My panty obsession started at 4yrs old.
I was helping my mom with laundry I picked up a pair of silky panties,they were either my moms or my sister,4yrs older than me.From that point on I was hooked on the overwhelming sensations the panties gave me,but it wasn’t until I was starting puberty when the hormones took off I became panty obsessive.
I started out with my moms pink bra and girdle, I would sneak out in the middle of the night and run up the street just dressed in her bra and girdle ,hiding behind bushes if I saw a person or car coming.Then on the way back I would run as fast as I could almost getting caught by a car driving by,they would honk and slow down to check out what they saw.Having no clothes other than what I was wearing got me super excited about being seen and almost caught.One other time I was dressed in a bra ,garter belt and stockings and a pair of ganny panties all in black,with a ALine dress that was yellow and Mary Jane shoes.
I was again out in the middle of the night cutting through a yard when all of a sudden I must’ve startled some people going by a window,all of a sudden I hear some people yelling at me, I started running but wasn’t quite fast enough,one of the people managed to get a hold of the back of my dress collar and pulled as hard as he could and ripped the back of my dress to almost completely open exposing my garter belt and panties and stockings my bra got ripped and as I ran the dress came down around my hips and slid to me ground almost tripping me.After that all I could hear were cat whistles and the person behind me yelling it’s a boy lets get him.
I was so scared that I ran fast enough to lose them.
I lost one of my shoes so I ended up barefoot in stockings.
So after all that I had to run around in my underwear trying to avoid being seen.Made it almost all the way home when I had to cross a busy street which I managed but a bus full of people saw me crossing and the driver honked,there I am fully exposed and to top things off I had a giant hardon in my panties.But the worst is yet to come .
I continued on my way home being careful not to get caught and all of a sudden a cop car pulled up out of nowhere, I ran but they managed to catch me in a back yard,so they cuffed my hands behind me and walked me to their car which was a at the corner of the street.Most of the neighborhood was asleep except for a few older people sitting on their porches and I’ve never seen before,the walk was a walk of embarrassment being only in my girlie underwear but as luck would have it I knew the cops and the one asked why I was dressed like this so I explained and I told them the full moons get my hormones pumping and I get this urge to run around at night in drag just to give people a show.
The cops let me go with a warning next time I would be put in lockup dressed up or not panties and all.So they let me go and I had to walk back home in my bra and panties again dodging people who might see me.
Boner city…!
