A man became a woman, just to make his career.

 Part – 1, the Incident

I feel heavy hand and legs on my body. When I get up from bed I found my boss sleeping besides me. I was unaware of what happened last night. Someone mix something in my drinks due to that i lost my consciousness. My clothes were not on my body. Also my boss was naked lying on bed. I was totally assured that my boss had sex with me without my consent. I pick up my cloths and wear it quickly and then go back to my home. Whole day i was thinking what happened last night and how I was on boss’s side.

My friend Kavita came to me and asks me “Any problem dear?”

I told her whole incident happened last night. Kavita was in shock.

She said “Please go to clinic and have your medical done.”

I said “No dear i don’t think so it is necessary.”

She asked me “But why?”

I said “Look though I had sex with my boss but nothing will happen to me.”

Kavita asked me “How you sure about this?”

I said “Well i had a secret which no one knows but now i decided to tell you.”

Kavita asked me “Which secret?”

I said “Well Kavita my real name is Mr. Punit Srivastava and not Miss Punita Srivastava.”

Kavita was in shocked after heard that sentence.

She said “What are you saying dear? You are not a girl.”

I said “Yeah dear i am not a girl. I am guy who needs job very badly so in this world where girls gets jobs easily than boys so I decided to transform myself into girl and work to earn money.”

Part – 2, Secret Revealed

Kavita said “Dear why you hiding this secret from me? I am your best friend and we share many things in past.”

I said “Yeah dear that’s why i told you this secret.”

Kavita then sat near me and touch my cheeks and said “I never ever seen such a beautiful boy in my life. You really give complex to many girls. .”

I started blushing and said “well thanks for understanding me. I was thinking that maybe after hearing truth you will leave me.”

Kavita said “No dear after knowing truth I admire you a lot.”

Kavita asked “hey can i see you in guy mode?” I said “Well I spend many days becoming more girly so if i wear pant shirt then still i look like girl but if you want to see me as guy then i have my snaps as guy in my laptop.”

Kavita then saw my laptop and said “Wow honey you are very handsome as guy and now very gorgeous as girl.”

I don’t know what to say i said “Thanks honey.” Kavita then asked me how your journey started please tell me in detail. I said ok……………..

Well my name is Punit Srivastava. I am 24 MBA from Mumbai. My parents live in Delhi. I have 1 brother and one sister. I am elder than both. My dad retired from private company so he doesn’t get pension from government. My mom is housewife and my brother and sister still studying. Being elder son i have to take responsibility of my family. During my college days i struggled a lot for studies. My dad not earn much that time so they can’t afford my higher studies. I do job in night shifts and went to college in mornings. After finishing my MBA i got job in MNC in Mumbai. They paid me nice salary but due to fraud in company they closed the company and i become jobless. After many interviews to many companies still i didn’t get job. On other side my family also suffering due to my joblessness. After few months all my saving also comes to an end. One day i found job interview ad on newspaper.

I just read that they wanted good MBA candidates but in small letter they writes “Only female apply.”

I was unaware that only female candidates apply there. I send my resume to them and on interview day i found all girls present there for interview and i am only guy sitting there. All girls were staring at me. I didn’t understand why all girls looking at me differently.

After receptionist come she said “Sorry sir this interview is for female candidates only.”

I said “I have interview letter.”

She said “By mistake they call you, please read ad again there we said only female apply.”

I read that ad again and realized my mistake and I left that office. All girls were laughing at me. After that humiliation i went to beach and sit there and cursing being a boy.

I asked GOD “Why you do this to me? Please show me path otherwise i have no option but to do suicide.”

After few minutes i saw group of transgender people walking on beach playing in water and enjoys that moment. One of the transgender looks very feminine than other. So suddenly idea strikes in my mind. If they mistook my name as girl and call me for interview so if i go for interview as a girl then maybe i will get job and my problem gets solved. I pick up my file and go to my home thinking about HOW TO BE GIRL.

That company runs interview session for 4 days so i had 3 days to prepare myself. In Mumbai i have few friends some of them are girls. One girl whose name is Radhika was very close to me. I called her and asked her to meet me at my home. She said ok and reaches my home in 1 hour.

Doorbell rings and i open the door and said “Hey Hi Radhika please come inside.”

Radhika said “Hey what’s up? Now seen you where are you these days?”

