Over a year ago, I had started blogifying my many diary entries from years gone by. I had abandoned the project because it's somewhat tedious, but now I'm interested again.
I have accumulated vast amounts of writing about my fantasies over the years, and it seems a shame to have them hidden forever. Of particular note are some epiphanies I had along the way, and how I marked major milestones in my feminine development. The beginning of the diary itself was a major turning point in my life. It was the first time I ever admitted to myself that I love wearing women's clothes. Moving past denial after so many years was instrumental in making me the happy crossdresser that I am today.
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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