Have you ever made or gotten a sibling to cross dress?

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1. Pookie says:

   July 29, 2010 at 7:16 pm

   When I was a senior in college I got engaged and made plans for a wedding after graduation. My aunt told me that as a wedding gift she wanted to make the wedding gown for me. So together we picked out a pattern, and we went shopping for the fabrics and we designed the veil, and all the details. Then I had to go back to college for my final semester. She was careful to get all my measurements correct before I left because my college was too far away for me to come home on weekends.

   Now my little brother was 14 years old at the time. When I was saying my good-byes to my family I jokingly told my little brother that I was counting on him to serve as the manikin for my aunt. I said that in front of all my family. I just laughed and didn’t think anymore about it.

   Soon I started receiving letters from home that the dress was coming along fine and my little brother made an excellent manikin. His body measurements was a reasonable match for the dress. How funny! I told them that I found their joke real funny. Then the pictures started coming. He really was being used as the manikin for the wedding dress. This was how he was using every Saturday.

   I was concerned about my brother’s welfare and wanted to make sure that he was okay with this arrangement. I was assured that he was fine and had developed a routine. When my aunt would come over he would don a girdle, bra and petticoat. Just to stay modest, he would wear one of my old prom dresses until he was summoned to model the wedding gown. When he had to take the wedding gown off he would return back to the prom dress, and wait for the next call to model, and back again.

   My aunt was amused by his cross-dressing and decided he needed a wig and heels to complete the transformation. After the gown was complete they started work on the veil, and my little brother was still being used as the model. They tried to make him look as much like me as possible and sent me pictures so I would know what I would look like in my wedding dress.

   When school was finally over and I was able to return home, they all showed me the wonderful work they had done and they were eager for me to try it on. I joked that I hope I look as good in it as my brother does. They really did a first class job, and it fit fine, but I still wanted to see it on my little brother. So they brought my brother over to show me how he wore it. I insisted that I wanted to see the full transformation. So I made him wear the girdle, pantyhose, petticoat, heels, wig, padded bra, jewelry, make-up, everything. I wanted to see how I would look walking down the aisle. So I took his hand in my arm and we walked up and down the house smiling and waving at everyone. After all the trouble of dressing him up it seemed a waste to just stop now. I told him that I needed the dress back, but I would be so happy to give him my old prom dress that he would wear between fittings. I told him I did not want my prom dress back, it was his now. I thanked him for his services fitting my wedding gown, and I told him that he also looked beautiful in my prom dress. Since it was his now, he could wear it as long as he wanted.
2. Britt P says:

   July 29, 2010 at 7:16 pm

   Who would do that u noob