Thursday

My Feminine journey... Part 3

It's been over 2 months since I started my dance classes. It was going fine. I had severe pain on my knees for the initial one month due to the very unique posture in Mohiniyattam known as 'aramandalam'  but the pain was worth for the pleasure of  becoming feminine day by day so I managed to keep going on.  I was enjoying every minute of my femininity. I use to do regular practise at home after coming from office and slipping into my female costumes. Off late, my teacher could not take few classes as her grand mother was not well and her maid who was with her for sometime also left to her native place. So my teacher was having real tough time managing all alone. Most of the days her husband use to be travelling and even other days he goes early morning and come back around night 9pm after the close of his shops.
I was bit feeling lonely when there was no classes for 2 consecutive weeks.. I found something was missing. That night when I was doing my dinner in my female costumes, suddenly someone rang the bell. I was bit surprised. Was not sure whether I should open the door or not. Anyway, I gathered courage and looked at the mirror, set my make up and hair once again and then opened the door. It was big surprise, The teacher and her husband were there at the door! I was suddenly taken aback but she smiled and asked permission to come inside. I invited  her inside. "We were going to the hotel for dinner since I had not cooked today. So I told my husband we will call you also. My husband was complaining for long that he has never met you though he  heard quite a lot about you from me. So I decided to introduce him to you as well" Teacher said in a very formal manner. I was bit ashamed to appear as female in front of her husband.. My teacher could read it and she immediately said that nothing to worry, I have told him about you and  that you need to be in female dress for learning mohiniyattam.   I invited both of them inside the room. " It looks a well maintained home" does not look like a bachelor's house! she commented. Shyam prasad, her husband wished me hi and extended his hand for a shake hand.. I looked at his eyes and slowly in a feminine way gave him a handshake. "You remind me of hindi actress Madhubala' I am not jocking. you very much resemble her. Nobody will say that you are a guy"  I was over poured with joy getting such a comment from a man was too much for me.. I smiled and said 'thank you'  Shyam was around the age of 46-47, well built fair and masculine. His eyes were sharp and had a thick musch and hairy body. Come lets go for dinner; said the teacher.  I had already initiated my cooking so I said, no will go some other time, she said, nothing doing, you will have to come and you have to come as a girl and not as boy! I was shocked. though I was confident about my looks, I never had the courage to go out as fem so I said, no I will change. "Why" exclaimed Shyam, Nobody in this earth can identify you. You look very sweet and cute dont waste this opportunity. I said no, my office colleagues might come to the hotel since my office is around, so lets not do it this time. Shyam said, no issue so we will go to lakeside  hotel which is far from here and nobody will come there. We can sit on the terrace garden and they have only dim lights there..so you can be rest assured.. Comm on Priya, lets go out, we love to take you out... With hesitation but surely excited, I consented. 'Wear that Pink Jaipuri kurtha.. you look wonderful in that' said the teacher. She took me inside and helped me in dressing and make up. After about 15 minutes, I was perfectly ready.. The biggest confidence of mine was my Wig. It is a very good one and no one can identify it as wig. Apart from that, since I had pierced my ears few weeks back, I was pretty confident about my ear rings. Earlier, I used to wear clip on which frequently fall down. So at the inisistance of my teacher only I got my earce pierced..
Around 8.15pm we got ready. We got out from my home. My landlord who was staying below my apartment had gone to her daugther's place in US so for the last 1 month I am enjoying the entire house and premises. We stepped out...My heart was beating fast with excitement. cold wind was blowing on my face and waxed arms.. "what a wonderful  feeling".. We got into his car. Teacher asked me , do you want to sit in front ? I said no, but she insisted. So i sat in front besides Shyam like an obedient female. The place is little far.. around 20 Kms from my house. Shyam asked me lot of questions regarding my family and so on.. but I noticed one thing very clearly, he was giving all the due respect that one should give to a gentle lady.. He calls me as Priya only and each time when I hear this, I was really getting more and more feminine.
We reached the hotel at 9.05pm. The secuirty opened the door and wished me Good morning Ma'am' I smiled  back and walked inside with my teacher in perfect feminine way. We got a cornor table. It was nicely decorated with flowers in the pot at the middle of the table. The entire ambiance was so perfect and nice. I could see ful moon through the balcony and it seems smiling and wishing me good luck.. " Shyam ordered some fresh juices nitiall and asked for the menu.The waiter repeated the order and looked at my face and confirmed.Mam's its' Apple juice for you right? I said yes in a very low and femine voice.. I was extremely conscious in my words, mannerism and actions.. Shyam looked at me and said, Priya, relax, you are perfectly alright...
Hello Shyam how come here after a long time..suddenly a voice came from behind.. it was  Col. Raj Narayan, a friend of Shyam who happened to identify him there.. Shyam got up and shook hand with him and said, just for a change, we thought to come here for dinner. Shyam introduced his wife to him - Vedika, my wife and Priya, her sister. he pointed towards me. We both said, hi to him.. Ok. enjoy the evening, lets meet up some days. He returned back to his table. "So you have officially become my sister, said my teacher. Shyam acknowledged the same. Dinner was served and it was wonderful food. I was extremely conscious in each action like picking up the food, wetting my lips, drinking water...I made sure that essence of femininity is displayed in each of my action. Shyam was very curiously looking at me every now and then..
Your house is very nice. How much rent are you paying there? Shyam queried. I said, 5000/- and 6 months initial deposit. 'Its worth for it' teacher interrupted.. I said yes. More than anything,  I have perfect freedom. Nobody come and trouble me. My rent is transferred online every month so they are not bothered. We have an offer for you. if you permit us to tell you.. said the teacher. ' yes' I exclaimed. Why dont you stay with us as a paying guest.. We need someone at home so that I will get more time to attend my grandmother. I did not know what to say.. One side, I know it's a golden opportunity and the other side... I really dont know what!
"I am very much bothered about Vedika's health. Most of the time I am outside so we need someone reliable to be with us" Shyam continued... We met many people but did not like anybody.. It was Vedika who finally told me about this. That's why I decided to come and meet you. Now I realise, there is no better lady who can come and bless us at home. Besides, you can continue your dance classes there. .
You can be a  'non-paying' paying gust. teacher emphasised.. I said, no I am willing to pay the same rent. it's my pleasure.. No Priya, Shyam replied, It is our proposal not yours, so the terms are from our side. But how do I compensate for this favour? My mom always tells me that we are not supposed to take free favours from anyone..  Immediately, an idea sparked on my mind.. one of my long term dream..
."Let me keep a counter proposal to you'. Being feminine, I used to do kitchen and house hold work. So,you don't appoint your maid anymore, save that money. I shall do all the jobs that the maid does there.. ? Is it ok?  
 "You mean you will replace our maid?  No dear, you are my sister how can i do it?" my teacher seems to be worried... 
I said, its not so, I can be a dignified maid and your sister too.. I love it that way...It's again my pleasure...
Shyam and Teacher looked each other confused for a while.. but seems to have agreed it.  "Fine, as you wish" finally she confirmed..
So, tell me when can you shift? 
It was 28th of the month so I said, I am supposed to give one month notice. nevertheless, they can take that money and relieve me from 1st onwards..  He said fine, let me know, we will arrange pick up your stuff from there... By 11.05pm, we departed from there..Both of them drooped me back home and bid good night to me.. It was the greatest pleasure I ever had.. An amazing fulfilment and a bright future for my girl inside... I went inside home..laid down on my bed and decided to sleep on the same dress.. The night was full of 'day-dreaming'  I was doing my plans as to what all I should do there, how i will behave with them etc., and..may be around 3pm, I some how fell in to sleep...
Next day morning I went office.. I was feeling top of the world. My friends were bit embarrassed seeing me so happy.. few of the were asking? You look more cheerful today? What happened.. I just smiled.... I was waiting for the 1st day of next month to happen counting each hours..I called  up my landlady and informed her about my plans of shifting from there. She was a little unhappy to loose such a harmless and decent tenant but nevertheless appreciated my decision. Said, she will settle once back from US.
I took leave on 31st  to pack all my stuff and keep ready. Shyam had called up and said he will come at around 9pm. told me to be ready in female dress only. He wants me to step in his house as a lady only. So, around 8pm I was ready dressed in yellow sari packed all my stuff for shifting. Teacher and Shyam came around 9.15 and took all my bags in to their car and dropped it at their house. They came back again around 10.30 to pick me up. We reached my new home at 10.50pm. "Step in with your right leg" said my teacher. As a new bride, I slowly moved inside keeping my right leg on the first step.. Teacher and Shyam followed me inside. Come inside, she pulled my hand. She took me to a room near the kitchen. This room was always locked so I had never seen inside. She slowly opened he door and switched on the light inside. ' Wow!  I exclaimed.. Very nice room. It was a nice room well furnished..  with a nice flower pot with bright flowers on the table. left side of the wall was completely done with wardrobes room was clean and neat. I could see there was feminine touch in each of the things put there. The bed sheet was pink in colour,  violate colour towel and the curtain were light rose colour. " The bedsheets were Shyam's selection she said to me.. It seems he knows your tastes very well now." whispered my teacher. She opened my wardrobe. asked me to keep the dresses there. Then she moved to the corner and opened the last door of the wardrobe.. i was shocked. There were few good saris, Night dresses and churidhars on the top lair and few nice pairs of slippers below. In the middle, I could see a collection of bangles and earrings and few  ornaments of Mohiniattam dances. "Its all for you" she pointed her finger. I asked why?  I already have dresses with me??  It's our gift for you. In fact we did shopping today for you. !! I was almost like crying.. She came and hugged me..Nothing to worry... We love you so well.....
To be continued...

