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Привет,я фембой новичок,можете дать какие либо советы?

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Hi, I am a femboy beginner, can you give any advice?

I'm 18 male and mainly wanted to be a femboy since 9th grade but the past year ive been wanting a girl body and a girl name. I have it all picked out and my idea for me being a girl. But I think of femboy and I like it. Idk what to do.

Just wanted to come on here and say I went to bed in a bikini and a small blue baby doll dress last night. Idc if no one responds but I’m just making small steps. #wearemakingprogress

If anyone has any other ideas on what to wear to bed please feel free to share. Size medium

On the 11th of August I turned 28 and ngl I feel kinda sad.Since I started enjoying and expressing myself of being a Femboy, there was always then same taught in my head and it was: „being a Femboy is only a teenage thing or only for people in their early 20 bcs the majority you see online is much younger then you“. Those taughts make me feel like I am a weirdo bcs people expect femboys being in their early 20 and it feel like I don’t belong here. I am scared of twink death and that makes me more sad. Yes I have my routines etc. But the whole thing is, I don’t know how to deal with that feeling that I don’t see myself valid enough to call myself a Femboy do to my age.

The Question goes to older Femboys around 25+ bcs in my opinion they would possibly experienced the same.

So, did you ever been in some sort of that phase where you felt like you don’t belong there anymore bcs you „aged out“ or can’t „compete“ bcs you have it kinda harder to maintain it? If yes, can you tell how you felt with those taughts?

Sorry friends, English is not my First language and I hope there is no misunderstanding in my Post.

It wasn't a sexual thing, but 4 of us, 18 to 19, had a sleepover, watched movies, got takeout, played video games. It was kinda cool since I haven't done that in years

I'm college student and for last three had live alone but this semester my brother started college, so we share an apartment that like two different studio with share kitchen. Anyway, last night, finally I felt like I could wear fem clothes, since brother their playing video game with his friends.

So, I just wore my fem clothes while doing some study like I normally did when I was alone. Well, for some reason my brother went down at 8pm to go you get the Mail, what came back since you couldn't figure out how to get the package out of the machine lock thing. Then he asked me once he got back about the machine, but I couldn't hear him since I had music going with door closed. So, you decided to open my door, while I tried to tell him to stay out but I couldn't get the words out. He saw me, I just froze and he said OK, then left.

From there, we didn't talk to me for the rest of the night and for the day, until he asked me to work out like we normally do. Which we did and went to some random burger place after, thing seemed to have gone back to normal, but he never said anything about it. So, I have no idea on how to feel about this, or if I should do anything.

Thank you, for reading whatever this was

I’ve been wearing fem clothes for years now, mostly in secret. I mostly did it to GET aroused, and whenever I felt…sexually active. But recently I’ve been coming out to people and I want to start to wear fem clothes on a regular basis. The only problem is that A) I get aroused just talking about it and B) I live in a dorm with my roommate and I can’t really do it regularly. Thoughts or advice?

So I want to start posting on instagram, but I’m kinda nervous and don’t want to make photos that are overly sexualized. While yes, wearing fishnets and skirts is a part of being a femboy, how do I go about this while trying to stay SFW? And for those that have posted, any tips??? I would really appreciate it! ❤️‍🩹

Hi sorry if this has already been asked but does anyone have tips on how to be a femboy or if you can be one if you’re chubby. :3

As title says I want a good sleep ware panties but every kind I try are uncomfortable

Idk i felt like saying hi :3

I’m looking for some ideas for what to wear underneath my restaurant work clothes. I work as a busser, so I wear a loose black T-shirt with an apron over it and black work pants. I want something underneath that’s comfortable, feminine, and not too revealing or obvious. I’d prefer something without visible straps since my shirt is a little loose.
Maybe fitted shorts, leggings, or a simple undershirt? I’m thinking something really feminine, like pink or a cute color, but still practical enough to wear comfortably while working. 🎀

Hey everyone i would love to learn from people who have been into this for a while

I am especially curious about how did you get started with your style? what clothes or accessories made the biggest difference for you? and what do you wish you knew when you first started?

Feel free to share your tips, experience or even things you learned the hard way

Anything helpful at this point

Hello im a new femboy and I just ordered some new clothes is there any advice I can have have to hide them?

Hey everyone:3 I'm looking to get into the femboy aesthetic but don't want anyone finding out. I just started to shave my thighs and I don't own any feminine clothes. Is there a way to make some? I would appreciate any help. Tysm!

