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Caught by parents with conseqences
How many of us were caught By our Parents?
I remember vividly the day I got caught, It was a sports day at school, and I had not bought my PE clothes to school, this was not a day off sport as far as the nuns were concerned, so it was a three km walk home to get my PE gear.
On arriving home to find mum had gone to do something, I had no idea, she couldn’t drive, and this didn’t register, so she was more than likely only walking distance from home, I don’t know why I did it but the next thing I know I am in front of mum’s mirror, dressed in this beautiful lingerie, and in those days, it was lingerie, any girls from the 60s – 70s will know what I am talking about, but there I was, lost in my own wonderful world, totaly unaware that mum had come home and was standing at the bedroom door.
I don’t know how long she had been standing there, but I only cought a glimpse of her in the mirror as I twirled to watch the petticoats lift and twist around my legs.
The world stopped that day I am sure of it, the words “what do you think you are doing ” echoed through the room.
She just turned and left me to get everything off in a hurry, I picked up my PE clothes and ran from the house, I can’t remember going back to school, I think I just walked the streets until it was home time.
The moment I got home was when it all happened, she didn’t say a word,
told my brothers and sister to go to their rooms.
Then did the only thing that they knew to do in those days, held my up by one arm then with her other hand , with the aid of a soup ladle beat my backside and legs with all her strength.
Strangly nothing was ever said after that, perhaps she thought she had beaten it out of me.
One day I will have to tell her it didn’t work.Marie 😈
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Mothers can be interesting. I remember when I was in my late teens, one afternoon I came home from work, Mum was sitting quietly in the ‘living room’, (as opposed to the best room, do they still have that, best and living rooms?). Anyway, I came home, said Hi then nipped upstairs to my room to find, spread out on the bed all my T.G. magazines, lingerie and clothes that I had thought were carefull strashed away.
She hadn’t said a word, just allowed me to go into a state of shock as she came up behind me.
How do you answer the question “What’s all this about”? when you are stunned beyond belief?
I still can’t remember exactly what we said. Things about going to see a doctor and getting medication, threatening to tell my father if I did this again, which was really scarey!
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Don’t you just squirm when you think back to those ghastly times!
My worst was when I found my Mum’s bathing suit, and felt so wonderful with it on in my bedroom…must have been 13 or 14…I just couldn’t help myself, I ran to find a pair of scissors in the kitchen, and cut out the crotch out to masturbate myself silly.
I had a lovely time with that bathing suit…I was pretty careful to hide it, but I got careless, and one day Mum swept under my bed and found it! She asked me where had it come from, and of course I denied ever having seen it in my life, and I coudn’t imaging how it had got there and wasn’t it dreadful how shoddy the stitching must have been.
I don’t know whether she ever knew about all the other items of her lingerie, shoes, dresses I tried in the next few years, but she didn’t say anything again.
Mum died when I was 17, actually suicided to escape my Dad.
I know she has forgiven me, her love was unconditional, but I still feel such shame.
Bless you all for daring to share your secrets,
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Well I guess that I am just plain lucky then. We were in Spain on our summer hols, and it was a wet dreary day. Back in those days there was not such a thing as hotels with TV’s etc, so we played cards and some board games. Not sure why, but at some stage my mother decided to have some fun. In those days it was very fashionable to wear a wig. So my mum dressed me up cpmletley. Make up, wig, bra panties petticoat, girdle (mm that was so nice, so tight) suspenders a nice dress, heels the works. I still have a photo somewhere. Wow , not sure if thats where I started, but thanks mummy.
Mind you if she could see me dressed now, m I think there would be great wailing and gnashing of teeth, so I will just dress with my wife thanks. -
The only time I got caught by family was when I was 9 years old. We had just moved to WA from Vic. In Vic I was sharing a room with my sister and both my brother and eldest sister had their own rooms. As the new house only had 3 bedrooms and my sister was starting to hit that age of change things had to change. I had to share a room with my 13yo brother and boy was he not impressed.
One day after coming home from school I headed to my room to play as any normal kid would. When my brother came in he found me in the middle of the floor with my toys and dressed in one of my sisters dresses. I honestly didn’t even know that this was “wrong” but after he lovingly beat the s^%& out of me it dawned on me that maybe this wasn’t normal.
I must have dressed before this point cause I thought nothing of it and honestly I don’t even remember getting the dress from my sisters room. Obviously sharing with her previously had given it a sense of normality.
I never got caught again by my family as a kid, but now they are fully aware of my situation. Perhaps my brother remembers that day and hopefully he knows of the pain that that day has caused me through my life by thinking I was a freak.
Cathii
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That is so sad, even though you were young, to think that any family member thinks of you as wierd, strange freakish, it must really hurt. I guess I am lucky my family do not know and unless they surf tranny sites, never will. But the love of my life does know and that makes me happy.
