What else are you going to do on a Saturday night?
Made this one a few years ago for Mindi Muffins. Not sure what she is up to now, as she hasn't signed onto the Haven in almost 3 years. I enjoyed making captions for her because she enjoyed being a girly girl, and that can be so much fun to write. She had provided the picture in a 2 for 1 deal, and when i saw it, I worked out the story fairly quickly. Best of all, I got to co-star in it, but not in the usual way I make appearances. I'm usually the agent of change, but its nice to occasionally have stuff happen to me as well. This is one of those cases where I figured it would be fun to still be in control but also get to enjoy being changed too!
I hope to catch up on some of the other TG Blogs I follow sometime this week. Its been quite hectic with the car issues and Valentine's Day .. as well as the GF's birthday so we've been running around all over the place. Its also school vacation week. Have I missed any big news on the TG blogs? Make sure you let me know in the comments if I should be aware of something. Seems like many people are taking breaks. Perhaps they are sick of winter as well? I am not sure what to talk about next so any ideas would be welcome as well. Have I mentioned lately that I have a "Ask Dee" page up above where you can ask me questions that I might actually answer?
DISCUSSION QUESTION: I'm still looking for other people's early TG memories or moments. I find it fascinating to see when people first were bitten by the "becoming a girl" bug and how its affected them today.
What a beautiful couple they make ^_^ I wouldn't mind being in Mindi's position.
ReplyDeleteWhile it's taken me far to long to realize that I'm actually transgender, I've wanted to be a girl for as far back as I can remember. I just always dismissed the feeling. My earliest memory of that desire was when I was five and watching the 19*cough* summer Olympics. As I watched the women's gymnastics I wanted to be one of them soooooooo badly! I still feel that way every time I watch women's gymnastics, and to a lesser extent when watching figure skating in the winter olymipcs (I envy their grace and beauty, but skating is so FREAKING COLD!). I even asked my parents if I could take gymnastics lessons. They said no, because I was a boy.
I also remember regularly wrapping myself up in my blankets, pretending it was a cocoon that would transform me into a girl. And I had a reoccuring dream where I was Samus Aran.
How did I not realize this sooner?
I remember watching shows when I was young and identifying with the female characters more than the boys.
DeleteFlock of Seagulls? HA! They could make the best music ever, and I still couldn't stop giggling at that hair!
ReplyDeleteNice sweet cap Dee. It does seem odd for you to be transformed in one of your caps, but it's a 'nice' odd. You should do it more often.
As for other blogs... hmm... I've been in a 'down' mode for the last week or so, so I haven't been keeping great track myself. Nothing of note from my blog.
As for your discussion question, I think I've shared this before but it is the first time I was exposed to anything nearing TG. Back when I was prowling on local BBSs (when you had to dial directly into them... no internet!) I came across an image set of an attractive man and woman. Like many image sets it started off with them making out which gained my attention. In the middle though, it was revealed that the woman had a penis, and instead of her performing fellatio on him, he performed it on her. The 'wrongness' of doing that act made mentally me put myself in HER position instead of his... and that was the early seed of my TG fantasies.
I think that I've used myself as one of the transformed probably 20-30 times by now, which seems like a lot until you think out loud, "Dee's made at least 1200 captions!"
DeleteThis is a really good one Dee, I'm surprised I've never seen it.
ReplyDeleteBy the way, Mindi Muffins left the community but returned under a different alias and is still somewhat active. I still talk to her occasionally.
I knew she was another name, but I haven't seen THAT name floating around in awhile either so maybe she'll poke her head up and say hi!
DeleteOh, what a dream- Dee this hits my heart girl. Control and no control what a great Love making story this one is! W/Love Eva Moore...
ReplyDeleteGlad you enjoyed. We need happy endings occasionally and both got what they wanted, right?
DeleteWell, I really like this caption and I have no real reasoning as to why - simply the fact that it is nice and it works and is lovely. So there.
