Jemma Louise's Story Of Getting Dressed Up

Hi! My name is Jemma-Louise.

My story will relate to so many of us "girls" and I wish to share it with all of you.

Growing up in a houshold with a single mom and 2 older sisters, not so diffrerent as many families. My sisters were bossy towards me especially if mom was at work on weekends. Not nasty or horrible towards me just the usual kind of things. Making me do their chores and running around for anything they wanted which I was totally fine doing as I liked being with them and admired them.

As years progressed especially at school I was more comfortable around other girls and was teased taunted a lot from boys at school. I was often defended consoled from girls not really understanding why boys were like this towards me until I started high school at 11 years old understanding I was quite feminine and girly. Often when I got home after school both my sisters would tease and call me names when mum was either busy or in another room. Names like sissy/gayboy/etc. Can you relate to that?

This eventually lead to first time wearing girls clothes.

One day when Mum went to work, my sisters told me to stay in living room then go to their room, but only when they told me to. They called me to come upstairs and as I went into their room on the bed were laid out were panties, tights, socks, skirts, dresses and mums make-up bag. Both of them started giggling saying would I  like to dress up? Naturally i agreed as many times before without them knowing i tried their panties on as well as their skirts. This was my little secret! Following their orders, I sat on edge of bed as my sister, Victoria, the oldest said she would do my makeup. First foundation, then eyeliner, mascara, lipstick. I was feeling light headed at all the attention and fussing over me as a girl. Victoria gave me mirror to see, and OMG! I thought I looked amazing!

Then both told me take all my clothes off. I will admit I felt a little uncomfortable at first. They told me stop being silly giving me a pair of pink panties to put on. They told me they would close their eyes until I put them on, so I quickly undressed putting panties on and trying to hide my little "boy" as to look as girly as possible. So now im standing in front of them in makeup and panties!

Ellie, the younger sister put one of her pink bras on me telling me to walk around and strut my stuff like a girl. 

Honestly speaking, I did feel little silly but excited as well! My sisters were telling me I looked cute and told me to choose a skirt from their closet. I instantly went for the short denim one as that was the skirt I put on few times secretly before.Then I put on a white vest top and felt so excited. I was finally getting to dress like a sissy girl. After a couple hours putting on different clothes and modelling and prancing around, my sisters finally told me to take off the frocks and leave their bedroom. It was the most exciting and amazing time! 

Almost every weekend spent being transformed into a girl with my sisters. Eventually as we got older, with my sisters marrying or moving out, my dressing stopped until I left home. Beacause of the grooming I got from my sisters, I started buying girls clothes, lots of makeup and pretty, frilly panties and started dressing every night after work. Then I would spend full weekends as a girl.It was the first time in my life that I could dress whenever I wanted.

After a couple of years building up my confidence to venture out as a girl, I finally took the plunge to go to nightclub in town. I had anticipated that night for years!

The club i went to had only been open few years in the part of town known as the "gay village". Every Friday night was what was known as a girly/boy night. I got myself all dressed by 8pm in my girly frocks with my heart racing and butterflies in my stomach! I was unsure if i should go, but decided to take a leap of faith.

Like so many girls who have taken that step, it is nerve wrecking but it was the best step in my life ever! The club was full, and I instantly felt so confident in my sissy girly persona. I was flowing, meeting, chatting and dancing with other girls on the dance floor. It was the start of my adventure! I was making new friends and a new life with my new found confidence. I started going to many different clubs around the UK; swingers clubs/bdsm clubs/underground parties etc, etc.

Eventually knowing the time would come where I would not be accepted in my employment, I had to make some hard decisions. I was not going to give up being the girl I became. Maybe some of you girls have been through same, but ultimately, my life as a sissy girl lead me down the path into the longest profession known. Yes,I was reluctant at first until I was introduced to a wonderful and respectful agency where I am still there today, enjoying making myself and others happy.

Love, hugs and kisses!

Jemma