Wednesday

My feminine journey.. Part2

It was Monday next day. The dance teacher had called me for my first session at 8am. She had kept off on that day for other girls. I got up early and finished my bath. I applied hair remover cream and cleaned my body hair. my body was looking very feminine. I was 5 5" and 56kg. had a flat and slim belly which I was always proud off.. After bath I packed my bags. I stuffed it with yellow and white churidhar which I bought the previous day. my friend had bought a nice black padded bra. I put the same also in my bags. My make up box I had kept ready with lipstik, kajal, bindi, eyeliner,eyebrow pencils and some hair clips. I had got a nice shoulder length wig 3 months back. It was orderd through a friend of mine who was in UK. It is a very stunning and natural looking wig. Packed everything in the bag, I set out at 7.15 from home. I reached sharp 7.50 at the doorstep of my teacher. Sorry,I did not tell about my teacher. She is around 38, good looking, fair and very affectionate.. her way of talking and actions were very feminne which justified her profession. Her husband was Ex-army person who took voluntory retirment 2 years back. He now runs a chain of readymade shops in town. Well settled. He keeps travelling to Delhi and Mumabi very offten for the purchase of bulk dress materials. They do not have any kids. Apart from them, her grand mother was also in the house. She was also a great dancer of her own time. She is about 72 now. not in very goodhelath. I rang the door bell. in 2 mintues she opened the door with a smile and wish - welcome my dear.. I said goodmorning Mam. She took me to the hall. paused for a minute and told me to go to the change room beside and dress up and come. I moved inside. It was a make up room with a long mirror fitted on the table. I quickly undressed,put my bra, stuffed it little, wore the churidhar and bottom. Then started on my face, applied some cold cream first, and put on some face powder lite lipline followed by maroon lipstick & lip glow. I applied eye-liner and littlebit eye shadow and drew my eyebrow very nicely. Put a couple of clip on earings and then put half a dozen bangles on both the hands. I had plucked my eye brow on the previous day to shape it narrow. Then I put my wig.. looked at the mirror!! I was so astonished to see my full figure! I was very confident and I kissed the image in the mirror said to myself - all the best.
Slowly I came out in perfect feminine walk.. As I was walking towards the teacher, I could see her eys complimenting my look and she expressed it vocally.. My God! Is this the person I met yesterday?? She came forward and looked me from top to bottom, Immediately went inside. I was a bit surprised. She came back in 2 minutes with a bindi on her hand.. came to me and put it on my forehead! "Indian girls cannot forget bindhi" .. she said. Now you look perfect!
She asked me to sit. Being the first day, she started the lessons. Being the first day, she was teaching more of theory and the background of Mohiniyattam. She also displayed some adavus (steps). I enjoyed each moment and started listening each words of her. Besides the theory, she taught some of the Mudra's and also the basic posture of Mohiniyattam. Time passed too fast. I realised it's time for me to go to office. But I could not think of removing my dresses. I told her a lie.. Today , I need tobe in office only after noon. She said, happily ok, so you can be here and practice till such time.
I practiced till about 10 am. She went inside to prepare break fast. She told me that I can ask doubts if any, I can come inside. After half an hour, I decided to go inside and ask her some doubts. I stepped inside. Her grand mother was sitting on a bed inside the room. She was trying to get up from the bed but could not. She saw me and looked for help. I slowly went and helped her to get up.. She smiled at me and asked.. you have joined newly today? what's your name? You look very pretty. I did not know what to tell. I replied slowly in female voice. Yes, I joined today. my name is ' Priya" she smiled and blessed me. I went inside and told my teacher about it! She said.. good I like the name. so, today onwards, you are Priya and I am  happy that my Mom blessed you today. She prepared breackfast and offered me the same. We both had the breakfast and she was continuing the theory part during the break fast as well. After we finished the breakfast, I volunteerd and took the paltes of both of us and straight away went to the wash basin and cleaned and kept the same on the plate rack. I could see she was curiously watchig my action. After the breakfast, she showed me her albums of dances and students and she shared her child hood time how she started this and the prices and recognition she got... All these while, I was perfectly feminine in my action, words, thoughts.. I really enjoyed it. Around 12 noon, I told her that now I have to leave.. She smiled at me and asked me ..' but I am sure you are not in a mood to go or change'? I smiled. She said, if you want, you can stay back here today and leave in the evening..  You can help me in kitchen for my cooking.. I was waiting to hear this.. happily I said, Ok today being a good day, I will take leave. I will be here with you... She said if you want, you can change the dress. dont spoil the nice dress. She went inside and offered me a silky night dress asked me to change to it. I was deligted and immediately got changed. It was nice black silky flowing just below the knee. I was really felling sexy inside it. She complimented..said you will simply look great in any dresses! I helped her in the kitchen to make the lunch.. Since I was staying alone for last one year, Ihad learned basic cooking. I know to prepare rice, some vegitable curries, dal etc., She was astonished to see my knowldege in cooking.. and patted on my shoulder.. You seems to be a real lady.. I looked at her and smiled.. We had lunch together, she told me to take rest for some time  and in the evening around 4pm we again started classes. She started with basic foot work... By 6pm, unwillingly, I had to change back to my male format..  I packed everything and left back.. praying that Wednesday has to come fast.. because my next cass was scheduled on Wed....
To be continued

Tuesday

My feminine journey.. Part1

My name is Jithesh I have been crossdressing since my 17th year.. Even before that I was extremely excited to watch girls wearing frilly dresses and make ups but never knew why. Since my child hood, I was very shy and confined to myself. I have one brother and sister. My sister was good singer and dancer and though I want to learn singing and dancing because of my shyness I could not do it in my early days. But I always use to love classical dances and more particularly Mohiniyattam. During my school days, there use to be dance competetion where in the boys use to dress as girl for participating in Mohiniyattam dance.I use to simply love it and use to fantasise about it.. but I could never do it..
During my college days my secret dressing confined only to my house. After my post graduation I got chances to work outside. I went to Bangalore for my first job and decided to stay alone in a one room ktichen accomodation. I was very happy because I got opportunity to live as a girl. After coming from office I never go anywhere. I will switch into female cloths, make ups and wigs and will completely remain as a girl, cook food for myself and sleep in lady dresses. Morning, painfully I will switch over to male dress and then go to work. It was a Travel and Tour company and there was lot of females there. Also, I was more close with them than male collegues. Out of those, there was one lady who was elder than me and was divorced. I was very close to them and use to talk a lot with her. Once on a saturday, she wanted to go for shopping and casually asked me if I can join her and select a dress for her. I was very happy and we started. That was a big break! as we were seaching for dresses, I started invovling too much and started talking too much about dresses, combinations etc., she was really surprised. She liked my selection and tastes.. She asked me curiously I have never seen you so excited and your selection was so good.. How did you get this quality? I was initially very shy but then I told her that I always use to like female dresses and costumes and I like well dressed and made up females.. Then she asked me a question straight? Have you ever dressed in female cloths?? It was a straight question and I was perplexed but then I said. Yes, once for a group dance program, I had worn female costumes and I added that I had learned some classical dance. She was very excited and she asked why you did not continue? I said my parents did not like it as my taste was in Mohiniyattam which is only prcticed by females so I could not. She said no, you should do it I know one teacher who teaches Mohiniyattam. I can ask her if she can teach you.. I am sure you will look very cute in Mohinyattam dresses.  I was extremely happy and could not control my excitment. We became very close after that and I opened up all my feelings with her. She told me that even without you telling, I always felt that you are a woman inside and I was very comfortable with you because of that!! She said, I would love to help you to fulfill your dreams...
Next day, sunday she called me and asked me to get ready to go to the dance teachers house. we met near the bustand and took a rikshaw to her  house. We reached her house around 11.30. It was a beautiful place and a traditional construction. once you enter the main door, you will see a big hall on the left side where the practice session happens. There was about 4 girls practicing on the floor. My heart started beating fast... The teacher greated my friend and called us inside. My friend took the teacher outside for a while and kept me waiting in the hall. I was delightfully watching the girls practicing in elegent steps. after 15minutes both of them came inside and then the teacher announced the class is over and bid bye to the students. We were only 3 in the room. The teacher looked at me very curiously and smiled. She told my friend that I have very nice features and I will look very graceful in dance postures. I smiled with little shyness and my face was down. The Teacher slowly came close to me and touched my chin and lifted my face slowly... She said, your friend has told me about you and I am very happy to support you. I will make you a  'beautiful female dancer'.. but you should promise me that you will obey me.. I delightfully said sure.
Teacher started explaining. Mohiniyattam is rightfully is a female dance form and the success of it depends on the feminine grace that the dancer throws. She told me on my face that God has given you the feminine grace so you are very lucky. But you need to always remember this in your mind. You cannot display any mascular or manly posture which will ruin the beauty of this dance. So, even when you practice, you should wear female cloths and accessories..  (I was really excited. Infact I wanted to request the same with her, luckly she herself demanded it). She said, you may buy some nice churidhars and make up kits for you and we will start the session tomorrow itself. Initially, I shall give you classes individually, later on , you can be put in to the other groups. I was so delighted that tears started flowing from my eyes. both my friend and teacher noticed and asked me what happened? I said I really thank God who took me to you. The teacher just simply embraced me and very affectionately patted on my back and said, Nothing to worry, 'girl' you are in safe hands! The word 'girl' created a sudden and deep impact on me..  I did not have any more words to say. After a while, we left the place and my friend was equally excited and was talking too much about what I should do and where to go for shopping for my dresses etc., On that evening itself, we did our shopping and collected 3 very nice dresses. My frined also  bought couple of bras, skrits and nighties for me.. That night  Icould not sleep.. my dream was going to happen.. It was wonderful. I dressed up in nighty with lipstic and wig.. whole night I was dreaming....eyes well opened
To be continued...