I said “Hey well busy in job nothing else and you?”

Radhika said “Well i am also busy in my job but still hangs around with friends.”

I asked her “Where you do job?”

Radhika said “TMT internationals as a Chief operation Manager” I was shocked. TMT is same company where I get interview call.

I asked her “Why Your Company needs many female employees?”

She said “Our Company believes women are stronger than men and handles job very preciously. Our company expanding business in Mumbai so required good qualified and experienced female candidates. But why are you asking this?”

I said “Look Radhika you are very close to me that’s why i told you my situation. I need a job very badly and when i apply in your company so by mistaken they call me for interview and i need job so please help me getting that job.”

Radhika said “Hey you not heard me correctly. I said we only need girl employee so how they choose you?”

I said “Listen carefully dear…….I want to work with TMT international as a girl.”

Radhika said “WHOAAAA…………….. WHAT??? R u gone crazy? How can it will possible?”

I said “You help me in my transformation as man to woman and give me letter of recommendation so that i get job easily.”

Radhika said “No Punit……. This is not right. If you need money take from me but don’t do this.”

I said “Please dear I don’t have any option. Please help me.”

Radhika said “Ok I just help you in transition from guy to girl but can’t give letter of recommendation.”

I said “Ok dear but please help me in this.”

She said “Ok dear when will we start?”

I said “Let’s start now.”

Radhika makes entire list of things needed for my transition. She read out some items like high quality hair wig then good size of breast forms then some pair of bras and panties of my sizes and then nice corporate suits or dresses. After making list she said let’s go for shopping in mall to get all items.

I asked her “What about my size?”

She said “Look here we take your measurements and try to find items close to your size.”

After that she measures my entire body from head to toe and write down all sizes. First we went to wig shop where we found many good quality wigs but Radhika choose very nice black colour full lace wigs having hair till my back means medium length wig. That wig costs around Rs 20,000. Radhika paid it by her credit card. She also buys bob cut hair wig. After that on her android she ordered online nice big size (28F) breast form. They deliver products in next day after paying extra shipping amount. That also paid by Radhika. After that we went to mall to buy other items from list. First on ground floor we found one big showroom of undergarments. Radhika and i went to that shop.

One girl attends us and asked “Welcome Ma’am what can i help you?”

Radhika said “well we need few bras and panties of size (showing measurements of mine).”

She said “Please come this way here you find bras and panties of your desired size.”

I saw huge collections of bras and panties hanging there. Radhika pick up few bras. Some were satin some were cotton also pick up matching panties to bras. I never saw such kind of undergarments in one store. After finishing undergarments we moved to shoe shop. I already measure my foot back home so we know my shoe no. After seeing few Radhika pick up nice pair of black heels. Also she buys few sandals. She paid for heels again and we went to cloth section of mall.

I asked her “Hey you feel normal to do shopping for me.”

Radhika said “Ohhhh well my dear Nita I feel so great doing shopping for my girlfriend.”

I said “What girlfriend mean?”

She said “Ohhhh common you are my friend who become girl soon that’s why girlfriend.”

I said “Ok don’t pull my legs now.”

After entering shop we went straight to women section of shop where all kinds of women dresses hanging on hangers.

One lady come and asked “What kind of dress you are looking at ma’am?”

Radhika said “I want formal dresses wearing at offices.”

She showed many dresses some with trousers and some with skirts. Radhika pick up 4 dresses some with skirts and some with trousers and also shirts with coat.

I asked Radhika “What about other dresses? Like salwar suits and sarees?”

She said “We don’t wear salwar suits in office and saree needs in special occasion so you didn’t need saree at this time.”

I said “Ok dear you know better than me.”

She again paid 30,000 for dresses. Till now she spends around Rs 60,000 on me.

I asked her “When should I pay by your money?”

She laughs and said “When you get your first salary then just give party to me that am it.”

I said “No dear I will return entire money and please don’t say no!”

Radhika said “Ok as you wish!”

After finishing shopping we went to super store to buy some items like wax cream and some makeup essentials. We shop each and every items present on that list. Radhika and i feel hungry so we went to food court and ordered pizza there. After finishing pizza we came back to my home.

Radhika asked me “What you prefer? Waxing or hair removing cream!”

I said “What you suggest?”

