Jump to content
  • Welcome to the TransPulse Forums!

    We offer a safe, inclusive community for transgender and gender non-conforming folks, as well as their loved ones, to find support and information.  Join today!

Achieving a Feminine Body Shape


Sally Stone

Recommended Posts

When I began presenting a woman one of the the things I wanted emulate was a feminine body shape.  Unfortunately, I was, and still am, built like a shapeless board.  Consequently, women's fashions just didn't look as good on me as I wanted them to.  Of course, I solved the chest issue with breast forms and the midriff issue with a waist cincher but solving the hips and butt issues alluded me for years.  I tried padded panties but still couldn't achieve the hourglass figure I was looking for.  Finally, out of frustration, I decided to make my own padding.  I bought some dense upholstery foam rubber, carved it with an electric knife (a major hack when cutting foam rubber) to make hip and butt pads that I could insert into a girdle.  I started with forms that I thought were going to be oversized but my plan was trim them little by little, to proper shape.  When I put the foam pads inside a firm support girdle, what I thought was oversize turned out to be nearly perfect.  All of a sudden my hip and butt measurements matched my bust and I had a very nice hourglass shape.  

 

I have been wearing homemade padding ever since.  I firmly believe the feminine shape they provide adds significantly to feeling feminine.  Obviously, there are certain fashions where this kind of padding won't work, specifically a bathing suit or tight fitting leggings but since I rarely have a desire to wear those things, it isn't a problem for me.  I always keep two different sets of hip pads.  One is for skirts and looser fitting dresses and a smaller, more contoured set is for jeans and tight fitting dresses.  I'm just wondering if having an hourglass figure is as important to others as it is to me and if so, what is your solution?

Link to comment
  • Forum Moderator

I'm well aware I will never have an hourglass figure but that's ok. I used to dress with forms in hiding for the longest time but now that I'm out of hiding and on HRT I am seeing some changes and I'll make do with what I get even at 68. I don't want to hide anymore but I also have never been mistaken for the gender I wish to become. I wear conservative lady pants and blouses and don't wear any men clothes but sadly I'm still misgendered. But I have hope and if not gendered right - so be it. It's not what they think, it's what I think and I feel more ladylike every day.

Link to comment

Are you on hormone therapy? When I started that and grew some breasts, the shirts really fit a lot nicer. Otherwise you have a couple of options. You can gain weight as fat and/or gain weight as muscle. The fat is really a gamble, you just gain it and hope it goes where you want. With the muscle, if you really work your butt and hips with weight training you can get some size there. It has to be solid weight training though, bodyweight exercises alone won't do it. 

Personally, this is one area where I lucked out, I have a 34 inch bust, 31 inch waist, and something like 36 inch hips. I still don't have the figure of some women. Notice I say some women - not a lot of cis women I know or have seen even have an hourglass figure. I even knew a cis woman that had stick legs, no butt, no hips, and a large belly. Many cis women are apple or pear shaped. Again, I caution us trans women into falling into this trap of what makes the ideal woman, as we often hold ourselves to standards that a lot of cis women can't even meet. I don't think I would go thru the trouble of padding or anything in my areas. I have tiny boobs and I'm happy with them, for example. You do what you think you need to do, but at the end of the day it won't make a lick of difference if your wear padding on your thighs or not.

Link to comment

Even before I began my journey, I was always fascinated by hourglass figure. I was, of course, making up some silly reasons why I would need a waist-trainer ("it helps with weight loss") or corset. With the beginning of transition, it only made sense and became just a natural hope to achieve it. Currently, I can get a fairly good resemblance with steel-boned corset laced up all the way. And I absolutely love the feeling. One additional benefit, it helps with the posture so it is another reason to use it at least around house if you spend plenty of time sitting.

 

Cannot comment much on the padding, as I was starting with very non-masculine figure waist-down, and new fat redistribution only enhanced those areas to a point where shaping clothes are new reality in my future ?

Link to comment
13 hours ago, AwesomeClaire said:

Notice I say some women - not a lot of cis women I know or have seen even have an hourglass figure. I even knew a cis woman that had stick legs, no butt, no hips, and a large belly. Many cis women are apple or pear shaped. Again, I caution us trans women into falling into this trap of what makes the ideal woman, as we often hold ourselves to standards that a lot of cis women can't even meet.

I'll never have that hourglass figure.  But it doesn't really seem to be a big issue for women in my (older) age range.  Perhaps age has its perks after all.

Link to comment

Claire, I'm not doing HRT, so I don't get those benefits.  As for an hourglass figure, it's just what appeals to me and it keeps my overall shape from looking typically male.  I think you are probably right that wearing padding won't make a lick of difference to anyone else, but at the end of the day, I wear padding on my hips because it makes me happy.

