The most common question asked by people I meet for the first time in cross-dressing is “Why did you start?” I’m tired of answering that question, so I thought I’d take this opportunity to wrap it up.
One year in mid-September, I landed at Don Mueang Airport in Bangkok, Thailand. Traveling alone on a low-cost airline during the summer vacation of the university is very student-like.
The reason why I went to Thailand was because a foreign girl I happened to be friends with on the Internet was Thai, and she said “I would show you around if you came to visit.”
By the way, when you go abroad alone, it’s really recommended to make local friends in advance like this. Although it depends on the friend, they will guide you to tourist spots, interpret, and even take you to shops for locals that are not listed in the tourist guide.
The girl who I became friends with is probably Chinese-Thai. She took me in a car, so she must be rich. The main language between us was English, but we can speak Japanese quite well because of her work, so I had no trouble communicating.
She said to me, “Come and see me,” and the next day I replied, “I’ve got a flight in two weeks.” She was very surprised. Half of the reason why I really like Thailand is because of this kind girl.
Although she found a place to stay that was close to her house, so it was easy to guide me and the accommodation fee was cheap, but I reserved a hotel in a slightly unsafe location in the city. As most people know when a man goes to Thailand alone, the hotel is within walking distance of Nana Plaza, Bangkok’s famous entertainment district. When I told her where I was staying, she gave me a vague answer, as if she had guessed something, but she didn’t really ask. Thus began my solo trip to Thailand for 8 days and 7 nights.
Pick up a taxi to the hotel from the airport. I should have paid the meter instead of the asking price to avoid getting ripped off, but the asking price wasn’t that expensive so I didn’t mind. The cheerful driver found out that this was a Japanese man, he smiled and said, “I can introduce you to a woman.” When I made a confused face, he said, “Oh, you like ladyboy? Surely I can.” and smiled even more. “Ahaha, no thank you,” I smiled. At that time, I had no idea that I would be wearing women’s clothing after that.
The taxi arrived at the hotel like this, and the driver handed me a phone number saying, “If you need a woman, call me!” I didn’t call him after all, but I don’t feel like I want to try playing like this if I have the next opportunity.
After checking in, I went outside.” The scent of spices that I had been feeling since I left the airport is getting stronger and stronger. I didn’t notice it because I was in the car when I came, but the road from this hotel to the main street is lined with erotic massage shops (I chose it specifically for that reason. ). The girls who are touting customers in front of the store seem to know that I am Japanese. They trying to get in. I didn’t intend to play with them, but since we’d see each other every day on the way to the hotel, after a few days, we’d become good friends, and we’d eat together at food stalls, or even catch a tuk-tuk and ride a little farther for went to a restaurant. Of course I paid.
Next day, the friend who will guide me is join. She took me by car to places such as the Emerald Buddha Temple, Wat Pho, and a boat tour across the Chao Phraya River, as well as outlets, shopping malls, and aquariums that the locals go to. This was my routine for the week, enjoying well-behaved sightseeing during the day, saying goodbye to my friend when the sun went down, taking a shower at the hotel, and heading out to Nana Plaza.
For those people who don’t know Nana Plaza, I explain it’s like a slightly smaller shopping mall where all the tenants are naughty shops. From a man’s point of view, it is the dream land better than Disney.
On the first night I visited, I went through all the shops and tried to taste the atmosphere of each shop. They are touted everywhere, but they aren’t as pushy as the girls at the small massage parlor near the hotel. While I was worrying about it, I finally got tired of walking, so I go to a bar that I had decided to visit only once in advance.
Its name is “Obsession”. Shops in Nana Plaza can be roughly divided into three types: “shops that only have girls”, “shops that only have ladyboys”, and “shops that have both and you don’t know which girl is in front of you”. So, if you go to Nana Plaza, you will regret it if you don’t check in advance which store the store belongs to. Well, you go without researching anything, and if you really like her, you can enjoy it either way. I think that is more fun, and I think that kind of sloppiness is also the charm of Thailand. After all, each person is different.
