I Was Dressed As A Girl For Halloween

This was how i started to CD around age 10. Neighborhood boys thought it would be fun if we all dressed as girls for Halloween. The idea emerged toward the end of September. We all started to collect things for our 'costumes'. We searched for discarded dresses, lingerie, and stockings from our moms and items being tossed out by other neighbors on trash day. As we collected our items, we would 'model' for each other in the basement of one of the other boys. We clearly enjoyed 'preparing' for Halloween that year, and tried to be as authentic, 'from the skin out', as we could be. The nylon lingerie felt soooo exciting, and i think i enjoyed the modeling and 'practice' dressing up more than the others. We all thought we looked so convincing, and loved every minute of being girls. We repeated the 'costumes' for a couple of years, secretly storing our 'girl things', and adding to our own outfits when we could. I would often try on my own 'stash' because it felt very exciting. As puberty settled in, the excitement and pleasure became totally addicting. I learned very young that this desire, this passion would not go away. And, the connection to 'personal pleasure' sealed the deal. I've often imagined a reunion with those 'girls' to discover how much we all might still enjoy dressing up!