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Quote:That is so sad, even though you were young, to think that any family member thinks of you as wierd, strange freakish, it must really hurt. I guess I am lucky my family do not know and unless they surf tranny sites, never will. But the love of my life does know and that makes me happy.
It did at the time, but he was 13 and going through that really awkward stage at the beginning of puberty. We became good friends later in life but since telling him a few months back of my decision to eventually have SRS he has withdrawn a little. I expect him to come around eventually, otherwise Christmas lunch will be quite an experience this year!!!!
The feelings I was refering to were my own. Because of that incident I thought of myself as a freak and found that dressing up was not the pleasurable experience that other people find it to be. Now however after stepping totally out of the closet those feelings simply don’t exist.
Cathii
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yeah, i think i first got caught when i was about 13, I was woken up for school wearing a pettiecoat …
I got, Why are you dressed in girls clothes? … but I pretended I was still asleep
Later, about 15mins later, I got up, hid everything in my hiding spot, and no another word was said about it, until I came out of the closet informing the old lady I was on HRT …
thats about the only time I’ve ever been busted ..
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Quote:How many of us were caught By our Parents?
I remember the first time my parents found my stash of femme gear.
We had a work area under the house, and I had a small spot where I kept about 4 or 5 cardboard boxes of old toys and the like. Because I shared a bedroom with two brothers, I couldn’t dress in my bedroom, so I kept my clothes in a box, with a few pieces of paper and a few tonka toys on top.
I could dress there when nobody was home, and change when I heard a car or someone at the front door, which would be long before they would come to the work area looking for me.
I still don’t know why, but one day my father pulled the box off the shelf and pulled the stuff off the top and found my stash.
I went on the attack, claiming that it was a form of burglar alarm in that if someone went through my private stuff, they’d do exactly as he had and I’d know that they had invaded my privacy. It appeared to work in convincing them that I wasn’t a CD, but my mother washed all of my clothes and gave them to a friend of hers who had an op shop.
Because of these happenings, for several years during my teens, I had a hidden spot in the bush near my home, where I kept my stash of femme stuff. I’d dress there instead of at home. It was private enough that I never got caught but I did have trouble with keeping my stuff dry.
Years later, when my brothers had left home and I had a room to myself, I had some old pantyhose under my bed, separate from all of my good stuff. My mother found these, washed them and put them back without a word! I didn’t realise this until years later still, when I came out to my mother.
I’ve never come out to my father.
Alice
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I have never been caught by any family members but I do remember as a only boy in a 5 children house ( 4 Sisters ) that as a child I remember them dressing me in a pink ballet TuTu and Leotard and other girly clothes. I remember those days very clearly and all the fun and enjoyable times that I had from those younger times. It was always special for me just after school as I had about 1 to 2 hrs by myself to dress in my sisters clothes and just parade around the house undisturbed. My only regret is that it has taken 50 yrs to actually achieve who I have been wanting to be and that is Olivia. So in saying that to all you young people out there if you really want to be that special person DON”T take half of your life to be who you want to be.
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Gee, the whole spectrum of experiences, from acceptance, getting beat up, chastised and in one wonderful event having their mother have fun dressing them up. I heard years ago about my mother dressing my older brother in my sisters clothes, evidently he wasn’t impressed! Half his luck, I often wondered if she had ever done that to me at some stage and I couldn’t recall. It’s a nice fantasy. Thanks to you all for sharing .
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Haven’t actually been caught, but when I was about 15 I had a day off school and after my mother went to work I wondered what it would feel like to wear women’s clothes. I got out some of her lingerie and put it on. stockings and then a pair of her boots. I felt great, but suddenly the back door opened and she came home from work unexpectedly. The day was stiflingly hot and her boss had sent her home. I panicked and dived into bed and pretended I was ill. She acepted that not realising I was in bed on a stinking hot day wearing her lingerie and boots.
Luckily she went to the shops near enough immediately and I managed to get back to normal.
That was the closest by my parents and it was very scary at the time
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I was caught more than once, perhaps I was careless. I was also very sexually experimental in my early teens but the thing I remember most about those times is my father trying to beat it out of me. I was screaming and running about my room trying to get away while he was thrashing me. Still very painfull to remember and it destroyed any feelings of love for my parents. I care a bit for my mum but for my father, no.
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I must say that I have never been caught, even tho I have been dressing for about 50 years now, Thru 3 marriages and a few relationships as well. My present wife now knows and approves even tho’ I told and showed her. She never caught me. And she is the only person who knows in my nearly 60 years. But in finishing I must say there has been some close calls.
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I thought I might post a “almost caught with the consequences”. I was 17 and fully dressed in my older sisters clothes and admiring myself in front of the mirror. My parents had gone to the cinema and I knew or thought I knew what time they would be back. The first I heard was their car pulling into the drive. What followed was the quickest strip of all time. I just made it.
Janet
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