I wasn’t sure if many folks would see it, so I hope it’s ok to post it ‘standalone’.
How did you start? This is my story.
Back in the late 60’s/70’s, as a young boy, I was living with my parents and an older brother (by 6 years) in a north London flat that was part of a three storey townhouse.
The ground floor flat belonged to an elderly couple, I believe there were the owners.
We had the first floor flat and top floor flat was occupied by a single mum and her young daughter Susan.
Susan was a couple of years older than me but we developed a very good friendship and would play together regularly at weekends, evenings and school holidays.
It was not unusual for Susan to join us on day trips out during school holidays, allowing her mum to go to work. My brother didn’t like Susan but it was great for me because it felt like I had a sister! Once or twice on these day trips, Susan would bring her shiny black plastic raincoat with coloured spots on it. I noticed it but didn’t pay too much attention to it. More shortly….
We were virtually inseparable and we also used to do sleepovers before sleepovers became ‘a thing’. More on this shortly.
Aside from the usual board games, puzzles and jigsaws, it was not unusual for us to role play games, typically mums and dads, doctors and nurses plus any other variation you can think of.
Susan being older than me, always decided on who was who in these games. When it came to doctor and nurse games, she always wanted to be the doctor! I would argue that I couldn’t be a nurse because nurses are girls.
And then it happened! She said I could one of the doctors that did operations, a surgeon. Susan insisted that I wear her plastic raincoat back to front like an apron! Again I objected but knew I wasn’t going to win this argument.
She held the coat open inviting me to hold my arms up in front so she could slide the coat around me.
Within seconds of being enclosed within this coat, and she started to button it behind me, I started to feel a tingling inside me. This was a new feeling for me but I couldn’t tell you what it was! I know now, of course.
We played for ages with me wearing this raincoat. At one point I pulled the hood up over my face and my senses were overwhelmed by the plastic smell! I was hooked!
Every time, thereafter, I would look for an excuse to wear the coat in any game we played!!
I even wore it to bed when we had sleepovers.
Because we lived in the same house effectively, our sleepovers were quite regular.
But there was one problem that I had when it came to sleeping. I was also a bed wetter!!!
On those occasions when I went to sleep in Susan’s bedroom my mum made me wear plastic knickers.
I used to beg her to not to make me wear them, but her response was always the same!
‘When you can sleep through consecutive nights without wetting the bed, then I will stop but until then, the plastic pants remain!’
This actually continued until I started secondary school!
I was always worried that Susan would find out and take the Mickey out of me! When she did find out, having seen me pulling my pyjama bottoms up, she asked me about them.
When I explained, her response was surprising!
‘I used to do that but I grew out of it. It happens all the time and you too will grow out of it.’
At this she hugged me and I was never worried about it and her knowing again.
But over time of our playing together, I used to associate the plastic knickers and the raincoat together.
So it was that the seed was sown and from that day I became hooked on plastic and ultimately PVC wear.
As we got older Susan and I drifted apart. Not surprising really. I inherited the coat because Susan put a growth spurt on and developed a very ample chest!!
Susan and her mum eventually moved away, up north I believe, and was never heard from again.
As I got older, I continued on the plastic and PVC route, which in turn developed into a cross dressing fetish.
Today, I still have a large collection of raincoats. My wife knows of my dressing and raincoat fetish. She thinks I’m weird because she doesn’t understand what it is about raincoats. I’ve tried explaining and she’s even worn some for day to day as well as for play nights but she finds them cold and clammy to wear.
Fortunately, I do meet with like minded folks who also enjoy the plastic and pvc wear. I also ‘experiment’ with some ABDL dressing, the link to plastic being obvious. Not into nappies and soiling etc. just love the role play and having a daddy or mummy to play with!!
I now go by the name of SuzySue, in tribute/deference to my childhood friend Susan!
I invite comments and thoughts.
Kind regards
SuzySue
and took a piece of skin off my finger which caused a lot of pain she stopped and said if i was alright as she bent down to explain she was sorry, the rustle of her Mac was heavenly with the pain from my finger as well started to feel quite aroused and the bulge in my shorts was getting bigger she noticed this and said with a smile on her face did you enjoy that and stood up and walked away as for me i got up and rushed to the sea to stop my embarrassment.that was the first time I associated shiny Mac's and pain at the same time