I Believe I Can Hang

 

A lot of my Forced Fem peers bitch when like the Fluffy they were way tight with moves out of their apartment for marriage or whatevs and they get some fussy glum nube foisted on to them as a new roomie.

But my nube it's impossible not to empathize with him we've all been there, antsy and terrified to take the first steps in a Ultra Fem life. I snuggle this cranky Crybaby as tight as my Bestie.

I can't help but be caring. Being pushy and self centered are male pathologies we were supposed to leave behind with muscles and hard ons. I guess we can't all have an amazing Therapist like my Doctor Klein, she's so detail orientated and never afraid to call me out when I'm being a Total Diva or wallowing in self pity over the masculinity I had only had myself to blame for losing. Not the Judge.

Molly is honestly pure lols, it's a lot of emotional labor not to laugh in his face, he is hyper sensitive and fragile. Like poor Femmy he's desperately trying to cling to his masculinity. It's so silly, utterly hopeless. He's all about his push ups, since we are only allowed the pink weights ya jog with to not get Old Lady arms.

But doesn't the fact he can only do them girlie style from the knees give him a reality check? He's wasting his time not investing in his Girlie future and he's just as deluded about how his relationships will change.

He's off to his old bar to hang with the boys like it's the same, it's nice they haven't like rejected the Dolly. But he needs to wake up and smell the Starbucks. If he doesn't wanna be passed around like a deck of cards and become the crew's no strings relief toy. He needs to figure which Ex Bro would make the best BF and get him to date him properly and protect the Powder Puff from his friends and like old enemies too TBH.

Just from his google searches, you can tell even part of him has given up on manhood, he seems to feel inadequate and bummed out about his double a cup boobs.

It's not about whether you have big bazongas or bee stings Molly, it's about how slender your arms are and Molly you got pencils, pure Real Boy cat nip. You are pretty enough to be a Disney Princess, so Real Man would love those itty bitty sissy tits.

'I can't do even one real push up' lead with that, it's a fab ice breaker, it swells up a Boy's Ego and they'll find they love being around ya.

Playing dumb and letting a Man mansplain and feel smart, get's a boy sweet on you too but he's on so many Ditz pills it will come so much more naturally.

He just needs to stop trying so hard to one of The Boys.