I'm taking a new stab at this. Previous attempts were far too explicit and potentially non-anonymous. What can I say? I was in the grip of my delusions. Looking back, it was little more than an exercise in exhibitionism.
While I stopped posting out of sheer embarrassment, I haven't stopped dressing up like a girl and frolicking about like a randy tart. I've also developed some ideas for content offline, which I am glad to start sharing. I have multiple streams of thought to dip into. Perhaps someone will even read it.
Updates will be irregular and infrequent. There will be no photos.
Secretly living in my wife's closet: the musings of a closet transvestite. Adult content.
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This is Becoming a Habit
I'm on another business trip, and as is becoming usual, I bought myself some nail polish and makeup. I bought a cheap makeup box on Ama...
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And the secret comes out: the most intense sexual gratification I have ever experienced came while I wore women's underwear. I like to ...
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My wife is beautiful and sexy. In the mornings and evenings, she tends to strip down to her panties and walk all around the house doing mund...
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(Okay, I blew it. I needed dialogue and stuff. . .) I was shocked and horrified when they stripped me naked, quite roughly, and the vast au...
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