There’s a common theme I’ve noticed with most of “my girls”…
It’s that they’ve known who they are from a very early age.
What about you?
When did YOU first know you were a girl – or had a feminine side? Have you known since you were young or did the realization blossom later in life?
I’ve love to know, so please share your story below!
Love,
Lucille
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Mom used to hang her hose over the shower curtain rod in my bathroom to dry,,,just too tempting for me to ignore!!,,Her lingerie drawer was next,,and all at age 10-11,,,most of my friends were girls,,and a feeling I had so much in common with them…High school and college,,fascinated by femme temptations,,,married for a while,,still best friends with her, and now becoming more an more accepting of femm feelings in me…
I had inklings of my feminine side as early as age 9 when I started having vivid dreams of myself as a girl. However, I stopped dreaming entirely a few years later for reasons unknown. Around the age of 16, as my social skills improved and I became more in tune with my emotions (I’m autistic), I noticed a faint feeling of femininity but thought nothing of it at the time. It wasn’t until I was about 25 that I began to question my gender identity. 2 years later and I’m still very early in my journey. I occasionally come across terms that more accurately describe my gender identity/sexual orientation. I currently describe myself as neurogender, and gynosexual. The term neurogender means that my gender identity is intrinsically linked to the atypical physical nature of my brain referred to as neurodivergent, in my case due to my autism. In my particular case, my internal notion of gender is feminine, but my autism causes me to come across as masculine. gynosexual means that I am attracted to femininity regardless of my own personal gender identity. I use this term because my gender identity is at odds with my gender expression, the former being feminine and the latter masculine meaning that the conventional notions of heterosexuality and homosexuality are equally problematic in describing my sexual orientation. The only relevant part of my sexual orientation that can be summed up in a singular term is my attraction to femininity. I’ve found women’s pants that fit me nicely, as well as skirts. I’m yet to find any women’s shirts that fit, but that’s a tall order (pun intended) for someone who is 6′ 2″. Most tall sizes for women’s clothes are made for women at least 3″ shorter than me, which is less of an issue for torso length than it is for sleeve length. I’m reaching a point where I’m considering HRT 1 – 2 years from now. I’ve done extensive research on the topic from the more typical stuff down to the minutiae and things that apply more specifically to me. I started my social transition about a year ago and it’s a lot of work, but very rewarding at the end of the day. Wish me luck.
When I was young (primary school) boy’s underwear was horrid. Scratchy, loose wool y-fronts. I had to stay over unexpectedly at my aunt’s house. She only had daughters and I needed clean underwear to go to school next day but had knocked a glass of coke over my own so had to wear some knickers belonging to a cousin. Soft, clinging and very arousing. I was hooked. Took every opportunity to wear female undies – raiding my mother’s wardrobe – and enjoying my secret with some of my cousins who also enjoyed the effect cross-dressing had on me.
I began crossdressing when I was 11 years old I started to wander about female’s so one day I went through my little sister’s underwear drawer and tried on some panties I eventually tried on different feminine clothing I finally settled on garter belts and stockings I could wear under my clothes I masturbated quite frequently with the lingerie on and I’m still in the closet crossdresser bisexual
I’ve wanted to be a girl since I was six years old. I had the same girls in my class from kindergarten through sixth grade. When I was in first grade I wanted to wear the clothes the girls in my class wore. I must have been a “fashionista” at an early age. The clothes I was wearing were my older brothers’ “hand me downs”. He was “stocky” and I was skinny; so his clothes just hung on me. I began to notice the clothes the girls wore every day and made a mental note when they had worn the dress or blouse and skirt more than once. They had long hair (or at least down to their shoulders) and wore ribbons in their hair or barrettes. In the summertime the girls wore cute little sleeveless blouses, frilly little shorts and sandals where I wore just shorts and a polo shirt. I knew early on that I wanted to be a girl. To this day, I still love everything a girl or woman wears.
I knew at 3 years old my baby setter had three daughters and she would change me every day soon as I got dropped off . She would change me into silky frilly pretty girls panties dresses jumpers shoes brush my long hair even put ribbons and hair clips in it take me everywhere with her as a little girl . I love going there and couldn’t wait to go spend the day with her and the girls . from the very first time she slipped silky nylon little panties on my legs butt I felt so nice pretty . My grandma raised me as a girl after that I always wore girls clothes home from there and she would just go along with it . I always got all their hand me downs and took home bags of really nice girly clothes all the time . I got to run around all Summer’s in swimsuits . I knew I would never be anything other than a girly girl from that very first moment
I was 10 when I realized my feminine side. For summer vacations at uncle’s house in southern state, I came across my cousin. She was two years older to me. She always wore pretty dress and shoes. As I had to share her room, most of time I was envious her girly getup. One day when she was in washroom, I put on her silky dress and shoes. When she came out and saw me wearing her clothes and shoes. Her comments awakened the girl inside me. “OMG you looks like a beautiful cute girl”.