And Obsession is a “shop with only ladyboys” and a “specialty shop with cock”. Thailand is the land of smiles. A charming girl and a beautiful transsexual. With such an image, I rushed into Obsession alone, calling it a field trip to social studies. Of course I had no intention of playing. I was just going to drink beer while looking at beautiful ladyboys to rest my tired legs.
However, when I saw the real thing, there were “girls prettier than girls” there. and extremely positive. “It’s silicon! Try to touch it ♡” without any hesitation and invites my hand to her own tits. If you listen carefully, the voice is that of a man, but such a gap stimulates the depths of your heart. I don’t usually drink much alcohol, but with the help of Singha beer, which is unique to Southeast Asia and makes me drink a lot because of its light taste, before I knew it, I had given my OK to the pay bar’s invitation.
Now, let me explain how the go-go bar works. Customers are first seated and order their own drinks (for now, Singha!). The center of the store is a dance stage, and girls with number tags are waiting for a your call while dancing on the stage in turn. When the customer tells the clerk the number of the girl he likes, the girl will come to your seat, order her drink, and enjoy the conversation with the drink. Most of the time, the girls will invite you to “pay bar”. A pay bar is a commission paid to the store, meaning that the sales of the store while the daughter is away is compensated for, in other words, the fee for taking the girl out of the store. be.
“My wife is sleeping at my hotel, so I cannot take her!”
Don’t worry, Nana Plaza has a perfect love hotel for it. There are short payers and long payers, and short payers usually end up playing at the hotel, and long payers often take them back to their own hotels until morning. Many people may be reluctant to take them back to the hotel where their luggage is stored, and when it’s early in the night when the store just opened, even if you invite them to go long, you’ll be rejected by girls (still with other customers’ short is expected), short is recommended.
Don’t forget to tip the girl after playing at the hotel even paying for your drink, the girl’s drink, and the pay bar. Of course, you don’t have to take it home. Even if you see something different when you see it up close, order a drink and after you’re done chatting, give a heartfelt tip. Then she will leave feeling good.
By the way, there are quite a few sightseeing like me at Obsession. I don’t know if it’s a wife or what, but some people came with women. She also treated her wife with a strong sense of service. It seems that it also meets the demand.
When I accept the pay bar, she happily takes my hand and disappears into the back of the store saying, “Well then, I’ll change clothes.” I finished the payment in the meantime, and while I was waiting, I started to calm down a bit, but it was already too late. I’m going to a hotel with a girl with a dick.
The cuteness of her, who has changed from a sexy costume for use in the shop to plain clothes for going out, is also exceptional. I leave the shop with her, other customers silently ask me, “Are you okay? Do you understand and play?” Even the feeling of gaze piercing my back gave me a feeling of elation.
The love hotel attached to Nana Plaza is a little old, but it’s not much different from Japan, and there was a old lady sitting alone at the reception. It was impressive that the “girl” I brought here showed her what seemed to be her ID to the old lady. Maybe that’s the rule here. As I wondered if she was underage or to prevent us from getting involved in crime, I met the eyes of the old lady who had finished checking her ID. Her identification should have proven that she was a being with a cock, but that’s nothing new here. She casts a gaze that tests my resolve, pays the hotel fee in response to that, and then the sound of the shower echoes through the dimly lit room.
It looks more feminine than women, but it’s a splendid towering thing. In conclusion, I indulged in that perverted pleasure. It was a one-week stay, but I went to Nana Plaza every night. I didn’t have such a plan, so naturally ran out of money, but I really wanted to play, so I told my ex-girlfriend what happened and asked her to send me the money. When I told her, “I want to play with a ladyboy,” my ex-girlfriend, who was addicted to Ushijima-kun(It is very famous manga in Japanese)laughing and offered me with big profit, but I have to say “OK”. Even on the night of my return home, I stopped by before heading to the airport. I had a big backpack with a week’s stuff in it, so I was humiliated by being stopped by the security guard at the entrance of Nana Plaza and having the contents checked, but considering the fun I had after that, I didn’t mind at all.
