It began one Halloween. I had nothing to do, so my mom and I were just going to pass out treats at home. We talked about dressing up. Mom was going to be a witch, and I didn't know what I should be. For fun, she suggested that I get dressed up as a girl. So she painted my finger nails and toenails, help me put on makeup, and combed my hair (which was sort of longish) into a girl-style. It was great, the only thing was, that nobody thought that I was wearing a costume. They all just thought that I was a girl. Anyway, the next morning I got up, and I still had the nail polish on, and my mother thought that was quite amusing, and commented on what a nice girl I made. She said that since I still had the polish on, that maybe I should enjoy being a girl for a day. I figured what the heck - it sounded like fun. So I spent the day being a girl. I thought that it was kind of interesting getting to be the opposit gender. Mom actually liked seeing me that way, and teased me about being the dauhgter she never had.
Anyway, it was maybe a week or so later, when my mom asked me one day if I was going to dress as a girl aqgain, just for fun. So we did the whole makeup and polish bit, and I dressed like a girl. I did this several times over the next month. Mom then thought that it would be fun if we went out together that way, with me dressed like a girl. So we did, and we got away with it. No one even looked at me twice. I have to admit that I really started to like how it felt to be a girl sometimes. It was sexy and fun, and since my mother had no problem with it, and like it, I figured why not just enjoy doing that from time to time???????? That all got started two years ago, and my mom nows says that she enjoys having a son who is also a daughter.