Lady Regina

Although I was gripped by the changes that I couldn’t explain, I was too embarrassed to ask questions about the subject. I was six years old and getting tingles in my crotch. I don’t remember getting an erection, but there was something tingling in my crotch that started sending me signals. I loved the tingles but didn’t know why.
My family never discussed sex, so I had to be very cautious about my feelings in their presence. Sex talk in my family was definitely not a subject to explore. So as my feelings grew, I was unable to discuss them with anyone close. I started making my own decisions. In the process I learned everything the hard way, but I also made many mistakes. I identified with every visible attractive feminine figure. As I matured, I bonded with sexy women until I discovered that there were others like me who desired to be female and made no apologies. Their grace and style got my attention. I imitated every trannie and female I observed in commercials and real life.

I used my imagination with fabric to loosely pin together female outfits for myself. This was trannie 101, the very basics. I became satisfied briefly with using scarves and other material items to fashion female outfits. I liked the image and was satisfied for a time, but my female side yearn for real dresses of my own and everything that went with it. I appreciated and wanted to indulge in all the varied ways to capture the female experience.

I loved watching professional dancers and Hollywood movie queens. It is especially gratifying to see how they flowed with grace while wearing the stunning pretty fashion. It wasn’t just the way they walked, it was the joyous smiles they wore as they strutted. I wanted that for me. I wanted to wear dresses at the early age of eight. I often dreamed of myself in the center circle wearing various pretty dresses. The men in those dreams were always smiling and tripping over each other to get closer. During those times, dresses and feminine accessories became cherished items for me to worship. I was completely in perverse mode even then, but I didn’t know it.