Now, I've gone pretty far. It's been a while since I've been able to update this document, but lots has happened. I've had to hide my stash. I put it in a locker at the [shopping mall]. I had to wear some of A__'s underwear for the past few weeks. One time I actually did retrieve my magic bag from the locker. Then I put it back. But this time, it's gone. I went to get it again, but the key didn't turn. My stuff is as good as gone.
That really put me off. I was looking forward to looking like a girl tonight. I had a big plan. I knew that A__ was leaving for the night. I could sleep alone. So that means that I can take advantage of her absence to wear women's underwear. I planned to get my stuff from my locker after work, get home, and change into my lingerie outfit. Then I would have put on my outerwear over top and gone to the bank and the grocery store, and no one would have noticed, except me. But that fell apart when I discovered that I couldn't have my stash anymore. Then I got home and A__ was waiting for me. She didn't leave until 7:15. I went shopping in my own clothes.
I was determined, however, to wear something. I wanted to do it all. I want this to be the night that I wear women's clothes all night. I've tried many times, but failed. So I took off and came back. I wanted to check out [the local discount stores], to see what they might have. I eventually returned from the supermarket to find an empty apartment. I had decided to try the lingerie store on [the nearest major street].
It took a little while. I was a very calm and deliberate shopper. I know what I want to wear. So I settled on a stretch lace teddy, a garter belt, and some black nylon stockings. It cost me $60! But I have my fix now.
I've gone as far as I dare right now. I'm wearing my new outfit. I cooked myself dinner with it on under my clothes. But now, after dinner, I'm wearing A__'s black mini-skirt and her white button-up t-shirt. I put on makeup for only the second time ever, and I didn't feel the least bit apprehensive about it. I put on eyeliner, eyeshadow, mascara, and lipstick. I preened myself in the mirror. My God, what a transformation! I might even look sexy, If I could shave my body hair! My legs look gorgeously sexy in these nylons, and that mini-skirt. My face even looks feminine. I'm as much like a girl now as I can be. The only thing I need now is a shave! I even let my hair down, which really helps a lot.
I have never gone nearly this far. I wish I could do this all the time. I've been fantasizing about escaping for a month or so, somewhere where no one can find me, and shaving every hair off my body, and becoming totally feminine for at least one whole day and night. I would put on makeup, a dress, lingerie underneath, and be totally cleanly shaven. Then I would sleep in a nightgown, wake up, and wear women's underwear for the whole time I'm there. That would be so incredible! I desperately want to do it, but it won't happen for at least another year. And now, for a little fantasy...
Secretly living in my wife's closet: the musings of a closet transvestite. Adult content.
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