Halloween
1987
One of my guiding principles as a Transvestite came from a letter a woman wrote to the Editor which I once read in a magazine many years back. The letter went something like this:
Dear Editor:
I wanted to comment on your article on men dressing up as women. I don't see anything wrong with a man wearing the clothes of a woman; however my only complaint is that when men get dressed up as women they only get dressed during the times a woman has a good time such as a party. The men never get dressed up during the difficult times such as wearing a bra when it is over 100 degrees outside or when a woman is pregnant.
Upon reading this letter I decided that if I wanted to dress as a woman I would have to dress during those times that the woman who wrote the letter mentioned.
Since that time I have been simulating pregnancy and working to improve the form to obtain as close to a real pregnancy as I can. Now before all of our genetic females out there respond by saying that a man can never experience what it is like to be really pregnant. Let me respond by saying I know that I can never experience a "real" pregnancy with all it's problems.
That experience is reserved for the females that we all try to emulate.
The night before Halloween I got dressed up pregnant and went to my church's
Halloween party.
Since my church does not approve of my crossdressing I made a clown's outfit to
cover my maternity form. I have to sleep in the form the night before I go
out in public as it helps my body accept the form and helps create the
"pregnant waddle". On Halloween Day my wife held a birthday
party for our son who's birthday was not until late November. During the
party I was talking to the women there and they accepted me as a real pregnant
woman. This was evident as their conversation was not as reserved as it
would have been if a man would have been in the room. I guess that even though I
did not try to hide my real identity or talk in a high voice their subconscious
could not accept that I wasn't a real pregnant female.

That night I went out Trick or Treating at a mall near our home and also around the neighborhood. I had to change shoes from heels to flats half way through as my back, legs, and feet were hurting. A lot of people wondered if I was a real woman or not. I slept in the form on Halloween night and then had to remove it because of my wife. The form weighed 23 pounds and was made of foam and lead pellets.
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