I am 37 years old, married with no children. We live in a village in the UK just outside of a small city. My wife knows and understands the little girl side of me and supports me as much as she can, of which I am very grateful. I told her about it over 10 years ago now, about 6 months before we got married so it was not a shock after I had given her a ring [giggle]. I can't tell you how it all started, but i do know I had the feelings from 11 years of age. I used to dress up in my mothers things, but they were not really what I wanted. I also used to want to wear nappies, diapers to my American friends and tried to make my own with plastic bags and old towels. They never worked very well and usually ended up with me having wet legs. This went on through most of my school years, with me dressing this way, then hating myself and throwing it all away. Its a hard thing to accept in yourself. I am sure my mother at least suspected what I was doing, but in the british way we have never talked about it.

Things went on this way until I met my wife to be. I had one last effort at being normal and threw it all away again, to no avail. This led me to the final hurdle, to tell her my secret. That was the hardest thing i have ever done. It was before the internet and I was still sure I was the only person in the world that was like this. Well at crunch time I told her, and unsuspecting to me, instead of going mad and running off, she laughed. Not a lot, she just found it kind of funny and gave me a big hug. That changed my life because the next words she said was I suppose I hade better get you some nappies tomorrow baby girl, and thats how it started.

Well, here we are 12 years further down the line, and Karla has progressed slightly. She is no longer a little baby girl, but now a lovely 5 year old. I liked that age because of the pretty things older girls got to wear, baby dresses are so shapeless. I have over 40 dresses now and petticoats, shoes......everything a little girl could want or need. I still like to buy new things because as you know, a little girl can never have too many pretty things. And the nappies, well they were a problem because I still wanted to wear them. I like the feeling they give me, kind of make me feel very little and helpless so we just decided that Karla would just still need them all the time. I know that does'nt quite fit in with a 5 year old, but I am sure it is possible in some cases, and if not.....well its my fantasy {winks}.