Tuesday, July 15, 2014

SEEMA AND SUHANI

Hai Friends, this is not my story. Am just posting here from another web site "Rajibalan.Jimdo". Doing this to encourage these upcoming writer.  It is a Hindi story typed in English. Read at your comfort. All credits goes to Original author and above said web page. Thanks.

 Nisha Sharma




    Ye kahani hai ek chhote se kasbe mein rehne wale ek chhote se parivaar ki. Ghar mein husband wife aur chhota beta tha. Papa private job mein the aur clerk ka kaam karte the. Mummy girls school mein teacher thi aur beta 8th class mein tha. Beta studies mein thoda weak tha but kaafi social aur hard working tha. Mummy ki bhi help karta tha aur mummy ko bhi uspat bahut naaz tha.

    Din yun hi guzar rahe the. Sohan 9th mein aa chuka tha. Achanak ek din papa office ke kissi kaam se tour par gaye the but cliet ki dhokhe baazi se unka accident ho gaya aur wo chal basey. Ghar pat musibat ka pahaad toot pada. Mummy bhi sadme mein pagal ho gayi aur Sohan akela reh gaya.

    Private job mein pension toh nahin thi aur mummy bhi job nahin kar sakti thi but bank se mile paise se kuchh raahat mil gayi. Sohan mummy ki khoob sewa karne laga. Ghar ki saaf safai, khana banana, kapde dhona, saaman lana, mummy ko kapde pehnana, unka makeup aur baaki ghar ka saara khayal.

    Dhire-2 sab thik hone laga aur Sohan unknowingly ghar ke sare kaam seekh gaya. Uske friends nahin bache aur wo akela hi mehnat karke corresponding study se 12th paas kar gaya.

    Ghar par rehna aur society se touch na hone ki wajah se wo ladkiyon jaise hi reh raha tha aur ladkon jaisi feeling kam hoti jaa rahi thi. Bank mein paise khatam hote jaa rahe the...aur mummy ki tabiyat sudharne ke koi aasar nahin the...


    Sohan ko family support ke liye job ki jarurat mehsoos hone lagi. Par kissi tarah ki professional degree na hone ki wajah se kuchh samajh nahin aa raha tha. Usne pados ki anty se baat ki toh unhone uski dikkat samajhte hue Sohan ki job ek shop mein as an data feeder lagwa di. Sohan ki megnat se uski job permanent ho gayi aur wo Delhi mein alag se ghar lekar rehne laga.

    Mummy ka khayal rakhne ke liye usne ek nurse hire kar li aur wo ghar ka kaam bhi kar deti thi. Sab kuchh thik hone laga tha.

    Roz Sohan jab ghar aata toh bore ho jata. Khud se hi sare kaam kar leta tha. Toh usne graduation ke liye apply kiya aur uska fine arts mein admission ho gaya. Hobby class ke liye usne dance ko chun liya kyun ki musical instruments aur photography etc ke liye paison ki jarurat thi but dance ke liye aisi koi restriction nahin thi.

    Fine arts mein professional painting aur graphic arts sikhate aur dance class mein Indo-Western dance. Teachers uski progress se khush the aur Shop keeper uski honesty se. Dance teacher uski kam age aur feminine body movements dekh kar khush thi. Wo usko feminine dance sikhane lagi. Har tarah ki bareeki wo samajhne laga. Day to day life mein bhi ladkiyon ki tarah baat karna, chalna, baithna aur basic attitudes wo jaldi hi seekh gaya.

    Ek din teacher ne usko hone wale ek Role-Play ke baare mein bataya, jismein uska lead role tha but usko hero nahin heroin banana tha. Sohan agree ho gaya aur tayyari karne laga. Teacher ne usko award jeetne ke liye puri tarah se ladki ki tarah rehne aur sochne ko kaha. Sohan ko ajeeb laga but usne baat maan li aur play ki practice mein salwar suit, bangles, lipstick, makeup etc karne laga par ye sirf wo role ke liye kar raha tha. Sohan ko aisa karne mein koi excitement nahin thi. Wo to sirf karta hi jaa raha tha.

    Sohan dhire-2 feminine dress mein comfortable mehsoos karne laga aur ghar par bhi drama wali dress pehan kar practice karne laga. Sab kuchh normal tha. Akhir show ka din aa gaya aur rehearsal ke mutabiq show start hua...

    Sohan done a wobderful job and huge grand applause made for Sohan. Sohan saree mein tha aur kissi ko bilkul bhi idea nahin tha ki wo ek ladka hai.

    Show ki success aur 2.5 lacs ke prise ke baad Sohan ne apne aap ko dance practice mein hi duba diya. Wo ab ek kamyaab female dancer tha aur apna aur family ka behtar khayal rakh sakta tha.

    Sohan...fine arts mein achhe grades mile aur live dance performance ke liye call aane lage. Sohan ne apni job chhor di aur apni dance teacher ki help se dance shows mein participate karne laga. Group ki kaamyabi ke liye teacher ne Sohan ko full time females ki tarah rehne aur Doctor se milne ko kaha.

    Sohan ne OK kaha aur next day saree pehan kar teacher ke sath doctor ke paas gaya. Doctor ne check up kiya aur kuchh injection lagaye. Kuchh tablets and syrup diye. Sohan roz dawayein lene laga aur parlour mein beauty treatments bhi liye. Sohan ab full time ek young lady ki tarah saree blouse pehan kar rehne laga. Study bhi thik chal rahi thi.

    Sohan female dresses ke sath earrings, nose pin, makeup aur accessaries bhi pehanane laga. Uske baal uski ass tak pahunchne lage the. Tablets ki wajah se uske boobs bade hone lage aur ass bhi ladkiyon jaisi hone lagi. Sohan ka dance performance karna ab uski jarurat tha aur sath mein income bhi bahut thi, isliye usne khud ko female mein change hona accept kar lena hi behtar samjha but wo andar se ek boy ki tarah hi feel karta tha. Daily bra use karne laga aur salwar suit mein fittings thik aane lagi thi.

    Sohan ki puri body change hone lagi thi aur wo bahut sexy dikhne laga tha, I mean lagi thi. Sohan ab Seema ban chuki thi aur ladkon ke kapde pehanana chhod diya tha. She was looking stunning in saree blouse...A dance idol.

    Seema ab ek professional live dance performer thi aur tour bhi karne lagi thi. Usne ek khoobsurat chhota banglow kharida aur apni mummy aur nurse ko apne paas hi bula liya.

    Seema kaafi confuse thi ki mummy se kya kahungi but ab kuchh bahun ho sakta tha..isliye Seema ne mummy aur Suhani-nurse ka welcome ek khoobsurat salwar suit mein kiya. Mummy ki tabiyat kharab thi aur Suhani ne kucch gaur nahin kiya ki Seema hi Sohan hai.

    Shaam ko jab mummy so gayi to Suhani ne Seema se Sohan ke bare mein puchha. Sohan ne saree baat bata di. Suhani ko kaafi dukh hua but wo condition ko samajh gayi aur Seema ko apni saheli bana liya...

    Seema apne performances mein busy rehne laga...income achhi thi aur mummy ki health better ho rahi thi. Seema ko dance nos. ke sath daily episodes wale serial mein lead dulhan ka role mil gaya. Seema bahut khush thi. Wo ghar par aayi aur sabko miyhayi khilayi. Suhani bhi bahut khush thi. Seema ne Suhani ko party ke liye bahar chalne ko kaha. Suhani maan gayi aur mummy ko sulakar khud tayyar hone lagi...usne new salwar suit pehna. Seema (Sohan) ne new saree blouse pehne aur matching jewellery aur bangles pehan liye.

    Suhani ne Seema ki taarif ki aur ek pyari si matching bindi laga di. Dono haste hue bahar chale gaye. Seema ne mall mein ladies garments kharidne ka socha. Usne Suhani ko new salwar suits, saree aur night gown diye. Suhani ne Seema ki choice ki taarif ki. Seema ne apne liye bhi kapde kharide aur phir bra, panty, camisole aur makeup ka samaan bhi kharida. Suhani ne apne liye bhi items liye...Seema ne bill clear kar diya.

    Phir dono restaurent gaye. Seema ne lunch order kiya. Dono batein karne lage. Suhani bahut khush thi. Seema ne puchha toh usne kaha ki wo anaath hai aur kaafi mehnat karke nursing course kiya. Salary ka kuchh part Anaathalay ko bhi jaata hai. Koi friend nahin hai jiske sath outing aur shopping ki jai but Seema ke roop mein nayi saheli paa kar wo bahut khush hai.

    Seema ko bhi kaafi dukh hua but topic change karte hue usne Suhani se apne baare mein khayal puchha. Suhani ne kaha ki aap ek bahadur ladke ho jisne dikkat ke bawajood khud ko establish kiya aur apni maa ka ilaaz karwaya. Apka job different hai but you are so cute in saree too. Thats why I accepted you and become friend of you.

    Seema-Par ek ladke ko ladies ki tarah dekhna tumko ajeeb nahin lagta??

    Suhani-Nahin Sohan, you are doing it for income not for habbit or fantasy. Everyone has to do work and you are not an exception. In fact I like ur way of dressing. Your choices are brilliant and feminity evolves better from you. Actually I love you very much.

    Seema-Suhani ye tum kya keh rahi ho??

    Suhani- I know my level but life mein pehli baar kissi ko dost banaya aur na jaane kab mujhe tumse pyar ho gaya.

    Seema- Actually I love you too and thanks for accepting me like as I am.

    Seema ne bill clear kiya aur ghar ki taraf aane lage...

  
    Seema aur Suhani ghar aaye. Pyar ke izhaar ke baad dono bahut khush the aur kuchh waqt akele bitana chahte the but mummy ko akele nahin chhod sakte the. Seema apne room mein chali gayi, Suhani pichhe aa gayi aur Seema ko dekhne lagi. Seema ne saree utari phir apna petticoat aur blouse. Wo sirf bra aur panty mein thi. 36-24-36 ki figure mein Seema (Sohan) qayamat lag rahi thi. Phir usne apni bangles, earrings aur hairclips nikal di. Seema apni bra utarne lagi to Suhani dang rah gayi, Seema ke boobs real the aur Suhani se bade the. Suhani uske paas gayi aur boobs ko touch kiya, Seema sharma gayi.

    Suhani ne puchha to Seema ne hormone treatment ke bare mein bataya. Realistic look ke liye maine real boobs bade kar liye aur sari body feminine hi ho gayi. I love my body but I feel like a boy till now, its part of my profession. Suhani neanty ko chhua to penis tight hone laga. Seema ne apni panty utaar di...uska long 9" ka penis bilkul tight tha. Suhani usko dekhkar khush ho gayi aur kaha ki shukar hai aap mein kuchh to ladkon jaisa baaki hai...wo blowjob karne lagi, Seema ko bahut achha lag raha tha, pehli baar koi usko ladkon wala mazaa de raha tha, sari duniya to usko ladki samajh kar chodna chahti thi but aaj uski girlfriend bina kissi shikayat usko pyar kar rahi thi. Seema apne boobs dabane lagi aur aahein bharne lagi. Usne Suhani ko upar uthaya aur lips par kiss karne lagi...French kiss mein bahut mazaa aa raha tha. Dono ek dusre ke aagosh mein khoya hua tha. Seema ne Suhani ka salwar suit utaar diya aur dono bilkul nude hokar bed par kiss karne lage.

    Suhani siskiyan lene lagi. Seema ne uske legs ko alag kiya aur pussy ko lick karne lagi. Madhoshi chhayi hui thi. Suhani ko bahut mazaa aa raha tha. Seema ne phir apna penis Suhani ki pussy mein adjust kiya aur dhire dhire dhakka marne lagi. Seema ke boobs bhi hil rahe the aur Suhani lete hue unko dabaa rahi thi. Seema chillane lagi aur sara penis Suhani ki pussy mein daal diya.

    Almost 20mins tak sex ke baad Seema ne apna sara semen Suhani ke andar hi daal diya. Phir Subani ne chatkar Seema ka penis saaf kiya aur phir se usko kiss karne lagi. Thodi der baad unhone phir se sex kiya aur raat mein 4 baar kiya. Dono bahut khush the. Dono lesbian ki hi tarah ek dusre ki baahon mein so gaye. Subah dono uthe aur ek sath bathroom mein chale gaye. Fresh hokar dono bahar aaye. Seema ko tayyar hone mein Suhani ne help ki. Apne boyfriend ko bra pehnayi phir panty aur saree blouse. Wo Seema ko ek ladki ke roop mein bahut pyar karti thi. Phir Seema ne Suhani ko tayyar kiya aur apni saree blouse pehnayi. Suhani ne thanks kaha aur shaam ko jaldi aane ko kaha...


    Seema aur Suhani ek dusre ko bahut pyar karne lage. Suhani ab Seema ke kapde pehanti thi aur uski latest jewellary bhi. Seema ko bhi aisa karna accha lagta tha. Wo dono sath mein beauty parlour jate. Suhani ne Seema ko complete electrolysis karwa di taki koi baal na aayein aur puri body smooth ho jaye. Dono body massage karwate. Suhani ne Seema ke ears mein additional piercing karwa di aur earstuds pehna diye.

    Mummy ki tabiyat thik hone lagi. Unhone Sohan ko yaad kiya to Seema ne shirt pant pehankar aur baalon ko pony tail bana kar mummy se mulakat ki. Mummy bahut khush thi, par bete ko thoda badla hua mehsoos kiya.

    Sohan roj shooting par jata aur wahan Seema ban kar actress ka role play karta. Sham ko ghar par Sohan ban jata. Mummy ne Sohan se uske lambe baalon ke bare mein puchha. Sohan ne kaha ki fashion hai aur uske office mein sabke baal lambe hain. Par jab mummy ne uska jooda khola toh uske baal ass tak lambe aur silky the. Mummy ko thoda shaq hua aur Sohan se kaha ki baal lambe rakhne hain to rakho but choti banakar rakho warna ye toot bhi sakte hain. Sohan ne kaha ki aap hi choti bana do na. Suhani hasne lagi. Mummy ne phir Sohan ki choti banayi aur hair clips laga di. Mummy ko Sohan bahut sundar lag raha tha. Mummy ne kaha kaash tu meri beti hoti.

    Sohan bola- mummy main apka hi hoon, jaisa apko thik lage aap mujhe waise pyar karo. Toh mummy ne Sohan ko paas bulaya aur uske ears mein chhed aur nose mein chhed ke bare mein puchha. Sohan thoda dar gaya par phir maa se kaha ki maine mazburi mein dance classes join ki thi baad mein mujhe girls dance ka offer mila aur main show mein first aaya. Phir mujhe invitation aane lage aur main professional ladies dancer ban gaya. Isliye main earrings aur nosering pehanta hoon.

    Mummy rone lagi ki tu mera ek lauta beta hai aur tune mere liye itni badi qurbani kyun di, mujhe mar jane deta. Sohan ne mummy ko chup karaya aur mummy ke gale lag gaya. Mummy ne phir uski figure aur kapdon ke baare mein puchha to Sohan ne wardrobe mein apni dance costumes aur ghar wali saree blouse, salwar suit, ghaghra choli aur nighty dikhayi. Mummy ne bra panty dekhi to Sohan ne apni shirt utaar kar apne boobs aur ass dikhye. Mummy rone lagi aur Sohan ke gale lag gayi.