ReplyDeleteAs to when I first realised my own proclivities... Uh... I guess I had a name for it only around the age of 16 but the awareness of it, the feeling about cross-dressing and the urges that creates, I think goes back further than that. Looking back with hindsight (though I'm not sure you could look any other direction with that) I would have to say that I was semi-aware of it all from the age of about 5, when I noticed that girl's clothes were just generally more interesting to me than boy's clothes.
I didn't *actually* dress until 18, and then just in a pair of knickers, and didn't dress again until I was 24.
Everyone has their own timeline, and looking back there can be an "AHA!" moment where you say, "Damn, I didn't notice that THEN?!?"
DeleteVery sweet caption.
ReplyDeleteFor me, dressing up with my sisters, belong to my earliest memories. I must have been 8 or 9 years old, when my mother put a stop to that. Secretly dressing continued. During that time, Dutch television had not much to offer to me, I watched German telivision a lot. They aired movies with Michelle Mercier as Angelique. Beautiful woman, I would have loved to be her.
When I was about 10, 11 years old, I read an intervieuw with Dutch singer Romy Haag. She was asked about her childhood. In her answer, I recognized so much. It was like she was describing the few years I walked this earth.
She was born a boy also, and already became the woman she was meant to be.
Where I always felt something was wrong, now I knew I should have been born a girl.
While I was coming to terms with myself, and working up the nerve to out myself during my teens, life happened, and I couldn't pursue my deepest desires.
Well that is something beyond this comment. Actually that is something I only shared with Elle-Jae Matthews, and I'm not ready to share it with anyone else yet.
Hugs,
Helena
I didn't have a sister, though I'm pretty sure that would have happened to me too if I did have sisters.
DeleteOne of the first media experiences I remember with crossdressing was walking in the mall around Halloween with my mom when I was maybe 6 or 7 ... and the mall had a small movie theater with only 2 screens and one of the was playing Rocky Horror. My mom was sort of terrified of this and tried to get us to walk past as fast as we could, but just all the people dressed up in character must have made an impression on me because when I got older, I was up on stage from time to time performing RHPS in heels!
And don't worry about holding things back. We all understand that this is a public forum and that many things should stay personal unless you feel comfortable giving out the details. You've come a long ways in the last month or two and I wouldn't want to spook you by asking for more information when you don't wish to give it out.
Cute cap! I enjoyed the non malicious story line and how the two of them did get their wish, albiet not exactly how they had thought they would!
ReplyDeleteAs for your discussion question...gosh, I can't say I really remember when. I always enjoyed dressing up in skirts and dresses and the like when I was growing up. Lucky for me, I had a very loving family and my mother had an extensive background in psychology and sociology so she recognized things right away. She let me explore being a girl and my father was ok with it. I even remember at one point, probably when I was around five that my mother sat me down and asked me if I liked being a boy or a girl better. Even with my limited knowledge of the world and its views, I was too embarassed to admit that I enjoyed being a girl better. Regardless, I was still left to my own devices and I often found myself raiding my mother's closet. As I got older, my habits became more and more a secret, though I'm sure my parents would've been supportive no matter which route I took. Something just didn't click for me I guess.
As far as things are today, I've learned to sequester various aspects of my personality into various compartments within me over the years (I had a lot of time for internal monologuing and thinking when I was growing up, long story but I was out of social relationships save with my parents for a long time). Some of those aspects include a element of self motivation, one who I picture as a gruff man in his early forties who is always pushing me to do my best. Another side would be a carefree teenage boy who is a bit of a daredevil and lives for the moment. Then there are the femme sides. One is a sweet, girl next door type while another is a rambunctious and naughty teen. I sort of settle into these "moods" from time to time though changing through them can be quite quick as well. I don't consider this to be DID or MPD, but rather just something I do help myself make sense of all that goes on in my mind. As you can also see, I also still interest myself in tg captions and fiction and I also make it a point to educate myself as best I can on transgender topics. But at this stage in my life, it has dwindled to more of an interest than anything.