I should have updated this earlier but I never got around to it. So her goes.
My mom immediately felt my bra straps when she hugged me. She took a step back and my sister hugged me. Then they both looked at my chest then at each other then back to my as they both started laughing and giggling. My mom asked me if I was wearing a bra. Why I was wearing a bra. Meanwhile my aunts, my cousins and nieces were giving me hugs and saying hello.
My wife intervened and said yes I was wearing a bra and she told them about my gyne and she said my doctor told me to wear a bra everyday from now on for support like a girl does for her boobs. My dad, uncles, brother in law all left the room and somehow I was ushered into the living room where an hour conversation ensued.
I was asked about my bras and how I felt wearing a bra. We discussed bra shopping, bra sizes, what everyone loves about their bras and what they hate about their bras. It was a very awkward and embarrassing experience. I learned way too much about everyone.
The next day the guys mellowed out and the woman all treated me normal. It was as if I had always been wearing a bra and it was totally normal for everyone to see me wearing a bra. It was a huge deal when I arrived but now it was nothing.
We went back at Christmas. That was a big surprise for me too. My niece got me a camisole with a built in bra. My sister got me a v-neck women’s top. My wife got me a pair of silky women’s pajamas. My mom put a five pack of pastel color bikini panties in my stocking as a stocking stuffer—she buys everyone underwear every year. I never told her I switched to panties and neither did my wife.
As I opened my gifts nobody laughed or made jokes. It was like somehow it was suddenly normal for me to get women’s clothing for Christmas. I thought my dad would be like, “that’s gay!” But nope. I literally got the identical package of panties (in my size) as my wife, sister, and niece and that was just normal now. The sad part is I was there on Black Friday when mom bought all the packages of panties. I should have known somehow they were for me when she bought too few tighty whites for all the guys.
It’s now the end of January and I have been wearing a bra for going on six months. I’ve been wearing panties for about three and a half to four months and I started wearing my other women’s clothes since Christmas. I was apprehensive about wearing a bra and nervous about my family members finding out but now I’m completely comfortable with it and my whole family is very supportive.