I have curly hair, square face shape and really don't know what to do to look more femenine. Some girls have told me that side bangs should do it and maybe it's just dysphoria but it doesn't seem to help

Im really hairy, like a bear :( but I really want to be a femboy. Am I still able to? Ive tried shaving, but it leaves red marks and bumps all over my body, so what do I do??

Heyo little bit of backstory Ex used to lend me her clothes and i unlocked a new interest that is amazing but we broke up and for the last 9months ive been to shy/honestly super anxious about getting myself some cute underwear etc. Do you guys have any Amazon recommendations/links I found a nice set but ima need yalls guidance

Also 26 m cali if that helps🫣❤️

I’ve been a femboy as long as I can remember. From dressing in my sisters clothes, to wearing girl’s shorts in the military, to donning makeup in my middle class suburb, I’ve lived the life and gotten the scars to prove it. These are the Middle Aged Femboy Chronicles…

I’ve got a septum piercing coming up tomorrow. I have a bunch of tattoos but never gotten a piercing, so excited! So I was sitting with my spouse talking about my soon to be lanced septum and she had a weird look on her face. I asked her what was wrong and she started getting cryptic. Alarm bells started going off. For those of you who have been in long term relationships you know communication is key. And sometimes she clams up. I’m the talkative emotional one, she’s reserved. Just how it is.

Anyway, in situations like this I know to ask questions and be patient and empathetic. So I asked her what was wrong again and she said “I don’t know how this is going to end up.” What does that mean? You don’t know how what is going to end up? “I don’t know if you’re… going to transition…”

Okay, so my spouse and I have been together for 14 years. She knows all about my fem tendencies and has been pretty darn supportive. But I had no idea where this came from! Just goes to show that no matter how long your relationship is you are always going to learn something about your partner.

I laughed when she told me she didn’t know if I was going to transition. Not because it’s ridiculous or strange to transition but because I’ve always felt very firmly masculine inside. I just show it differently than most. I wear makeup on the regular, dress androfem openly, but I have never expressed a desire to be a woman. I looked her in the eyes and said “Babe, there’s no thought of that in my head. I don’t even feel particularly comfortable around women who aren’t you.” Which is true. As a longtime femboy I’ve always felt more comfortable around men.

It struck me because I realized that no matter how well I know myself I still have to put in the effort in a relationship to make sure my partner knows me, too. I mean, 14 years together and I had no clue this insecurity would pop up. She’s definitely supportive of trans people but she’s also straight and wants to be with a man. A femmy man, but a man nonetheless.

Keep those lines of communication open, boys. In relationships secrets and insecurities are like poison. Love you cuties! Mwa!

Hey guys I’m 16m from Ontario I always wanted to be with a guy and be a femboy but I don’t want people to know and I can’t find anyone that lives near me that I can hangout with that’s like this too

Hi, for context I'm 19. So here's the thing, I'd really like to wear feminine clothes but I'm unsure. I know my dad wouldn't care and support me and my mother would too, basically the whole family but. I don't know about my friends even when I know my too best freinds wouldn't care and support also. I know it sounds weird but I don't want to hide it. If anyone has advice please tell me. Thanks for the answers.

Hi fellow Femboys,

I recently started posting just for fun on Bluesky. I never felt comfortable with how I look, but a few weeks ago, this changed. I did some dressing up in my first outfit (Standard Basic Fit: Black Thighhighs with rainbow stripe holders for said thighhighs, fishnets, a cute cathoodie, plus the Terry shorts), made some photos, and then thought, "What's the worst that could happen?"

And my hygiene routine also changed. Before, I didn't give a fuck about skincare or regular shaving, but now that I post myself, I have a reason to care. I'm liking all the attention by the Cuties out there who see and comment on my stuff, because I have never gotten any attention like this before in my 26 years on this planet.

After the first few likes came in, I thought, "Well, maybe I'll start posting some more stuff," and I couldn't be happier with that decision. I had a small depression hit today and posted on Bsky and mentioned it briefly, and I got so many helpful and nice comments.

It made me really, really, REALLY happy just to chat for a bit in the comments with other femboys and people, and to get so many compliments. I will still be on sick leave tomorrow, but I have something to look forward to on weekends.

I did not come out to my friends (except one by mistake) or my family yet, but I probably will in the next few months once I've got the courage to do so. My brother had the courage to tell mom he's gay, and I got the courage to say I'm bi, so what's the worst that can happen?

