Forced Crossdressing: A Collection of Forced Crossdressing Stories

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I decided to ride home that afternoon with the windows down and satellite radio off. The day had a surreal feel to it and somehow, the norm didn't seem appropriate. After many years of hard work, I was retiring. I didn't plan on just sitting at home, I just wasn't sure what the next section of my life would entail. My wife, Sara, had planned something special I am sure so I was kind of in a hurry to get home, but it was a nice day so I decided take my time. Also often will wear panties and pantyhose at work under my male clothes just for the thrill of it. Or perhaps a butt plug 😉 Aunt Marilyn: “Now, when you need to use the bathroom, you will sit down to pee. You are now my niece, a girl. We are going to have such fun, while you are here. Oh you’re going to see some change in you. ” At breakfast Ginny, Shelley and I discussed what we were going to do with ourselves for Christmas. We each had some good ideas such as ice skating, going into the city to see the Christmas lights shining and going caroling from door to door. We made a few plans and the others went upstairs to get ready and changed. They then slid on a pair of white tights and the full underskirt of the dress which made it stand out. They fussed around for a while tugging at the sleeves and the hem of the dress until they were satisfied .

You will have to dress up like a girl and pretend to be a girl. You will only wear girl’s stuff from now. I know you want to. So, it will be fun for you too. Well we sat down to a meal and my aunt slept over that night, so we made an early start in the morning. 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. It's been decided that you will pay for a new dress " his mother announced. "And that's going to be difficult as you don't earn any money isn't it? " Sam, on the other hand, was unemployed, as he had only left school a few months ago and as yet, was still to find a job.Just then, we heard a loud noise from the bathroom and then the sound of water. We both immediately rushed to the bathroom to see what was happening. The very first thing that I noticed was that water was going all over the floor, and leaking from the top of the washer. Dang it! I think the dryer is broke, too! I told your Uncle that we needed a new washer and dryer and he didn't even listen..." Aunt Emily ranted. Come on... You are already crossdressing. You might as well just try on a dress as well. It's something you don't do everyday. Come on, it'll be our little secret" begged Aunt Emily.

I could tell they were moving around but for the next few minutes nothing seemed to be happening to me. Then, without notice, someone grabbed my boxers and cut them off with scissors. After ripping them off of me, someone slapped my ass. Not very hard, just a light tap. My wife knew I was into spanking but it was usually me doing the spanking. A brief pause and then another slap came across my ass. I tried to speak but the gag that filled my mouth kept my kept my words completely incoherent. I wasn't sure where this was going until I felt someone under the table. Another slap now made created a steady rhythm that I was unable to stop. The person under the table was definitely my wife which meant that the person spanking me was the unknown second woman.

The Surprising Moment Of My Crossdressing Life.

His sister, Jane, was going to be a bridesmaid at her friend's wedding in a few months. She was very excited about it, and especially loved the dress she'd be wearing for the day. Eventually we all grew out of that phase of our lives, except for me. I secretly wore all my older sisters clothes in the attic. From Ginny’s old bras and panties to Shelley’s skinny jeans and strappy tops.