Link to comment
1 hour ago, Sally Stone said:

I wear padding on my hips because it makes me happy.

One of those funny things…

When I was young and trying to be a guy, I thought my butt & hips were too big.   Now I think they're too small.  Perhaps that's dysmorphic, but I'm a mess anyway.

Link to comment

      I think it comes down to what makes you comfortable and happy.  Its important to remember that all people including women come in many shapes and sizes and not get to caught up in the perfect shape because there isn't one. For me I just do the best with what I have a dress to my shape while still wearing what I want.  The most important thing to me is being who I am and not hiding.

     HRT helped me greatly. Even though it did very little for me hips. I went from 150 pounds to 175 lbs. I was very fortunate with breast development and overall body fat distribution with exception of belly fat.  I personally feel most insecure about my body when I go out for a run mainly because it very hard to hide anything.  I have found with time, that the more I go out for a run the easier it is and I just don't worry about much anymore after all most people are so caught up in what they are doing that they very seldom actually pay any attention to anyone else.  Ultimately I think you should do what makes you happy and the most comfortable.

 

Jamie

Link to comment

I am fortunate because my wider-than-normal hips and narrow shoulders that caused me great dysphoria for many years trying to conform to my AMAB gender-role now have become a source of contentment when I can wear form fitting dresses, etc.  My only issue is I am short wasted - I'm basically all legs. So, I need some type of waist-cincher to try to create that hourglass figure. 
Not on HRT yet, but I long for the day to find out what it might do to complete my figure as I have always envisioned myself since childhood.
Great topic @Sally Stone❣️

Link to comment

I'm lucky to have a muscular butt, but I have no hips and a muscular thick waist. I've said for a long time that I'm built like a wrestler. I'm also lazy and nervous about wardrobe malfunction, so padding and cinching are out. My solution has been live with it, and mom jeans. But atm I'm doing strength training trying to balance top and bottom with a little more bulk on bottom.

 

I've found that moving your apparent waist up balances top and bottom a bit. So, high-waisted jeans with shirt tucked in, or a fitted top that is over the jeans but tight on the lower belly, and fitted at the waist. It may not be a woman's favorite place to be fat, but I'm blessed with lower belly fat. It's feminine enough.

 

Link to comment
12 hours ago, anyanka said:

I'm lucky to have a muscular butt, but I have no hips and a muscular thick waist. I've said for a long time that I'm built like a wrestler. I'm also lazy and nervous about wardrobe malfunction, so padding and cinching are out. My solution has been live with it, and mom jeans. But atm I'm doing strength training trying to balance top and bottom with a little more bulk on bottom.

 

I've found that moving your apparent waist up balances top and bottom a bit. So, high-waisted jeans with shirt tucked in, or a fitted top that is over the jeans but tight on the lower belly, and fitted at the waist. It may not be a woman's favorite place to be fat, but I'm blessed with lower belly fat. It's feminine enough.

 

I'm doing the same thing with strength training, just trying to balance out my whole body with some extra in the butt area. I've gotten stronger and my arms look great, the bottom half will take some time but is already pretty decent.

Link to comment

Create an account or sign in to comment

You need to be a member in order to leave a comment

Create an account

Sign up for a new account in our community. It's easy!

Register a new account

Sign in

Already have an account? Sign in here.

Sign In Now
  • Who's Online   7 Members, 0 Anonymous, 172 Guests (See full list)

    • marysssia
    • awkward-yet-sweet
    • Petra Jane
    • April Marie
    • Ashley0616
    • Maddee
    • Carolyn Marie
  • Recently Browsing   0 members

