Chapter 1

I've been a crossdresser for 33 years. I started when I was just 5 years old. My days would be consisted of wearing my sister's clothes with her permission. She had taught me the proper way to put together girls outfits properly. My sister and I would have tea parties that would eventually consist of her having some of her girlfriends over to share tea. None of her friends ever laughed or made fun of me,they just treated me like one of the girls. As time went by, I eventually ended up in my mother's closet. I wore her lingerie, skirts,blouses,dresses, heels,and make-up. My sister helped me with the make-up. She also gave me a girls name since I was always dressed as a girl. The name she gave me was Katherine. Her girlfriends never called me by my boy's name, they always referred to me as Katherine, whether I was dressed as a girl or not. I got used to the name and it stuck! I liked it more so than my male name! My sister, her friends, and I would have tea and look at bridal catalogs and talk about getting married when we got older. I always thought of myself as a girl, I told my sister and her friends that I would like to be married as a woman when I got older. They all agreed that I would make a pretty bride. As the years passed,I never had a girlfriend until the early 90's. When this woman older than me first saw me naked, she told me that I had the body of a true woman! She then talked me into dressing up as a hooker for Halloween! I didn't need much persuasion. One of her best friends came over and gave me a perm ,did up my make-up and found something for me to wear. I had a blast at the party as a woman. We went out after the party and hit a couple clubs. The next day, my girlfriend gave me full access to her closet, allowing me to don anything I wanted to. This continued for some time. One day, she came home from work with a camera and started taking pictures. On that day, I was wearing a black mini, a scoop neck top, stiletto heels and a pair of clip on heart earrings. When she got the pictures developed, she took them in to show my cousin that was a beautician. My cousin couldn't get over the pictures. Both her and one of her patrons were envious of me because when they asked me what size the mini was and I told them, neither one of them said that they could ever fit into that size skirt! At that time, I was wearing a size 6 mini! Bringing it up to date, I'm currently taking hormones to reach my final destination -- to be a woman in every way shape and form!