    Mummy-Sohan tumhare boobs itne bade kaise ho gaye??

    Sohan-Mummy maine medical treatment liya tha aur hormones ki wajah se complete feminine body change karwa li aur ab ek serial mein bahu ka role bhi kar rahi hoon. Mummy ne puchha ki tumko log kis naam se bulate hain??

    Sohan ne kaha ki sab mujhe Seema kehte hain aur kissi ko bhi mere ladke hone ke bare mein nahin pata. Mummy ne kaha ki tum jaise bhi ho mere ho aur aaj se main bhi tumko Seema keh kar bulaungi. Aaj se tum meri beti ho. Chalo ab nange mat khade raho aur achhe se kapde pehan lo. Sohan bola ki aap hi bolo main kya pehanu???

    Mummy ne kaha main tumko saree mein dekhna chahti hoon. Sohan ne ek new transparent pink saree nikali aur matching blouse petticoat aur bra panty bed par rakhi. Seema ne mummy ke samne bra pehni aur pichhe mudkar panty pehani phir blouse aur petticoat pehna. Phir saree pehani aur dressing table par baith gayi. Mummy ko Seema bahut sundar lag rahi thi. Mummy ne apne khabdani earrings, payal, baajuband, kamarband aur bangles Seema ko pehnaye. Mummy ne kaha ki ye meri bahu ke liye the but tum meri beti ho isliye ab ye tumhare hain. Seema ne makeup complete kiya aur mummy ke sambe khadi ho gayi. Mummy ne Seema ki nazar utari aur aashirwaad diya...

 
    Seema roz shooting par jaati aur Suhani apni saheli ko vida kar uski mummy ka khayal rakhti. Shaam ko badi besabri se apne pati ka intezaar karti aur unke pati dev saree blouse mein full makeup mein muskurate hue aate. Seema aate hi Suhani ke gale lag jaati aur wapis aate waqt kuchh na kuchh levkar aati thi.

    Ek din Suhani ne kaha ki wo apne pati ko perform karte waqt dekhna chahti hai. Seema ne kaha - no problem...

    Seema ne next day tight fitting salwar suit pehna, thoda makeup kiya aur bade bade earring, bangles pehan liye. Mummy ne apni beti ko gale laga kar pyar kiya. Suhani ne bhi salwar suit pehna aur lunch bana kar rakh diya. Dono ki yeh pehli love date thi. Dono bahut khush the. Ek dusre ke khayalon mein khoye hue muskura rahe the.

    Seema ki shooting par sab pahunche. Director ne Seema ko wedding dress mein ready hone ko kaha. Suhani sath gayi aur vanity mein uska make up dekhne lagi. Seema ko aaj serial mein shaadi karni thi aut phere lene the. Pehle uske kapde utaar diye aur full body massage / waxing ki gayi. Seema bahut gori aur khoobsurat lag rahi thi. Seema ko mehandi lagayi gayi... Dono hatho aur pairon mein... Suhani ye dekhkar thodi sharma rahi thi. Seema ko bahut bhari wedding lahenga pehanaya gaya. Blouse bhi bahut sexy tha. Seema bahut nikhar gayi thi. Seema ke baal saware gaye, kaano mein bade bade classic jhumke, bahut badi nose ring aur shaadi ka chooda pehnaya gaya...heavy wedding makeup kiya gaya. Maathe par teeka aur pairon mein payal. Sare makeup ke baad Seema bala ki khoobsurat dulhsn lag rahi thi. Koi soch bhi nahin sakta tha ki wo kabhi ek ladka hua karti thi.

    Seema ko set par le jaya gaya. Mandap mein wo baith gayi. Suhani ne bhi director ki permission se saree blouse pehan liye aur uski saheli ban kar uske paas khadi ho gayi. Tabhi dulha aaya. Oh my God... Kissi model jaisa bahut hi handsome aur stylish, ek khoobsurat si wedding dress mein quayamat lag raha tha. Suhani usko dekhti hi reh gayi.. Kaash Seema sach mein ladki hoti to kya pair lagta. Par apne ko kaabu karte hue Suhani ne Seema ki dress adjust ki. Uska pati aaj kissi dusre ki biwi ban raha tha. Pandit ji mantra padhne lage aur Dulhe ne Seema ki maang mein sindoor bhar diya, usko mangalsutra bhi pehna diya. Suhani to ye sab dekh kar rone lagi aur phir phere shuru ho gaye, Seema bahut khush thi but Suhani ka toh haal bahut bura tha.

    Shaadi ki rasmo ke baad jab Seema vanity mein aayi toh Suhani jor jor se rone lagi. Seema ne puchha to Suhani ne kaha ki wo mujhko bahut pyar karti hai, usko kissi aur ki hote hue nahin dekh sakti aur mere gale lag gayi. Seema ne kaha - arre pagal..ye sirf shooting thi, tum isko haqiqat kyun maan baithi.. Suhani ko thoda hosh aaya par wo Seema ko ek dulhan ke roop mein dekh kar phir rone lagi...

    Suhani ne kaha ki wo mujhse jald se jald shadi karna chahti hai...usko bahut insecurity ho rahi hai. Seema hasne lagi aur kaha ki bas mummse puchkar 2-3 din mein hi kar lete hain....Suhani muskura uthi

    Seema aur Suhani ghar pahunche. Mummy ne darwaja khola...Seema ko dulhan ki tarah dekhkar unko bahut hairani hui....Suhani ne kaha ki wo serial ki shooting ki wajah se hai. Mummy ne kaha - ok

    Seema ne sleeveless salwar kameez pehni aur Suhani ke sath balcony mein coffee pine chali gayi...Seema ki maang mein sindur aur hathon mein mehandi lagi thi. Suhani ne kaha ki aaj tum meri wife ban jao, I wanna make love to you. Seema ko hasee aa gayi aur muskurate hue kaha - jaisi apki marzi pati dev.

    Suhani ne Seema ko apni bahon mein lekar ek lamba lip kiss diya. Par mummy ne unko window se dekh liya. Shaam ko dinner ke baad mummy ne dono ko bulaya aur Seema se shaadi ke bare mein puchha.

    Mummy- Beta tumhari age shaadi ki ho gayi hai..kya tum shadi karna chahti ho..??

    Seema - Shaadi to main kar loon but main kaise karun...agar ladke se karun to main maa nahin ban sakti...aur ladki se karun to kaun ladki apne pati ko saree blouse mein dekhna chahegi...waise bhi mera career kuchh alag hai.

    Mummy- to tum hi batao kya karna hai..koi ladki agar ho to batao..

    Suhani - Mummy ji, main apke bete ko dil hi dil mein bahut lambe time se chahti hoon aur mujhe koi fark nahin padta ki mera hone wala pati saree pehne ya shirt. Main to chahti hoon ki wo mujhe duniya mein sabse jyada pyar kare.

    Seema- mummy, main bhi suhani se bahut pyar karti hoon aur uske bina jeena mushkil hai...waise bhi wo anaath hai aur koi rishtedaar nahin jo shaadi mein problem karega. Wo apki sewa bhi bahut dil se karti hai. Mujh jaise ladke ko isse achhi ladki nahin mil sakti.

    Mummy- tum thik keh rahe ho par society kya karegi kyunki society ke liye tum bhi ek aurat hi ho...

    Seema - Maa, society ki koi parwah mujhe nahin, hamare dukh mein kaun hamare paas aaya tha. Waise bhi hum log city mein rehte hain, yahan kisi ko kissi se koi matlab nahin.

    Mummy - Tum logo ki khushi mein hi meri khushi hai, main bhi Suhani ko bahu banana chahti thi par wo khud bhi ye chahegi aisa kabhi sapne mein bhi nahin socha tha.

    Mummy ne apni dono betiyon ko gale laga liya aur tabhi rings exchange karke unki sagaayi kar di. Sabhi bahut khush the. Suhani ne sabhi ka muh meetha karaya aur mummy ne pandit ji ko call kiya.

    Next day, pandit ji aaye aur shaadi ki date batayi. Seema aur Suhani dono bahut sundar saree blouse mein wahan aaye. Pandit ji confuse ho gaye ki ladka kaun hai but mummy ne bataya ki Sohan ne aaj galti ki hai isliye humne usko ladies ki tarah rehne ki sazaa di hai. Pandit ji khush ho gaye aur dono ko aashirwaad diya. Shaadi mein sirf ek hafte ka time tha.

    Mummy ne shopping ki, bahut sundar saree blouse, lahenga aur matching jewellaries kharide, apni dono betiyon ke liye. Ghar par fitting check ki gayi aur jewellary bhi dono ko behad pasand aayi. Aisa pehli baar tha ki dulha bhi lahenge mein shaadi karne wala tha. Honeymoon ke liye fancy bra panties aur nighties bhi khadide gaye.

    Mummy ne beauty parlour wali lady ko ghar bulakar dino ki mehandi, haldi karwayi aur make up karwaya. Dono ka full body treatment hua. Dono ne pink under garments pehne aur lahenga pehanane lage. Mummy ne bhi help ki aur dono ke baal banaye. Bata pana bahut mushkil ho raha tha ki kaunsi dulhan jyada sundar hai.

    Pandit ji ghar aaye aur khushi khushi dono ki shaadi karwayi. Dono ne ek dusre ke gale mein varmala dali, mangalstra pehnaya aur maang mein sindoor bhara. Sohan ne Suhani ke pair chhuye aur Suhani ne Sohan ke. Saat phere hue aur shaadi ho gayi. Dono ne pandit ji aur mummy se aashirwad liya...

    Seema aur Suhani ki shadi ho gayi. Dono bahut khush the. Mummy ne kaha ab apne room mein jao, thoda aaram kar lo. Khush raho..!!!

    Aaj dono ki suhag raat thi. Suhani dulhan ki tarah sez par baithi thi, thoda ghabrayi hui, thoda sharmayi hui. Tabhi Seema andar aayi, uski payal ki aawaz bahut achhi lag rahi thi. Seema bhi dulhan ke getup mein qayamat lag rahi thi. Wo doodh lekar bed par aayi aur chudiyon ki aawaz se Suhani ko kuchh kaha. Seema ne Suhani ka ghoonghat uthaya. Suhani bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi. Suhani apne pati ko aur Seema apni patni ko dekhte hi reh gaye. Dono ko saccha pyar mil gaya tha. Tabhi Seema ne Suhani ki nosering utari aur Suhani ne Seema ki aur dono kiss karne lage. Dono ki saansein bahut tez ho gayi thi. Dono besudh se ek dusre ko gale laga rahe the aur pyar kar rahe the.

    Thodi der baad, Seema ne apna khaandani diamon neckless Suhani ko diya, Suhani ne kaha ki aap mere liye God ke sabse bade gift ki tarah ho. Main anaath thi aur badi mushkil se study complete ki. Apni salary ka 60% anaathalaya ko dene ke baad bhi wo aur demand karte the. Doctors, Wardboy, society mujhe akela samajh kar fayeda uthane ki koshish karte the. Main khudkhushi karna chahti thi but phir main apke ghar mein shift ho gayi aur in kuchh salon mein bahut khush aur optimistic ho gayi. Jab aapke bare mein jaana ki aap bhi bahut dikkaton se city mein rehte hue bhi ghar ka khayal rakhte hain aur apni education bhi complete kar rahe hain to mujhe apse pyar ho gaya.

    Apko jab ladkiyon ki tarah dekha to mera dil bahut roya, laga jaise ki mera pehla prar adhura reh gaya. Par jab apki story suni to mera dil apne aap ko rok nahin paya aur main apko apna sab kuchh maan baithi. Aap mujhe saree mein bahut achhe lagte ho, jaise koi badi pari mere liye dharti par aayi ho. Aap aise hi rehna, main apko bahut pyar karti hoon. Seema ko bhi ye sunkar rona aa gaya. Dono ek dusre ke gale lag gaye.

    Dono ne phir apne kapde utare aur fresh ho kar nange hi ek dusre ki bahon mein kho gaye. Dono lesbians ki tarah ek dusre ko kiss kare the. Dono ke nipples ek dum tight ho gaye the. Seema ne apna penis Suhani ke andar daal diya. Dono ne khoob sex kiya aur exhaust ho gaye. Thodi der baad phir kiya aur aise hi raat mein chaar baar kiya.

    Subah ek dusre ke aagosh mein soye hue premiyon ko mummy ne jagaya aur ready hone ko kaha. Dono sharmate hue mummy ke pairon mein gir pade aur aashirwaad liya. Baad mein ehsaas hua ki wo abhi bhi nange hain. But mom ne kaha koi baat nahin, bachhe maa se kuchh nahin chhipa sakte. Dono phir fresh hokar new saree blouse mein kitchen mein pahunche. Mummy ne dono ko air ticket di aur honeymoon ke liye europe bhej diya.

    India wapis aakar Suhani ne bataya ki wo pregnant hai. Sara ghar khushi se jhoom utha. 9 months baad jab delivery hui to Seema apne baby ka papa babbe ke bajaay mausi ban gaya. Seema ne kaha ki wo bhi apne baby ko apna doodh pilana chahti hai. Suhani ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye. Doctor ne Seema ke breasts mein oxytosin inject kiya aur ek hafte baad Seema ke boobs bhi ek maa ki tarah bade ho gaye aur nipples se milk aane laga.

    Seema ne apne bachhe ko pehli baar apne seene se lagaya aur nipple ko uske muh mein daala. Wo ehsaas usko andar tak choo gaya aur wo sharir aur aatma dono se ek aurat ban gayi...

    ------THE END------

KOMAL

Hai Friends, this is not my story. Am just posting here from another web site "Rajibalan.Jimdo". Doing this to encourage these upcoming writer.  It is a Hindi story typed in English. Read at your comfort. All credits goes to Original author and above said web page. Thanks.

    Nisha Sharma 




  
    Ye kahaani ek chhote se parivaar ki hai, jismein ek mom, ek didi aur ek chhota ladka tha. Unke papa musician the jo, tour par jate the aur live performance dete the. Ghar mein kisi baat ki koi kami nahin thi. Sabhi log bahut sundar the, celebrity looks....akhir sabhi Himachal Pradesh ke jo the...hilly area ke log sundar to hote hi hain....

    Badi behen ka naam Nisha aur bhai ka naam Komal tha, jisko sab pyar se Monu bulate the....Komal sabka ladla tha...sab usko bahut pyat karte the....

    Nisha ko violin aur piano bajana bahut accha lagta tha....Papa usko sab sikhate the, jab bhi wo ghar aate the, wo unko kuchh na kuchh naya sikhate the...

    Komal ko guitar bajana pasand tha aur wo khud hi lyrics likhne laga tha. Wo abhi sirf 6th class mein hi tha. Komal ka sharir(body) bhi bahit komal tha, wo bahut gora, blue eyes, slim aur bahut hi sensitive type ka baby tha. Study mein bahit brilliant tha aur sabhi school teachers ka bahut pyara tha. Sabhi log uske soft nature ki wajah se usko bahut pyar karte the....

    Nisha aur Komal ek hi school mein the aur bahut sundar the....dono bhai behen model jaise dikhte the....Principal ko bhi bahur naaz hota tha un par....

    Dono bhai-behen Papa ki tarah music mein hi apna career banana chahte the...isliye wo dono abhi se hi musical instruments par apni pakad banane ke liye daily ghanto practice bhi karte the....

