The Slippery Slope (Cont. from Beginnings)

As this is a continuation of the story from my last post, i will very quickly just mention the time and event that triggered this downward spiral into my sissyhood.

It was in the middle of college, totally moved on from my previous escapades that i brushed off at the time as "experimentation", and all of a sudden, when going home from a night of drinking with friends, saw a woman sports bra hanging from a branch on a bush, and took it home with me.

In my drunken state, i decided to try it on, you know...just for fun, in the confinements of my room. And while it was hard to put it on, since it was obviously a couple of numbers smaller than my size, but i still managed somehow.
While i did have a fetish for sexy lingerie, I mostly looked at the stockings and garter belts, not so much as bras, so wearing a bra was not as exciting in itself...but...

There was a very strange feeling that i can vaguely describe as arousing. not by the bra itself, but the tight feeling it encased my chest. The form fitting goodness that somehow felt very, very right. having an article of clothing that , in spite of being a couple of sizes too small, felt incredible. The fire was lit, passions rekindled, and forgotten memories returned combined with the stress of the time i was in...i wanted to feel more...i NEEDED to feel more.

Then my secret missions began : to obtain sexy lingerie for myself, but the ultimate goal at that time was to get some sexy stockings(probably fishnet) for myself. The plan was to just enter some local stores or supermarkets and "casually" buy them. But in the beginning, i always chickened out, and just went to multiple stores to see if they even have such stuff. Luckily for me, they did, it was so exciting but at the same time nerve-wrecking to see that my goal was very close. but i always was too scared at how i would look like, buying woman's articles, a young man. some local mini-market even had multiple variations of sexy stockings!!