My Story

My Story

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A closeted lady transitioning from a dull boy in male clothing into a beautiful transgendered lady with friends, female friends both supportive and actively assist with this desired transition. I have wanted to be a female girl and then a lady since age 7. I started dressing in my sister's panties, which I stole from her underwear drawer. I would wear them to bed to sleep in and then later to wear under my boy jeans, cargo pants, etc. My Mother found my stash and confronted me; as we talked, she realized that this was not a phase, then took me shopping for my own panties, bras, and hosiery. When my cousin saw the lace from my panties, I shared my need to be a girl; she was supportive and actively assisted me with my feminization and sexual experience, taking my virginity. Then, other female friends assisted me through the years. When my Gender Dysphoria raged, I would freak out and then purge everything. These purges would last a couple of months; as my Gender Dysphoria raged, Casey's voice grew louder with each purge, along with her need to express her femininity. Then, I would again start purchasing a new wardrobe for Casey. I was married for 20 years and in the closet about Casey and dressing up for 19 years of the marriage when she found my stash. I told her everything about Casey and Casey's need to express her personality. She said, "I am unwilling to accept his side of you, Casey's personality, or you dressing in Casey's clothing, and I am coming to me as Casey enters our bed. Casey and I stayed in the other bedroom; later, she moved out, and we separated. Without the purges, I could have paid for most of the surgeries I still need to complete this transformation. I Pray to God each day to wake up fully transformed into the mature young lady I hunger to be. I sexually bisexual cis-females, transgender women in transition or post-op lesbians, and beta sissies with age regression issues, aka, "Littles." I am a good "Mommy" & Little caregiver.
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