    Nisha, 9th class mein thi aur Komal 6th class mein tha. Ek din ghar par Papa aaye. Pure ghar mein khushi ka mahaul tha. Sabhi party karne baahar gaye aur hotel mein luch kiya. Papa sabhi ke liye gifts bhi laye the. Sabne Papa ko thanks kaha aur shaam ko shopping ka program banaya...

    Papa, kaafi thake hue the, isliye wonrest karne apne room mein chale gaye. Dono bhai behen apne room mein the. Komal ne apni sis se kaha-

    Komal-Didi aap aur mummy ke hairs kitne sweet aur long hain...Papa ke hairs bhi bahut lambe aur mummy ke equal hain.... Apka hairstyl same aur mera different kyun????

    Nisha-Mere pyare bhai, Papa rockstar aur musician hain, isliye unke baal lambe hain aur jyadatar sabhi musicians ke baar lambe hi hote hain.....Baal koi bhi lambe rakh sakta hai...

    Komal-Kya main bhi..???

    Nisha-Haan...buddu. Par baal lambe karna hi jaruri nahin, unki care bhi jaruri hoti hai, unka khayal rakhna, unko condition karna, shampoo karna aur unki professional cutting bhi to jaruri hai. Papa ko dekho, kuchh na kuchh naya try karte rehte hain aur Mumma se bhi jyada achhi hairstyles follow karte hain....

    Komal-Ye to sach kaha apne....Papa ki ponytail ya jooda bahut sundar lagta hai....last marriage anniversary par Papa aur mom ne same style ki choti banayi thi aur ghar par jab wo baal shampoo karte hain to mumma se bhi jyada lambe hairs ko kitne pyar se comb karte hain...Mujhe papa hair band mein bahut achhe lagte hain...

    Nisha-Wo to hai....pata hai...jab mom dad ki marriage hui thi tab dono ke hairs same length ke the aur flowers se decorated the...

    Komal-Lekin Papa aur Mummy ki hairstyle same kaise???

    Nisha-Oh ho...Papa, Mummy aur Main sabhi same unisex beauty saloon par jaate hain, wahan par sabhi apna facial, bleech aur waxing etc karwate hain...

    Komal-Papa ko kya jarurat hai, ye sab karne ki..???

    Nisha-Papa always camera ke samne hite hain to radiant aur flawless look ke liye unko bhi beaty treatments ki help leni padri hai...

    Komal-Apne kabhi mujhko to bataya hi nahin...

    Nisha-Arre bhai, tum to bahut jaldi bura maan jate ho...Pehle apne baal lambe karlo, phir sath mein chalenge...promise..

    Komal ko didi se baat karke bahut achha laga. Sare ghar ka mahaul bahut hi khula hua tha. Koi feminine ya masculine wali baat wahan nahin thi....Sabhi unisex kapde pehante the. Nisha ki jeans mummy try kar leti thi aur Mummy ki t-shirt papa bhi pehan lete the. Sabhi ka hairstyle bhi same tha....Papa bhi khule baal mein mummy jaise hi sundar lagte the aur hairpins use karte the....

    Nisha, apni mummy ke baal comb karti thi aur choti ya jooda banati thi, Papa bhi Nisha ke baalon ko sawarte the....Kabhi-kabhiNisha bhi Papa ki choti banati thi....

    Koman ne bhi apne baal lambe karne ka decide kiya aur mummy se request ki....Mummy ne kaha-No problem mere golu-molu. Baal lambe karne mrin koi problem nahin, bas unka khayal rakhna aur didi ki help lete rehna....

    Mummy ki permission ke baad, Komal ne baal badhane shuru kar diye....2-3 months ke baad uske baal sholders ke neeche tak aa gaye...wo unka bahut khayal rakhta tha aur apni didi ki tarah school mein pony bana kar jata tha. Kisi ko koi dikkat nahin thi...

    Ek din Nisha ne kaha-Tumhare baal bahut bade ho gaye hain, chalo cutting karwate hain...

    Komal-nahin didi...please dont do this...I love my hairs and wanna grow till my hips like mom...

    Nisha-Ok...but thoda hairstyle to change karlo agar cutting nahin karwani hai to mat karwao...

    Komal-par kaise??

    Nisha-Main beauty parlour jaa rahi hoon, tum bhi aa jao...

    Komal-wahan koi mujhko kuchh kahega to nahin??

    Nisha-Nahin-nahin...hum unke purane client hain aur waise bhi wo unisex parlour hai...koi dikkat nahin hogi...

    Komal-ok didi...

    Dono beauty parlour chale jaate hain...wahan Nisha ne apne baal thode se purm karwaye aur feminine look diya...kuchh rollers aur conditioners....Uske baal bahut sundar ho gaye....

    Komal-Didi mujhe bhi apke jaise beautiful hairstyle karwani hai...
    Nisha-Par ye to girls ke liye hai...

    Komal-But I love this...

    Nisha-ok baba...karwa lo...koi baat nahin par mummy ko pasand nahin aaye to mujhko mat kehna...

    Komal-ok didi...

    Chhote bhai ne bhi Didi jaise apne baal set karwa liye aur apna facial bhi karwa liya...

    Nisha-Oh my god..!!! You look so beautiful...Bilkul meri hi jaise jab main tumhari age ki thi...kaash tum meri sister hi hote...

    Komal-New sister to possible nahin but tum mujhko hi apni chhoti sister maan lo...

    Nisha-Oh Komal, you are so caring...I'll treat you like my sister from now...aur phir didi ne apna hair band mere balon mein laga diya...

    Main khush tha...bahut khush...

    Evening mein mummy ne mujhe dekha to kuchh nahin kaha...ulta bahut taarif ki mere new look ki...

    Nisha-Mummy dekho na Komal kitna khoobsurat lag raha hai...hamari hairstyle bhi same hai...

    Mummy-Hmmm...he looks awsome...kuchh din aise hi rehne do...abhi chhota hain, kuchh din enjoy karne do..

    Nisha-mummy, kya main bhai ko apne ear stud bhi pehna sakti hoon??

    Komal-why not??? If he agree then no problem...Papa bhi to pehante hain...

    Nisha-Bhai...do u wanna, earstud like me..??

    Komal-Aap kehti ho to thik hai...I also like these...

    Nisha-ok next time, we'll go and pierce ur both ears...

    Komal-thanks in advance didi...

    Dhire dhire 2-3 saal gujar gaye aur dono bhai behan khushi khudhi bade hone lage...
    Komal ke baal mid-waist tak lambe ho chuke the aur didi ke hi jaise sundar the...wo unko unknowingly bahut pyar karta tha aur beaty parlour jana ek routine sa ho gaya tha...facial, scrub, bleech, waxing, threading, make-up ko samajhne laga tha aur try bhi karne laga tha par sab isko ignore kar dete the...

    Class mein wo sirf girls ke hi saath rehne laga aur girls bhi usko ek normal girl ki tarah hi treat karti thi, bcoz uske baal, earings, body, face sab kuchh bahut kuchh ladkiyon jaisa hi hota ja raha tha...

    Wo guitar ki practice bhi karta tha aur ghar mein sab uski performance se khush the....

    Dhire-dhire Komal ye bilkul bhool hi gaya ki wo ek ladka hai...Wo apni didi ko ji copy karne laga...

    Didi, ko ki ab 12th mein thi....bra pehanti thi aur raat mein nighty use karti thi...

    Komal ko uske kapdo mein dil chaspi badhne lagi aur ek din didi se uski nighty mangi....Didi ne bhi chhoti behan samajh kar de di....

    Nighty pehan kar aur kamar tak khule baalon mein wo bahut khoobsurat lag raha tha....Didi ne kaha ki aaj ke baad tum meri nighty hi pehnoge....Bcoz I like u in this costume so much...

    Komal-ok didi....as u wish...mujhe bhi iska touch bahut achha lag raha hai. Why dont everybody wear this...

    Dinner ke waqt mummy ne Komal ko nighty mein dekha aur kaha-Ye kya hai mere bachhe???

    Komal-Mummy, pehle ye batao, main kaisa lag raha hoon????

    Mummy-Kaisa lag nahin raha hoon balki puchho kaisi lag rahi hoon??? Didi ki nighty kyun pehani??

    Komal-I desperately like this dress mom...its so soft and airy...Can I wear this...???

    Mummy-Even I thik so....If u feel happy then no problem...I love u as my daughter from now...aur mummy ne Komal ko kiss kiya....

    Dhire-dhire Komal ke andar ladies feeling aane lagi...wo roz nayi-nayi girlish hairstyles try karne laga...roz earing, bracelet, lip gloss aur body mosturisers apni didu ki tarah use karne laga.

    Wo school mein ek rock star ki tarah popular tha aur kissi ko bhi uski feelings ke baare mein shaq nahin tha...

    Girls uske sath bahut frank thi, uske ear-studs, uske hair style ki wo bahut taarif karti thi aur apni saheli ki tarah hi usko apni family party mein invite karti thi....

    Komal ki zindagi kaafi khush haal chal rahi thi. Wo apne ghar mein ek ladki ki tarah reh sakta tha but usko ladki ki tarah change hone ki koi ichha nahin thi. Wo to bas isko enjoy kar raha tha.

    School mein bhi ladki ki tarah reserve rehna aur ghar par bhi sirf mummy aur didi ke sath rehna usko pasand tha. Wo na kahin khelne jaata tha na hi kisi tarah ki koi physical exercise karta tha.

    Apni study aur guitar practice mein hi khoya rehta tha. Result bhi kaafi achhe the aur ghar mein sab usko new future rock star ki tarah dekhne lage aur bahut pyar karne lage...

    Physical exercise na karne aur sirf apni study mein doobe rehne ki wajah se wo dhire dhire weakness ka shikar hota ja raha tha. Eye sight bhi kaafi kam hoti ka rahi thi. Problem hone par usne mom se baat ki... Mom ne kaha raat ko baat karenge.

    Dinner ke baad mummy Nisha aur Komal ke room mein gayi to as usual dono nighty pehan kar sone ki tayyari kar rahe the...
    Mummy ne Komal ko pyar se suna aur Doctor ke paas le jane ka promise kiya...

    Next day, jab Doctor ne check up kiya to kaha ki sab normal hai bas exercise ki kami hai. Usne kuchh vitamins aur eye drops diye. Kuchh health drink recommend bhi kiye aur ghar par hi karne wale kuchh easy exercise aur yoga Komal ko bataye. Medical Store par Mummy ne kuchh apne tonics bhi liye aur strong contraceptive pills (Mala Dee type) 3-4 mahino ke hisaab se le liye...

    Ghar jaaker munny ne kaha ki ab se tum ghar par hi exercise karo aur daily apni medicines lete raho warna chashma lag jayega....

    Komal apni dawaiyan room mein le gaya aur pills ko nikaal kar small bottles mein rakh liya. Galti se mummy ki pills apne paas aur apni pills mummy ke room mein rakh di.

    Next day se Komal medicines aur tonics lene laga. Uski umar ab 13-14 ki thi aur jawani dhire dhire aane wali thi, lekin abji tak wo ek ladki ki tarah dikhta tha, koi facial ya body hair nahin....

    Komal roz ghar par hi exercise aur yoga karne laga. 2-3 mahine baad wo kafi fit aur strong feel kar raha tha. Body weight bhi bahut kam ho gaya tha aur puri body bahut hi sundar ho gayi thi. Eye sight bhi behtar hone lagi thi....

    Komal ne achhe results dekhkar khud hi medicines le aaya aur lene laga. Kuchh dino baad usne dekha ki uske hips size mein bade hote jaa rahe hain jabki uski waste (Kamar) kaafi slim ho gayi thi. Usne isko ignore kar diya lekin kuchh din baad uska lower phat gaya to usne apni didi se uska lower mang liya. Ladkiyon ka lower usko fit aa gaya....

    Dhire-Dhire uska sara fat khatam hone laga aur uske hips, jaangho (thigh), cheeks aur chest par jama hone laga...

    Uska chehra bahut gol aur sundar ho gaya tha....blue eyes bahut badi aur attractive lagne lagi thi....Uske baal ab hips tak pahunch gaye the aur wo ab jyada tar unko jooda bana kar rakhta tha. Uske reshmi baalon se ladkiyan chidhme lagti thi.

    Dhire-dhire Komal ki body feminine hoti ja rahi thi....Nisha ne usko ek din yoga karte dekha, uski figure ko dekhkar wo hairan reh gayi...uske hips bilkul ladkiyo jaise bade aur sexy lag rahe the....uska chehra bahul khila khila lag raha tha.

    Nisha-ye tumko kya ho gaya hai bhai???

    Komal-I dont know didi...kuchh dino se ji aisa ho gaya hai...mujhko pant pehanane mein bahut dikkat hoti hai...sabhi clothes out of size ho gaye hain....Apki legging aur nighty mein bahut relax feel hota hai...Pata nahin kyun???

    Nisha-Koi baat nahin...ab dress change kar lo...

    Komal-Ok didi...aur wo uske samne hi apni t-shirt utarne laga...andar kuchh nahin pehana tha...uske chhote chhote boobs aur badi badi nipples dekhkar Nisha dar gayi...

    Nisha-Ye kya hai??? Wo uske boobs ko apne hath se chhone lagi...

    Komal-Plz didi, touch mat karo mujhe bahut dard hota hai...raat main bhi pain hota hai aur stairs se utarne mein, running larne mein ya jump karne par nipples mein bahut pain hota hai....

    Nisha-Chalo mummy ke paas chalo...unse puchhte hain...

    Komal-ok didi

    Didi ne sari baat mummy ko batayi to mummy ghabara gayi aur mere ladkiyon jaise boobs ko dekhkar rone lagi....

    Mummy-Tumne pehle kyun nahin bataya mere bete...main tumko kal hi doctor ke paas le chaloongi....

    Next day Ladies Doctor ne mera check up kiya aur bola ki apki beti normal hai...Aap pareshan kyun ho???

    Mummy-Doctor, ye meri beti nahin beta hai. Pichhle 6 months mein wo kaafi kuchh badal gaya hai...wo ladki jaisa dikhne laga hai....

    Doctor-Sorry but uska face aur figure dekhkar mujhko confision ho gaya tha...Apke bete ke baal bhi apke jaise beutiful aur lambe hain na...

    Mummy-Ok but ab kya hoga...bachpan mein hum usko mazaak mein long hair aur ladkiyon ke kapde pehanane dete ghe but ab to uske hips aur breasts dekh kar mujhko fikar ho rahi hai...

    Doctor-Aap chinta na karein, iss age mein aisa ho jaata hai...1-2 years mein uske hormones sahi ho jayenge aur wo bilkul thik ho jayega...Main uska blood check-up karwa leti hoon aur apki medicines ko bhi check lar lungi.....Aap bilkul bhi na roye...Apka beta thik ho jayega...

    Phir doctor ne mujhe ek 34A size ki training bra aur sports bra di jisse ki mera dard kam jo jaye aur breasts aur increase na ho....

    Doctor-Komal beta, ye sports bra tum exercise karte waqt aur sote waqt pehanana. Ye training bra baaki waqt apne kapdo ke andar jarur pahenana, tumko bahut relief milega...

    Mummy-Doctor sahiba, ye aap kya keh rahi hain, mera beta bra kaise pehanega???

    Doctor-Msin janati hoon ki thoda ajjeb lagega par koi chaara nahin, school mein coat ke andar bra pata bhi nahin chalegi aur ghar mein aap sab hain hi...Bina bra ke dard badhta hi jayega aur size bhi permanently increase ho sakta hai...Kuchh time ki hi to baat hai...

