I will try to keep this short but still tell you how my life turned one day. I used to cross dress when I lived at home from time to time. My mother knew I did it when she found the stash of cloths I had of hers, while she was cleaning my room. She confronted me about it and I tried to lie my way out of it. Mom knew better and told me that it was okay with her. When my birthday came around she bought me many gifts and I was puzzled why so many. She could not wait for me to open them. This is when my life turned and never was the same again. The first one was some girls training bras, then several pairs of lacy panties, then knee-high socks, two blouses and two skirts and some marry jane shoes. I was kind of embarrassed but mom told me it was okay and had me dress for her while she helped. Your so pretty she told me and said she would do my hair after breakfast. After that day mom insisted that I ware my girly clothes when I came home from school. When summer brake came I was kept dressed full time as a girl. Mom had expanded my wardrobe to include, shorts and nighties along with extras of everything. She taught me how to polish my nails and style my now long hair and add ribbions. I was her daughter for the whole summer and I liked it. When school was three weeks away from starting we moved and mom kept me as her daughter. I lived as a girl from then on and I still do.