ready to tell her anything and don't know if I ever will.
I do wish that I could involve her in this side of me since she is such a big part of the rest of my life (we have been together for almost 20 years now). It would be wonderful to be my feminine self with her around but I don't think that she would accept that.
The panties, are just a small thing that I believe she feels was her idea and has somewhat of an ownership in. I don't think that everything else concerning my feminine side that I hide from her would fly.
I like to think that our life together would continue if she found out, but I do not know this for sure and I'm not willing to risk it. This is my status now; middle aged, growing breast and still nobody to share it with. Maybe things will change someday, but I doubt it.
Terri.
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