    Mummy-Ok....I will try dictor...

    Mummy aur main ghar aa gaye...Mummy ne mujhe fresh hone ko kaha aur mere room mein aa gayi, sath mein Didi bhi thi. Mummy ne mujhe t-shirt utarne ko kaha. Mujhe sharm aa rahi thi...but maine sare kapde utaar diye...

    Mummy ne mujhe meri training bra pehanayi aur daily khud pehanane ke liye kaha....Unhone kaha ki ye ek bura sapna hai tum usko bhool jaoge....

    Bra pehankar mujhe bahut relax feel hua...Didi ne mere bra straps ko adjust kiya aur panty bhi pehanayi. Main bahut sharma raha tha. Didi ne mujhe apni slacks aur sleeve less t-shirt di. Main apne baal khule chhod diye aur apne ko mirror mein dekha...Wow main bilkul ek ladki lag rahi thi....Didi ne mujhe gale laga liya....

    Dinner ke baad main room mein aaya to didi ne mujhe new ponk nighty pehanati aur kaha ki aane wale 2 saal ke liye tum ghar par girls ki tarah reh sakte ho...meri chhoti behan ki tarah aur mujhko gale laga liya.....

    Kuchh din beet gaye aur mummy ka dukh bhi kam ho gaya....wo mujhe apni beti ki tarah hi pyar karne lagi, unko lagta tha ki thode din mein sab ok ho jayega to pareshan kyun hona....

    Mummy mujhko aur didi ko ek din shopping ke liye le gayi aur new clothes purchase karne ke liye mall le gayi. Wahan mummy ne mere liye pyari si new girls jeans, top, leggings, earrings, nail polish, lip gloss, lipstick, makeup ka samaan aur night gown kharide.....unhone mujhko didi ke sath new bra aur panties bhi dilwayi. Mujhe bahut sharam aa rahi thi but main inn sabka ka aadi ho gaya tha aur mummy se new shoes, sandles aur mere hairs ke liye hair band, clips, rubber band etc bhi purchase karwa liye....

    Humne restaurent mein khana khaya aur sab kuchh thik lag raha tha. Koi bhi mujhko crossdresser ya sissy nahin bol raha tha....sab khush the ki unko ek chhoti behan aur beti mil gayi. Mujhe bhi ladkiyon ki tarah feel karne mein mazaa aane laga tha. Didi aur mummy ke pyar ne mere ko rula diya.....

    Thodi der baad hum ghar aa gaye. Main ghar par routine life jeene laga aur rojana didi ke sath ladies track suit mein sports bra pehan kar jogging par jaata....wapis aaker yoga karta aur school ke liye prepare hota....main school uniform mein bra panty pehanta tha, mujhe wo kabhi galat nahin lagta tha.

    Lunch mein ek din maine garmi ki wajah se coat utar diya to meri bra meri shirt se vidible hone lahi....main girls ke sath hi tha...unke alaawa koi nahin tha. Wo mujhse iski wajah puchhne lagi to maine kaha ki mujhe achha lagta hai...wo hasne lagi aur mujhe apni saheli ke roop mein accept kar liya. Maine unko apne treatment ke baare mein bata diya to unhone mujhe bahut support kiya aur kaha ki jab tak bhi tum aise jiyo kabhi khud ko akela mehsoos mat karna. Hum sab tumhare sath hain. Phir maine coat pehan liya aur thanks kaha. Maine unko apne new earring bhi dikhaye, wo sab mujhko ek ladki ki tarah hi treat karne lagi aur female gender ka use mujhse baat karne mein karne lagi....Mujhe bhi achha lagne laga....


    Kuchh din aisi hi chalta raha par kucch dino baar mere boobs meri bra mein fit nahin ho rahe the....maine didi ko bulaya to unhone mere boobs ko dekh kar kaha ki shayad inka size badh gaya hai...Lets try my bra....maine didi ki bra try ki to wo mujhe fit aa gayi...

    Didi ne kaha-congrates ab tum aur main same size ke hain, I mean 36B....Main rone laga. Didi ne mujhe apni god mein liya aur mujhe pyar karne lagi....Arre pagli kuchh din mein ye thik ho jayega...

    Chalo bahut din ho gaye...Beaty parlour chalte hain...Maine kaha..ok but main kaise jaun...school mein to coat pehanta hoon but parlour mein kya pehan kar jaun...

    Didi ne kaha-problem to hai but tumko kuchh naya try karna padega...tum mere kapde try karo...hum same height aur same size ke hain...chalo koshish to karo.

    Maine didi se kaha ki mujhe bahut sharam aa rahi hai...Didi boli jab meri bra panty nighty pehan sakte ho to mere baaki kapde kyun nahin pehan sakte...???

    Maine rote rote kaha ki wo to main ghar par pehanta hoon..baahar nahin. Didi boli ki kab tak ghar mein chhupe rahoge...mera salwar suit try karo plz...

    Maine haar maan li aur didi ki bra panti ke upar salwar suit pehan liya...pink colour ka suit mujhe feminity ka ehsaas dila raha tha...par wo mere boobs aur hips par bilkul fit aa raha tha. Main khud ko mirror mein dekh kar hairan ho gaya ki main kitni sundar ladki ban gaya hoon.

    Didi ne meri choti banayi, kuchh hair clips bhi lagayi, mujhe red lipstick bhi lagayi aur mere ears mein bade bade earings pehnaa diye...mujhe bahut sharam aa rahi thi....mere haathon mein matching bangle aur eyes mein kaajal lagaya. Mujhe khud ko dekh kar yakin hi nahin ho raha tha ki main kitni sundar ladki ban gaya hoon. Didi ne mujhe dekh kar kiss kiya aur mujhe bindi lagayi. Mujhko khada karke dupatta pehnaya aur low heel sandle pehnaye....

    Didi ne khud bhi blue clour ka pyara sa salwar suit pehna aur make up kiya...hum dono sahi behanein lag rahe the...

    Dodi bhi pyar se mujhe ladkiyon ki tarah bulane lagi jaise ki class ki ladkiyaan. Didi ne mujhe apni chhoti behan ki tarah payar se gale lagaya aur scooty par parlour le gayi....

    Didi mujhe parlour le aayi....
    Main thoda ghabraya hua tha...pehli baar didi ke kapde pehan kar unke hi sath ghar se bahar aaya tha....

    Didi ne mera complete besuty treatment karwane ke liye kaha. Mere baalon ko condition kiya gaya aur thoda sa colour bhi...mere ears mein do aur chhed kiye gaye aur pyari si baaliyan pehna di...mere pure chehre ko sundar banaya...eye brows ko thred kiya gaya aur full make up kiya...eye liner, foundation, rouge, lipstic, eye lashes, bindi aur ears mein punjabi style bade bade jhumke...haathon mein dher sari bangles aur baalon mein sundar si clip aur niche ke khule baal....

    Didi ne phir mujhe ek dusta patiala suit diya aur mujhe uski salwar bahut achhi feel ho rahi thi. Mere andar koi male excitement nahin balki female excitement hone lagi....mere nipple tight ho gaye aur main khud se hi pyar kar baitha.

    Maine didi se puchha ki ye aap kya kar rahi ho...to didi ne kaha ki main apni pyari chhoti behan ko pari bana rahi hoon. Maine kaha-par main to apka bhai hoon. To dodi boli-bhai to tum ho but salwar suit mein mujhe bahut pyare lagte ho...kaash tum hamesha ke liye meri chhoti behan ban jao....

    Main aur didi gale lag kar rone lage....
    Didi ne bhi apna full body treatment liya aur makeup ke baad mujhe mall le gayi...

    Wahan didi ne mujhe nayi 36C size ki 12 bra & panty dilwayi aur sandle kharide. Phir hum next showroom par gaye, wahan unhone mere liye anarkali suits, patiala suits, kurti aur leggings kharide. Main bahut khushnaseeb tha jo mujhe itni pyari didi mili....

    Ghar aakar hum apne room mein chale gaye aur fresh hoker so gaye. Shaam ko maine didi ki pasand wala anarkali suit pehna aur makeup karke didi ko dikhaya. Wo mujhe kiss karne lagi aur mujhe mummy ke paas le gayi.

    Mummy mujhe dekhkar hairan reh gayi aur mujhse kaha ki tumko ye sab nahin pehanana chahiye. Didi ne kaha ki wo mujhe apni chhoti behan ke roop mein hi dekhna chahti hai to mummy ne ok kaha aur mujhse kaha ki aaj ke baad tum khud ko bhi ek ladki ki tarah hi bulaogi.

    Main sar jhuka kar kaha ki thik hai mummy aur hum sab gale lag kar hasne lage. Munny ne mujhe khush dekha to wo bhi khush ho gayi aur mere jhumko aur bangles ki tarif karne lagi...

    Mummy-Beta tum ladki ke roop mein mujhe bahut achhe lagte ho....tumhari chudiyaan bahut suit karti hain tumko...tumko main bhi apni beti hi sweekar karti hoon. Doctor ki report bhi aa gayi hai...tumne galti se meri medicines kha li thi, jiski wajah se ek saal mein tumhare hormones change ho chuke hain...tumhari body puri tarah se ladki mein badal chuki hai, jiski wajah se tumhare boobs bhi tumhari didi aue mere jaise bade ho gaye hain.

    Main bahut tension mein thi ki kaise tumko bataungi but timhari didi ne bahut accha kiya aur tumko ek ladki hi bana diya. Lekin tumhara treatment ho sakta hai....tumhare baal cut ho sakte hain aur tumhare boobs aur hips bhi surgery se nikal sakte hain kyun ki tum abhi bhi ek baap ban sakte ho...

    Main ye sab sunkar rone laga aur didi se lipat kar rone laga. Maine kaha ki mujhe apne baal aur boobs bahut achhe lagte hain. Pehle mujhe inko accept karna mushqil lagta tha but main ab inko pyar karta hoon. Mijhe ladki banana achha lagta hai. Mujhe koi operation nahin karwana. Mere boobs bade hain lekin I cant live without them.

    Mummy mujhe aise hi rehna hai...didi ki chhoti pari aur apki beti ban kar...

     Mummy ne meri ankhon mein dekha aur mujhe gale laga liya....hum dono khoob roye...

    Mummy ne kaha ki jaisa tu chahti hai beti waisa hi hoga....tu khush reh...main papa se baat kar loongi...par beti tere boobs ab bahut bade ho gaye hain aur baaki figure bhi ladkiyon jaisi ho gayi hai....isliye aisi haalat mein school jana thoda mushqil ho sakta hai.

    Main puchha ki main kya karun...
    To mummy ne kaha ki wo mujhe girls college mein admission dilwa dengi aur meri zindagi thodi aasan ho jayegi.

    Main kaha jaisa aap chaho but main aakhiri baar sabse milna chahti hoon specially apni saheliyon se...

    Mummy ne sab saheliyon ko ghar par hi invite kar liya. Wo sab meri asliyat janti thi. Iskiye maine didi se kuchh special plan karne ko kaha. Didi ne mere liye ek red saree ka intezaam kiya aur ready made blouse lekar aa gayi. She is so nice but I was so nervous.

    Mujhe bahut excitement thi khud ko saree pehanane ki. Didi ne mujhko new bra pahanayi. Hook lagate waqt didi muskurane lagi aur mere boobs ko bra ke andar dalne lagi. Mujhe bahut sharam aa rahi thi. Didi ne panty bhi pehnayi aur penis ko pichhe karne ke liye kaha. Didi ne phir mujhko blouse pehnayi aur phir petticoat. Phir mujhko saree penayi aur usko set kiya. Main bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi. I was not a crossdresser but my body now needs to wear ladies clothes and I wearing them with proud and confidence. Mujhe apni didi par naaz hai.

    Didi ne mere baal banaye aur gajra laga kar khule chhod diye. Mera makeup kiya...eyes ko khubsurat kaajal se, eye brows ko pencil se, lips ko lipstick se aur mere cheeks ko pinkish kar diya. Didi ne mujhe chudiyaan pehnayi aur kaano mein lambe lambe jhumke pehnaye...jo mere shoulders tak latak rahe the.

    Maine pairon mein payal aur high heel sandle pehne. Sara makeup hone ke baad maine khud ko dekha to muh se siski nikal gayi...main dulhan ki tarah saji hui thi...Sar se lekar pairon tak jewellry aur feminity se bharpoor. Mere boobs blouse ko fadkat bahar aana chahte the aur hips bahut sexy lag rahe the. Main ek ladki ki tarah change hone par bahut khush tha.

    Meri sahelian bas aane hi wali thi. Main final touch up karne lagi. Tabhi door bell baji aur meri school ki saheliya mere living room mein aa gayin. Wo mere liye gifts aur flowers laye the. Mummy ne mujhe aawaz di to main sharmate hue wahan didi ke sath aa pahunchi. Sab surprised reh gaye aur mere paas aakar mujhe ghurne lage. Phir sabhi mujhe congratulate karne lage. Sabne meri saree ki taarif ki aur mere looks ko appreciate karne lage. Main bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi. Meri ek saheli Vineeta ne mera haath pakda aur mujhe propose kiya, main sharma gayi. Usne meri mummy se kaha ki aunty main apke bete se bahut pyar karti hoon...jab wo guitar bajata tha tab se mujhe usse pyar ho gaya. Main kabhi usko bataya nahin. Phir dhire dhire wo ladkiyon jaise behave karne laga aur aaj to wo ek dulhan ki tarah full makeup ke sath saree mein mere samne hai but I still love him. I really want a life parter who can understand me and if he live like a woman he can understand womanhood better than anyone can.

    Uski baat sunkar main aur mummy dang reh gaye but wo kaafi practical baat keh rahi thi. Mummy ne bhi realise kiya ki jo aurat banne ke baad bhi Komal ko pyar kar sakti hai to wo ladki zindagi bhar meri beti ka saath nibhayegi. Mummy ne college change wali baat usko batayi to wo bhi mere sath college change karne ko taiyar ho gayi. Vineeta bahut sundar punjabi girl thi. I was shocked but I nod my head to her love. Hum ek dusre ke gale lage aur usne mujhe again propose kiya....main sharma gayi aur haan bol diya...

   Didi ne meri aur vineeta ki jodi ko bahut appreciate kiya aur future mein engagement ka promise bhi kiya...

    Mummy ne dinner ke liye sabko bulaya aur sabne khana enjoy kiya. Sab ghar chale gaye sirf vineeta ghar par ruk gayi...

    Didi ne chahnge karne ko kaha. Hum teeno hi bedroom mein chale gaye aur dress change karne lage. Didi ne apne bhi kapde utare aur mere bhi. Vineeta be bhi apne kapde utare. Hum teeno sirf bra panty mein the, jaise ki teen pariyan ho. Didi ne kaha ki dekho vineeta tumhara boyfriend bra mein kaisa lagta hai...

    Vineeta-I wanna touch ur boobs...

    Komal-No no please...

    Nisha-Ye girls party hai dear....aisa to hoga hi aur meri bra utaar di...mere boobs balloon ki tarah aazad ho gaye. Vineeta aur Nisha di mere boobs ko dabane lage...Main bahut excited feel karne lagi...wo dono mere nipples ko choosne lage aur mujhe mazaa aane laga...Main siskari lene lagi...