    • No registered users viewing this page.
  • Forum Statistics

    • Total Topics
      80.6k
    • Total Posts
      767.9k
  • Member Statistics

    • Total Members
      12,014
    • Most Online
      8,356

    Quillian
    Newest Member
    Quillian
    Joined
  • Today's Birthdays

    1. l.demiurge
      l.demiurge
  • Posts

    • April Marie
      I love wearing a jeans skirt!! That looks like airport carpet. Safe travels if you're flying!!
    • Maddee
      Flight faraway forthcoming Fabulous forum friends 😊😊🎸🦂
    • Maddee
    • KathyLauren
      One of our cats is polydactyl.  He has 7 toes on each front paw and 5 on each back paw, for 24 toes total.   Another one, an ex-feral who, at the time, was free to roam, climbed 50 feet up a tree without having any thought about how he was going to get down.  His pal climed down backwards, but he couldn't.  He ended up coming down by leaping from branch to branch.  Which nearly gave us heart attacks, because he only has one eye and therefore has no depth perception.   The other ex-feral (both are now indoor cats) obviously does not have those soft pads on his feet.  At night, when we are in bed, we can hear him stomping around the house.
    • Abigail Genevieve
      The two o'clock Onshoring meeting was going well.  Taylor was leading, inviting other people up to speak on their specialties. Aerial photogrammetry and surveying, including the exact boundary, were out for contract signature  Gibson had handled that - Manufacturing was supposed to, but somehow hadn't happened.  Legal issues from Legal. Accounting reported on current costs, including all upkeep, guard salaries, etc.  Manufacturing was supposed to give those numbers, but they hadn't.   The downside was the VP of Manufacturing.  He had arrived at the meeting red-faced, his tie askew, clutching a bottle. It smelled strongly of vodka. He had never done anything in his twenty years of being VP of Manufacturing, and he did not like being asked now.   "Mr. ----, do you have the inventory we asked for?" Taylor asked politely.  VP Gibson had asked him to have his people go through the plant and not only inventory but assess the operational status of every piece of equipment.  They needed to know what they had. "I'm not going to take any f---- orders from a g-d- tra---," he snarled. "God knows what kind of perverts it has dragged into our fair city and bangs every night." "That is completely out of line." That was Gibson.  Taylor controlled herself.  That was a shot at Bob, not just at Taylor.  She was glad Bob was not there to do something stupid.  Had Mrs. McCarthy been talking? What had she said?  Was she given to embellishment?  Taylor took a deep breath. "I'm not sorry.  You f--- can take this stupid onshoring --- and shove it up your -" "That is quite enough."  This was the head of HR. "You can take your sissy ways and sashay -" "You are fired." "You can't fire me." "Oh, yes I can," said the office manager.  The VP took another swig from his bottle. "Try it."  He looked uncertain. "I will have you removed.  Are you going to leave on your own?  I am calling the police to help you leave." And he dialed the number. He stomped out cursing. They heard him noisily go down the hall.  This was the front conference room.  He actually went through security and out the door, throwing his badge on the ground on his way.  The guard picked it up. They could see this through the glass wall. "Can you fire a VP?" "The Board told me that if anyone gives me problems they should be shown the door. Even a VP.  I can fire everyone here. I won't, of course. Those were problems." "Are you alright, Taylor?" She nodded.  "I've heard worse.  Shall we continue?" And they did.   The last item was that certain business people in China had been arrested, and the corporation that had been supporting them all these years had been dissolved.  They were on their own, and the Board was dead serious on straightening things out.  After this meeting, Taylor believed it.  She did not attend the meeting to discuss how to distribute the few duties the VP of Manufacturing had done.  That was ultimately up to the Board.    
    • Abigail Genevieve
      Lunch was at Cabaret, still free.  The place was quiet: it was the sort of place you took a business client to impress them, and the few other people were in business suits.  Most of the legal profession was there.   She told him of the morning's frustrations, breaking her own rule about confidentiality.  She asked Karen how the branding was going, and Karen had snapped back that she had not started on it yet - they had all these proposals.  Taylor had explained that it was important, for the two o'clock meeting, and Karen told her to do it herself.  Karen pointed out that Taylor could not touch her - her uncle was on the Board and her brother was VP of Manufacturing.  Nor would the two computer guys go out to the plant - they were playing some kind of MMORPG and simply not available. If she wanted the pictures, she should go.  Mary prayed an Ave Maria, but both she and Brenda were racing to get the proposal out. The client wanted it Friday for review.   She didn't bring up what Mrs. McCarthy had told her.  She wasn't sure how to approach it.  She thought of telling her of a 'something more comfortable' she had bought in case he ever DID show up at her door. It was in the bottom drawer of her dresser, ready to go.  Instead she talked about moving to a place with a garage.  Several of the abandoned houses had one, and they had been maintained well with China cash.   Bob had finally realized that when he was introduced as Bob, Taylor's boyfriend, that was just how things were done here. Other people had introduced each other in terms of family relationships, which were strong.  Long before you found out anything else about someone, you knew how they were related.  Family kept people from leaving Millville.    "What is the real name of this town, anyway?"   She laughed.  "I am trying to find that out.  It's 'Welcome to Millvale' when you come into town from the north, and 'Welcome to Millville' on the south.  I have counted two other variants."   "What a town. Roosevelt is like that, with the families, but there is only one spelling."  
    • Ashley0616