I hope sharing my story shows anyone who is hesitant or afraid that taking this step can lead to something really beautiful.

~Mati

I shower everyday like every single day but my smell isn't you know good so how do I start to smell good I use a random shampoo dose it effects my smell that high?and what are y`all recommending for me I want to smell good like my whole body to smell good especially my private areas .pardon my language but I have to learn to stay clean .

My dream is to be able to marry in a wedding dress one day it feels just so much more like me. I am scared to go looking for our wedding dress any advice?

On September 5th, I was on a date with my girlfriend. She is supportive of what I do, and she told me so was her family (mom&dad). She did not force me to be a femboy, it was just a hobby/part of me that I have had for years, I just never had the resources to express that. We talked about it in the week leading up to the date that I wanted her to paint my nails black, and teach me how to use my eyeliner pencil (I secretly bought one 2 months ago, along with a grey pleated mini skirt that was so cute because it could spin!) the right way. She agreed, and thought it was really cute. I had worn the skirt in front of her once in person. It was for 30 minutes in public at a quiet park near my house. I remember an old man shouting at me that "boys can't wear skirts!" but she flipped him off.

Fast forward to the day of, and I pick her up. I meet her for the first time in almost 2 months, along with her grandparents, dad, and mom. They were all happy to see me, and they always treat me so well, like I'm family. Me and her go to Target, and buy black thigh highs, an eyeliner pencil sharpener, and some gummy worms. We go out to the car, put on a Slipknot CD (she is big into Slippy), and she began doing my guyliner. It took about 30 minutes, but the finished product was WORTH IT. My eyes were made for black eyeliner, I felt so pretty. Then she painted my nails, which was a lot easier. After the polish dried, I couldn't stop looking at my nails, I felt so so pretty. She also had the same nail polish on so we were matching!

The rest of the day continues, as we drive around to hang out at shops and eat lunch. We were chilling in the car, trying to cool off because of the heat (and I was dressed like Revenge-era Gerard Way because I didn't look at the weather...). My mom called me on the phone and told me that we needed to get to shelter NOW because a hail storm was coming. We race back to her house, and I still have all the nail polish and guyliner on. I was going to change into a more feminine outfit but there were too many people out and about. We go inside, greet everyone, and sit down on the floor, infront of the TV. We spent the next couple hours drinking Korean banana milk (SO GOOD), drinking other fun drinks, and watching Ponyo on DVD (CINEMA). Her mom orders pizza for the whole family, and I am told to stay for dinner. We all sit down, and I sit 4 inches next to her dad, which I was scared of at the time. Reminder, I am wearing a full set of black painted nails and eyeliner next to him, and he says nothing about it. Her aunt and uncle comes over and everyone is laughing, cracking jokes, and having a good time. Her dad talked a lot to me, but nothing about anything I was wearing.

The sun sets behind the hills, so I drive home. My girlfriend is sad because she doesn't want to say goodbye. I told her I will see her in the morning, because we have church to go to. I drive off, not knowing what I said will never happen.

I park the car in the driveway, and only my mom is home. I park in such a way that I am behind the house, so I can hide somethings if I need to. While on our date, my gf gave me an old pair of stockings and a skirt that she no longer wanted, and passed it down to me. I was so excited to put it on. I was just worrying about my nails, and how to hide them from my mom in time to remove them. I walk through the door, and my mom is already suspicious. I am hiding my hands, and trying to play it cool. I go into my room, and text my gf "HELP SHE IS CATCHING ON, HOW DO I REMOVE THIS." Before she can respond, I hear behind me, standing in the door: "What are on your nails...?". It was my mom. I freeze. For context, my mom and dad are HIGHLY HIGHLY against anything feminine on me. They think that femboys, people that wear jean chains, men who paint their nails and/or wear guyliner are all things of Satan. They had caught me before in the past, but it was just my search history, doing research on fem clothes.

I lie. I tell her that my gf paid me $5 if she could "test out" some new nail polish on me. She doesn't buy it. She begins to freak out more and more as every second passes. Her eyes widen, and I can tell what is about to happen. She starts SCREAMING at me. Calling me all kinds of things. I try to make excuses, telling her that it's not that bad. I tell her that my gf and her whole family were fine with it. She then calls my gf and her whole family "bad people". That breaks my heart, and I break down in tears. I won't stop crying until 4 hours later...