    Maine didi aur vineeta ki bra bhi khol di...Dono hasne lagi aur hum teeno lesbian sex enjoy karne lage...Humare boobs aur figure almost same thi. Teen hot girls ek dusre ki oil massage karne lagi. Mujhe bahut mazaa aa raha tha. Life mein pehli baar itna mazaa aa raha tha. Mera penis khada ho gaya. Vineeta ne khush hokar mera penis apne hath mein liya aur meri panti utar di. Didi ne apni aur vineeta ki panty utar di.

    Didi ko nude dekhkar mujhe bahut ajeeb lag raha tha. Maine didi se puchha to didi ne kaha ki ab hum dono behane hain aur girls bedroom mein nude ho sakti hain...

    Maine kaha ki meri vagina nahin hai phir main ladki kaise hua....to didi ne kaha ki sirf vagina se kuchh nahin hota...tumhare hips tak lambe baal..blue eyes...pink lips...36C size ke boobs aur bade bade soft soft hips to kissi sexy ladki ko bhi naseeb nahin...waise bhi last year se tum meri nighty, bra, panty aur salwar suit ghar par pehan rahe ho...mere sath hi beauty parlour jate ho...to ab tum hi batao ki tum ladke ho ya ladki...

    Maine sharmate hue kaha ki aap sach keh rahi ho...main ladki hi hoon aur apki chhoti behan...

    Didi ne mere penis ko hilane lagi aur masterbation karne lagi. Didi ne kaha ki iska khayal rakhna kyunki tumko papa banane ke liye isko healthy rakhna hoga tabhi to vineeta ko mummy bana paoge verna isko hata kar vagina hi lagani padegi...

    Maine kaha ki main koi operation nahin karwa sakta. I love my penis but remaining body girls ki tarah hai isliye mujhe girls life jeene mein koi dikkat nahin...Vineeta ne mera penis apne muh mein liya aur blowjob karne lagi, didi mere boobs dabane lagi aur mujhe kiss karne lagi...main bhi didi ke boobs dabane laga...didi ne mere lips par french kiss karne lagi...first time koi ladki mujhe lip kiss kar rahi thi...main bhi ladkiyon ki tarah jiss enjoy karne lagi aur didi aur meri jeebh aapas mein touch hone lagi...mera penis bahut tight ho gaya aur apna sara sperm vineeta ke muh mein gira diya...main bahut excited feel kar rahi thi...vineeta ne sara semen pee liya aur mere upar aa kar mujhe apni wife ki tarah kiss karne lagi....mere chehre par...mere lips par...mere gale par last mein mere boobs par...Wo mere nipples ko suck karne lagi aur mere boobs aur nipple ek normal ladki ki tarah bahut tight ho gaye.

    Vineeta-I love u komal...love u so much

    Komal-I love you too...

    Didi ne humko aashirwaad diya aur hum teeno bathroom chale gaye aur sath mein hi naha kar bedroom mein aa gaye. Didi aur maine nighty pehan li aur maine apni ek extra nighty vineeta ko pehanane ko di...Vineeta boli ki apne husband ki nighty pehanana duniya mein bahut rare hai aur ye sun kar hum teeno hasne lage...

    Vineeta ne kaha ki please school mein bhi 9th ke exam tak girls uniform mein kyun nahin aate. Maine aur didi ne mana kiya aur kaha ki college nein ladke mazaak banayenge....

    Vineeta-Darling sab tumko ladki hi samajhte hain...tumhari figure, tumhare baal ladkiyon jaise hi to hain...pehle tumhare boobs chhote the but 36C size ke boobs ko chhupana bahut mushkil hoga.

    Didi-Vineeta tum thik bol rahi ho but phir bhi next year se Komal, tum aur main new college mein admission le hi rahe hain then mera bhai full time girl ban jayega. Tum dino 10th mein hoge aur main 12th paas karke B.Com mein admission le lungi, kuchh mahino ki hi baat hai. Komal ka naam bhi thik hai... Ladke aur ladkiyon mein common hai bas sare papers mein wo female gender ka hoga. Marksheets, Driving Licence, Passport etc mein tumhara hubby ladies hoga...He will live like a Shemale...Do u understand???

    Vineeta-I agree with u...ok kuchh dino baad main aur aap dono full time ghar aue college mein girly gang banayenge. I know komal will be live like shemale but jaisa bhi hai mera hubby hai aur hum dono ek dusre ko bahut pyar karenge aur husband wife ke bajay saheliyon ki tarah life spend karenge...

   Next day, hum teeno uthe aur fresh ho kar mummy ke sath breakfast kiya. Vineeta apne ghar chali gayi. Mummy ne mujhe mujhko school ke liye prepare kiya aur main bhi didi ke sath school chali gayi.

    School mein sab saheliyon ne mujhe welcome kiya aur gale lagaya. Wo mujhe ladkiyon ki tarah treat kar rahi thi. Mujhko saree mein jo dekha tha yesterday. Jab sabko pata chala ki exam ke baad main girls college mein jaungi to wo sab udaas ho gaye aur 5 girls bhi mere sath hi jane ko request karne lagi. Boys meri taraf dhyaan nahin dete the kyunki main girls mein hi khoya rehta tha. Par mere boobs ab chhup nahin pate the. Ek din ek ladke ne mere boob par hath mara aur zor se dabaa diya. Main dard se karaah gayi. Maine usko thappad mara par wo smile karta hua wahan se chala gaya.

    Main jab toilet ke liye gayi to majnoori mein gents toilet hi jana padta tha. Wahan par wahi ladka aur uske dost mile. Unhone mera coat utaar diya aur meri shirt ko bhi jabardasti utaar diya. Main sirf bra mein thi...wo mujhpar toot pade aur meri bra phaad di. Wo mere boobs dabane lage. Mujhe bahut dard ho raha tha. Unhone ne mujhe kiss kiya aur unka penis suck karne ko kaha. Main roti rahi aur majboori mein unka penis suck karti rahi.

    Baad mein unhone ne apna sara semen mere muh mein hi gira diya aur mujhko wo sab pina pada. Main bahut royi par wo darinde mera mazaak udaate rahe. Wo sab meri pant utaarne lage tabhi ek senior ladka Vicky aaya aur un sabko bahut mara. Usne mujhe khada kiya aur gale laga kar chup karaya. Main nangi hi thi. Phir usne sabko wahan se bhaga kar mujhe bra aur shirt pehanane ko di...phir maine coat pehana. Vicky ne mujhse puchha ki tum ladki hokar yahan kya kar rahi thi???

    Komal-Actually main ladka hi hoon aur yahaan toilet karne aaya tha.

    Vicky-Mujhe accept karne mein bahut dikkat ho rahi hai ki tum ladke ho. Tumhari figure, tumhare boobs, tumhare baal aur tumhara chehra sab ladkiyon wala hai. Isliye agar tum ladki nahin bhi ho to kal se ladkiyon ki tarah girls uniform mein hi school aaoge aur girls toilet hi use karoge. Aaj jo hua usko bhula do aur kal se ek normal girl ki tarah behave karo.

    Komal-Thanks...apne meri bahut help ki....phir main fresh hokar class mein aayi aur kissi ko kuchh nahin bataya.

    Jab main didi ke sath ghar aayi to didi ne mujhse puchha to maine unko bhi kuchh nahin bataya aur sirf itna kaha ki meri figure ab main chhupa nahin sakta. Isliye ya to mujhe ghar se padhne do ya phir mujhko kal se girls uniform mein jane ki permission do...

    Didi-Ye achanak kya hua???

    Komal-Didi, mere boobs aur hips bahut bade hain...gents toilet mein mujhe darr lagta hai...ek ladke me mere boobs par haath dala aur bahut zor se dabaa diya tha. Uske aage main kuchh nahin bataya.

    Didi-I think u are right sister. Tum meri extra uniform le lo. Mummy kal principal se baat kar lengi. Tum chinta na karo. Kal se salwar suit mein hi school jana.

    Me-Didi, you are so understanding...I love you...

    Phir maine school uniform change ki aur sab kuchh bhula kar ek patiala salwar suit pehankar home work karne lagi. Tabhi mummy aayi aur mujhse kaha ki aaj papa aane wale hain, unko tum pink saree mein full makeup ke sath welcome karna. Maine khush hokar mummy ko haan kaha aur unko cheeks par kiss kiya...

    Bahut din baad papa tour se wapis aa rahe the...main kuchh ghabra rahi thi but phir sab mummy par chhod kar bathroom mein chali gayi aur face pack lagaya. Facial karne ke baad meri skin nikhar gayi. Maine wapis aa kar new pink designer bra pehani...mere boobs bahut sundar lag rahe the. Phir matching panty bhi pehani...phir mummy saree lekar mere room mein aayi aur mujhe blouse pehanaya...phir petticoat...mere breasts bahut sundar cleavage bana rahe the...mummy ne phir saree pehanayi...

    Khud ko mirror mein dekhkar main khud ki hi deewani ho gayi...Mummy ne phir mera makeup kiya...mujhe bangles, jhumke, jewellery aur baalon mein clip lagayi....phir mummy ne stapler machine jaisi machine se meri nose pierce kar di aur ek pyari si diamond nose pin pehnaa di...Main nathni pehan kar chinta mein pad gayi...phir mumny ne kaha ki ab tum khud ko full woman ki tarah saj sawar kar raha karo aur school bhi salwar suit pehan kar jana...tumhare principal se meri baat ho gayi hai....Maine mummy ko thanks kaha aur matching bindi laga li....

    Main dulhan ki tarah dikh rahi thi...mummy ne mujhe ek kaala tika bhi lagaya aur mere boobs ko halke se press kiya aur blouse ko set kiya...

    Mujhe bahut sharam aa rahi thi...mere boobs mummy ke boobs ke barabar the aur mein unki hi blouse pehane hui thi...

    Didi bhi aa gayi aur meri nose ko dekhkar surprise hui aur mujhe gale laga liya. Hum dono sisters saree mein hi taiyar ho gayi.

    Thodi der baad door bell baji aur papa aa gaye. Mummy ne papa ko living room mein bithaya aur pani diya...papa phir change karke tv dekhne lage...phir mummy ne humko bulaya aur hum dono sisters papa ke paas aaye...papa ne hum dono ko apni god mein bithaya aur humko kiss kiya. Papa ne mujhko kuchh nahin kaha...shayad mummy ne pehle hi bata diya ho...lekin mujhko bataya ki bhale hi main ladki ki tarah rahun lekin papa hamesha mere sath hain...

    Papa ne mujhko kaha ki ladki hona bahut mushkil hota hai, society mein bahut sambhal kar rehna padega. I hope tum mujhko niraash nahin karoge. Papa ne mere jhumke, bangles, silky hairs aur nose ring ki taarif ki. Papa ne mujhko full time ladki ki tarah rehne ko kaha aur mujhko gift mein dher sare girly clothes diye....Papa ne mujhe gale lagaya aur raat ko unke sath hi sone ko kaha...

    Maine haan kaha aur dinner ke baad saree change karke nighty pehan li...Papa Mummy sath mein baithe hue the...Papa ne mujhe apne paas bulaya aur mere future ke baare mein sawaal kiye...

    Mummy ne kaha ki Komal mera beta bhi hai aur beti bhi par hum usko pyar se rakhenge aur jaise wo khush rahe waise hi hum usko support karenge.

    Komal-Papa, maine decide kiya hai ki main girls college mein aage ki study karun aur apke band mein female singer ban jaun...

    Papa-No problem beta...aisa hi hoga...par tumhari shaadi ka kya hoga..???
    Do you wanna be wife or husband kyunki tum saree mein bahut sundar lagte ho..

    Komal-Papa maine abhi shadi ke bare mein socha nahin par jo aap chahoge main waisa hi karungi...

    Papa Mummy ne mujhe gale laga liya aur apne paas hi sula liya...

    Next day...jab main uthi to papa ne mujhe jaldi taiyar hone ke liye kaha. Maine kaha ki papa hum kahan jaa rahe hain ????

    Papa ne kaha ki wo mujhe ladies doctor ke paas check up ke liye le jayenge....Mujhe kuchh samajh nahin aaya aur main apne bathroom mein chali gayi....Didi aur main sath mein hi taiyyar hue aur tabhi mummy ne aakar mujhe apni new transparent saree aur cut sleeve blouse diya. Main bahut khush ho gayi. Maine turant wo saree pehan li aur make up kiya. Mummy ne meri nazar utari aur mujhe gale se laga liya. Main mummy ki saree mein bahut achhi lag rahi thi. Mujhe bahut sharam aa rahi thi kyunki mera aur mummy ka size same tha.

    Papa ne mujhe dekha to hairan reh gaye. Mujhko mummy ki saree mein dekhkar wo hasne lage. Maine kaha ki aap kyun hass rahe ho to bole ki tum mummy ki beti nahin chhoti behan lag rahi ho...

    Tabhi didi bhi aa gayi....Didi ne green colour ki saree pehani thi. Hum dono bahut sundar lag rahi thin. Mummy ne floral print wali saree pehani. Ladies gang to kayamat dahaa raha tha. Papa ne honthon se whistle bajayi.

    Hum car mein baithe aur doctor ke paas pahunche. Doctor ne mujhe normal girl samjha par jab mummy ne bataya to doctor ne mujhe saree mein bahut appreciate kiya. Mere jhumke, ear studs aur nose ring ko dekh kar mujhse kuchh sawaal kiye...

    Doctor- beta aap ladies dress aur jewellary mein kaisa mehsoos karte ho??

    Komal- Main kaafi normal mehsoos karti hoon aur gents clothes ki bakaay ladies clothes mein jyada protected aur satisfied feel karti hoon...

    Doctor- beta tumhare boobs ek adult lady ki tarah develop ho chuke hain...tumko ye ajeeb to nahin lagta???

    Komal- shuru mein to mujhe bahut dikkat hoti thi kyunki nipples mein bahut dard hota tha par ab mein apne boobs ko bahut pyar karne lagi hoon aur mujhe bahut achha lagta hi jab mein bra cups ko puri tarah se fill kar pati hoon...saree blouse mein mere boobs bahut sundar lagte hain.

    Doctor- to aap apne ko iss situation mein kafi comfortable mehsoos kar rahi ho...

    Komal - haan doctor aunty. Mujhe didi aur mummy ki tarah lambe baal aur sajna sawarna bahut accha lagta hai. Main zindagi bhar ek aam aurat ki tarah jeena aur mehsoos karna chahti hoon.

    Doctor- apki figure beta bilkul apki mummy jaisi hai, apko thoda weight kam karna padega aur apni didi jaise sundar lagna hoga...ok

    Komal- ok doctor

    Doctor- ab aap full time girls ki tarah zindagi jee sakte ho...we have no problem....but phir bhi apka penis apko full woman banane se rok raha hai...

    Komal- kya mera penis kharab ho gaya hai ?

    Doctor- nahin beta, abhi tumhara penis bilkul thik hai aur main kuchh medicines bhi dungi taaki tumhara penis bilkul thik rahe....par kya tum penis ko sach mein rakhna chahte ho ya mein operation recommend karke tumko puri tarah se ladki bana doon ?

    Komal- Jaise main apni body ko pyar karti hoon, apne boobs, apne hips, apne baal aur clean chehre ko waise hi main apne penis ko pyar karti hoon....main shadi ke baad papa banana chahti hoon aur apne bachhe ko doodh bhi pilana chahti hoon....