      Nothing wrong with that. I'm glad that you found what makes you happy! Just curious what does your wife think? If it's too personal I understand.
    • Ashley0616
    • Ashley0616
      – According to a recent survey, the most popular name for a dog is Max. Other popular names include Molly, Sam, Zach, and Maggie.
    • Ashley0616
    • Ashley0616
      Either new environment/ not potty trained
    • Abigail Genevieve
      Bob was on his way home from the dojo and he "just happened" to driver by her place. It was 10:30.  Her light was still on.  He knew exactly where she was sitting.  He saw her in his mind.   A fierce wave of desire that took his breath away suddenly showed up. All he had to do was stop, get out of the car, walk to the door and knock.  She would answer, glad to see him.  She would know why he was there and what he wanted. She would invite him in, maybe get him something to drink, disappear for a moment and return in "something more comfortable."  She would lead him back. Oh, joy.   And never, ever speak to him again afterwards.  Or she would not let him in but be angry about it.  In no way, emotionally, physically, mentally or spiritually, was she ready for this, and he knew it, if he was honest with himself, and she knew he knew it.  She would look upon it as another assault and their relationship would be irretrievably broken.  He would have to leave town. It would devastate her. It would devastate him.    He fought himself.  He was frozen to his seat as his reason and his body fought. He was twenty four years old, a full-blooded male with normal desires; he had just worked out and he was ready.  All he had to do now was open the car door. No one would know. He held his hands, one in the other, to keep one from moving, against his reason and will, to open that door.  He did not want to be a slave of his desires.   He looked across the street.  Mrs. McCarthy, sister of his landlord, was peeking though her window.  She knew his car.  Everyone in town would know by noon the next day if he got out of the car.  Taylor did not need that, either, and she would know, if he came to the door now, what a selfish thing it would be: in his own eyes, in the eyes of Taylor, in the eyes of the town, and worst of all, in the eyes of God.   He sat there a moment longer.  He was, as he reflected, entering into her sufferings in a small way that she would be made whole, healthy and happy: what he wanted more than anything.  But this hurt.  Why had all this come on her?  He asked God again, but there was only silence. He drove home in that silence. He chided himself for even going on her street and for driving on it other nights.  He would stop that, he told himself.   ------------------------------------------   The next morning Taylor went out to her car to go to work.  Mrs. McCarthy met her before she got to it. "I thought you were going to get lucky last night, dearie," she said. Taylor was puzzled. "Why, what do you mean?" "That young fellow - you know, Bob - he's been driving around here, going up and down the street some nights, not stopping.  Well, last night he parked and sat in his car for a while.   I think he was staring at your window.  I think he was trying to get up the courage to knock on the door. I was rooting for him.   But then he drove away.  Faint heart never won fair lady, as they say. What a shame. You two are a lovely couple.  Well, have a good day!" "Thank you, Mrs. McCarthy."  Taylor knew Bob extremely well and knew what had been going through his mind.  She was more than grateful he had not gotten out of the car. Better for him, better for her, better for everybody.  Surgery "down there" sooner than later.  This was driving the poor boy crazy. It was driving her crazy, too.  But she had a lot to work through. Surgery "up here" she said, pointing to her head.  She woke up her therapist on the way to work.  They were still talking when she pulled into her designated parking spot.  That was a perk that had happened yesterday.  She took a deep breath and headed into work. It would be another wild day.
    • Ashley0616
      bittersweet: especially : pleasure accompanied by suffering or regret
    • Abigail Genevieve
      I'm thinking about some interactions yesterday I did, while presenting as male but acting as female, that were far better than I did when I was presenting as male and acting as male.  #girlunderhood. I do a crappy job at acting as male and I am giving it up.  I am not talking about feminine gestures or presentation but just relating as a woman.  People don't realize I am doing it but it is a whole lot easier to do.   You don't just put on a dress and BOOM you are a girl.  You are a girl and you put on a dress.  Or not. Whether I am in jeans or a skirt (I wish, wife would have lots to say) I am a girl.  I don't need $250 in makeup and heels and hose and all that.  I don't need surgery. Honey, I have arrived.  Now I have to work out how that best works in my life, causing the minimal damage and creating the maximum good, but I have more working room.   Oh, and I am still pissed off at everyone and everything. #Contradictory.
    • awkward-yet-sweet
      @Willow it is certainly possible that my husband planned it. Placing me in the path of an opportunity....he certainly does things like that. GF has done some work for the company as an outside consultant, so I'm sure the company owner knows what potential resources are around.    It could also have just happened randomly. He has taken me to work with him before, just because he likes to have me around. I remember one time that I fell asleep with my head in his lap, and he held a meeting with his subordinates without waking me and making me move.  The company culture is family oriented and relaxed.
  • Upcoming Events

Contact TransPulse

TransPulse can be contacted in the following ways:

Email: Click Here.

To report an error on this page.

Legal

Your use of this site is subject to the following rules and policies, whether you have read them or not.

Terms of Use
Privacy Policy
DMCA Policy
Community Rules

Hosting

Upstream hosting for TransPulse provided by QnEZ.

Sponsorship

Special consideration for TransPulse is kindly provided by The Breast Form Store.
×
×
  • Create New...