The girl I played with on the last day was unforgettable. Anyway, the flight time was approaching, so on the last day, I headed to another ladyboy specialty store other than Obsession. Sometimes the Obsession was crowded. I didn’t have time to carefully examine it, and I was invited by a good girl who said, “I can speak Japanese.” I used to play with Ladyboy every night during my stay, so I’m already used to playing. Playing with her without hesitation, sink into the world of immorality with her cute screams as BGM…
She said.
“I want to insert it soon ♡”
“Yeah… Huh? Insert it? To me?”
“It’s alright-Na ♡ I do gently-Na ♡”
“Wh…what?”
Now that I think about it, this may have been my first step towards cross-dressing.
I continued to ruminate on the memories of the past week on the flight back home, even though my buttocks felt uncomfortable. A giant reclining Buddha, delicious food, ladyboys, ladyboys, ladyboys…
It was the fourth day, I went to “shop that has both” as a test. The first thing that caught my eyes was a petite and charming girl. She said, “Are you Japanese? I love Japanese people.” To be honest, she’s a genuine girl, but if this girl had that thing, I wouldn’t believe anything anymore. With that in mind, I waited for her to take a shower. I saw ID which she left casually when used at the reception desk, on the side table of the bed. I thought it was bad, but I glanced at it, I was filled with a strange feeling of relief and regret that the word “woman” was clearly written there.
In Thailand, girls are petite and charming, ladyboys are slender and beautiful. I promised never forget this.
“You’re whiter than me as a woman. I envy you.”
She muttered, rubbing my breasts in the bed. Is it pity for me for not being able to fulfill the purpose of most of the men who come here? I read somewhere that, in Thailand, being white-skinned is a symbol of wealth, and that there is a white-skinned belief that the whiter the better. In that case, it might have been the heartfelt feelings she leaked out, but to me, who was a little hurt, I paid as much as I could to her really cute smile and left the hotel. All I could do was escape to the Obsession on that feet. At that time, my lower body must have understood me better than anyone else.
Even after I returned to Japan, my admiration for that gorgeous night world, which could be called an obsession, lingered for a while, and I couldn’t bear it anymore. I decided to go see Japanese ladyboy then headed to Tokyo. I arrived at a transvestite bar. In Japan, I had no experience of sex clubs but also cabaret clubs. Let’s go to that wonderful world once again.
The inside of the bar was decorated cutely, and there were a few table seats at the counter, and there was also a dressing room in the back for changing clothes. Customers can also dress up as women and have fun here. If you close your eyes to the discomfort you feel when you hear the voice, the girls who are serving customers as clerks are unmistakably girls themselves.
It’s a crossdressing bar, so it’s strictly different from the ladyboys who do surgery and silicon, and there’s no obscene system like a pay bar, but the sense of perversion they give is just as good as that night. The way to spend time here is to enjoy a healthy drink with it as a side dish. It seems that the clerk have some female fans, and there was even a female customer who came to meet them.
It was worth coming to Tokyo.
As the night lately, one of the customers sitting next to me at the counter suggested that I dress up as a woman. I was swept away by the alcohol I had forgotten how many I had already drunk. You need to pay some money, but they lend you costumes and wigs, and the clerk will do your makeup for you. It wasn’t the first time in my life that I had worn women’s clothing or made up, but when I looked at myself in the finished mirror and thought it wasn’t so bad, it seemed that I had already made up my mind.
Before I knew it, I had ordered a set of makeup tools, women’s clothes, and underwear on the flight back from Tokyo. I muttered that I might have found a hobby that costs a lot of money again.
As it is, I tried to dress up myself as a woman for the first time at home, and on that day I went to meet a man, giving him the opportunity to think about the act and existence of “dressing as a woman”, and I go out to the park night after night. That’s another story.
That’s the outline of how I started cross-dressing. I can’t help but feel that more than half of this is just a travel diary about Thailand, but the existence of Thailand has had such an impact on me that it can’t be helped. As expected when speaking verbally, “I got hooked on ladyboys in Thailand, so I went to a cross-dressing bar in Tokyo, and I got hooked on cross-dressing”, but if I were to write down what I really wanted to report, it would be about this amount of writing and enthusiasm.
女装/旅行/Steam