In November I had a breakdown and regressed to a “little” adult toddler. Living with my aunt as I see my therapist to help me understand. I do apologize if you are uncomfortable with me at this time. I am me. My mother raised me as a girl from birth. If i disobey or upset my mother, I was dressed as a “Little “. I was a “Little “ most of my life.

Woman wanting to explore femininity. Finding that I really enjoy role play with the right person (can be male or female).

You probably know me, if you don't then please speak with me in a room before sending me a Direct Message! Happy New Year to all my friends! Thanks Please, if we haven't spoken before, please don't send a friend request!

uninhibited & kinky CD. i tend to be submissive and i enjoy toys / porn / role play / BDSM / dressing sexy & slutty / pleasuring my partner / and the rest you will have to find out for yourself. NO MEN!!!

Post-Op Female looking for Friends and maybe more. No Smokers! DD Free! Have a few Childhood Burn Scars on Legs but that's all they are. If that bothers you....oh well. If not, everything else works Great! ;)

I love wearing dresses and look forward to becoming full time soon.

I'm Karli and I'm a girl who loves pretty dresses, lovely gowns, and cute skirts. I'm definitely a satin and lace type girl! It is amazing how wonderful and feminine something pretty and feminine can make a girl feel! I'd love to chat with genetic girls to get advice and friendship. I love chatting with older married men for their perspective! But if you want to chat, have something to say. So many people seem unable to actually converse. Yes this is my story: https://www.fictionmania.tv/stories/readtextstory.html?storyID=1396487926723851640 By the way, I like URNA. Don't try to get me to some other chat venue. I don't understand that. If I'm around it is for conversation. I'm not online for some fantasy, your phone, cam, or mic, etc. I'm around to grow and learn from people, share experiences, and get perspectives.

Hi I’m KateLynn and it’s taken me awhile but I have slowly come out of my closet. I have been me for over 40 years and have always been in the closest and I cannot hide any more I’m going to start HRT soon. I am married(kind of still but she’s does not accept KateLynn) Don't be afraid to stop by and say hi. xoxoxox

If you can't be troubled to put up a photo of yourself, please don't trouble me to chat with you. No photo, no chat. Don't throw a friend request at me unless we have chatted. I am not here to gather "friends." Post op woman who is here to chat with others and help/share where I can.

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Life is complicated, for me anyway. I was born to older parents, my father was 54 when I was born, my mother 42. I grew up Ohio, and was raised Catholic. My father worked long hours, and didn't seem to be home a lot. I have 3 older sisters and no brothers. Being around so much estrogen may have affected my psyche. When I was very young, I prayed to become a girl. I felt that I should have been born a girl, and to some extent I still do. I remember my mom catching me in the basement putting on panties in the laundry room before I was even old enough to be in school.As i grew older I would take my sisters' clothing, and hide it in a box under my bed. My mom found the box one day when I was in school, and asked me about it. I was too embarrassed to tell her the truth, and made up some lie.I did develop an interest in girls when my testosterone started raging, but was to shy to talk to them. I was that weird kid in school who never had a girlfriend, and very few guy friends. I learned to entertain myself with my imagination. I never had a sexual interest in other guys until later in life. After we had moved to Arkansas, I finished school, joined the Army, and eventually got a good job, and my own place. Things really started changing then. I realized that I could buy the women's clothing I desired through mail order catalogs. (No internet at the time.) Well, I really went for it, amassing quite a collection of matching lingerie, skirts, dresses, hosiery, shoes, etc. I spent a lot of my time off dressing, and fantasizing. I called phone sex numbers, and told the girls I spoke with that I liked to dress as a woman. These fine ladies really earned their money with me, walking me through all kinds of fantasies, eventually bringing up me being with another man when I was dressed. That idea really resonated with me. I started going to the local park at night all dressed up. I would stay in my truck, and wait to be approached. This tactic worked out several times, as I would meet gay men, and take them home. They were somewhat surprised to see me in women's clothing complete with silicone falsies, but they just wanted to suck me, which is what I wanted too. We would kiss passionately, drink beer, smoke, and talk. I was fully aroused the whole time, and they would feel my hard cock through my panties, and dress. I have a pretty nice penis, and they always wanted to suck on it. Afterwards, the Catholic guilt would overwhelm me. I always felt guilty, bad, and ashamed of myself, until the next time. One of the next times, I got arrested for DWI, and taken to jail.....dressed as a woman. At least that time I was wearing blue jeans, and not a dress. I felt I had to stop this "freaky" behavior. Then, after several years of doing this on Friday night, dating a girl on Saturday night, almost getting married, I finally did marry at the age of 50. I thought this was my way out of dressing. I burned my beautiful collection of lingerie, etc. What was I thinking? I wish I had it all back, but I'm too scared to let my wife know. You can take the boy out of cross-dressing, but you can't take the cross-dressing out of the boy. I still like to fantasize, I like to come to this website, but sometimes I still feel the guilt. I'm a real mess. I am Owned by Kitty to do with as she pleases, and Tiffany is my sister.