Monday

How i became suchithra

How I became suchithra

I was born in Alappuzha Dist, Kerala, as the younger of two girls. Both my parents were govt. Employees. When I was 12 yrs old, during the vacation, I was alone in the home. For just fun, I tried to wear my elder sister bra & panties and I was so excited. Feeling a strong urge from inside, I shaved my moustache & my whole body. Then I got an old frock of my younger sister. I wore all the dresses - bra, panties, shimmy, petticoat & finally frock. I tied a towel over my head, applied makeup & ornaments of my sisters. Then I stood watching my fem beauty for hours, in front of the mirror- swaying sideways and  behaving  in the ladies style. It was the birth of Suchithra - my fem side (and my reality).
Slowly cding became my passion. Gradually I made a good collection of dresses, makeups, wigs, ornaments etc. (You can see them in my photos). My room on the first floor of home was Suchi”s paradise. Mostly I slept in girls dresses.
After I got job in a public sector utility, I was posted at Kozhikode, Kerala, nearly 300kms from home. I took suchi”s luggage secretly to Kozhokode. In the quarters, I was Suchi all the time. After office work, when I come to my quarters, I will take a quick bath, & will put on Suchi’s dresses. The frequent cding made my mind think differently. Why this hideout? Why cant I be Suchithra the rest of my life? These questions haunted me for several days. After serious thought, I approached a famous Psychiatrist in Kozhikode town. He listened to me patiently. He said –“ You should ether be yourself, or you should become Suchithra, The decision is yours”. This lead me to a very tough & risky decision.
The next day, I went to consult a famous maxillofacial & plastic surgeon- Dr. Das I had earlier read news of “Sexual Re-assignment surgery” done successfully by him. After listening to my dilemma, he said – “It seems that you have a great urge to have a feminine body. But that does not complete everything. You should lead the real life of a woman, for at least four months,  before u can have the surgery.  I readily agreed. But I begged the doctor to help me for creating a situation for this tough task.
After some thinking, he suggested  - “As u have an Engg. Diploma in hand, u can study for B.E. I know the Principal of Nehru College of Engg (for Women), Kozhikode. OK. Let me see”. After 2 days, he phoned me,- “Suchi, u have good luck. U should come with ur certificates to my home in the evening, & remember – not as a boy, as Suchi. I was slightly frightened, but also excited. In the doctor”s home, he introduced me to another man-Mr. Ramesh. He took my photos and collected my certificates. The doctor gave me some lotions, face creams ( to prevent hair growth) & tonic (for Suchi”s body) and gave necessary instructions. The next evening, he gave edited, but really true-looking certificates of Suchi. I got the cfts with trembling hands & tears in my eyes.

The next day, Dr. Das, Mr. Ramesh & me went to the college. The doctor introduced me as the only daughter of Mr.Ramesh, a rich business man. After the office procedures, I was admitted. I was also admitted to the ladies hostel. In my room, there were 2 others –sucy & Ramya.

Sunday

Some Random Pics of Crossdressers

My wife army officer


Hi my name is amit.i m not good at studies.and my father has died so my mother is doing small jobs in other home and i have one cousin or galfriend vijaya whom i like so much her parents has died so she is staying with us .she is good at studies and she is good at health . let me tell u a thing i m a boy but i m so tender and delicate like gals and not so strong and look like a gal due to that many people make fun of me my mother and vijaya know this but they does make me feel like that. vijaya is a beautiful gal i love her so much and want to get her married but she take me as her good friend .vijaya has long hair upto her buttock i love her hair so much each morning I used to see my sister comb her beautiful hair . her hair was amazing , it was very thick and black in color and it reaches well behind her waist. My sister was doing plus 2 and i was in 10 th std.. She wears pin afore school dress ( a nice tight shirt model dress) .. When she was brushing her super black thick hair i was watching her by sitting in bed. My mom came inside and ask her to sit down . she sat down with huge bulk of hair which covers her back completely. Mom hold her loverly hair tightly and put oil on the hair nicely , sister just sat down quietly and enjoy the massage , my heart beats tht i want to be her at tht time with beautiful long hair oiling by mom .. After oiling mom taken the comb and as my sister to turn arround to take center partition , sister turns around and sees moms eyes , mom tightly hold her head and took a clear neat center partition wow wow wow wow wow wow in tht center partion my sister looks more cute .. then she make her to turn to take back center partition , sister turned arround , mom bend my sister head down and took center partition on backside , then she makes the hair floats on two sides of my sister.. wow wow my sister sits with neatly parted hair , huge bulk of hair onboth side of shoulders. then mom given a nice brush on both sides and she complete the sister look with 2 nice fold
Jul 27

shweta

part ii

which was tied by a ribbon . wow i wish to see with nice oiled hair with 2 braids which was tied by a ribbon. every morning my mom makes two folded choti of her hair n my sis put on choti to my mom hair n put jasmine in it they always talk of hair girly thingsmom used to make choti of her hair i often pulled her braid and wants to play with her braid but she won’t allow me to do that she takes lots of care of her long hair daily washing and she also loves her hair so much and won’t allow anyone to touch her hair. she make different hair style and her hair are so thick when she make single choti it looks like that a big snake is moving on her back. when i see her combing i could not control and try to pull her hair she warned me many times about that but i was uncontrollable and used to pull her choti and she got annoyed and used to tell me it really painful if u have long hair than u would have known the pain. I used to tell her long hair s are for gals not for boys and laugh. So both of us completed our 12th and she told to me that we should search for a job becoz mom is getting older and weaker so we both applied for army officer job and i got failed but was able to make it than she told me search for a job so her interview date came she gone for interview and came back she was upset after interview i asked what happen she told me that people their told me that in ur batch around 20 man are there and u are the only gal so u should be tough and after seeing my long hair they told that ur hair are so long and its not easy for u to do all training in such long hair so u have to cut ur hair thats y i am upset i also got frightened after listening this and i assured her u don’t have to do that job i will search for a job so i went to a company for job there the interviewer was lady after seeing my degree marks and my figure they told that we are ready to give u a job but u look like a gal we can offer u a job of receptionist but u have to wear saree and long hair with two choti i got shocked and told them how i
Jul 27

shweta

part3

can i wear a saree and two choti i m a man she started to laugh and said who will tell that u r a man by seeing u look like a gal and if u allow us we can show that u look like a gal i got irritated and said to them how u can prove that i am a gal. So she called two gals and ordered sth to them they brought saree and a long hair wig they draped saree and put wig on my head and made two choti i was feeling very bad and they made two choti and taken my photo and she shown me and said who will tell by seeing this that u r not a gal and i quickly remove that cloth and removed wig she said we will give u 20000/- pls join us so i asked y cant u employ a gal she said we require a gal like boy becoz people use to play with our receptionist and our boss daughter is too irritating and they usally make fun of this receptionist.it was humiliating for me and i got very upset and came back so when vijaya asked me what happen so i told her whole story shown the photo and asked her did look like a gal and she convince me no u don’t look like a gal and she asked me so what is the problem and they will give you good salary y u refused i asked her how can i be a gal or receptionist i m not a gal so she told don’t worry i and mom will make u a gal we will teach you how to wear saree and mom said and i will make two choti of ur hair like that in photo and u dodnt need to put a wig we will give natural hair and we will make a nice choti with gajra no body will come to know that u r boy and make u a beautiful gal,and in this home we all three will have long hairs and we will enjoy each other hair combing. i got irritated and i pulled vijaya long choti and she cried and said to her i m not bitch like a gal im a man and i tell her that long hair are for gals not for man. and i left they didn’t like my comment. Next day when i came back i saw vijaya in two choti and i asked water from her she brought the water and bended and kept on the table while she was bending her choti came in front i was unable to control my emotions and i
Jul 27