She said “I prefer waxing because it last long and result is very good.”

I asked her “Does it pain a lot?”

Radhika said “No pain no gain my dear.”

I said “I totally surrendering myself to you. You can do whatever you want to me!.”

Radhika said “Look waxing is very complex procedure and i can’t take any chance so i called my beautician who worked at spa and salon and she helped us in this procedure.”

I asked “Well another girl knows this?”

Radhika said “Well she is very good friend so she not tell this secret to anyone.”

I said “She is a girl and she can’t digest this secret for long time!”

Radhika said “Well so am i too girl so this logic apply to me also.”

I said “No No…… I didn’t mean that. Call her please!”

After few minutes she came to my home. Her name is Alka. She is from Manipur. She welcomes us.

Radhika said “Hey Alka please help us.”

Alka said “Yes ma’am i will help you in entire procedure.”

Alka looked at me and asked me “Sir what is your name?”

Radhika said “Don’t call him sir; from now call her as Punita madam.”

Alka said “Ok ….. So Punita ma’am please remove all your cloths and sit on that chair.”

I feel very strange after hearing my name as ma’am and also some awkwardness to be there naked in front of two girls. Radhika asked me to remove cloths quickly. I went to my room and removed all my cloths and came out wearing towel around my waist. I sat on chair. Alka applies wax all over my body starting with legs, arms, stomach, chest, back and also underarms. After that using wax strips she removed all my body hairs. When she removes first strip from my legs i scream very loudly due to immense pain. That pain was hell. Water is rolling from my eyes due to that pain. Soon one after another wax strips taking out from my body. I can’t explain that pain i got through. I never realized that becoming girl will be so painful. After finishing i looked at my hairless body which looks so smooth and also glowing. I never admired my body before. I never imagined that hairless body looks very nice. Alka said now Punit ma’am we need to wax your bikini area.

I asked her “It is really necessary?”

Radhika said “yeah it is necessary.”

Alka then removes my towel and she saw my huge Penis which started to wake up from sleep due to seeing my own hairless body. She then give me bikini wax which was very painful than body wax.

After finishing all Alka said “Ok Punita ma’am you take warm water bath and removes all remaining wax from your body and also come with clean and close shave.”

I said ok and went to bathroom.

I looked at mirror and said wow “I never ever saw my own glowing hairless body before like this.”

My private part was also hairless. I take nice shower and removes all wax from body and shaves my face and removes my little moustache and beard. Alka told me to go for close shave so that no strand of hair visible on my face. After finishing my bath i came out from bathroom wearing towel which tie around my waist.

Radhika said “Hey Nita what is you doing?”

I didn’t understand why she said that.

She said “Girls always tie towel around their chest and not waist.”

I realized that from now i have to live as total girl so i quickly tie towel around my waist which is now showing my newly beautiful waxed legs.

Radhika said “Wow Nita what a legs… Even my legs never look as beautiful as yours. Look at those glowing shapely legs.”

Alka said “Yeah Radhika ma’am and Punit ma’am also have beautiful figure which adds more points to their beauty.” I feel awkward. How two girls praise any guy beauty?

I said “Ok stop praising me and what we do next?”

Alka said “Now Punit ma’am i cut your hair so that new wig fits perfectly on you.”

I said ok and she starts cutting my hair. I already had long hair till neck she gives me feminine boy cut which is called pixie cut. She shaped my sideburn so that it looks more feminine. After pixie cut she gives me one cream which applied only in shaving areas. After few minutes she removes cream with foam. I saw whatever little hair strands left in shaving removes with that cream and that cream gives me very soft and smooth skin.

I asked her “What kind of this cream is?”

She said “This cream specially made in Manipur for women who grows beard due to hormonal imbalance.”

After using this cream beard growth stops and it takes many days to start beard growth. Means if you apply this cream today then your beard and moustache will come after 20 days. And growth of hair also reduces. Means instead of heavy beard you experience very light beard. Radhika impressed with Alka’s magic cream.

After that Alka said “Now Punita ma’am you have very bushy eyebrows so we need to shape it.”

I said ok and she within 5 minutes using very light machine cut my eyebrows and give nice thin arched shape. Radhika said “Wow Nita your eyebrows looks very nice after reshaping.”

