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Hi, greetings to readers of this most enjoyable site. I have browsed here a few times but never contributed; not sure why really. My wife says I have a lot to say about most things but this is much harder to share. I think I became a DL as a result of childhood punishment from a step mother. It sounds somewhat trite or fictional but more common than people like to believe back in the 1960’s. A regular punishment was to come home from school and be made to wear one of my sister’s skirts and a petticoat along with a school hat (boater) - not sure why but that was the order and the alternative was a very whippy cane or whatever other implement came to hand. Nappy wearing wasn’t usually enforced on school days but sometimes on shopping trips to a nearby town which meant a trip on the bus and being made to sit separately sometimes with a pacifier which according to my step mum would show everyone what a baby boy I was. Plastic pants used to make a lot of noise in those days and that was bad enough but the pacifier was the ultimate humiliation as a 5-6 year old. Strangely though I was not forced to use my nappy. I was taken to the public toilets and mother used to pull down my shorts and sometimes unpin my nappy so I could urinate in the trough or down the bowl; I can’t remember exactly. ‘These episodes turned into a lifelong interest in the subject and at an early stage in our relationship, I shared my history with my wife - girlfriend at the time. She prefers I indulge in my interests when she isn’t around although she tolerates various night time attire that I love. She has never understood how something that started off as a punishment and involved embarrassment and a degree of humiliation could hold such an attraction and interest. I guess I don’t either really, but I accept it is a part of me and it is a great stress reliever. Being a DL combines with a degree of transvestism although opportunity is rare but fun when it arises and my wife quite enjoys having a uniformed maid to complete housework. It is rarely a sexual thing but there is a degree of electricity buzzing around for both of us when I’m dressed. However, my wife is usually far too worried about a knock at the door or someone seeing us that she struggles to relax and enjoy the time and is usually more at ease when I put Petula back in the wardrobe and assume the normal role. ‘it is a strange world we live in and there are many questions far more important that remain unanswered so I’ll continue to enjoy the occasional session and enjoy reading other people’s experiences and stories and explanations for how we arrived here!
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From the album: Sissy babies
Imagine the humiliation of being put into nappies and frilly baby clothes, and then being restrained while your Aunty allows her daughters to come in and see you. -
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Take an old pair of Euroflex pants where the elastic has perished, replace with new elastic, and the add an outer layer of Broderie Anglaise, joined at the waist but separate at the leg. Put a frill of Broderie on the back.-
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