    Doctor- Mujhe koi dikkat nahin...par jab bhi tumko lage ki tum operation karwana chahti ho, tum karwa sakti ho....lekin sare papers mein ab tum ek female ho....

    Doctor ne mujhe medicines di aur exercise bhi batayi...

    Papa mujhe full support kar rahe the aur mere liye imported makeup, sleeveless salwar kurta aur matching jewellary kharide. Mera confidence badh gaya aur main punjaabi kudi ki tarah khub sajne sawarne lagi...main ghar ke sare kaam mein haath batane lagi...didi ke sath parties mein jane lagi aur full time saree aur salwar mein hi rehne lagi....

    School mein jana bahut ajeeb lagta tha par main salwar suit, nose pin aur jhumko mein kamaal ki pataka lagti thi...Farewell party mein maine cul sleeve blouse aur net wali khoobsurat saree pehani....full makeup mein main kamaal ki lag rahi thi...saare ladke aur ladkiyan mujhe dekhkar aahein bhar rahe the....Main rockstar se beauty queen jo ban gaya tha...weight kam hone ki wajah se mere boobs aur hips aur bhi bade aur sexy lag rahe the....

    Mujhe best student ka award mila aur sabhi ne mujhe congratulate kiya....maine apni saheliyon ke sath party ki aur next year se girls college mein jaane ke liye apne aap ko taiyyar karne lagi...

    Kuchh din guzar gaye aur main girls college maine girls college mein admission le liya. Maine kabhi socha bhi na tha ki meri zindagi yun badalegi. Mere charo taraf feminity thi. Class mein ladkiyan, teachers bhi female, staff bhi female, ghar par bhi main, didi aur mumma...

    Har taraf females ke beech mein reh kar mein bhul hi gayi ki kabhi main male thi. Meri guitar practice thik chal rahi thi. Main weight kam karke aur bhi khoobsurat ho gayi thi. Didi aur mera size same tha aur hum dono ek dusre ke kapde pehan lete the. Mummy mujhko pehle se bhi jyada pyar karti thi. Mere parents ne mera pura pura sath diya tha aur main bhi ek achhi beti ki tarah unka har order manti thi.

    Dhire dhire main jawaan ho gayi aur 10th, 12th ke baad B.Com mein aa gayi. Mere pichhe bahut ladke pade the par main to sirf Vineeta se hi pyar karti thi. Main, didi aur meri GF ledbians ki tarah rehte the. Maine kuchh time modeling bhi ki aur designer saree, salwar ki hit model ban gayi.

    Papa ke sath bhi stage par perform karti thi but ek ladies singer ki tarah. B.com ke baad vineeta mere ghar aayi. Wo ro rshi thi. Uske mummy daddy car accident mein expire ho gaye. Wo ek lauti ladki thi. Mere parents ne usko ghar par hi rakh liya aur humari shaadi karwa di.

    Shaadi ke baad main ek bharatiya nari ki tarah saree blouse, mangal sutra, chudiyaan aur sindur lagane lagi. Vineeta mujhko apna pati hi manti thi but main patni ki tarah hi regti thi...

    Hum dono saree blouse mein rehte the aur bahut pyar karte the. Vineeta pregnant ho gayi aur 9 month ke baad ek khoobsurat beti ko janam diya. Jab wo usko doodh pilati to mere man mein bhi maa wali feeling aane lagi. Doctor ne mujhe kuchh hormone (oxytocin) diya aur 9 din baad mere boobs badalne lage. Meri nipples se bhi doodh aane laga.

    Maine apni beti ko apna doodh pilaya, mujhe sansar ki har khushi mil gayi. Meri beti ki main maa ban gayi aur papa bhi. 3 saal baad vineeta ko beta hua aur meri family compleate ho gayi. Zamane ke liye hum do saheliyan hi thi par family ke liye pati-patni...

    Vineeta aur Main bahut khush the. Main aurat ho kar maa ka ehsaas kar paya. Main sach mein bahut lucky hoon. Maine bhagwaan se yahi pray ki aur meri aankhon mein aansu aa gaye...LOVE U ALL

    THE END
   

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Dear Friends, I am posting one Hndi CD story.  This is written by Neha Patel on a website "Rajibalan's Jimdo Page".  Well narated story. I like her naration. So posting here.  Please encourage her for more stories.

mera real name nilay hai mai aapko apna story batata hun kaise nilay se neha bni. mai apni padhai khatam krne ke bad kuchh din ke liye apne mama ke yahan chla gya. wahan mere mama aur mami hi rhte the mai apne mama ke pas phunch gya aur mami meri khub aavbhagat ki. mai sham ko phuncha tha nasta kiya phir rat men khana khane ke bad so gya mere mama job krte hai unhe apne kam ki bjah se 1 month ke liye bahar jana pd rah tha to unhone mujhse kha ki tum 1 month ke liye yhin rh jao jb tk mai nhi aata tumhari mami ka bhi man lga jayega mai man gya kyonki meri bhi chuti chal rhi thi agle din subah mama chle gye ab mai aur meri mami rh gye mami ne mujhe bola frsh ho jao nasta kr lo mai fresh ho ke nasta ki aur tv dekhne lgi.mai aapko bta dun meri mami bhut majakiya hai aur wo mujhse bhut majak krti hai aur mai bhi unke sath bhut khul gyi thi aur mai bhi mami se mjak krti uske bad meri mami bhi freh ho ke nasta ki aur mere sath tv dekhne lgi tv pe ek film aa rhi thi jisme hero ladki bna hua tha tv dekhte 2 meri mai mujhse mjak me hi boli kyon tum bhi ldki bnogi mai na bol di par mami khne khne lgi koi to nhi tum aur mai hi to hun tumhare mama bhi 1 month ke liye nhi hain ek bar hi to bnni hai aur force krne lgi phir mai bhi man gyi phir meri mami ne kha mere bedroom me aao mai unke sath unke bedroom gya wo mujhe boli chlo kpde utaro mai boli aapke samne kaise to wo boli aaj tum bhi ladki bnne ja rhi ho to sharam kaisi phir mai pura nude ho gya phir unhone bola ki phle tum apne bal saf krke aao mai bathrrom gyi phir razor se puri body ka bal saf ki phir snan ki aur meri mami ne ek panty di phnne ko mai panty phn ke bahar aayi phir meri mami ne bra phnayi phir ek blue red color ki salvar kmeej phnayi phir mujhe dressing table pe baithe ko boli mai baith gyi phir meri mai ne meri makeup krni shuru ki aankhon me kajal lips pe red colour ki lipstic lagayi mere dono hanthon me 12 chudiya phnayi mere pairon me payal phnayi phir mere hant aur pair ke nails pe red colour ki nailpolish se mere nails ko paint ki phir ek hil wali sandle di phnne ko aur aadhe ghante tk chlne ki pratice krwayi ladkiyan kaise chlati hai kaise baat krti hai mujhe sikhyi phir wo ek camera le ke aayi aur meri alag alag pose me tasveren nikali phir hm dono ne khana khaya aur pure din mai ladkiyo ki trah hi rhi night me jb khana kha ke sone jarhi thi mai mami se boli ki ab nikal deti hun ab ho gya na to wo mujhe bolne lgi abhi tum puri ladki bni khan ho na earring phni na nosering phni to mai mami se boli nhi mami ab nhi to wo mujhe blackmail krne lgi tumhari photo mai sbko dikh dungi mai dar gyi maine mami se requset ki par nhi mani aur boli meri ek shart hai tumhe 1 month tk mere sath ladki ki trah rhni pdegi aur jo mai bolungi wo sb krni pdegi mai bhi kya krti mai bhi man gyi bas 1 month ki hi to bat thi waise mujhe bhi ladkiyin ki trah rhna kpde phnna pasand tha phir mami ne mujhe ek nighty di boli change kr lo aur ye phan ke so jao agle din mai tumhe beauty parlour le jaungi mai dar gyi mai mami se boli ki nhi mami bahar nhi jaungi to mami boli koi nho pahchanega tum tenson mat lo phr hm dono sath me hi so gye.....

subah hmdono so ke jge phir mai mami ke sath unke kitchen me help ki chai pi nasta bnane me help ki phir meri mami ne bola jao freh ho jao mai fresh hone chli gyi mai nhake bahar aayi to meri mami ne blue colour ki bra panty di phnne ko mai bra panty mami ki help se phni phir meri mami ne mujhe blue colue ki salwar suit phnayi phir meri makeup krni shuru ki pahle mami ne mere nails ko matching blue colour ki nailpolish se meri hand and leg ki 20 nails pe nailpolish lga ke paint ki phir mujhe blue colur chamkdar 24 chudiyan each hand me phnayi pairon me heavy ghunguru wali payal phnayi pairon ki ungliyon me do toe ring each leg me phnayi meri hanthon ki ungliyon me bhi anguthi phnayi phir meri neck me ek necless phnayi uske bad mere face ki makeup krni shuru ki pahle face powder lagayi phir meri aankho me eye lining ki kajal lagayi maskra lagyi nkli eye lasage lgayi palkon ke upar blue colour ki shding ki meri chik pe lali lgayi phir lips pe lip lining ki aur matching blue colour ki lipstic lagayi uske bad mami ne ek chmkti bindiyan mere hesd pe lagayi phir woli dekho kaisi lag rhi ho mai mirror me apne aap ko dekh kar sharma gyi ek sundr girl lag rhi thi phir mami ne high heel ki sandle phnne ko do mai sandle phnne ke chalne ka riyaj krne lgi phi meri mami boli mai bhi freh ho jati hun phir parlour bhi jana hai aur shopping bhi krni hai mami freh ho ke taiyar ho gyi aur mai mami ke sath shopping ke liye chal pdi usse phle meri mami ne bola ki tumhara girly name neha rkhi hun aur tumhe neha hi bulaungi mai boli thik hai phle hm dono shopping ke liye gye ek western ladies shop me gyi meri mami ne phle lingrie dikhane boli aur mujhe pasand krne boli mai sharm se lal ho rhi thi meri mami ne bola neha sharmana chhodo aur pasand kro mai 8 set flowr designed and net wali bikni pasnd ki phir meri mami kuchh salwar suit nighty and 4 saree mere liye pasand krke li phir hmdono cosmetic ki dukan pe gye aur wahan makeup ka sman jaise nailpolish lipstic kajal e.t.c shopping ki sb mami mere se hi pasnd krwa rhi thi wo boli ki tumhe pahnna krna hai to tum hi pasand kro phir kuchh designed bindi chudiyan apni pasand ki shopping ki phir mami ek sunar ki dukan pe gyi aur dukandar se boli mer bhanji ke kan nak chhedne hai phir sunar ne meri each kan me 3 3 chhed kr diye left side ki nak bhi chhed di phir mami ne mere liye kuchh heavy earring nosering shoping ki phir hmdono parlour phunch gye wahan ek ladki thi jiska nam rajni tha mami ki dost thi wo jake rajni se boli meri bhanji ke facial body wax pedicure menicure krna hai aur kuchhh bhi boli rajni mujhe under le gyi aur meri body ka wax ki facial kra pedicure menicure kra phir ek fake boobs mere sine pe lgadi lambi balion ki wig set ki eye brow curve thin ki phir mai kpde phni aur mami ke sath ghar aa gyi aur mami ke sath mil lunch reddy ki aur lunch kiya phir mami boli rest kr lo rat me tumhe achhi trah se sajaungi aur sam ko blouse ka map de dena mai boli thik hai phir mai rest ki sam ek ladies aayi aur meri map li mami ne bhi kuchh smjhya phir wo chli gyi phir mai mami ke sath unka kitchen me help krne chli gyi .....

phir kitchen ka kam khatam ho jane ke bad mami ne mujhe taiyar ki aur hm dono thodi der bahar ghumne gye phir lsut ke aayi khan kha ke so gai agle subah jgi aur sbse phle tea banayi aur mami ko jagaya aur hmdono ne tea pi mai mami se boli mami 2 din bad meri birthday hai to mami boli ye to bhut achhi bat hai mai tumhari birthday special trike se celebrate krungi ki tu bhi jindgi bhar yad rkhedi mai boli thika hai mami phir mai apne kam me lag gyi 2 din nikal gyi tb tk meri blouse bhi sil ke aa gyi aur meri mami ne mere birthday ke liye lahnga choli khridi aur phull bridal aur hmko boli tumhe puri dulhan ki trah sja ke teri birrthday manungi wo subah parlour wali ko bula li rajni subah mere ghar pe aa gyi aur meri mami ne mujhe blouse aur peticot di boli phan ke aa jao mai bloue ayr peticot phn ke aa gyi phir rajni ne mujhe apne pas bithaya aur mehndi nikali mai mami se boli iski kya jarurat hai to mami boli mehndi nhi lagayegi to dulhan ki trah kaise lagegi phir rajni mere hanthon me mehndi lagane lgi wo meri upar blouse tk achhi trah dulhan ki trah mehndi se dono hanthon ko sja di phir mere dono pairon me bhi ghtne tk mehndi lagayi jaise ek dulhan ko mehndi se sajaya jata hai thik usi trah mere dono hathon aur dono pairon me full bridal mehndi laga di phir meri mami ne rajni se boli iski nabhi ko bhi mehndi se sja do aur ek nabhi ke pas bhi kan ki trah chhed kr do aur isme ek achhi jhumki phna do rajni ne mehndi se achhi design bna ke meri nabhi ko sajayi aur chhed krke ek jhumki phna di phir rjni jane lgi aur boli ab 5 6 ghante bad aaungi aur neha ko taiyar kr dungi birthday ke liye 5 ghante bad meri mehndi sukh gai thi aur mai mehndi saf ki mehndi ka colour bhut dark chhda tha meri mami dekhi aur boli tumhari sas tumhe bhut manegi mai sharma gyi phir mami ne mere pure badan pe haldi ka paste lgayai aur boli jao nha lo rajni bhi aati hogi mai bathroom gyi aur achhi trah naha ke aayi meri mami ne ek flower design ki red bra panty di boli phn lo mai phn ke bahar aayi

