Forced Crossdressing: A Collection of Forced Crossdressing Stories

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I couldn’t believe what they said. Before I could even respond Shelley said that because I had no clothes to wear I might as well wear their clothes for a week until I get new ones for Christmas. I was still stunned. I knew I would be grounded for ever for destroying our basement if Dad found out. So I agreed. 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. Femdom/Authoritarian, Misc. Stories, Sweet/ Sentimental Keywords: Diapers or Little Girls, Maids or

Hello son, look who is here.” mom spoke, as I gazed at aunt Marilyn. I had always and still am, very fond of her, and fantasized about her, when in bed and in the shower. I know it is wrong, I told myself, but that was my secret. She smiled as I squirmed on the table. The cuffs held me down on the table so tightly that I could only muster a slight wiggle. With no leverage still, there just wasn't anything I could do to stop whatever was about to happen. She began pulling more items out of the box and setting them on the table. I watched as each item came out. They consisted of a 3 inch roll of duct tape, a 2 inch roll of duct tape, rope, electrical tape, a maxi pad, a bikini, a push-up bra, and 2 rather large balloons filled with water. This seemed bad whatever it was.Femdom/Authoritarian, Misc. Stories, Sweet/ Sentimental Keywords: Appliances Attached, Bondage, Breast Implants, When I was young, I became interested in crossdressing. I think it started around the age of 7 or 8. I was fascinated by the way women looked and how they dressed. I loved the way they could express themselves through their clothing and makeup. I also enjoyed the feeling of wearing women's clothes. It made me feel pretty and unique.

I arrived home, from work, on the Bank Holiday weekend, of Easter. The following week, I was taking days off that were owing to me, so the forecasts were good, and I was happy. As I entered the house, I heard chatter, and recognized my mom and aunt Marilyn’s voice. 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. In fact, almost every day I would wear Jody’s under garments. I even wore the panties to bed one night. But they were starting to smell from having been worn too many times. So I reluctantly put them in the wash. I waited a few days, and then dug through Jody’s drawers when I had a chance to find them, or a similar pair. I could feel the woman on top of me testing the restraints to make sure they were secure. I could already tell that they were.As he entered her room, he couldn't help but notice her bridesmaid dress hanging on the wardrobe door. It was a calf length pink dress with puff sleeves and a full skirt. When I found that my sister returned; the first thing that went through my mind was a close resemblance of the words "oh crap" ran through my mind. I still hadn't changed out of Katie's dress and my clothes were strewn over the floor. I was going to be found and instantly my mind told me to hide. I immediately jumped into the wardrobe and closed the door behind me. I remember that exact feeling when I was hiding from my sister. My heart was pounding, it felt like it was going to burst from my chest in a similar style to the Alien Quadrilogy. It would have solved some problems though, first off I would have been dead, and I wouldn't have to face my sister's wrath when she found I had tried on her clothes. She probably would have tried to resurrect my body and then kill me all over again for it. "Rain, where are you?" I could hear Katie from outside the room, and I hoped she would think I was somewhere else. This was the moment I found my sister really did have second sight. I overheard her muttering that she had shut the door to the bedroom before she left, and I foolishly left it open. She knew I would be in her room, and the fact that my clothes were left out for all to see didn't help that. "Come on Rain, I know you are in here. If you don't come out until the count of five then I will be forced to tell mum and dad," she stated with a calm and methodical voice. Katie didn't raise her tone, she didn't have to. He tried to calm down by sitting on the bed and as soon as he was calm again, he tried the zip. But it was not budging at all. It all started innocently enough. I never meant to do it, it just sort of happened. I got home from school, when I was in the 10th grade. I put my bag down on my desk, and noticed that mom had left the laundry basket on my bed. This was her signal that I was supposed to put the clothes away in my drawers, and bring down any dirty clothes I had. Oh yeah” I said. She dragged me on out of the house, and we got in the car. With every step I took, I noticed the panties. The silkiness against my skin. I felt so turned on! I couldn’t explain it. And now I was wearing them in public! Without anybody knowing! When we sat down and the waitress came out to serve us, all I could think of was the fact that I was wearing panties, just like her.