Hiding My Arms and Legs Relaxes Me
Ever since I was a small boy I have found comfort and pleasure hiding my arms and legs inside my clothes. To begin with at age 7 I loved wearing my Dad's oversized pyjamas to bed and knotting the arms and legs so that I felt trapped. My family were kind to me and for Christmas and Birthdays they obliged by answering my request for adult size nightshirts and pyjamas which I adored, even though they worried about me tripping up and injuring myself.
By accident one of my distant aunts got confused and bought me a pair of winceyette ladies nighties with pretty flowers and lace for my birthday. I was hooked and thereafter I could hide my arms and legs inside girly sissy nighties and parade around the house pretending to be a girl. My pocket money was often spent in ladies shops supposedly buying a feminine nightie or pyjamas for my mother or imaginary aunts. I also went to jumble and rummage stores buying vintage ladies nightie very cheaply.
My parents never worried about this and soon my father and another brother were enjoying the comfort and pleasure of wearing girly nightwear. Their hidden desires to be gender fluid had been realised in a safe and homely environment.