I don’t know why, but I put my smooth nylon covered feet through that slip then pulled up up around my middle while Karen slipped something into the cups of my bra. “This will help fill out that bra of yours!” She exclaimed playfully, kneading the now protruding mounds with her fingers several times. http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-002t.jpg)](http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-002s.jpg) For many years now I haven’t owned a single item of male clothing. I’m trying to be me, so I am comfortable looking feminine, but continuing to be called Steven. Surely there don’t need to be any rules? And the boys – now young men – still call me Dad. Because, of course, however I have chosen to look, I’ll always be their dad. This had been so much fun, I just want to make sure we can do it again sometime. I'm sure you'll understand." She was very excited to see all those clothes. So one day, without thinking much about it, she went in and bought everything she ever wanted.

Mistress Katzenburg, I have uploaded as is required pictures of my period for your inspection to the sissy dropbox.

Karen: Come over this saturday around 12. My parents are going away for the weekend so i have the house to myself. this is the perfect opportunity, c'mon.

I don’t see how I could have a little slave-girl and not take her just like any other girl would be taken? Do you?” She asked pressing the tip of one of her fingers against my tiny opening. “Do you see any possible way that you could keep that from happening?” She asked as she pushed the first 1/3 of her index finger into my hole.Next morning, my wife came up to me and she looked much calm that the night before. I apologized to her once again and told her I would really stop crossdressing. She then held my hand and told me it was okay and she wasn’t angry at me. I felt a little relieved but still very embarrassed. We talked about my crossdressing for many hours that day and she told me it was okay as long as I wasn’t gay and had no interest in her. I told her I really loved her and crossdressing was just something I did for excitement and I was not gay. Feminine Periods are not fun and Mistress Rosemarie just told me that from now on I could expect a full 5 or 6 day period each Month. I am not a happy sissy camper. In the last few years, there has been a trend toward the presentation of sympathetic characters who dress because they must (the wonderful British novel I Want What I Want is an excellent example), but these remain a minority. Here, the circumstances leading to crossdressing are internal and what must be overcome are society’s many obstacles to the protagonist’s happiness as a transgenderist. http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-012t.jpg)](http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-012s.jpg) I wish to warn you that you line about keeping you sissy life private. Was it not you waning to become a better sissy and ask to join here? I am not saying make it know to everyone, but sharing here allows your sister sissies to say “Ah poor baby”.

The cramping from the pills and many enemas was horrific. Mistress just laughed and told me my cramping was not even close to feminine cramping. Then the constant use of Feminine “Pads” and Tampons was uncomfortable and so humiliating. Please don’t make fun of me Cody, it is humiliating and very unpleasant. You should try having you girlie sissy period sometime. http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-016t1.jpg)](http://cdpunishment.com/institute/images/2010/12/sissybilly_101229-016s1.jpg) We are still working through this day by day and while my wife understands that if I could, I would fully transition, I also understand that she is not attracted to women and my relationship with her is the most important thing in my life. I have been wearing women jeans and other more unisex items for some time and she is comfortable with me wearing feminen underwear and more feminine styles in public and even experimenting with makeup and dressing up when I am home alone (I work from home and she commutes), but not ready for me to fully dress up in front of her or pursue any physical transition at this point. My parents were quite strict so I was extra careful every time I got dressed in my sister’s clothes. Usually all her dresses fit me well and soon I also started to try out some of her bra. It was usually for a very short amount of time. I just put them on wanting to know how they felt and then take it off immediately because I was really scared someone would catch me like that. But this really made me feel so excited.

I must have taken like thousand of photos and videos of me going around the house. I was too scared to go out in public but I did step out in the balcony at night fully dressed from head to toe. It was an exhilarating feeling. I dressed everyday for the whole week my wife was away and when it was time for her to return. I just got rid of all the stuffs that I brought and promised to never dress up again. I was then sent to bed with tears in my eyes and definitely not looking forward to my monthly “friend” visiting. sissy billy has been very quiet and probably because her time of month was here. As quiet as she is I could not imagine letting her slip under the radar during such an important time in her sissy training.