tb tk rajni bhi aa gyi aur mami ne use mujhe sjane ka sara saman de di phir rajni ne mujhe lahnga choli phanayi phir ek hevy kam wali red green saree phnayi aur uska pallu pin se attach kr meri bayen shoulder par set ki phir rajni ne mere pairon se mujhe sajan shuru ki phle wo mere pairon ke nakhunon ko revlon ki red colou ki nail polish se mere dason nakhuno ko achhi trah paint ki phir mere pairon ki dason ungliyon me bichhuye phnai phir ek heavy ghunguru wali payal phanayi aur ek hlki paual phnayi jo mere pairo ki ungliyon se chain ke dwara judi thi phir wo mere hand pe aa gyi aur mere hanthon ke nakhunon ko red colour ki nailpolish se achhi trah pain ki phir mere har unguliyo me ring phnayi phir red green colour ki kamdar chuda set gold bangale ke sath phnayi jo mere pure hathon ki kalaiyon me bhr gai thi gale me 3 heavy neckless phnayi jo meri mami ki thi phir wo mere head pe wig set mere face pe foundatin facepowde eye liner kajal eye lashaes etc jo aankhon ko sjane me use ki jati hai sb lagai meri aankhen black redder green dikh rhi thi meri gal pe lali lagayi mere hothon pe lining ki usme revlon ki red colour ki dark lipstic lagayi phir meri mathe pe bindiya lagayi jo meri pasand ki thi red green colour kamwali chmkti hui bindiyan aur kuchh bindi meri eyebrow ke uper lagake sajai jaise ek dulhan ko bindi se sajai jati thik usi trah puri bridal bindi se rajni ne meri forehead ko sajai phir mujhe mangtika pahnai meri kan me ek heayu earring jo meri shoulder tk phunch rhi thi phnai ayr upar ke do chhed me bhi earring pahanai nak me ek big round wali heavy nath pahnai jo chain se meri kano ke earing se connect thi nath ki bali mere hothon ko touch kr rhi thi phir rajni mujhe bjuband kamarband bandhi aur full bridal as a indin dulhan ki trah saja ke bna di phir mujhe apne aap ko mirror me dekhne boli mai apne aap ko mirror me dekha ke sharma gai mai bilkul ek indian dulhan ki dikh rhi thi mano meri aaj shadi honewali ho tb tk meri mami bhi aa gyi aur mujhe dekh ke boli meri neha to aaj bilkul dulhan lag rhi hai aur dulhan ki sharma bhi rhi hai mai aur sharam se lal ho gai phir rajni chali gai tb tk meri mami ne bhi meri birthday ki puri taiyari kar rkhi thi mai boli mami chlo cake katte hain to mami boli tumhare liye ek aur surprise hai thodi der ruko mai boli kya tb tk door ki bell bji mai dar gyi ki kaun aa gya meri mami muskurate huye gyi aur door kholi ek ladki under aayi mami use boli aao shikha tumhare liye bhi aaj surprise hai wo boli kya bua mai bta dun wo unke bde bhai ki ladki thi wo under aayi aur mujhe dekh ke boli bua ye kaun hai meri mami boli phchano kaun hai wo gaur se dekhi phir boli ye to nilay hai to mami boli ye ab nilay nhi neha hai aur tumhari hone wali bibi mai to chunk hi gya mai mami se boli mami kya bol rhi ho mai nhi krunga ye sb wo phir mujhe blackmail krne lgi phir mai man gya shikha ka body mard ki trah storng and tall tha aur wo mard ke hi kapde pahnti thi shikha boli mai taiyar hun phir mami boli shubh kam me der kaisi aur mami shikha ko taiyar hone bhej di wo sherwani phan ke taiyar hoke aa gyi aur mami hm dono ke le kar ek mandir gyi aur wahan meri shadi krayi shikha ne meri mang me sindur bhra aur mere gale mangalsutra phanya aur mere sath phere liye phir mai shikha ki pair chhke pranam ki aur wo mujhe sada suhagan ka aashirwad di phir hm ghar aa gye aur hmteenon ne milke apna birthday manaya cake kati phir khana khayi. phir meri mami ne bola aaj teri suharat hai aur mujhe uske bare me batayi phir mere hubby ne mere sath suhag rat manaya shikha ka nam mami ne shekhar rkh diya phir subah mami ne mujhe kitchen me bulaya aur ek housewife ka kya kam hota smjhayi mujhe cooking etc sri cheejen sikhyi phir hmdono ke ghrwalon ko bataya phle thoda na nukur kiye phir man gye phir mujhr ladies harmone ke dose diye gye aur shikha man harmon ke phie operation ke jariye hm dono ne apna sex change krwa liya aur mai neha bnke ek achhi housewife ki trah rhne lge. the end
kuchh galtiyan likhne me hui hogi uske liye sorry.....

Sunday, June 7, 2009

THE RETREAT (COLORS OF LIFE) - 2

Josephine Gonsalves


I had a very nervous and tense night. I did not know what Anchal would do? I had only known her for a few months. I did not know anything about her prior to her marriage to my brother. I knew that she had a hard childhood and teenage years. Her father had been imprisoned and tortured, during the forced expulsions carried out by the Ugandan government, under Idi Amin. He had died when she was only a year old. I knew that Aunty Sharmila, who was the oldest and her mother had shared the burden of raising her and two other sisters. Having been through hardships, I knew that she could manage both the home as well as her career. She was bright, good looking and open minded. My brother was a very lucky guy to have such a vibrant, good looking and hard working wife. Since her marriage and subsequent move to our home I had only seen the ‘good natured wife’ side of her. I knew that she was not pleased that my brother had gone off to Canada on his own, leaving her alone so soon after the marriage. However she had hid her feelings well and had only shown the good natured, hard working and homely side of her to the rest of us. To the outside world she had carried herself well in all aspects of daily life and had completely won over my parents. My mother liked the way she shed her stylish urban image once she was at home, wearing simple sarees or salwars instead of skirts and jeans.

She managed the house so that my mother and father could go to the Hindu temple and spend time with their old friends, whenever they were in Nairobi. Anchal was a modern urban women with modern open minded thinking, but I was aware that she had caught me in the act of wearing her clothes secretly without her permission and that could upset any woman. It was invading her privacy. Last night I was too scared to notice her reactions properly. Now I was wondering what she would do. Would she tell my mum privately and treat the matter delicately or would she just burst out to my family and make me out to be a ‘weirdo’?. I was hoping she would do neither, but would keep silent about it and keep it as our secret.

It was still early the next morning when she knocked on my door. She was dressed casually in a simple red salwar kameez. She said “good morning, Rajesh or is it Rajani? Wash up, bring in all the clothes from the terrace and fold them. Then come down to the kitchen. You have ten minutes … no more” She was smiling but her voice was stern. I felt relieved that she was her calm, normal self which lifted my spirits. I freshened up, gathered the clothes from the terrace and went down to the kitchen. Anchal was behind the kitchen counter, getting breakfast ready. She told me to keep the clothes in different piles, one for my parent’s, one for hers and one for me. She asked me to keep her clothes in her room on the wooden cabinet, mine in my room and my parents on the old chair outside their room. I did as she said and returned back to the kitchen. She then told me to go to the back porch and bring in the aprons. She used a polite yet firm voice as she spoke to me. I was told to put on an apron and lay the plates for breakfast. I checked the pile of neatly folded washed aprons and noticed that they were all feminine looking. I picked one up and spread it noticing that it did not have any frills or lace but was definitely feminine. She saw my hesitation and told me “don’t worry, all the aprons in the pile are mine and they are feminine type. I put away all those dirty old fashioned ones used by Neena”. (Neena was our old cook and maid).“You like feminine things”. Then she added “Neena has gone to India on holiday for two months. My visa for Canada is delayed. You brother has already sold the business in Malindi and Mombassa and I have already resigned my job so I will be a housewife for sometime and you are going to assist me while you are here. Your parents will be here for a week, before returning to Mombassa. I know you will be glad to after last night. Come, come now we have to get everything ready for breakfast and you are going to be my assistant. We don’t have all morning and you don’t want Mum to see you wearing a nice feminine apron just yet”.


I knew she had me in a corner and the best way was to go along with what she wanted of me. I tied the apron around my waist and noticed how it looked almost like a skirt. I felt a little thrill and she noticed it. She said “good, now we get some work done here”. I was told to take the plates and run them under the faucet in the sink. Then she passed me the dishtowel and asked me to dry them. I did as she instructed me and placed the paltes on the dining table. Then she had me wash the fruits, slice them and arrange them on a large serving plate. She showed me just how to arrange the fruits on the platter. She had already boiled the eggs and I was now required to shell them. Here too she showed me how to shell the eggs cleanly. Then I was asked to toast the bread and lay them in a serving plate. She had already prepared coffee which we all liked boiled and filtered. When all was ready she asked me to wash my hands, take off the apron and fold it neatly. She folded her own tiny apron away and went to call my parents. My parents were surprised to see me up so early and waiting for them. Breakfast was pleasant with my mum and Anchal doing most of the talking. My dad as usual hid behind the morning paper or just ate quietly. My mum finished off her breakfast and as usual was proceeding to clear the table, but Anchal politely told her to concentrate on getting Dadaji, my father and herself ready for their trip back to Mombassa. They were to catch the 10 o’clock express train. She told my mother that the private taxi would be coming at 9 o’clock to take them to the station. She would take care of the house and make sure that I was well behaved during the coming weeks.


That weekend she shrewdly got me involved in most of the domestic chores that I had simply taken for granted. I understood what she was up to within a short time. She was getting at me for secretly wearing her clothes, yet also letting me experience feminine life, under her supervision. I was not just wearing feminine clothes but getting to feel like a young girl helping in the kitchen. The next day she woke me up early and asked me to bathe and wear only a white vest and shorts. She told me to come down and join her in the puja room. I did as she said and found her making preparation for her morning ritual. She was wearing a saree and made me wear a white duppatta over my head. Then she lit the small mud lamps(deepa) and asked me to join her in her puja.

Here I was a teenage boy, head covered like a woman and performing puja with my sister in law. She looked solemn and serious and I followed her example and did as she did. After the short puja she smeared vermilion on my forehead and then she said that today we would have a fasting breakfast of arrowroot porridge and bananas. We had breakfast with me still dressed in the dupatta covering my head like a young girl. After breakfast she said that today we had to do a lot of cleaning and laundry so she had me wear an even more feminine apron. It was flowered pattern, full length one. I had not seen anything like it. It was almost like a frock and I guessed she had bought it especially for me. I liked the apron and was enjoying being ‘house trained’ by her. Only she and I were at home, so it was okay. But during the morning we were caught by surprise when Aruna came to the kitchen from the back entrance unannounced. We were so caught up in my housetraining that we did not hear her motorbike approaching, with which we usually were able to know when Aruna or Vinod were around. She was surprised to see me in the kitchen helping out but even more surprised to see me in the girly apron. Anchal recovered quickly and told her that I had lost a bet and as part of the forfeit had to help her in the household chores till Neena our maid returned from her vacation, in India. Aruna asked her if wearing girly was part of the bet. When Anchal said yes, she said she should have made it full feminine attire and not only aprons. Anchal asked her why and she said because I would look better than most women as a female. Anchal told her that if I was willing then maybe she would dress me as a girl. Aruna told her that she would like to see me dressed in a saree. When Anchal smiled she added that if she was able to dress me in a saree she would dress as a man in a man’s suit and accompany me to one of the club’s evening social gatherings. Anchal told Aruna it all depended on me and how well I did my chores. That satisfied Aruna who saw how I was struggling to roll the chapattis. My chapattis were looking like ‘different countries maps’ instead of circular chapattis. She took up another board and roller and started rolling out chapattis too. She too was not so good at it and we had fun seeing who could roll out better chapattis. Aruna stayed on for lunch and decided that it was fun watching me do chores and stayed the entire day. She joined me in cutting vegetables, cleaning the floor, doing laundry and cutting onions. She stuck to her tomboy style and did not wear an apron but enjoyed watching me wear one.


This went on for a week and I was feeling fairly pleased that till now only Aunty Sharmila and Aruna knew I was helping Anchal in the kitchen and around the house. No one knew about me performing puja with Anchal, with my head covered like a female. This was good as I was getting to wear Anchal’s aprons and dupattas while helping out in the house. But I was on holidays and like all teenage boys I still had the evenings where I met up with my friends and did the usual things that teenagers do. I still enjoyed being a boy when I was outdoors but I realized that I could not go back to being my old lazy self. No late nights or smoking and drinking or making bets on the sly. My friends noticed the difference and remarked that maybe I had a secret girlfriend. After a week I was not only looking better but feeling better too.


As I continued helping her and spending time with her we felt a ease in each other’s company and got to know more about each other. We spoke about many things, mostly general topics but also some personal. So it came as no surprise when it was I who brought out the topic of my crossdressing. She asked me how and when I had first started doing this. I told her that I had started only after she had come into our family. That surprised her. She asked me if that was the truth and while I was trying to explain she got up went upstairs and came down with a few photo albums. The albums were my mothers and they contained childhood pictures of me and my brother. The title and years were written on the covers, like 1980-88 Govind’ school years, 1988-96 Rajesh’s school years and Rajesh 1996-99 Rajesh’s school years.


She opened the Rajesh 1988-96 photo album which was bigger and thicker than the other two. It was easy to see why it was bigger and thicker. It contained a lot of pictures of me in female dress. All the drama and fancy dress pictures photographs were in this album. She had seen pictures of me dressed as a girl. I told her about my acting in school drama’s and fancy dress. Then she asked me if that had got me into liking to dress in female clothes. I was wondering what she was getting at and said that I had liked it very much especially being dolled up and receiving all the attention. I also like the feel of women’s clothes especially the feeling of wearing a saree. She asked me if it was the first time that I had tried to wear her saree. I was mulling over her question when she made it easier for me by saying that she did not want to embarrass me further but she had known quite early on about my secretly wearing her clothes. I stayed silent as she told me how her feminine intuition had somehow detected some disturbance in her clothes. At first she thought it was Neena, but on checking it out noticed that it was only when I was around. She was not sure how to tackle this situation. As it continued to nag her thoughts she had confided her suspicions to her older sister, Aunty Sharmila, as we called Vinod and Aruna’s step mother, at that time. Aunty Sharmila had told her to confirm it by purposely making sure that some of her clothes were kept within my reach, preferably on the terrace when I was here on holidays. The ploy had worked and she was able to confirm that I was wearing her clothes. She was angry at first, since I was violating her privacy by wearing her clothes without her permission. Aunty Sharmila had managed to talk her out of her anger and look at me from a different perspective. She told her about her own son’s crossdressing and how she had talked to him and it had helped him to perform and behave much better after that. Anchal had taken her advice. She noticed that I was soft looking and vulnerable. She felt sad for me and decided that if I were to open up to her, then she would guide me as best as she could with out letting me get into any compromising situation. She had read about men who liked wearing female clothes and how they were misunderstood and made out to be eunuchs and hijras, hiding their secrets from family and friends and running away when it was found out. She wanted to help provided I did as she said and stayed away from my friends who were slyly drinking and gambling. I told her that I had been careful and made sure her clothes were kept back as I found them, besides the clothes could be disturbed by the wind or other elements so how was she able to know I wore her clothes. She smiled and said that a woman simply knows. We are able to detect when something is amiss like certain scents and behavior, especially with private things like bras and petticoats.


Having resolved why and how I had worn her clothes and being better acquainted she asked me if I would like to experience dressing and living like a female for a few days. I told her that it would be difficult and my father would not like it. She said that she would arrange it. She would coax my parents to take a trip to visit some relatives during the Diwali festival week, instead of coming to Nairobi as it would be rainy weather here. Anchal helped them pack and arranged their transportation. After they had gone and we were on our own she told me that she would let me dress as a woman for the week provided I kept a fast of eating only vegetarian food and doing as she said. I was overjoyed and told her so. She had specific instructions she wanted me to follow. She gave me a jar of tumeric paste and told me to use it before bathing. She also gave me an old pink salwar kameez set and an old bra and told me to wear it after bath. I was really overjoyed and took time bathing visualizing myself dressed as a woman with Anchal helping me. I wore her clothes feeling shivers of excitement as I did. I was enjoying my new womanly feelings when Anchal came to my room and told me to try her high heeled sandals. She was looking excited with my appearance and said that with some accessories I could easily pass as a woman. She slid out her heeled sandals from her feet and I tried them on. They fit me very well and I found myself a little taller than her. She told me that she had got these from Sharmila Aunty. I asked her why and she said that she had guessed that her sandals would be small for my feet. I tried to walk and tottered on the heels. She laughed and said that she knew I would have a little difficulty with these high heels but had purposely made me try them on for fun. There was another pair with smaller heels which I could try in her room. I removed the heels and she wore them. I noticed that the sandals were big for her but she now looked much taller than me. With her leading me I followed to her room. She had me wear the smaller heeled sandals. Then she got out a long haired wig which she fixed on my head. I had pierced ears which she noticed and so removed her own small earrings and fixed them on my ear lobes. With a little face powder, mascara and lipstick she had me looking like a woman. With the small heeled sandals on my feet I was as tall as her. She was so impressed with my transformation that she held my waist like we were sisters or close friends. I was so thrilled that I nearly fainted. That day I helped her in the housework wearing the pink salwar kameez and feeling like a young girl. I must admit that although I looked like a woman my sexual feelings were anything feminine. I could feel the excitement grow in the tight constrains of my underwear. It strained and I had just to run my hands over the area to feel the release. The entire day my excitement swelled and ebbed and I knew that the salwar and my underwear were thoroughly soiled.


