Christmas Party

So this past week was our Christmas party at work.  I’ve been feeling especially like Kelli lately, and wearing my female clothes every day.  I decided to go to my Christmas Party dressed up underneath.  A major risk to be sure, but I couldn’t resist.  So I got all dressed up in my panties and bra, pantyhose, and a slimming bodyshaper brief.  I knew the bump of the bra straps could be seen under the shirt in the light, but I knew it would be dark in there.  I also wore a satin blouse on top.  I felt so sexy underneath.

When I saw all my female friends and they hugged me, it felt incredible, like an electric shock going through my body.  Did they know I was dressed underneath?  Did they know I was consciously thinking about my bra rubbing against theirs?  Did they feel the straps underneath and wonder what they were.  A number 0f people commented that I’d lost weight.  Amazing what those briefers can do! 

Needless to say I came in my panties a few times that night.  Good thing I was wearing my pads and brought extras. 

Update: 3 Weeks

Just an update.  So it’s been 3 weeks in feminine attire.   Lingerie (bra and panties) all day, shaving legs at least every other day, thigh highs every day with pantyhose occasionally.

7 days

So here we are at 7 days wearing all female lingerie non stop including in bed. While I can relate to what I hear my female friends complaining about, the bra straps slipping of your shoulder, the fabric around the chest riding up and needing to be adjusted, etc I say get over it. The benefits of being a woman outweigh these minor annoyances.

One more week but I’m enjoying it too much so it may go beyond that.

The bet

So I told a woman I know about Kellie a week ago and we’ve had some interesting conversations since then. She seemed to take it ok, i.e. she didn’t think I was a freak and still talks to me, she just can’t understand why I find being a woman so attractive. She said 90% of the time she could care less about lingerie and she hated wearing a bra and despised thigh highs or pantyhose. She said she hated shaving her legs, and it was the only reason she endured the pain of waxing.

She said I always had the option not to wear a bra, etc. and that if I had to shave every day and wear a bra all day and have it always needing to be adjusted, that I’d tire of my fetish. I suggested she was wrong and we made a bet a few days ago.

I am to wear a bra and panties instead of my regular underwear for two weeks. I can wear panythose or thigh highs, but I must wear some leg wear. I have been shaving every day since our bet on Wednesday. You can be sure it’s harder for me than a real woman as the hair is much coarser and grows back much faster.

In any case, 5 days and I’m still loving it.

Work Day

So today I completely shaved my legs so they were silky smooth, and then slid on some thigh high stockings, a pair or light pink bikini panties with lace accents in the corners of the front panel, and a matching pink 38c bra with satin cups and lace fabric around the back. I then put my male clothes on. You couldn’t tell except if you looked really close, you could see the bump on the shoulder cause by the should strap buckle.

I know no one at work knew, however at one point a coworker was looking over my shoulder at my screen. I could smell her perfume and lost myself in a brief fantasy of her touching my shoulder and feeling the buckle and then confronting me.

On the train ride home, this hot foreign girl was sitting across from me. I made it a point to adjust my bra straps so she could see, just like a real women would if they were falling off her shoulders. I know she saw, and I thought I saw a brief flicker in her eyes where she wondered if I was doing what she thought, and then dismissed it. Then I pulled the bra down my chest the next time she looked, and I’m almost sure she knew what I was doing. As she was getting off the train, she kept looking back. I wonder if she wanted to ask me if I was wearing a bra. I soooo wanted to tell her. I think I came in my panties at least three times during the day.

Outlet Store

Just ran out to my local Leggs/Hanes/Bali outlet store for some more thigh highs.  I buy them in quantity at the outlet store because I don’t need them perfect (seconds is fine), and they’re much cheaper.

So I went up to check out and this totally hot girl,

Tag Cloud

So I added a tag cloud and changed my theme today.  The tag cloud is accurate as I think about and post about these things most frequently, so it makes sense they’d be larger.

Travelling en femme

So I guess no more traveling while wearing lingerie underneath.    Can you imagine a TSA agent seeing my lingerie using that newfangled scanner.  I don’t know if I’d be mortified or turned on knowing they knew.  If it was a female screener who gave me a knowing glance I think it’d be cool, however with my luck I’d get a strip search because they thought it was for some other reason.  That would ruin all the fun.

I once traveled completely dressed pre-9/11.  It was one of the most erotic experiences I had ever had dressed as a woman.  I was dressed in business attire wearing a blue knee-length skirt and 4 inch high heels with stockings, a while silk blouse, and a blue blazer.  Underneath a pair of bikini panties and a matching bra.  Since my panties were wet, every step I took brought me that much closer to orgasm.   I used the ladies room in the airport, everything.

I never cease to be amazed at the litany of sins female undergarments can cover up and they way they’re designed.  They’re designed to flatten the tummy, smooth the legs, lift the breasts, etc.  On a female body they do that quite well, but even with a fundamental male body shape, snug fitting lingerie can do wonders to give a female looking body profile.  If my silicone breast forms were just left to hang, they wouldn’t even closely approximate real breasts, but in a nice well designed bra, you can’t tell they’re not real and when you see line of the cup fabric against the silk blouse… it just looks all the more real. If I tuck my member back between my legs really well and wear a snug fitting foundation, with a tight pair of jeans my crotch curves back just like a woman’s with no tell-tale bulge.

Dressing and being treated like a woman is soooo much fun , I just wish I could know what it’s like to really be one.  Would I want to stop after a week?  Does it get old when you can’t just undress and change back?  I don’t think this blog is ever read, but if it is, I’ve included a little poll for you.

This Weekend

I can’t wait until this weekend.  I’m going to go out shopping.  I’ll be wearing all my lingerie and girl clothes underneath.  I love the look on the cashiers faces when I check out.  Some are clueless, others suspect, and then some KNOW you’re buying these things for yourself and give you this knowing grin.  It seems the younger they are the more they can pick up.

The last time I was out shopping the cashier at the Maidenform outlet not only knew I was buying the lingerie for myself, but she could tell I was dressed underneath.  I practically came in my panties when she asked if I was wearing Maidenform underneath right then at the moment.

Fall and Boots

I know I haven’t posted in a long time.  It was an incredibly busy summer but Fall is here and the boots are coming out.  Ankle boots, thigh highs, knee high boots, boots with nary a heel, and fuck me boots with 4 inch heels.  Boots paired with skirts, dresses, and hidden under pants.  I’ve got to get me a nice pair of knee high or thigh boots with a nice 4 inch heel.