Alastdare

I wanted to be dressed as a girl like the females in my home life, from early on. All of the girls, mom, aunt, sister, her/our friend group, made my feminization the fun project of the year. I felt like, looked like, thought like, and presented most fitting my whole being. Our home culture bolstered hypersexual social codes, permissive all the more to my curiosity about everyone and everything to do with physical relations. I was helped to discover attention, affection, grabby hands under skirts, close cuddling, and kissing, all carried sensations based in what just about everyone wanted to feel in some form.