Growing up before the internet, if one had the urge to crossdress you were probably convinced that you were the only one in the world with this bizarre desire. And without even discussing it, you knew it was wrong. So if someone makes you wear a dress, well, it's still horrible but you had no choice.
I never expected to be in a forced fem situation myself, but....
I wouldn't make someone else dress. It's not in my nature to make people do what I want. I wouldn't be on the receiving end because, well, I'm OK with dressing. There are aspects some like (pain, or humiliation, for instance) which I'd not do voluntarily, but that's not my fantasy either.
But, quite inadvertently, I treated a male as a female, and referred to him by female pronouns and a female name. But it's quite clear "she" is male, and wouldn't pass for female and I don't plan to change my behaviour.
So for the next 15+ years the only full-time male in the apartment is going by the name "Gem." She doesn't seem to mind. I guess cockatiels can learn some works but not their meaning.
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| Yes, no doubt she's a boy. |
