Hi I’m Rachelle

[Rachellecd76]

We hear I am in a mid forties crossdresser. There I’ve confessed to what I am.

I was dressed at 5 by my mum and as I got older my curiosity grew rummaging through her drawers and wardrobes. As I was heavily bullied by a chubby kid if found sanctuary in my girlie side. I dressed in something of my mothers almost daily and then started to put her sexiest lingerie and stockings on. By my early teens I was dressing fully except heels and wigs and loved the whole side of me. Then the bombshell mum had wondered if I was going through her drawers as I was getting careless. She couldn’t prove it but told me to keep out. I built a small stash of her cast of lingerie and a petit coat when one day I found it all on my bed. Mum had found my stash. There she said what is this? I was embarrassed and blushing. My cheeks were burning. Not a lot I could say about it but she called me a dirty -friendly person-. Asked if I was gay to which I replied no. She told me to stop and then was on the phone to her mum telling everything. I didn’t dress for a few months but the urge came back and so I started buying my own girlie things. Once I had everything I even had a few wigs and heels I was so happy. Being a size 22 my boobs seemed to grow a bit and looked lovely in a bra. Even a bit of cleavage. A few weeks later I was talking to my gran who just asked how’s my dressing going? She was so cool about it. I stammered and said I knew she knew and said it’s on hold. Then she said that she’d love to see me dressed up. She offered to help. I raced over grabbing a bag if girlie goodies. When I arrived she saw the bag and said go upstairs a dress. I ran upstairs and soon was in my black bra, panties stockings and suspenders. I sat fitting jewellery and doing my makeup with my fav red lippy. I put a leopard print top on and a short black skirt. Then I stepped in not my 4” stilettos before my long blonde wig. I stood looking at a beautiful girl in the full mirror. I then realised what was next I had to go down stairs. I nervously walked down stairs and heard my gran calling. Don’t laugh I said. There how do I look. The room fell silent. Omg wow wow wow she said. She loved how I looked. We walked around the house and then chatted. She thought mum was too harsh on me. She asked if I had a girl name to which I said no. She named me Rachelle and from then on I’d often spent time with my gran as Rachelle. One. Saturday a year later she’d bought me a beautiful blue dress which I adored it was knee length with a little thigh split and a wrap front. It just covered my stocking top and my cleavage looked amazing. My gran fitted red nails and I loved sitting there. The door bell then rang and I froze. Gran said it’s ok I will deal with it. I heard voices and the door close. In walked my gran and to my shock mum was there looking me up and down before she said so this is what you’ve been doing. You look amazing. Little did i know gran was telling her about me and my visits. Mum was more accepting now. Going toward I could dress at home when dad was away. I loved this time as we all got on and both helped me dress. Years ago on I’ve gone through many purges and regretted each and everyone of them. Now in my forties gran has since passed away and I live on my own which gives me time to explore myself. I love dressing fully and now fill a c cup bra. I nearly always wear stockings and suspenders but do love thick black tights. I have  see 3 looks if resky like which are the office girl in s short skirt and blouse. The classy milf in a lovely evening dress lots of glamour. I also like the dirty little -friendly person- with too much makeup strap oh tops and pvc mini skirts.  Love each look so much. In late 2022 I have battled to go out dressed but finally did it one early morning. Once I parked up and got out the car l could feel a huge release of pent up frustration leave me. I just loved hearing my heels click against the pavements and cool air caress my inner thighs. Watching my boobs bounce with each footstep. It was such a thrill. I then went out the night of the same day venturing to a post box and then a post box. This time multiple men and women saw me which gave me a buzz. A few days later I went out to ark morning at 7am in broad daylight. Visited a post box, then a cash point before driving through the city for all to see me as a woman.I parked by a beech and walked about being seen by men women and whoever drove bye. It was an exceptional experience for me. Nobody battered an eyelid. Two old men said morning to which I replied in a girlish voice. I’m so glad im now out in public and glad to be on this site

[Ivy]

Welcome Rachelle

[Carolyn Marie]

Welcome to Trans Pulse, Rachelle.  Thank you for the nicely descriptive and detailed introduction.  I encourage you to post often and in any of the threads, or start threads of your own.  We'll be here for you if ever you need support and good information.

 

HUGS

 

Carolyn Marie

[Delcina B]

Welcome Rachelle! Glad you're here. What a Gran! I would be nervous too, walking down the stairs in four inch heels! I hope you find the wonderful support, advice & acceptance here as I have.

 

Hugs!

Delcina 

[TheDivaChristy]

On 1/31/2023 at 7:06 PM, Delcina B said:

Welcome Rachelle! Glad you're here. What a Gran! I would be nervous too, walking down the stairs in four inch heels! I hope you find the wonderful support, advice & acceptance here as I have.

 

Hugs!

Delcina 

LOL me too and I've been trans, and done some wild things especially in college, not never 4"

Don't get me wrong my wife and I have a  heels fetishist and expensive habbit we love shoes, and clothes especially dresses and evenings gowns.🥰

And hand bags/purses galore.

When you get two very girly people together shopping it gets expensive hahaha

Welcome to the forum Rachelle glad you're here.