I hope you all like this little story that just came to me last night. Kayla :D

It was a Saturday afternoon, mom had just left for her night shift at the hospital and I was by myself, I was eight years old and I had a secret that mom and dad didn’t know about.

I went into my sisters room, she was away at girl scout camp and dad was at the base for the day.

My dad was a Captain in the national guard and wouldn’t be home for quite a while.

When I got in my sisters room I went to her closet, I pulled off my pants and shirt, I grabbed her Cinderella gown costume and put it on, she had a few dress up wigs and I grabbed one that was like the hair Cinderella had in the movie even though it needed to be brushed.

I was brushing the hair out when , “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!!!”

I turned to see my mom standing there in the door with fire in her eyes.

“You little freak” she said as she stomped over and grabbed me by the arm.

Before I knew it I was across her lap, she pulled up the dress and said, “Well at least you aren’t wearing your sisters underwear” then I felt a sharp pain as she brought her hand down across my back side.

I lost count of the strikes at around twenty when she stopped I was dry sobbing, she tossed me on my sisters bed, “You better not get out of that dress, just wait till your dad gets home” she smirked and walked out.

I was terrified of my dad, my dad was an all American man who was a football star in high school and was as far into sports as a man could be, and to top it all off he grew up in Alabama and was as Baptist as the year is long, he’ll probably beat me to death if I’m lucky, I thought as I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up to the sound of a car door shutting, a few minutes later I heard.

“You will never believe what our son was doing” my mom said.

“What was he doing”? my dad said.
“I had forgot my hospital ID badge and when I came home to get it, well why don’t you see for your self”.

“He’s in Becky’s room”.

I heard foot steps and then the door opened, I looked to see my dad standing there, I scooted as far back on the bed as I could, I was against the wall in the Corner.

“Tina stay out here for a bit” my dad said as he closed the door, I buried my head into my knees and covered my head with my hands.

I yelped when I felt his hands grab my shoulder, but then he just gently pulled me over to the edge of the bed and sat beside me.

I was confused and scared, my dad just sat there and looked at me, then he shocked me by smiling.

“Do you want to talk little buddy”?
“You aren’t mad at me”? I asked.

“No I am not mad at you, Your mom is but I will explain about that later”.

“Oh” I said.
“Do you like the dress you are wearing”? he asked.
I slowly nodded yes, “Why are you wearing it”? he asked.

“I don’t know I just like dressing up, I don’t want you to think I’m a sissy dad because I’m not”.

“Son I know your not a sissy, I know your just experimenting”! he said and I just nodded.

“Why are you ok with me dressed like this Dad”? I asked.
“Well son would you like to know a secret”? he said.

I nodded and he walked out of the room for a few minutes, I was scared mom would come back but she had left for work by then.

A few minutes later he came back with a dusty old photo album, he sat it down and then sat beside me.

“Son have you ever heard of a gender neutral family”? he asked.

I shook my head no as he continued, “That’s what I grew up in, when I was younger then you me and your aunt Clare used to dress up together all the time”.

“You did really”? I was shocked, I have always thought of my dad as a real mans man so this was a shock.

“Yes your grand parents used to let me be a girl or a boy anytime I wanted”.

“But didn’t grand dad and uncle mark and other people think you were a sissy”.

“Ha ha, son I may have liked dressing and acting like a girl but I was a long way from being a sissy”.
“Like when I was in high school, I was captain of the foot ball and basket ball teams as well as a gymnastics champ and I also took ballet for a while“.

“Even though I did all those things I still liked hunting fishing and doing things out doors, and I loved sports and hanging with the guys”.

“I was an all American boy who happened to like expressing his feminine side, and I came out all right”.

“And as for my dad and brother, dad was fine with the fact, he said as long as I wasn’t an atheist and still believed in God I could dress how ever I wanted, and your uncle made a better looking girl then I did” he said while smiling.

I was in shock about learning all this about my family on my dads side, my dad has always been my role model a real manly man and that’s what made me so ashamed about liking to dress up.

But now I find out my dad was just like me, wow I thought.

“Hey dad what if I kind of wanted to be a girl, for real I mean“? I was scared because I had thought about wanting to be a real girl for a while.

“Then I guess I would have two daughters instead of one”. he hugged me and I felt like crying.

I looked at the pictures that my dad had, I couldn’t believe it, in some pictures he was a rough and tough boy playing baseball and getting dirty.

And in others he was a cute little blond haired girl having a tea party with his sister and her friends, uncle mark was the same way and to see my uncle now you would never think he was like that.

Even as dad grew older the pictures sometimes showed a boy or a very attractive girl.

“Do you still dress up”? I asked.
“No I’m afraid not, I outgrew that part of my life when I joined the army but I hadn’t dressed for almost a year when I signed up so it was time to put Katie away” he said.

“Was that the name you used when you were dressed up”? I asked.

“Yeah, your grand mother picked it out” he said.

“Why does mom hate me” I asked with a knot in my stomach.

“Hey there now, your mom doesn’t hate you, she just doesn’t under stand is all , but I know she loves you and will come to accept you at some time”.

now how about we go in the kitchen and get something to eat princess”?

I shook my head yes, we went and made us some sandwiches and watched some football.

When mom came home dad sat down and talked to her, it took a while but after a few weeks eventually mom accepted me.

She also came to love helping me get all prettied up, my dad took me to a doctor and I was made by her to dress like a girl for a whole month.

After that I realized that I did like dressing like a girl but I didn’t want to be one.

And by the time I graduated high school I was by far not a sissy, I was one of the best line backers my school had ever had.

And I was head of several clubs and I was dating the head cheerleader, not many people knew about my dressing but Nancy did and loved the fact that if she couldn’t find something to wear all she had to do was call.

I also like my dad became an eagle scout with my local boy scout troop.

I was an all American boy who happened to make one heck of a good looking girl every now and then.

After graduation I went to the after party as Emily, my fem name, there were two more times that I dressed after that, but like dad I guess I grew out of it.

I am now a twenty seven year old farther of three and married to the former head cheerleader of my high school I have also just retired from the national guard after serving six years.

I love my kids and my wife and if I ever find out my kids have more in common with me then they think I will support them.

And I think one of my two sons might be getting into his sisters clothes, but I’m not sure yet, o’well time will tell wont it.

I’ll just have to keep an eye on him I guess.

Just remember people just because a guy likes to dress up and express his girly side every now and then doesn’t mean he is gay or a sissy. that’s all I have to say.

God bless and be safe out there.
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The end.