I’ve been dressing in women’s clothes for what seems like my whole life. It started, like most CDs, with my mother’s bras and panties. I loved the feeling of satin and lace. I would find ways to try on my mom’s dresses or sneak into my female cousin’s closets and try on their dresses and heels when I slept over. I loved feeling like a girl.
One night, when I thought my mom was going to be out late, I decided to play dress up. I went full out with makeup, her nicest dress, heels, and even her fox fur jacket. I thought I was Little Miss Cutie.
Unfortunately for me, my mom came home early because her date was a jerk. She caught me all dolled up. She went ballistic and started screaming and yelling at me. I was so embarrassed.
The next morning, my mom and I sat down and talked about how boys go through fazes of experimentation and sometimes we try things for the experience and so on. I knew where this conversation was going. So, I assured my mom that it was a one off and that I was just experimenting but I “thought it was weird” wearing girl clothes.
My mom seemed to be satisfied with the answer and that was the last we spoke of it. But, it was not the end of my dressing. In fact, I somehow felt like it motivated me to keep dressing, because my mom “knew” but I would need to keep it my little secret.
I was sixteen years old when I became best friends with Mandy. She was the sweetest, kindest, most fun girl I’ve ever met. Our birthdays were one day apart in the summer, so even though we were both sixteen, we were both sophomores.
We talked about everything, music, life, family, you name it. We told each other everything. We even were teammates on the High School Swim Team. We became inseparable.
One day, I mustered up the courage to confide in her that I liked to wear women’s clothing.
She squealed with excitement. “Why didn’t you tell me this sooner??? I can’t wait to give you a makeover!” she said. I was so surprised.
I sheepishly asked, “You are ok with this?”
“Ok…this is wonderful!” she said. “I can totally practice being your fashion designer and image consultant! We are going to be the hottest chicks in the school!” she said with delight.
“We are not just besties, now we are best girlfriends! Oh my gawd, I can’t wait to make you into a hottie!”
I was floored, but excited. I had someone who was in my corner but would keep my secret. Mandy and I really were best girlfriends.
Each time we hung out, Mandy was trying new looks on me or having my try on skirts or dresses she brought. I loved it.
One night, she was very adamant that she was going to make me look as cute as possible. She even had me shave my legs. She started handing me matching dresses and heels, having me try on all these looks. Mandy even got me a real hair wig.
“Girl, what has gotten into you?” I asked.
Mandy replied, “Can’t a girl help her best girlfriend look like a hottie?”
I responded, “ Generally, not without a reason.”
She was grinning like a Cheshire Cat. “Well, you’re right, there is a reason…We’re going on a double date!” she said. “With a boy from eWest High and his cousin, please don’t be mad, but he’s so cute and so is his cousin.”
I started to panic. “I can’t go on a date with a boy, Mandy, he’s going to know I’m a guy.”
Mandy giggled. “Not after I’m done with you!”. She assured me that this was going to work.
My head was spinning. Mandy went above and beyond and I have to say we were both looking like hotties. We figured out how to tuck my penis, and she made me wear a padded bra. Mandy said, “I told them your name is Makayla and that your Mom is very religious, so you’ve not been with any boys.”
“Makayla, really?” I said somewhat incredulously.
Mandy responded, “Yes, Makayla…I’m digging that. I doubt they would believe you were a girl if I told them your real name, Caleb!”
“Mandy, I can’t do this, I’m so scared. What if someone recognizes me? What if my mom sees me? What if he figures out I’m a guy?” I said as I was hyperventilating.
“You need to stop.” Mandy said. “We are going to be fine. I promise you this is going to work,” she assured me.
“Look, they are both Seniors, both football players, super hot, super dumb. They are not going to know and we are going to have fun. Now relax, and get your hottie on, bitch!”
I trusted Mandy so much that I decided to just relax and let my inner girl shine.
We met the guys at the mall on the other side of town and Mandy was not kidding, they were both such hot guys.
“Hey guys, this is my bestie Makayla. Makayla, this is Tony and Gage” she said. I took a deep breath and said, “Hi guys, Mandy and I are really excited to hang out.” Yep, I was doing this.
The guys were super nice and attentive. I paired with Gage and found myself relaxing and letting Makayla come out. We held hands as we walked the mall and chatted. He told me he was worried that I was going to be ugly or Mandy’s nerdy friend and that it was going to be a lousy time. Then it came. Gage looked at me and said as he blushed, “I actually think you’re hotter than Mandy. A lot hotter.”
I brushed my hair behind my ear and giggled, and said, “I thought the same thing about you too. I’m so glad I said yes.” He moved in and was about to kiss me when Mandy yelled, “Come on, lovebirds, we are going to be late for the movie.”
Mandy and I ducked into the ladies room before the movie started and Mandy grilled me. “Well…Makayla…I told you they were hot and you didn’t need to worry.”
I responded, “Well…Mandy…you were right, he’s already into me.”
Then Mandy said, “ You better freshen up your lipstick, I don’t know how much of the movie we will be watching.” She was right.
I don’t think any of us watched one minute of the movie. Gage’s big, strong arms felt so good around me as well as he was such a good kisser. I was so turned on, but it felt really weird being tucked. His hands moved to my freshly shaved legs, and my hand moved between his thighs. The deeper we kissed, the more excited he got. Luckily for me his hands moved to my ass as I started to rub his crotch.
I was all in on this. He squeezed my ass and started to suck in my neck. My nipples were rock hard and poked through my bra. I slid my hand down his pants and felt his excitement. I gently massaged his cock as he whispered in my ear how turned on he was.
I felt a little precum leak out onto my hand and I pulled my hand out and licked it off. His eyes got huge.
I whispered in his ear, “Do you want me to swallow the rest?” “Fuck yeah!” He whispered back.
I was so ready to go down on him when the stupid movie ended. Mandy came over and said, “Makayla and I will meet you boys in the lobby, we need to freshen up.”
Back in the bathroom, Mandy and I compared notes. “Oh my god, Mandy, my head is spinning, I was ready to blow him. What are we going to do now? “ I asked.