I said thanks Radhika. I saw my newly pixie cut hairstyle with thin arched eyebrows in mirror and admiring my own beauty. I did have sharp features which helps me while transitions. I have almond shape eyes with very straight and short small nose. My jaw line is not same as other guys. It tends more towards in narrow. After admiring my beauty i asked Alka now what next?

Alka said “Now Punit ma’am we need to pierce your ears and nose.”

I said “Why nose? Only ears are sufficient.”

Radhika said “No Nita you need to wear that diamond studs or small ring in nose so we need to pierce it.”

I feel afraid of having nose piercing. It will stays till my whole life. If i want to change into guy mode then how will i hide that hole?

Alka said “We have solution using that we block hole from ears as well as nose.”

I said “Then do it.”

She takes out piercing gun from bag and apply needle to it. Radhika makes marks on my both earlobes as well as my nose. Alka then pierce my 1st earlobe with that gun. I feel strange sensation there. She then put studs in that hole. Same thing was done with my second ear. After that she makes hole in my left side nose. I feel very bad pain during that process. After that Alka insert nice small ring in my nose. I looked at mirror and it looks wow. My new nose ring with ear studs looks very good on me. Alka said this stud helps to make hole open permanently so that from tomorrow you will be able to wear various types of earrings. I saw Radhika didn’t have nose pierced. I asked why you didn’t have nose pierced.

Radhika said “I have sinus problem so any ring or stud makes me uncomfortable.”

I don’t buy that statement of Radhika. Without wearing any ring how she knows it makes comfortable or not?

Radhika said “Hey Alka now what next we did with our new girl?”

Alka said “Radhika ma’am now i give nice manicure and pedicure to Punita ma’am.”

After that Alka cut my nails in shape and give me French manicure also same process continue with my toe nails. I looked at my newly French manicured hands which were recently waxed. It looked very delicate. After that time for try some dresses. First Alka showed me how to wear bra. I copy her steps. First hook straps of bra in front side then pulled back bra in original position. Then take out hands from that straps. And adjust it for comfortable feelings. I learn it quickly. My pink satin bra looked nice but empty. After that Radhika puts some cotton feeling pads inside my bra to give boobs like impression as my breast forms will come tomorrow. After that i wear nice satin pink panty. It gives me nice sensation and i am feeling aroused. I looked at myself in mirror wearing a bra and panty.

Radhika said “Wow dear you have nice figure.” I said thanks.

Alka said “Yeah ma’am Punit ma’am have 36-28-36 kind of figure.”

Radhika asked me “Hey Nita…. How you managed to be so slim and what about your waist? Look much curvier.”

I said “Well Radhika i joined once aerobics class with my sister so maybe that help me.”

Radhika said “Wow dear even i envy with your waist.”

After that i wear white shirt and then Radhika gives me black knee length skirt to wear. I quickly slipped into that skirt.

Radhika said “Please tuck your shirt inside skirt.”

I do same and i looked at myself in mirror. I never imagined that i look very much passable as any other girl without wig. When i check from side angle my newly boobs comes out properly.

Radhika said “Alka we need to work on butts. It doesn’t look fuller.”

Alka said “Yes Ma’am we need to pad them so that it gives nice fuller impression.”

That time we don’t have body shaper who gives me that rounded butt. After admiring my body Radhika takes out my new medium length full lace wig. Alka helps me in wearing that wig. Lace wig is very costly because it looked very much real and you style your hair like real hair. Also you can make partition of your hair. Alka comb my hair and makes nice style to it. Radhika then gives me one black pair of heels which have 2-3 inch heel. I wear it but when i was trying to walk then i struggled a lot. I couldn’t find balance. Radhika teach me how to walk in heels. I try to copy that but you can’t walk wearing heels in few minutes. It takes lots of practice.

Radhika said “Hey dear from now on you only walk in heels and practice it.”

I said “It is very uncomfortable.”

Radhika said “Girls wear them entire day so now you understand how girls gone through what kind of pain. Girls always keep themselves neat and clean. Guy wants hairless girls so girls do all kind of hair removing techniques like shaving, waxing, threading and also electrolysis.”

From now onwards you always keep yourself neat and clean. I nodded my head. After that Radhika tie nice gold chain around my neck with beautiful pendant. Also she gives me bracelet to wear on one hand and very beautiful wrist watch on another hand.

