Seeking Long-Term RP

Short version-

I'm looking for a long-term roleplay and/or conversation with a partner who is willing to play a straight male friend of mine experiencing his first feelings for me, a femboy. One day, I confide in you the real reason why my marriage ended – after years of bad sex, I confessed to my wife that I'm actually a femboy/sissy, and she divorced me. You and your wife are confused about why we got divorced, but my wife is telling everyone that it is because I lied to her, insinuating that I cheated. Your wife doesn't want me around anymore However, you have me over when she is out of town to get the real reason.

You get the truth out of me and are accepting and supportive. Eventually, I gather the courage to show you my collection of feminine outfits, sharing with you my vulnerability. And it is during this moment that something stirs within you – an unexpected attraction begins to blossom.

I am open to different variations of your character. Perhaps you would like to humiliate and dominate me, pushing the boundaries of our connection. Or maybe, through our intense emotional bond, I awaken something forbidden inside of you, arousing a passion you never knew existed. These ideas are starting points, and I'm more than willing to explore any other fantasies or desires you may have.

My kinks :Realism, plot development, world building, corruption, internal conflict, power struggle, dom/sub dynamics, spanking, cuckolding, fetish play, rough sex, impact play, edging, humiliation, cock worship, big cock, teasing, cages, cum, dirty talk, orgasm control, sissification, choking, denial, exhibitionism, and much more.

Limits- gore and scat

If you are interested so far keep reading. I prefer discord but we can start on reddit, I’m patient and like to spend time developing characters.

Prompt- We were always good work friends, you and I, and our spouses got along well too. We went on double dates, attended parties together, and had a great bond. But then, out of the blue, our world came crashing down.

It all started when my wife decided to announce our impending divorce, spreading the narrative that it was because I had lied to her. Naturally, everyone assumed that I must have cheated on her. Rumors swirled, and the judgment of our friends and colleagues hung heavy in the air. I couldn't openly explain the truth due to the fear that my wife might expose the real reason - that I am a secret femboy/sissy. Since I wasn't ready to come out to everyone, I chose to let people believe whatever they wanted.

To make matters worse, your spouse, who always seemed to harbor some underlying animosity towards me, took my wife's side and refused to have me around. She wanted no part in any reconciliation or understanding. It was a painful blow, as I had hoped for some support from our shared circle.

However, as fate would have it, there came a silver lining. Your wife had to go out of town for a few days, leaving you with an empty house. You saw this as an opportunity to catch up, to reconnect, and above all, to hear my side of the story. I was skeptical and guarded, but I agreed to come over.

As we sat down, you gently coaxed the truth out of me. I confessed that I had not cheated on my wife, but there was something else. Nervously, I revealed my secret - I a femboy and into men. It was a weight lifted off my shoulders to finally share my truth with someone I trusted.

To my immense relief, you were incredibly supportive and understanding. You reassured me that my sexual orientation or preferred identity didn't change how you saw me as a person, as a friend. In fact, it seemed to strengthen our bond, as we embarked on a new level of honesty and vulnerability.

Eager to foster this newfound understanding, you encouraged us to talk. We delved into conversations about my journey of self-acceptance, the challenges I faced, and the impact it had on my relationship with my ex-wife. You listened intently, validating my experiences and offering a shoulder to lean on.

As our conversations grew deeper, you expressed a curiosity about my life as a femboy. With a touch of hesitation, I showed you my closet, revealing an array of colorful and fashionable outfits.

Unexpectedly, I noticed a spark of interest igniting within you for me.

Our discussions took a turn into uncharted territory, as you confessed that my clothes and outfits started to arouse you. While nervous about these newfound emotions, you trusted our friendship enough to share them with me. It was a delicate subject, but I could see a genuine desire for exploration ....

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My character’s background: I've always identified as straight and have made a concerted effort to exude masculinity. Growing up, I was surrounded by sports, had brothers, and was raised in a conservative household by a strict father. However, despite my efforts to conform, there was always this lingering feeling of being different.

My short stature, feminine features, and petite frame contributed to me being treated differently by the guys. Through those struggles, it was easy for me to connect with women on an emotional level. Even though I maintained friendships with guys, I felt more connected to my girlfriends.

In high school, I explored cross-dressing and started by wearing panties to school from time to time. I dressed up more and more on my own in all types of outfits. I even indulged in online role play where I could embrace my feminine side. When I finally moved out of my parents' house, I took the plunge and purchased my very first dildo, fantasizing about having sex with a guy. I convinced myself I was just experimenting or watching too much porn, but deep down, I couldn't ignore the fact that I enjoyed it immensely. However, my denial persisted, leading me to believe that it was merely some shameful fantasy.

I met the love of my life (or so I thought) in college, a wonderful sexually conservative and inexperienced woman whom I eventually married. With her by my side, I convinced myself that I could leave those fantasies behind and fully embrace the life I was supposed to. I put away my feminine clothes, locked away my secret fantasies, and tried to mold myself into the conventional mold I thought I was meant to fit.

While we were married, I grappled with a constant stream of femboy/sissy fantasies. My mind relentlessly fixated on the idea of being with men. These secret desires consumed me, yet I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of shame. I tried to suppress these thoughts, burying them beneath the facade of a loving, committed husband.

However, as time passed, the sexual intimacy issues between my wife and me became a problem. I found myself unable to muster the desire to engage in sex with her at all. Our sex life became strained, leading to arguments and tension within our relationship. I blamed my lack of libido on factors like anxiety and stress, convinced that the issue was something external to our marriage. But deep down, though, I knew the real reason. I craved being feminine, dressing up pretty, and being with a man who appreciated me for it. I also craved the sensation of being penetrated by a throbbing cock, and my wife simply couldn't fulfill that explicit desire.

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Your character: As a straight guy who is married, I consider myself to be very accepting of others and generally empathetic. My wife and I have our own set of issues, primarily stemming from the fact that she isn't as adventurous as I am. However, I continually strive to bridge the gaps between us and find new ways to keep our relationship exciting. Now, let's brainstorm some background for my character.

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Writing style example of me confessing to my wife:

As I sat in my dimly lit living room, the weight of my failing marriage bearing down on me, I couldn't help but feel a deep sense of despair. Each argument with my wife, Amber, seemed to push us further apart, exacerbating the growing chasm between us.

Our latest fight revolved around our sex life. "I don't think I can do this anymore," I whispered to myself, the words heavy with resignation. Amber accused me of never initiating sex, of never making her feel desired, and her frustration was palpable. Desperate for a way out of the conversation, I resorted to yet another excuse, but she saw right through it, convinced that I was having an affair.

Tears stained both our faces as she confronted me about the alleged infidelity. I pleaded with her to believe me, to trust that something else entirely was the cause of my distance. Finally, unable to bear the weight of the secret any longer, I made a decision. I had to tell her the truth, to expose the raw vulnerability that had plagued me for far too long.

With trembling hands and a voice laced with fear, I confessed the deep and hidden part of my identity to Amber. I revealed that I considered myself….

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TL;DR : I want a long term roleplay about coming out to my friend about being a femboy and getting a surprising reception from him.