shweta

part4

i pulled her choti and said today u r looking ravishing in two choti i love ur long hair u should keep ur hair always in two choti and she asked u got the job she taken her choti back and u don’t have right to touch my hair due to u i have to cut my long hair so i told don’t worry she asked me why cant u join that company, they want me to wear gal dress and always two choti, i m not a gal and she said see u love my long hair and two chotis na than u ll also love ur two choti and u don’t worry i will make u a gal, i will buy good dresses for u and u like long hair and two choti na i will daily make of two choti of u n u will also look very good in two choti n saree and put a fine gajra on u ,and she said see in photo with two choti u r also looking very nice then u don’t need to pull my choti u can pull ur own choti and play with it and we will also pull ur choti and have fun and i assure u i will teach u many styles like juda ,sagar choti and braided juda ,two choti ,n than we will go for shopping in saree and we will be like sisters and from childhood onwards i want one sister then i will play with urs choti and i make u sure within one year ur choti will touch ur back ,and it will also swing like snake ,and u always want long hair no i will give u longer hair and choti than me u no need to worry, i felt like hell and i said i m not a bitch and long hair looks good on you not on me i want long hairs on u and i slapped her .next day she got her call letter she told i have to join their after 10 days u have only 10 days so get the job if u don’t want me to cut my hair. I have no option left but people are ready to offer me a gal job not of boys and one day wen i came back vijaya was crying and not showing her face to me i tried to grab her and i was shocked she cut her hair and told me i m going to join army. And she gave me her choti in my hand and said i hate u so much and she went into bedroom and cried. Next day she was crying and left i was so upset and feeling guilty due to me she has to cut her ha
Jul 27

shweta

part 6

her hair and go for doing the job she told me i hate u i told to mom that i love her and she hates me what to do? My mom said due to u only she was upset and she have to cut her long hair which she likes most .so what should i do now? Mom told to me that the only option left is u have to please her while she came back. I told to mom i m ready to do anything for her.. mom told u do whatever i said vijaya will be yours. So mom said first u have to grow long hairs i said mom i cant she said then forget vijaya she loved long hair and to please her u have to keep long hair like her i asked her is it possible to grow hair like her .mom said u don’t worry with proper care u can , so i surrendered and mom started her lessons she taught me household work and taught me dishes which vijaya likes i was ready to do anything for vijaya.mom daily applied oil in my hair and shampooed my hair and taught me how to take care hair within one month my hair started growing and in that month we got money order mom said she how much she is caring for us i felt very bad and search for job but i was helpless after five month my hair reached my neck and i used to keep them in pony my mom daily oiled them and make a nice choti of my hair i was feeling bad but for vijaya sake i was happy then my hair started touching my back i used to keep cap while going outside so nobody came to know that i have long hair like gals my mom taught me many hair style that vijaya used to keep and taught me how to take care of them and one fine day we got a letter from vijaya that she is coming back i was too happy my mom said ok get ready i told she will come in evening so she said we are going to beauty parlour to get ur hair lengthened like vijaya i said its possible she said yes then we went to a beauty parlour their lady was surprised to see my silky long hair and she told she should be a gal and she will looks really good in saree and i assure u that after attaching long hairs she will look like indain traditional lady ,all booooys will love him ,
Jul 27

shweta

part 6

and pls keep ur hairs in two choti it will suit ;ur face,i hated her comment and they attached long hair to my hair and now my hair are upto my hips and that lady asked my may i braid her hair mom said yes i got angried she seprated my hair and middle parted it and started combing it was too heavy she was enjoying it and she made two chotis and made me to stand in front of mirror and bring my chotis forward i was shocked to see such a thick and long braid ,see u look like a gal and she given jerk to my choti and laughed and said ur husband is too lucky he will love these hair and u also it was like fat snake on my both side its so thick like vijaya mom said, she will be happy to see u and ur hair n she will start loving u. I was happy to listen that and i loosen my choti and we came back my mom combed my long hair made tight choti of of my hair it was to cumbersome and heavy ot take care of such a long hair i was feeling some body has put a weight on my head my choti was swinging like snake and making me feel uncomfortable i tell to mom that i was to inconvenient to take care of such a long choti i asked mom how u will take care of ur long hair mom said i kept my long hair becoz ur father loves it and so u should also think like that then it will not bother u then my taken my choti and adjusted and combed and put a nice rubber at last and i asked mom again by seeing my long hair she will love me see said she i loves long hair much and when she ll see this much long choti on u she will really loves u.and she combed the remaining hair. And just pulled my choti and said now vijaya will pul ur choti like that . i felt bad but its all for vijaya, then i made a juda of my long choti and put my choti in cap and we went to station to receive vijaya ,she came in army uniform of men she was looking like a tough and stronger man and she came and lifted my mom i was happy to see her back but she have very short hair i m missing her long choti but i have decided that i will again insist her too keep long choti and after
Jul 27

shweta

part7

i got married to her i will cut my hair and pull her braid and enjoy it and she swing mom in air ,my mom said u know once amit tried to lift me and he fall down she said mom i m ur army man now and laughed at my fate i shied and she lifted me in air and swinged me like a hero and i got humiliated and feeling like a gal and she swinged me, cap came down and juda loosened , my choti started to swing in air like a cradle she and all persons their were shocked to see it and said what is this ,mom said he has done all these to please u? Then i shown her choti to her and then i said don’t worry my hairs are your hair now .then she said this is real hair and pulled my choti it was painful i cried she said now u came to know pain and she again lifted me and said i love u i became mad after listening this and said thanks to mom while returning she played with my hair .mom said follow me i will talk about marriage then we came back to home in whole way she played with my choti and said u got really good hair. then mom said go and prepare food for her she asked he know how to prepare food mom said she became a good boy, now she said not boy good gal and they both laughed i felt bad but mom said she will like it ,so i went to kitchen and made tea then I prepared the dow for chapatti and made Paneer. I also set cooker with Rice and Dal. I could sense that vijay was home and he she came and pulled my choti and said ur now become a good friend of mine and I could see in Vijaya’s eyes that she was very happy. Vijayaa appreciated my efforts and thanked me for the same. Vijaya also commented that I look very pretty with my hair tied in nice and thick choti she taken my choti in hand and praised it I really felt very good by listening all these and I just pulled my choti from her hand and I said it pains then we laughed , i made all dishes which vijaya liked ,when i bended to offer her tea my choti came forward and she pulled it and i felt heavy pain she asked how u felt ,i started eating and mom said amit has prep
Jul 27

shweta

part 8

pared it, she complimented me and said u r very good i was happy to listen this .then mom asked her would she marry my child she said why not i ll. I was very happy to listen this and she said today we will make suhagraat and i will buy a good dress for him she went outside and bring some dresses for me and said go and get ready and she went outside and i went and thanked mom she said r u happy i said yes .i went to bathroom and bath and washed my hair and .hair was really long and it s too cumbersome to wash hair it covered whole my back and too heavy too wash then i covered my hair in towel and came back and mom came and dried my hair and applied oil in them i was happy ,and I thanked mom for all these and said I felt very bad wen u said to me to grow long hair but today I love my hair mom said now u love ur long hair I said yes mom then mom said ok i will give today one choti and i will put gajra in it vijaya will like it i said mom i m a boy and i don’t need gajra ,so mom said that gajra don’t belong to boy and gal its belongs to long hair and long chotis and u have long hair u should take care of them because if u wudnt than it will create problem for u and and due to daily application of coco oil ur hair give bad smell and gajra will give good smell in your choti ok and u know i always put gajra to attract ur father he love to see me in gajra and daily bring gajra for me and it creates love between us when ever he brings gajra i feel so happy and he used to praise my long hair and he always told me that if we had a gal then we will give her long hair like u but then we had a son then I became unhappy that I cant make him happy but today if he would be alive he will be so happy to see you in long hair and he will really praise your hair he never allowed me to remove gajra from my hair he used to pull my braid again and again its paining many times and I was worried for my long hairs and you know one day I asked your father if you would be a gal would you keep long hair or short so he said definitel
Aug 3 (6 days ago)

shweta

ely longer then you and then I will not allow any one to touch my hair and I will put gajra in my hair than I joked with him that I will pull ur long choti than what u will do he said u can do becoz u r my husband, so why u have not given wig to him and given him long choti ,so mom said a secret to me that one day she and pa had a bet and mom win so mom said him to change roles for one day that day I made pa a beautiful lady and given him long hair wig and put a nice gajra in that and mom shown that photo to me pa was looking like a gal in saree and pa has knee length choti I was astonished this was pa and mom was in jeans shirt and pa was pressing legs of mom that day I made ur pa to do all duties and I put a long gajra in his hair and pulled his choti many times and given him nice chudiya and asked him to dance and we enjoyed a lot so to harass him more I taken a promise from him that if u want me to keep long hair always than on each holiday we will play role reversal like this so do u want to become lady I got angried and said mom no in this birth I know if vijaya will tell than u will do anything and and after some time when vijaya will put gajra in ur choti u will know its very heavy why cant u allow me to keep juda its comfortable and easy to manage and i can put gajra in juda also and many gals are doing this ,whole time choti swing on buttock,s and hits it again and again and creates problem in walking mom said see when vijaya keeps her hair in juda do u like to see her hair ,u always want her to see in two choti tell me if i am wrong so i shied and mom said now why u r shying like a bride, and if you will make two chotis today vijaya will love u immensely and make love on you,i said mom two chotis are for small gals who are in school so mom make fun of me and said so you are college going gal who want to be in juda see have u ever seen any college gal in juda they all know that boys like long hair thats y they always keeps their hair in choti ,but mom many gals i have seen keep their hair in juda ,t
Aug 5 (4 days ago)

