Hi. I'm Christine and I'm a transvestite - whatever.
Ever since I can remember I dreamed of being female. In my "real" life I am male but in my fantasy dream world, I am female. I am definitely not gay and have absolutely no tendencies that way. So why do I dream of being a woman? I have no idea.
From an early age I wanted to dress in women's clothes. Growing up in the 50's, I
was
fascinated by girdles, corsets and all the lingerie of the time. The women around me were always well made up and my mother would never be seen in public without wearing makeup. As I went into
puberty, my sexual desires were stirred by all the catalogues of women's underwear and makeup. I remember times when I would sneak into my parents bedroom and borrow a brassiere and girdle or an all-in-one girdle. I would hide them in a drawer in my bedroom. Later, when I went to bed, I would get them out and put them on. I would lie in bed, feeling the tightness and the comfort that the girdle gave me.
As I grew older, the desires didn't go away. I tried to make them but eventually
they came back. Every now and then my mother would throw out old clothes and I would hide them. I gathered many pairs of laddered stockings that I would wear at night in bed. I would sometimes be lucky and get some makeup that my mother hadn't used in a long while and just threw out.
Whenever my parents went out for a night, I would take out all my treasures and 
dress up as the woman in my dreams. I don't know why but I developed
a desire to wear very heavy makeup. At a time when women were discarding their girdles and makeup, I was desperately going in the other direction. I needed to become a woman. Foundation underwear and makeup was my only relief. I would often wear two or three girdles at a time to compress my body into a feminine shape. The heavier that I wore my makeup, the better I felt as I shaped my face into that of a woman.
I would always watch historical movies where women would wear full period gowns. I just sat there wishing that I could wear such gowns. Even today I would much rather watch something like Dangerous Liaisons or an Elizabethan period movie.
Today, many years later, I still have these strong desires and a much better
selection of clothes and makeup. My wife has no idea about my fantasy life and
I would never tell her. I live two separate lives. I get to be Christine a few
times a year for a very short time but it will have to do.