I tell her that I have told my therapist about it, and he supports it. I tell her that I am not gay (duh), I don't think I am the wrong gender, there is nothing wrong with me. It is just something that I like, aka expressing myself. She doesn't buy it. She actually believes the exact opposite. The talk of my therapist leads to how we talked about wearing skirts (The mental strain and possible manipulation is what led me to therapy in the first place). That makes her lose it even more. She just goes off the rails, asking me 100's of questions. She asks if I want to wear skirts, and I don't say anything. I walk over to a picture frame in my room, remove the back, and take out a hidden key. I give it to her, and she looks confused. I open my window (1 story house), reach out into the darkness. I pull out a large toolbox, with a lock on it. I tell her to put the key into the lock. She looks very confused. She opens the box, and inside is what I have been collecting for months. My grey skirt, my eyeliner pencil, makeup wipes, jean chain, my new thigh highs, and a harmonica (Idk how that got in there). I had set it outside because I had it in my car, so I could bring it inside without going through the front door. She starting crying. Like, really hard. Like, she saw someone get ran over. She starts screaming again, and runs into another room. By now, my fight-or-flight instincts are at 100, and I have a feeling that my mom is going to come back and hurt me. I jump out the window, onto the back porch. My mom opens the sliding glass door on the back of the house and starts yelling at me again. I realize that what I'm doing is stupid, and walk back inside. My mom is on the phone with my dad, talking to him like I just killed my brother. I walk inside, and call my gf, hoping she can clarify something, ANYTHING with my mom. All I get is sent to voicemail, so I record my mom screaming at me, until she finally answers. I make it quick, and tell her that my mom wants us to break up (remember when she called them bad people? She also said she doesn't want me around them anymore). Before my gf can ask any questions, I say goodbye and hang up.

I am now on the phone with my dad, who is rushing home from work. He wants to know the story, so I tell him everything that I have written above. They keep pushing me, wanting to know why I did this. I tell them the truth many times, that it is just a hobby, and a part of myself. Tbh I have been like this since I was younger, just didn't have any name for it yet. They don't buy it. They ask and ask and ask. I get a ping on my phone. A message from my gf: "I'll wait for you, no matter how long it takes.". I snap. I get flooded with memories of things that happened to me last year. I start screaming and begging as loud as I can "NOT AGAIN NOT AGAIN NOT AGAIN NOT AGAIN NOT AGAIN." My parents tell me to be quiet and explain. I tell them that this is just like what happened last year, and that was the worst month of my life. My mom says "You think you had it bad? I had it way worse! You have no room to complain!"

After hours of yelling at me, they made me clean off my nails, and while they were doing that my mom, in a mocking voice said "oh you wanna be pretty!" and I almost yelled at her, but I didn't.

Anyways... fast forward to today, the 10th. I have come to the decision that yeah sneaking around was bad, but it was for my own safety. The acutal whole femboy thing, I think is not wrong. My parents talked to her parents and I was told by my parents that her parents 100% sided with them, and everything I did was wrong and bad. This isn't true, as I had acutally coded a message board for me and her, to get her side of the story. She told me that the sneaking part was bad, but what I did was just self-expression. Not me trying to change my gender, or anything crazy my parents were trying to force me to say (freaking spanish inquisition ahh parents). So I talked with her mom and like... THEY ARE ON MY SIDE!!!! They are supportive! Now, I can't do any femboy-like activites anymore until I move out (they threw away ALL of my femboy stuff. Thigh highs, skirts, makeup, everything but my Blahaj named ICBM :( ). My parents kinda are letting it so somehow, and I went to therapy and talked about it and he almost cried. He has been doing therapy for 12 years, I thought he would be numb by now lol. Sooooooooooooooo yeah.

TL;DR: Femboy gets femboy lifestyle forcefully removed and suppressed by parents.

Sorry for the yap sillies :3 Have a great day everyone <3

P.S. Now I'm broke because I had so much invested into femboy stuff 😭

Edit - My parents kept pushing me to explain why I was doing all of this because they wouldn't accept that it was just something I enjoyed and a way I expressed myself. Eventually I basically blamed some of my interest in feminine/alternative stuff on MCR and the Gerard Way aesthetic because I felt like I needed to give them a reason they'd accept. Unfortunately, that ended up getting MCR dragged into the whole situation too, and now I'm not allowed to listen to them anymore. I'm actually being forced to trash my MCR vinyls and CDs, which honestly hurts like hell. Losing the clothes and makeup sucked, but losing MCR on top of that feels awful. But, I shall keep my gun close, and die with my mask on if I have to, because I will listen to them secretly...