shweta

they will have short hair or thin hair ,but ur hair is long and thick she taken my hair in her hand and shown it to me ,u know if this much long hair u will go to college than all boys will flirt on u and all gal will get jealous of ur long hair and if u will go to college I will give u folded choti with ribbon u will look so nice with it and it light also and easy to manage I said mom I don’t want I m not a gal and I ll not go outside with my long hair and I always kept my hair in choti while I was in college and your father never allowed me to keep my hair in juda and u know with two chotis u don’t have to keep your choti in front like one choti and every one will directly came to know about length of ur hair,and u will look more decent, but mom two choti are too harassing how to take care of them and how to walk properly with such a long chotis u know i have long hair and my choti will touch my knees and it will hit again my knees, ok tell me then why u always want to see vijaya in two chotis and why u got uncomfortable with her two choti ,mom how do u know this ,she said ur pennies got erected that time and it was clearly visible to all ,so y didn’t u tel me at that time so she said u were boy that time , so i m still a boy she said no u have changed a lot ,i got irritated and said mom i don’t want two chotis , ok see im not asking u for two chotis only one , and what ever doubt u have about long hair get it clarified by vijaya, see hair is a beauty which every one should be proud of and long hair are beauty of woman and every one attracted towards long hair and juda hides the beauty of ur long hair, ok tell me whenever a man sees a long choti gal what he do first he pulls her choti shaking hands comes later ,and choti attracts every one ,u also pulled choti of vijaya choti it didn’t attracted u ,your choti will attract all people so that mean now all people will pull my choti , she laughed in a deceptive way and it will create sensation in vijaya when it will swing like snake and hit ur bump then vijaya

shweta

then vijaya heartbeat will run fast and she will not be able to control it and will make love with you and she adjusted my choti and said see choti creates sensation in a mens mind and he loves the gal who has long hair like u, but here case is ulta im a man and she is a gal, pls my son don’t worry soon u will be comfortable with it and u will feel very good when ur choti will hit ur buttock, and i assure u vijaya will love u in single choti , And keep one thing in mind when u are in one single choti keep it always in front when u are near to vijaya i asked y he said that like this gals to attract boys long hair attracts boys just now u said it attract boys , so mom y cant i keep my hair in open to attract her good one becoz u hav to prepare food na so hair will go in food and open hair in morning after bath and good ladies don’t keep her hair open they always keep them in nice braided choti men loves too pull choti and today ur suhag rat is there so choti will be comfortable for u i felt happy and seen my choti ,i didn’t like all these but i was convinced by mom and than she combed my hair very harshly i said to mom its paining she said today ur hair should look gorgeous otherwise u will not look good are u ready for it i said no ok continue and and than she started braiding them it was really painful to comb and braid but now i like my hair becoz due to that vijaya started loving me than she three parted my hair and started braiding it then finally she finished my choti and in last she tries to search for rubber but she didn’t get it so she removes rubber from her choti she asked me where is rubber now here we both have to fight for rubber whenever u go out pls bring rubber for ur n mine choti I said what I will aske shopkeeper then he will doubt why I am asking rubber u tell that I am taking it for my wife ,and then she put her choti rubber and than she went for searching garja and she handed over my choti to me she was and I was seeing that my choti is so long and thick and I m even in my whole life.

Tuesday

Zarurat :: A crossdresser's Dreams

hi
ma name is puneet.i am the twin brother of puja.let me tell ma sister is an idoit,stupip, dumb and lots of other things.she was getting married to one of the richest families in the district , but went on an excurtion with her friends to singapore and was about to return just two days before the marriage.
but one of her stupid frnds had dope with them and so the whole group got caught, and they would not leave them untill the case got cleared.so this is what happened the next morning.................
punnu wake up there is a big problem.
what is it mom?
then every thing was explained to me
oh shit mom , whats gonna happen now
rohit,s father will call of the marriage if he comes to know of all this. so i just called rohit 20 minutes ago and he is comming
ting tong........
maybe its rohit
hey jiju ur wife's a dumbo
yeah man but can't help it i love her so much, so i was wondering if u could take her place in the marriage
what the f......
first listen to me then speak, its just a matter of a few days as soon as she comes back we will switch over both of u . because once my father calls of this marriage i wont be able to convince him for the second time. and u know it was so hard for me to convince him the first time
i understand but i can't be the bride.
why not i will pay u 10000 per day u spend as a bride. just concider urself as an actor and that u have to pay the role of a newely wed wife and see i am paying u toooo.aunty plz make him understand.
see beta since the death of ur father rohit has supported us a lot and not its ur time to help him and ur sister tooo. plz i beg of u-
no no no mom i will do it . just don't touch ma feet .  ok i will do it

now if i don't get ur comments means u all did not like the story so i just won't write any more for u all. give me ur love and i promise to keep giving u ma imagination.
love PUJA