It was quite a relief to get out of the salwar kameez, bra, wig and high heeled sandals and have a refreshing shower. However in the evening she once again took my hand and led me to her bedroom. I was feeling shy but she reassured me that she wanted to see me dressed in her saree. On her bed she had laid out a pink saree with matching blouse and petticoat. On her dressing table, next to her creams and makeup, she had placed a pair of long clip on earrings, six gold plated bangles and a small pink beaded necklace with a rose pendent. On the floor besides the bed were the high heeled scandals. She told me that she was going to step outside so that I could undress out of the shorts and T shirt and get into the petticoat, bra and blouse. I slowly undressed and took up the petticoat and put it on securely tightening the drawstring at my waist and tucking the knot inside. Anchal returned and noticed that I had not stuffed my bra well. She held out rolled up balls of cotton for me to stuff inside the cups of the bra. Then she watched as I put on her blouse. Her blouse fit me well and she remarked that it fit me much better than it did her. After that I took up the saree but she told me to wear the sandals first as then I could maintain the correct length. I slipped on the sandals and immediately noticed the change in my poture. I started draping the saree and Anchal immediately corrected me and showed me how to get the drape right. Then she helped me with the make up after which she combed out my wig and plaited it in a single long plait. Then she helped me with the jewelry. The feelings and excitement mounted and so did the swell in my underwear. Anchal too noticed it but only smiled. I was feeling really light headed with excitement as she let me admire myself in the mirror. I was thrilled to see my reflection. I looked like a young woman. My saree was well draped, my hair well done and make up subtle. Anchal then told me that now I had to learn to walk and move about in the saree, like a woman. After showing me how a woman walked and sat or stood she had me do as she instructed. Then to practice my walking a little more she led me to the terrace. She showed me how to hold the pleats while using the stairs. It was so nice and sexy holding the pleats a little off the floor, with one hand and the staircase banister rail with the other. We walked and talked like two women. My hands inevitably moved close to my middle areas and in doing so elevated the excitement. It was in such a state that while walking on the terrace that I felt the first spasms of my relief. Anchal knew what I was going thru as the shivers and goose bumps travelled down my body, but she stayed calm and in control. We lost sense of time as we held hands like two close friends. It was late when she told me that I now had to undress and wear my own clothes for the night. The picture of me in her pink saree stayed in my mind and I felt soft and feminine, but my sexual organs stirred like a male, hard and excited.


The next day I bathed and wore the salwar kameez and came down to help her in the morning. She looked at me and a small sigh escaped her lips. I looked at her for some more signs and she said “I did not expect you to come down dressed as a female. I was under the impression that yesterday’s dressing would be enough for sometime. Now it seems fairly clear that you want to stay dressed as a woman all the time. I am worried that maybe I have just fanned your desires instead of quelling them. I don’t know if I am doing the right thing. Last night I must confess that I got carried away and felt I was with my younger sister at first but at some point I felt a little excited. It had a little sexual underlying feeling. It unnerved and unsettled me, bringing back some memories of my teenage years. Now looking at you I am feeling the same emotions and I hope we can continue being a sister in law and younger brother in law”. I told her that I too had similar feelings but I hope that we could keep our friendship and sister brother relationship.


Having said that she asked me if I was comfortable doing the chores in female attire. I told her that I felt very good and was enjoying myself. She told me that she had once again spoken to Sharmila aunty about me and they had both agreed that I should have been born a girl as I had so many feminine characteristics. Sharmila aunty was of the opinion that I could perform better and be happier if I was allowed to express hidden desires of dressing up as a female by taking part in fancy dress or dramas. She had spoken to my mum once about it and my mum had been saddened. My mum told her that my father and brother were already angry with her because of her encouraging me to dress as a female in school plays and dramas when I was young. They often blamed her for my frail and androgynous looks. Anchal told me that we would not let any of my dressing out to my father and brother. She had told my mum that she was going to dress me in her clothes while they were away. My mum had agreed and that is why she had gone visiting relatives during these two weeks.


All that week I dressed in Anchal’s clothes and did the housework like a female. In the afternoons I took a nap wearing her salwar kameez and at night I slept in her night dress. I must confess that I did get a lot of sexual gratification. In the mornings I washed her clothes as well as mine and hung them on the clothes line on the terrace. The only male item I wore was my male underwear as Anchal would not allow me to wear hers. The evenings were especially good as we would both wear sarees and take a stroll on the terrace, our hands entwined like two sisters. Sometimes she would hold my waist which made me feel feminine and sent shivers down my body. On Diwali day we both wore puja sarees with jasmine flower garlands in our hair, lots of jewelry etc and performed puja like two women. We made rangoli(colored design) patterns on our verandah and entrance and prepared sweets, enjoying life like two sisters. Later in the evening Aunty Sharmila and Aruna joined us. Aruna wore a pretty red and white churidar in keeping with the festival mood, instead of jeans and T shirt as she usually did. Later Anchal coaxed her to wear a puja saree, so we could perform evening ‘aarti’.


Aruna was really impressed with my looks and was very vocal about it. She could not help touching me and holding my hands. Aunty Sharmila and Anchal had to restrain her from kissing me and embarrassing me. All evening she raved and ranted about what a pretty woman I was and that if we were to go out to the club or restaurant that I would attract the attention of most men and young boys. Anchal said that she had only agreed to allow me to dress in the privacy of our house. Word of my dressing and going out as a woman would reach my father and brother and she was afraid of the consequences. While they were discussing the pros and cons of taking me out as a woman, I decided to make us some coffee. While I was preparing the coffee they continued talking and Aruna’s continuous and persistent desire to let me go out as a woman had its effect on Aunty Sharmila. She said that if I was willing then they would all go out to the club the day after tomorrow, dressed as a woman provided Aruna too wore a saree.


The next day we were to visit them in the evening and in the morning we would have our own puja and rituals it being baubhij(festival of love between brother/sister). Aruna agreed and said that would be okay but she had told Anchal that she would wear a man’s suit if Anchal was able to get me to dress as a woman. Anchal was now a little worried. She said she had agreed at that time but it was too early to let me go outside dressed as a woman. It was then that Aunty Sharmila said that there would not be a better time than this week as there were a lot of social events where crossdressing could be included in the agenda. Aruna said that she and Reema along with Vinod and Reema’s brother were going to put up a small skit on the week end for the ladies club wherein they would be exchanging roles. The boys were to dress as women and they were to dress as men. Anchal was still not convinced so Aunty Sharmila said she would get Vinod to come here and dress in a saree for Anchal to see. Aruna knew about Vinod’s secret said that if Vinod who was tall and athletic could look like a woman then I could pass as a woman easily. Anchal agreed that if Vinod was going out too then it would look like a fun evening and it could be explained away to my parents if they got word about it. Aunty Sharmila then made a call and with in fifteen minutes we heard the sound of the motorcycle as it approached. I was under the impression that only Vinod was coming but was surprised to see Reema following. What was even more surprising was that she too had worn a saree, it being Diwali day. She looked pretty and grown up, in an olive green silk saree. She did not recognize me. We greeted each other and chatted a while. Even after Aunty Sharmila and Aruna told her who I was she was could not believe her eyes. Aunty Sharmila said that she was in for a fun evening as even Vinod was going to dress up as a woman. It was going to be a woman’s night here.


Aunty Sharmila asked Vinod to give her the parcel she had told him to bring along and follow her to Anchal’s bedroom. Vinod was shy but followed his step mother. In the meanwhile Aruna said that she too would like to wear another saree and would like to see me dressed in her red and white churidar. The night was getting hilarious but I played along. Anchal said that she would lend Aruna a saree. So they too proceeded upstairs. Reema and I talked a while and she asked me how this ‘dressing in sarees’ evening had come to happen. I told her that Aunty Sharmila had wanted all of us to go out for a fun evening as ladies and then as we discussed they had decided that we would all wear sarees. I offered her sweets and some coffe while the rest of them dressed and came downstairs, with Aruna in Anchal’s peach saree and Aunty Sharmila leading a shy Vinod wearing a saree. Aunty Sharmila had managed to make Vinod look feminine inspite of his height and built. He looked sweet in a red saree. We had a little fun and since I was dressed in saree too they decided to click a snap of us.

Even with heels I only came up to Vinod’s chin. Aunty Sharmila gave me her handbag and adjusted my saree, so that it clung to my body. Aruna fluffed my hair and Vinod and I posed for them as they clicked pictures of us. Later Anchal had Vinod remove his glasses and redid his long hair and lent him her red and gold saree. She asked me to wear Aruna’s churidar and we posed as young girls with Reema and Aruna. It was so nice to see the four of us as girls smiling, Reema in her olive green saree, Vinod, tall and mature looking in the red and gold saree, Aruna in the peach saree with her hair combed back and me in Aruna’s white and red churidar. Her churidar was a little oversized for me and the difference in height as I stood besides her and the others who were taller than me contributed to me feeling all the more feminine. The constant touching and posing also touched my erotic side and I was really feeling light headed.


We then discussed the skit with the two boys to be dressed as women and the two girls as men. Aruna, Reema and Vinod said that they would get the costumes and wigs for that. For the skit the girls, Aruna and Reema would wear men’s jackets and trousers and short hair wigs while the boys Vinod and Reema’s brother Ajay, would wear old fashioned gowns and blonde wigs. Reema’s mother knew a costume company that hired out old fashioned gowns and wigs. They said that they would find suitable costumes and wigs for me and Anchal too. Anchal protested but they coaxed her to take part and with aunty Sharmila backing them finally got her to agree. I did not say much, but went on making trips to the kitchen to replenish the coffee and refreshments. This was not lost on Aunty Sharmila who commented and said that I made a better girl than a boy. Reema and Aruna agreed too and said that since I looked very pretty as a woman in a saree I could easily take part in the ‘saree evening’ where all the ladies were supposed to wear their best silk saree and pose for pictures. Aunty Sharmila said that the last year only a few women had taken part. It was such a pity that most of the young girls had opted to wear western wear instead of a saree. She said it was a splendid idea and so it was agreed that I would take part along with Reema, Aruna, Anchal and Aunty Sharmila in the ‘saree splendor pageant’


The saree evening was to be held on Friday evening and on Saturday was the variety evening where the skits and ‘role reversal dance’ were to be held. Now that Anchal had agreed to both of us taking part she said that she would get me dressed for the saree evening but was not sure of the ‘role reversal’ evening. Reema and Aruna told her not to worry as they would help her and Aunty Sharmila said she would dress me up in an evening gown. I cannot tell you how much we all enjoyed preparing and rehearsing for these two evenings. The saree evening went so well that no one besides our group knew I was a male. Some of the women kept inquiring about me and Anchal really enjoyed telling them that I was her cousin from India. They started calling me ‘Rajani’, which took hold and I too started responding to it. Dressing up as a woman was one thing but moving about as one was another. Aunty Sharmila and Anchal were surprised at how well I pulled it off. It was erotic to sit and move with the other women, all dressed in silk sarees and jewelry. The images of me posing with the other women are still vividly etched in my mind.

Once Anchal was over her initial hesitation of letting me go outside the house, dressed as a female, she really put all efforts to see that I was really looking good. She spent more time in grooming me than on her own self. It was funny how she wanted me to look like a young starlet and had me try out her entire collection of sarees. I was in seventh heaven; I not only got to try out her sarees but also some of my mum’s. When finally the day arrived she settled for me to wear a green and gold silk saree while she wore a brown and gold one. Aruna, Reema, Aunty Sharmila, Anchal and I really enjoyed the evening. There was much posing and picture taking and I had a great evening as a woman.


The next day we attended the ‘role reversal dance’. Aruna, Reema, Vinod and Reema’s brother Ajay put up a brilliant skit and made everyone laugh with their jokes and humorous lines. Aruna was in her element looking cool in a cream jacket and short haired wig.Reema wore a dark jacket. The boys wore frilly gowns and blonde haired wigs. It was such a treat watching the skit. We sat in the audience while the skits were being enacted. I was wearing a black gown with a white stole and black heels. Anchal wore a black man’s suit with white shirt and tie. Her long hair was hidden by a bowler hat and she looked quite dashing. Sitting next to her like that was really sensual.


It was such a fun evening and there were so much crazy activities done that I cannot remember the chronological order and so won’t go into details of that night but it was fantastic. I did not know that we could have so much clean fun only by swapping roles. There were so many couples who had dared to come dressed in reverse roles. It was okay to see young girls dressed in men’s jackets and trousers, their hair contained under short haired wigs, but so many normally macho men in gowns and sarees was really entertaining. That I had a good time was evident to all. Anchal too had a good time and really enjoyed the evening.


That week was really exciting. The next week my parents came back from their visit and we were restricted to apron and housework. Anchal too was busy with preparing her papers for her Canadian visa. After such a hectic social week and it was really nice to get some work done a home. My mother was impressed with my handling the house chores, but my father was not pleased at all saying that I had to put in more effort with my studies. I still had two weeks of holidays when Aunty Sharmila visited and said that the Indian community in Nairobi was putting up a variety program and she wanted Anchal and me to join her and a few others in putting up a traditional dance item. Anchal told her about my father’s reaction to my doing house chores and she said that she would talk to my parents. How she managed to convince my father to allow me to take part in the dance item and that too as a female is a wonder to me. She even got my mother to agree to take part, which made it more pleasurable. Now I had a chance to not only dress and dance on stage as a female, but with my sister in law and mother as well. Since my mother had agreed and my father had given his approval we were able to practice at home some very traditional female dancing. That was fun itself but getting dressed in those beautiful sarees and chaniya cholis was like being in heaven.


I must say that that holiday was the best holiday I had in a long time. Most of the other women who were part of the dance did not even know that I was a male. I came to know from Aruna and Reema that a lot of young guys were inquiring about the new girl. I enjoyed that week dressing and dancing like a woman in two dances. In one I danced along side the older women, and in the other with the young girls. It was a surprise that I a male got to perform with both groups. I enjoyed the attention paid by everyone and the touching and womanly caressing that went with it. I don’t know how many times I relived those days of dressing and behaving like a woman at home as well as outside the home.


The holidays came to an end and I went back to school to prepare for my final examinations. I was feeling really good and had my fill of wearing female clothes for the moment. With my emotions in control it was easy for me to concentrate on my studies and I was doing very well. I was filled with anticipation about my next holiday in Nairobi. All sorts of fantasies filled my mind and made me feel sensual, but alas it was not to be.


My sister in law’s Canadian visa came thru and she had to leave before my final examinations. That her going away really affected me is hard to say. There were other factors too. But for me I it was big loss.