Crazy article I came across about cross-dressing in the military in the early 20th century. Most of it looks more like guys goofing around than anything, and if there is anything sexual, it's usually not trappish, but faggish.
This image was one of the exceptions.
>A cross-dressing actor at the Friedrichsfeld prisoner-of-war camp in Germany exposes her legs to the viewer
Some of if was definitely trappish in description.
>One interesting aspect of these theaters, as documented by homosexual rights pioneer and psychologist Magnus Hirshfeld in his Sexual History of the World War, was the attention given to prima donnas, young soldiers appearing as beautiful women. They had many admirers who would shower them with gifts such as jewelry, makeup, and chocolates. At times, the divas would become involved in love triangles and spats of jealousy, much as might happen in civilian life. A first-hand account by British Fusilier Eric Hiscock (quoted in Cameos of the Western Front by Paul Chapman) rather colorfully describes the phenomenon of soldiers deluding themselves in seeing the men in drag as real women:
>What astonishes me is the way the two “females” engendered excitement among their rude and rough male audiences. Why did those Fusiliers, not long out of the line, fight for seats near to the improvised stage? To be near enough to detect the rouged and powdered cheeks that a few hours earlier had been shaved with an Army razor? To decide that the swelling bosoms under the flimsy dresses were false. . . Judging from the way they sat and goggled at the drag on stage it was obvious that they were indulging in delightful fantasies that brought to them substantial memories of the girls they had left behind them. . . As the Quarter-master Captain lisped after performing before a particular rapt audience: “I bet there were more standing pricks than snotty noses tonight.” Astonishingly, ’I suspect he was right.
More here (scroll way down, last article) http://www.metropostcard.com/metropcbloga11.html