Sunday

Step Into My Shoes :: I hope you all will love this fantastic story by Shefali

by Shefali

After a long tiring night I woke up early in the morning and found my husband dozing heavily. My husband used to have a sound sleep even when he worked half of what I worked. Prem is my husband and we had married just a year ago. He was a typical male chauvinist and believed that domestic duties were meant only for women. I adjusted my night gown, tied the buttons and entered the kitchen to prepare tea for me and my husband. He always wanted his tea in bed. Only after he would have his first cup of tea he came out of the blanket and out of the bed. It took me just a couple of minutes to get the tea prepared. I poured the tea into the cup and entered the bedroom and found my husband still lying wearing only a trunk. He was almost naked. He had a clean body without any hairs on it. He even did not grow beard barring a few strands of hair under his chin.  I gave him a jerk to wake him up. But instead of being pleased he just howled at me, You have disturbed my sleep. How peaceful it was, when my eyes were closed. I have brought tea for you. If you wish to drink it, just wake up and drink it. I replied sarcastically.
After the tea I started my daily routine of sweeping and dusting the house. It took a lot of time. After the sweeping and dusting I used to have my bath and only then I would prepare breakfast and also lunch for our offices. Both me and my husband were in job in private companies. The salary of my husband was just not enough for both of us. So I had to step out and in a very short time I was earning almost twice to what my husband got. This made him jealous of me and therefore to show of his male pride he became more harsh towards me. He would not even take a glass of water to drink all by himself.
It was a very tedious work. Doing all the domestic work cooking, washing utensils, sweeping, dusting, laundering and ironing clothes and above all doing a ten hour job single handedly had created a depression in me and to add to my woes my husband became more and more demanding as time passed by. He started avoiding talking to me but was always ready to give his orders and expected me to obey him. I did not wanted to mess up my marriage so I continued to hang up. I just worked relentlessly in home and outside without any reward and the work which started at five in the morning would always end up late at eleven by night. So I was forced to work almost eighteen hours a day without any break.
Continuous work without any break created a depression in me. I wanted my husband to help me but he simply would not listen. Men are not supposed to do domestic duties. It is specifically the work of women, he would say and shed off his responsibilities. I then reminded him of the couple residing in our neighbor, See they work together and even share domestic work. The husband is so cooperative. He washes the clothes and even irons them. He is a sissy, my husband replied, he his henpecked. I cannot be like him. I could reply nothing. But in my heart I always desired that If I would get a chance I will turn him into a sissy. May be in the next birth he may be born as a girl and I would be born as a boy. Then I will show him, what it meant to be a wife.
The continuous negligent attitude of my husband towards the home created more and more problems with each passing day. He started coming home late after work. Sometimes he would be drunk. I tolerated his behavior for some time but then the water finally was rising above my head. I had to do something about the whole issue of bringing my husband back to senses, but he simply would not listen. This led me into such a depression, that once when I reported late for my job, my boss gave me an ultimatum. Mrs. Sumitra, either you must be on time or else I will have to sack you. The thought of being removed from the job brought tears to my eyes and I just could not control them. I was totally fed up and seriously thought of divorcing my husband.
Seeing my helpless condition, one of my colleague Miss. Sanjana was moved. She came nearer to me and said, what's the matter? Why are you crying. I told her that the boss has warned me that if I report late for work he will fire me. But, I can't help. It is so difficult because of my husband. I am fed up with him and his ways. He is too much demanding and does not care for my emotions and requirements at all. I have tried hard to reform him, but its of no use. We will talk later at lunch, said Sanjana. She consoled me. I felt somewhat better.
At lunch, Sanjana was with me. She wanted to hear the entire story. So in detail I told her how my husband behaved and refused to cooperate with me. If he would share just a little work and do his own work by himself, life would have been better. I told her. All the men are same. My father was just like your husband. He never took a glass of water to drink all by himself. He would just nag my mother the whole day long. I just do not know how she coped up with such behavior. But do not worry. I know of a highly famed spiritual master, who has the power of healing people by his unique ways. To some he just touches them at the right places and they are well. To some he gives medicine. May be he has a cure for your problem.
I was amazed. How could a person cure my problem with medicines or just by touching me. I was skeptical. But Sanjana assured me that he will certainly find a way of improving the behavior of my husband. I had no option, but to give a try to what Sanjana was saying.     
After the office closed, Sanjana came up to me and reminded me that I had to go with her to the tantrik. She had raised in me some hopes of respite, that I may be able to save my marriage by reforming my husband. So I went along with her on the outskirts of the city where he was staying for the moment. When we entered the place where he was sitting there was a big mass gathered. People of all ages, rich or poor were present there to solve their problems. The tantrik was an impressive looking figure with tall height and broad built. To some he gave his blessings and to some he would give some herbal medicines. The atmosphere was charged up. It gave me some hopes that my problem too would be solved. There were several persons who narrated stories of their belief on the master and as to how he cured their problems. After waiting for about an hour it was my turn.
I stated my problem to the tantrik. He listened patiently. After I had spoken, he said to me, Your problem is really difficult to solve. It involves sacrifices. But If you are ready to make some sacrifices then I will give you my blessings and some other treatment. I was ready to try anything, and to make any sacrifice he asked me to do. When he saw my determination, he said to me. The problem is your husband's ego. As a man he does not want to feel inferior to you in any way and that is the reason for his bad behavior towards you. So if you really want to improve him, then you will have to try something extraordinary. Both of you will have to step into each other's shoes. I did not understand what he meant by stepping into each other's shoes. He smiled and from a box he took out six tablets. Six of them were blue in color and the remaining six were pink. Blue is for boys and pink is for girls, he said. He put the medicines in a packet and said to me, You have to take three blue tablets, one for each day as soon as you get up, either with milk or tea, whatever you drink. You must give three pink tablets to your husband, one for each day. When your wishes are fulfilled just remember me with whole your heart and i will appear. Then I will give you the remaining three blue and three tablets, you must preserve them because they may be needed later on. You will have to decide when to use them. And remember, these tablets are soluble so you will have no difficulty in administering to your husband.And remember one more thing, Do not enter into physical Intimacy with your husband or else everything will slip out of my hands. I promised him what he wanted. Now, you may leave. God bless you. We took his blessings and left for our homes.
When I reached home, I was mixed with emotions. I was in confusion as to how these medicines would work. So I was eager to try them. That night I just could not sleep well, because my mind was working continuously. I tried hard to sleep but failed. The next morning as usual I got up from the bed and saw my husband still lying. Though he had a good sleep, he too had woke up, but he lay there still onto the bed. I stood before the mirror, adjusted my nightie and then after washing my face entered into the kitchen to prepare tea. After I had prepared the tea, I took out a tablet one of blue color and one of a pink color. The pink tablet was easily soluble. I left my tea into the kitchen and took my husband's cup of tea into the bedroom. When he saw that the tea was ready, he woke up and in a few minutes he had consumed it. I then went into the kitchen mixed the blue tablet in my cup and tea and drank it.    
Nothing really happened on the first day. The entire day passed of without any change in circumstances or my husband's behavior towards me. He was still late at home and as usual making me run for his very petty demands. I began to suspect the effectiveness of the medicines. At night, both of us went to bed as usual. The medicine were for three days. May be it would work tomorrow, I thought and tried to sleep. But sleep was far away from my eyes. I had some strange sensations inside my body. I looked at my husband. he too was feeling uneasy. It was almost past midnight, when I began to feel drowsy. After some time I was in a deep slumber. The next day when I woke up and as usual I looked myself into the mirror. I felt that my breasts had shrunk a little and I felt as if I had put some weight. I did not understand what had happened. But, I closed the buttons of my nightie as usual, washed my face, and entered the kitchen to prepare tea.
As usual, I prepared tea, poured it into the cups, mixed the medicines, and served my husband. He was still sleeping. When I woke him up, he was somewhat passive and did not growl. Instead, he stared me, held the cup of tea and drank it. I took my cup of tea and consumed it. After the tea my husband instead of reading the newspaper, entered the bathroom to take a wash. When he came out after the bath, he was wearing just a towel. I noticed that his chest was somewhat rounder as if he had acquired some breasts and his waist looked somewhat slimmer. I thought it was a hallucination, so I just stopped thinking about it and went into the kitchen to finish preparing the breakfast.
The first day did not seem eventful accept that I got skeptical about the whole thing. Is it going to work. Are my breasts shrinking and was his breasts growing. How can that happen? I could not believe it. I thought it was foolish to think like this. There are many scoundrels who give you some sort of intoxicated drugs, so you never know what is happening actually. By evening, I went home as usual, and like any other day continued to work without any assistance from my husband.
We went to sleep. My husband who had unexpectedly came home earlier was complaining of a slight headache and therefore went to sleep early. I slept besides him and had strange feelings in my mind. I wanted to get hold of him from behind and wished to hug him, kiss him hard and press his chest. But then I thought it was a fantasy of my mind. I willfully turned my face the other way and tried to sleep.
The next morning when I woke up and as always I looked myself into the mirror, I felt strange. My breasts had shrunk more than the previous day. The cups of the bra went empty. Though I still had breasts they were reduced from a C cup to an A cup. The difference between my breast size and waist size was also shrinking. This was no hallucination. It seemed real. But, I entered the kitchen as usual to prepare tea. This was the third and final day. When I entered the bedroom I was amazed to find my husband examining his body into the mirror. Something is happening to me, he said. I am getting slimmer and my chest is growing. You are so lucky to get slimmer without any exercises or any hard effort. I said to him. He seemed pleased with the comments. For the first time ever after marriage he gave me a kiss on my cheeks. But when he saw me he seemed little worried. You are getting fatter, he said. He is really changing. Now, I had a feeling that the turmoil in my life was beginning to end. But when he said that the boss gave him a promotion and had doubled his salary, I knew the reason of his happiness. It had nothing to do with the effects of the medicine, but he only wanted to show that he now got salary equal to me.
He drank the tea taking large sips in a minute. I did the rest of my work as usual. Nothing unusual happened in the day. I thought that the behavioral changes in my husband might be temporary. I began to doubt the sincerity of the tantrik. When after work hours I reached home there was nothing new. My husband was late as he always was. He was talking to me in same tone he always used with me. This made me more skeptical. But the body changes were real and they could not be doubted.
So, with doubts in my mind I went to sleep. My husband was already lying on the bed. He experienced some pain in his stomach and was uneasy. After some time, I also had the same feeling. I feared that I had made some mistake while preparing dinner and therefore both of us felt uneasy. Almost for two hours the pain subsisted and grew with time passing by. After two hours both of us went into deep slumber.
The next morning when I woke up, I was feeling a bit drowsy. But I had to do my work. I went in front of the mirror and adjusted my nightie. But to my surprise I found out that I had lost my breasts. I felt embarrassed. So in a hurry I entered the bathroom to wash my face. After I had washed my face, I felt a strong pressure to urinate. As usual I sat down to pass it off. But to my utmost surprise I found a little ***** hanging in between my legs. My goodness, I thought. I was worried that if my husband found it out he will surely sue me for divorce. So quickly I made an exit from the bathroom and entered the kitchen to prepare tea.
My tension about the changes in my body grew. But still I managed to get the tea ready, poured it into a cup and headed towards the bedroom to my husband. I woke him up. He rubbed his eyes and got up. Before refreshing himself he stood before the mirror and saw himself. He almost screamed but he controlled himself. It was amazing. He had grown breasts and almost C cups. For a while he pressed them to feel that they were real. But they were real. He then examined his testes, ***** and found them missing. Instead he had developed a ******. He just sat down and could not at all reason out what was happening to him. He became so much tense that he actually began to sob. The first time ever I saw him behaving like this.
But now I had begun to understand what was happening. The medicines were having their effect on the body.  But I never knew it could have such a drastic effect. I was worried. How will I go to work. And how will my husband go to work. The entire scene scarred me. I just sat down to think what to do next. After a while I desperately called Sanjana. When she heard my frightful voice, she also became tense and assured me that she was going to be there in few minutes.
Sanjana arrived in just a few minutes. I opened the door for her. My husband hid himself into the bathrom, when he learnt that someone had come to meet me. I told the entire event to Sanjana and also How I had developed a ***** and how my husband developed breasts and a ******. She listened patiently to the whole story. After giving it a thought, she burst out laughing. So, the tantrik has turned your lives. Sumitra, you have now become a man and your husband has become a woman. Where is he. I then realized what Sanjana was saying is true. Our gender has changed. I pointed to her that my husband was hiding in the bathroom. Drag him out, she said. How can I do it, I said. Sumitra, you are now a man, just behave like one. I sensed that my husband has now become my wife, the power in me grew, I just thrust open the door of the bathroom and holding his hands led him out. Seeing him in such a pathetic state, Sanjana burst out laughing. She made him sit in front of her and said. I know what has happened to you. But being a woman is no shame. But what about our work, I said to Sanjana. How are we going to face our colleagues at office. Sanjana then sensed that it was really a problem.
She then hit upon an idea. She called the boss on phone and said that since sumitra was having some problem, she would be absent from work for just two days. And then noting the telephone no. of the boss of my husband, she conveyed the same message. So for two days the problem was solved. I was somewhat relieved. But Sanjana then started speaking, Both of you have cahnged. I will really miss you Sumitra but now its time for action. First you must change your names according to your gender. I nodded and my husband too. After working it for some time, I preferred calling my husband Pramila and I became Sumit. So once the names were settled, Sanjana took two  sheets of paper and asked me to write a letter to the boss.
Dear Sir, I will not be able to continue in your services due to some very personal reasons. Therefore, in the interest of the Company I am sending to you another equally qualified girl, Pramila. I hope You will be pleased to appoint her in my place. Yours faithfully. Then on the other sheet of paper she wrote the same letter for me. You will now join service in place of Sumitra, she said to Prem. And you will join service in place of Prem, she said to me. Now its already late. I too have to join my job. I shall certainly help you, whenever you need it. Saying this she left for her workplace.
After Sanjana had gone, I sat down in front of my husband, who was still sitting in a depressing mood. You have to accept your fate. Its our destiny now. You must accept the fact that you are a girl now and you must embrace and enjoy your feminity with dignity and grace. I have also accepted the fact that I am no longer a Girl and no longer your wife. We have changed. I said to him. He still was in a shock. I asked him to take a bath. We will do it together, I said to him. He accepted. Together we entered the bathroom to have a bath. I stripped myself. I had a flat chest now and a long grown *****. I then stripped my husband of his clothes. He had full grown up breasts and his ***** was missing. Instead he had acquired a Vagina. Together we took our bath. I enjoyed rubbing him and giving him a massage. He too came into his own after he had touched me. After the bath, both of us came out.
As usual he was to wear his shirt, when I stopped him. This is not for you darling. I said to him. I gave him my bra and a set of sari, blouse and petticoat. He did not knew how to wear it. So after I had worn his shirt and a trouser, I helped him in wearing a bra. The full rounded breasts created a wonderful cleavage. I got attracted to it and twice I put my finger into the cleavage and rubbed it upside down. My husband now had begun to feel that he was now a girl. Once he started accepting it became easier for me. I helped him in wearing the sari.
But still much was left desired. Even though our sex had changed, my hair was still long. I had to cut them after which I felt better. But for my husband his hair was still short and it would take a long time to grow. He needed a wig. So I had to note it down what was now required for me and my husband.
It was noon time when there was finally some time to relax. We will have a cup of tea. As soon as I was about to go into the kitchen, I remembered. I am not a girl now. So I then realized that I had to become the husband and Pramila was to become a wife for me. So I ordered Pramila to make tea for both of us. Pramila was surprised. She was about to ask something that I interrupted, Look Pramila, you have now become a girl and now you will have to live your life as my wife. I will be your husband. There is no other option. And men never do domestic duties, you very well know that. Now hurry up and prepare tea. Pramila wanted to protest, but failed.  Pramila did not know how to prepare tea. So I had to help her into the kitchen. You will have to learn fast Pramila. Its now your duty to do all domestic work, including cooking, sweeping, dusting, laundering and ironing. You are now supposed to keep your husband happy and pleased.
I understand sumit, said Pramila. I was pleased to hear my name as Sumit from Pramila's mouth. At last she has accepted her fate. I had now begun to understand the words of the tantrik, Your husband will never understand unless he steps into your shoes. Now he had entered into my shoes. We both had exchanged places. I will appoint a trainer for you who will teach you cooking and make up. I said to Pramila. What could she say? She had to accept.
I called Sanjana to discuss about the training. When Sanjana heard it, she herself was ready to teach Pramila. It would be interesting, She said. After all I have never taught a man how to cook and how to apply make up and wear dresses. My problem was solved. The next two days saw more changes in me and Pramila. While Pramila became more and more feminine, the power in me began to grow and I could feel my **** getting bigger and sometimes hardening. 
Two days passed and I felt that I had not even blinked my eye. I helped Pramila in getting ready for work and both of us now had to join each others office. So I dropped Pramila at my office and wished her good luck. I then reached the office of Prem. I handed over the letter to the Boss who was a lady. She read the contents of the letter and said, Prem was a hard worker. I expect the same from you Sumit. It was very kind of Prem to have engaged you in his place. He has saved us a lot of time and money that would have been expended in recruiting another person in his place. I assured my new boss that I will work as hard as Prem. She then ordered her secretary to guide me to my chamber.
I worked hard to gain the confidence of my boss. Though it was my first day at the new office, I did not find any difficulty in doing my work and as the noon passed, I got familiar with my other colleagues. They very well supported me. After the first day's work, I was worried about Pramila. Did she get along nicely? I called on Sanjana to enquire about it. Sanjana was ecstatic. The boss was pleased with the situation that he did not have to go through all the trouble of advertising for the post. She said to me. She was so pleased to have Pramila as her new friend that throughout she just taught her how to behave like a good girl. There was no problem at the end of the day. When I left my office, I headed straight to Pramila's office to pick her. She had been waiting for me. Sanjana also followed us to our home. Sanjana was living alone in a hostel, where she called on the warden to inform her that she would be out for a week.
When we reached our home, Sanjana was quick to react. I am now going to teach her how to treat your husband at the end of the day. To me she said, Just lay down on the chair. I did it. She then ordered Pramila, Take off his shoes and keep them on the shoe shelf. Bring for him the slippers you wear at home. Pramila did it. I enjoyed the feeling when Pramila took my shoes off from my feet. Hand your purse on the hook. Now arrange for a face wash for Sumit. After Pramila had served me as she was told, Sanjana asked her to change. Take off your sari Pramila and wear this Salwar suit. You will find it comfortable. As Pramila changed, I enjoyed watching her boobs sway side ways even when secured in the cups of the bra. After Pramila had changed, Sanjana took her into the kitchen and taught her how to prepare and serve tea. Pramila did it. After the tea, cooking lessons started for Pramila. Sanjana and I helped Pramila.
Pramila was quick to learn. In a month, she had learnt good cooking, learnt to dress and apply make up. I too brought for her various dresses for her size and that would look appropriate at work place and at home. It was time when I started to use the same egoistic language she used, when she was my husband. Slowly and steadily I succeeded in inducing in Pramila's mind that men never did domestic work and it was meant to be done only by women. Why would the mother's teach their daughters all the domestic work.  Pramila knew it. She was only forced by the change to learn and do domestic duties. She never did it and would never had done it, had she remained a man. But with circumstances changed, she had to do it. I had to teach her a lesson. So after Pramila had learnt cooking and dressing, I began to withdraw from housework.
Though our bodies had changed, I had never opted for physical intimacy as the tantrik had warned, until one day when Pramila after she had finished her work was changing from salwar suit into a nightie. I was watching her with interest. Her big breasts were tight and firm and could be easily seen under the see through nightie. Suddenly, I felt my **** straightening up. After a while it came down. But by then, I was so much attracted to Pramila that I could not resist my feelings,  got up and caught her from behind. I jerked her onto the bed and opening the hooks of her nightie kissed her nipple very hard. Pramila was just afraid at this sudden outburst. She tried to escape but I holded her so strong into my arms that she almost gave up. I licked her and kissed her in the most intimate parts which aroused her and also aroused me. But after the initial foreplay when I put my **** into her mouth, Pramila felt envious of me. She had this thing a few months back. But now the tables were turned. After sometime, I was able to put the hard **** into her ******. Out and in it went. Pramila after a initial shock started loving it and experienced the feeling of orgasm. After I had done it, fear entered into my mind as I remembered the words of the tantrik, Things will go out of my hands, he had said.
The first time sex was a real eye opener for me. For the first time I experienced the power and the feeling of being in control. Pramila was almost helpless. She just lied down the bed and waited for me to make the moves. Never before I had felt such great feeling of freedom and of choice. I wanted to gain total control of Pramila. So when the next day she woke up after a sound sleep, I made it very clear to her that as a husband I would be in total control of the house and of Pramila herself. And from that very day I made it clear to her that since she had learnt almost all domestic work, I was simply not going to help her.
It was Pramila all the way. She would get up early, work in the house and also in the office. Very soon she started feeling the brunt of working all alone without any external help. And to add to her misery I would just engage in loving her every three to four days in a week. I could not control it. The first time ever I ****ed Pramila I had already physical intimacy with her. The damage was already done. So I continued to do it. Pramila was exhausted. I wanted just that. She should know what it felt to be like a woman. Working all day long without expecting any help from your husband and at the end of the day, pleasing him.
One day after Pramila woke up she headed straight away to the washbasin. She was feeling some heaviness  and tried to vomit out something. I was worried about her health. So I took an appointment  with the Doctor. The doctor at her clinic examined Pramila. It took almost fifteen minutes. After the check up when the Doctor came out of the room, she asked my name and scribbled something on her writing pad. Then she broke the news. Sumit, you are going to be a father. Your wife is fine and she is pregnant. I just could not believe it. Pramila was pregnant. The news was full of emotions for me and also for Pramila.
How can I become pregnant? asked Pramila. Its true that I have grown breasts and ****** but did I change completely? Do I have a uterus. How am I going to carry the child. How will be the labour? Will the child be normal. The Doctor was aghast. But she answered all the questions patiently. By this time Pramila had come to believe that bearing a child and becoming a mother was her destiny and she could not avoid it. It was my child too. Though Pramila wanted an abortion, I never allowed her to miscarry the fetus. I want the child, and that too a baby boy. I told her in clear terms.
The next nine months were hard for Pramila. She too was anxious as to how would the child be born. She would lovingly and affectionately slid her hands over her bulging stomach. I had told her in clear terms that I wanted a baby boy. If it will be a girl, we shall try again. I also had to engage a maid servant to help Pramila in such time. Finally after nine months the doctor announced that Pramila must be ready any time for delivery. The eventful day finally arrived. Pramila was writhe with pain and pleasure. The doctor took her into the labour room. I had to wait ouside. After almost an hour I heard the cries of the child. I was excited. The doctor came out of the room and said, Sumit you have become a father now. Your wife has delivered a baby girl. Though I was happy but then I had wished for a boy. I told the Doctor that I hoped for a boy. Try again, said the doctor. But now its time for you to enjoy and to share responsibilities of the new child with your wife. I entered the room. The child was lying beside the mother. I hold the baby in my arms. It was my child. I had become the father. I was overjoyed.
In next two days Pramila was back home with the child. The doctor had specifically advised Pramila to breastfeed the child for six months. I would just watch Pramila's breasts when she fed the child. They had grown in size and had become more tender. Pramila had asked for leave from work for a month which she had got. So for a month she had no problems in taking care of the child, but when it was time to return back at work, I had to make arrangements for proper care of the child in a crèche. Pramila's work was now tripled. She completed all her domestic duties day in and day out, also took care of the child and also took care of her service. I never helped her. After all it was not for a man to do domestic work or take care of the child, I said to Pramila. Pramila had also grown in size all around as all women grow after the birth of a child. She now looked more attractive and glowing than before.
Pramila was exhausted. She complained to me that I was not at all cooperative. But I shrugged my shoulders and said, If I were in your place, would you have helped me. Certainly not. I still remember the days when I was your wife and you were the husband. You never cared for my emotions. How can you now ask me to help you?  Have you forgotten that Men are not supposed to do any domestic work? And you must be grateful to me that I do not smoke or drink as you did it. Pramila could not speak. She knew every word was correct. She resigned to her fate.
I desperately wanted a baby boy. I coaxed Pramila into sex once again. She had no choice but to lay still while I ****ed her. After few months of intimacy The same doctor once again declared, Sumit your wife is pregnant the second time. I wanted a boy. So I tested the gender of the child and got it confirmed that it was going to be a boy. If it would have been a girl second time, I would rather have got the fetus aborted and tried again. Hearing this Pramila went into tears. You are a beast, she said. You simply do what you want. You have no love for your wife, Isn't it. I laughed at her comment. That's what I wanted. I wanted to frustrate her so much that she would beg for mercy.
But Pramila took to her fate rather calmly. In due time she gave birth to a baby boy. I was thrilled. I would just hold the child in my arms. I am going to make him like me. I said to Pramila. But now Pramila would not listen. She just did what she wanted to do. I felt as if she had started giving more time to her children than to me. That night when I wished to hold her from behind she just threw my hands off from her body. You are a beast, she said. All the time, you just think of sex. For the first time, I felt humiliated. I just could not control my anger. I slapped Pramila very hard. Pramila gave in sobbing. Though I felt bad afterwards but now I felt much more in control. I can make her do anything, I thought. She just needs some punishment.
I had found out the hidden power in me. I started scolding and beating Pramila for every mistake she committed. Pramila knew nothing how to react. She would just take the scolding and the beating as I inflicted on her. She would not say a word. I remembered, I also never reacted when Prem used to scold me. But it was the inner tension in me that led to this incident of sex change. I became somewhat sceptical. what would happen if Pramila will learn of the tantrik and meet him. It will be all over. He is so much powerful. I asked Sanjana to keep a watch on Pramila's activities.
Pramila has started neglecting duties at her office. She was warned by the boss a no. of times but Pramila did not care. She was so much engaged in her children. At this point of I decided that it was enough. I scolded Pramila for neglecting her office duties, but she replied, Its none of your business. After all, how would you know what it meant bearing two children and what it meant to be a mother. I have nurtured them in my womb for nine months, I have breastfed them. How will you understand all this? I knew Pramila was correct. I had wished the same thing some years back. But destiny had to play a part in our lives. But then I was bent upon teaching Pramila a lesson. So I wrote to her boss that since Pramila did not care for her house and for her children, it would be better if her salary was handed over to me. He accepted my request. When Pramila came to know of it, she cried. But then I wanted her to be in total submission to me. I wanted her to ask from me almost everything she required from household items to her personal needs.
Sanjana did not like my behavior. She started avoiding me. One day she told me clearly that I had gone too far in my macho ways that it was impossible for me to return back to normal. Who cares, I replied. Hearing my answer Sanjana walked out of my home and vowed that she will never talk to me again unless I mend my ways. I did feel bad for a moment but I tried to forget.
Meanwhile Pramila continued to work as usual. But after Sanjana had broken off the frienship, I never had any news of Pramila from her as to how she was doing at her office. The link was completely broken. After some months I heard that the tantrik was back again into the city after a long gap of four years. I wanted to thank him. So I decided to meet him. One afternoon, I took leave from my office and went to the tantrik. To my utter surprise I found out Sanjana and Pramila waiting for their turn. I was skeptical and also became nervous. If Pramila will know the secret for her gender change, I will lose all my control over her. I became nervous.
After a short while It was turn for Sanjana and Pramila. Since I was sitting behind them they had not noticed me. I listened to what they were saying. It was the same story all over again. Only with a difference that in my place Pramila was sitting. The tantrik closed his eyes for a moment and looking towards Pramila said, Your wife also has come and is sitting among the people. She has come to thank me for what I gave her but, now I think, I will have to end up the problem here itself and forever. He then called me by my name, Sumitra, please come here. I was humiliated. How can he call me Sumitra now. But when he called my name for the second time by some unknown force I was led to sit before him. Sanjana and Pramila saw me. I could not face them.
The tantrik sensed my nervousness. He said to me, Sumitra, you have been here before. You had the same problem as your husband is facing now. I never knew you will go so far. I then thought that you needed domestic help from your husband, but he did not care to help or even listen to you. But he never slapped you, did he? No, he did not slap me, I replied. I felt humiliated. But the tantrik continued. I did what I felt was best for you. Your husband then needed some punishment and therefore I gave you the tablets. The tablets worked and you stepped into each other's shoes. But you missed out something. I had advised you to not to indulge in any physical intimacy or sexual activity. But you did not pay any attention. You did exactly what you were not supposed to do and I now find that you have become a father of two children. By entering into physical intimacy, you have lost a chance to regain your ownself. The process has now become irreversible. You are to stay as a man for ever and Pramila is to stay as a woman and a wife forever.
I was relieved that things were not going to change now. Pramila will be my wife forever and I will be her husband forever. I felt victorious. I looked at Pramila. She was looking into the ground. The tantrik continued, But beware Sumit, you must now treat your wife with love and care or else things will take an ugly turn for you. I assured the tantrik that I will do what he said. Pramila was nervous. She now knew the secret of her gender change but could do nothing about it. She had heard it was irreversible. When we reached home I scolded Pramila for attending to the tantrik. This time she did not remain calm and backfired. Now that I know what trick you have played on me I will ruin your life. But what she will do, I thought. She is already under my control, physically and financially. She is so weak that she will not be able to do any harm, I thought.
That day I was more than pleased. I thought I was triumphant. So in order to celebrate the permanent change I decide to take Pramila for a dinner at a restaurant. Though Initially she refused, but after some hiccups finally agreed. I took Pramila to the best of the restaurant. After we had the dinner and returned home late night, I encircled my hands around Pramila's waist and said to her, I always feared that I might lose you some day. But now I am assured that you are to be my wife forever. Saying this, I started opening the buttons of her blouse. You are a beast, said Pramila. Your mind is always occupied with sex. But I want to celebrate, I replied. And why should I lose an opportunity when I have with me the most beautiful woman. I flirted her. I kissed on her cheeks.Then  I got hold of her and lifter her up. I carried her all the way to bed. I loved when she was pounding at my chest. It was certainly a manly feeling. I just threw her onto the bed and in the process I slipped and I too fell down. I lost my senses for a while.
I did not knew what happened. I woke up and regained my senses to find out that it was morning. I just went in front of the mirror to button up my shirt. But to my amazement I was wearing a nightie. I looked at my breasts. They were fully grown up and the *****, it was gone. Had I been dreaming all the night? I wished the dream would come true. I looked at my husband. As usual he was sleeping.I went into fear as I remembered his growling. I went into the kitchen as usual to prepare tea for him and me. I poured the tea into the cups, laid them on the tray and went into the bedroom. Tea is ready. I said and laid down the tea on the side table. My husband got up from his sleep. Looking at me he pulled me into the bed and said, You know sumitra, I had a horrible dream. And then he went to narrate his dream as to how he turned into a woman and then a wife and a mother of two children. he also narrated as to how I had ****ed him. Though I felt a little embarrassed I asked him, how could it happen, that both of us saw the same dream?                  
Prem had understood and was now realizing that his behaviour towards me was abnormal and that of an highly egoistic person. He apologized to me for his erratic and harsh behavior. I had been so much mean and cruel to you, He said. I am now beginning to understand that being a housewife is not easy. Working all the day in office and at home and also bearing the responsibility of bringing up the children is no joke. You have to be a superwoman. You have been just that. I think that all my pride was just hollow and I must shed it. You have been the most caring and loving wife. Any other girl as my wife would have opted out of the marriage by now. But you have stuck to it.
I realized that Prem was speaking from his heart. He got up, drank the tea, stood before the mirror and buttoned up his shirt. I too took my tea and as I was to enter the kitchen, Prem entered with me. I will prepare the breakfast, he said. I looked at him in surprise. But without waiting and wasting any time he had started. The whole day he helped me.
That night when I slept with him for the first time I felt that I was calm and peaceful. So was Prem. He started massaging my feet and then the legs and when it came to my buttocks, I just lay down on my stomach. We must now seriously think of having a child. Yes my dear, he answered and after some time I was in a bliss. I had found out my true soulmate. Life was never the same again.