Alka said “Now Ma’am your transition is complete.”

Radhika takes few snaps of mine in different poses. She said i never imagined that any guy look so beautiful. You carry yourself very nicely. But your mannerism is still manly. Now we work on your mannerism and voice modulation. Radhika holds book on my head and told me walk without falling that book. I try several times but couldn’t control my balance and book fall each time. She told me look straight with your posture high. Take small steps and when walk try to take steps across due to that your whole back posture shakes while you walk. She showed me how to walk. After that i try several times. After some time i managed to get proper feminine walk.

Radhika said “Well done Nita….. Practice makes woman perfect so keep practicing.”

After walking Radhika teach me how to talk with another person in feminine manner. She enact whole things and said try to copy each and every mannerism. I said ok. Girls always soft spoken so never ever load your voice. She told me to talk in low pitch tone. I said ok and talk with her in low pitch tone. Though there is little huskiness in my voice which sounds like north Indian Punjabi girls.

Radhika said “Wow dear your voice is so feminine like Pretty Zinta.”

Alka said “yeah she sounds very similar to pretty Zinta.”

Radhika said “If you talk in this manner for long time then you lost your real manly voice.”

I said “No dear how it will be possible?”

Radhika said “Yeah this is voice modulation technique. If person talk in low pitch then that person lost his/her main voice.”

I said “Ok dear no problem.”

After voice modulation program Radhika teaches me how girls sit.

She said “Girls always sit with cross legged. You need to sit either with cross legged at knees or otherwise legs together neatly side by side.”

Radhika sits on sofa having legs together on one side. I copy her posture. It was little difficult for me to sit in that posture. She said try to sit in cross leg position. I said ok and cross my legs at knees. Due to my Penis i was not able to hold my one leg on another. She said look you need to practice it. I know it is difficult for you having Penis there you can’t sit comfortably. Also we need to work on tucking Penis so that your bulge not seen visible through any of your positions.

I asked “What kind of tucking?”

She said “You need to have plain surface on groin area like girls naturally have that kind of plain area.”

Alka said “Ma’am we need duct tape to tuck Punit Ma’am’s Penis.”

Radhika said ok we try that tomorrow. After that Alka said “ma’am now we need to work on face.”

I said ok and then she starts doing my makeup. First she applies lots of moisturizer on my face. Then she applies base on my face. After that little bb cream which gives me nice even tone look. After that some compact and then brush out excess powder. I already have fair complexion and after this my face looks very soft smooth and fair. After that she applies Kajal in my both eyes. After that she applies light pink lipstick on my lips with some lip-gloss.

Radhika said “You not need any eye shadow for office look.”

I said ok dear. After that using mascara she curled my long eyelashes. And finally one beauty mark makes on my face. My cheeks become pink with blusher. Radhika told me to give pout so that she clicks my snap. I showed my pout and she clicks 5-6 snaps of me. All these processes take so much time so Radhika feeling hungry at that time. She told me to order pizza and order in girly voice. I thought this is my first test as girl so i order pizza on phone talking in girly voice. That man who takes order also addresses me as Ma’am.

Alka said “If ma’am you need me then call me any time.”

Radhika said “Thanks a lot Alka without your help this can’t be possible.”

I also said “Thank you so much Alka.”

She said “Well Punita ma’am give me nice treat after getting job.”

I said “Ok Alka i will.”

Alka left home and now only me and Radhika waiting for our pizza. Doorbell rings Radhika told me to take pizza. I feel afraid. I was facing unknown guy for the first time as girl. What if he recognizes me….? I opened door and he delivers pizza to me.

I give him money and he said “Thank you Madam” and he leaves. I couldn’t believe that I pass my first test as girl.

Radhika hugged me and said well you pass first test but you need to pass real test of interview.

I said “yeah sure.” Then we both eat our pizzas.

Radhika needs to go to her home but i insist her to stay with me. She inform to her parents about staying with me.

Radhika asked me “You have all documents for interview?”

I said “Yeah but i need to make corrections to them. In all documents my gender mentions as mister! So, instead of mister I have to make as Miss”

Look tomorrow i take leave from office like today so we plan next things. I said ok.

Radhika asked me “So, I need to change my dress you have any night suit?”

I said “No baby i didn’t have any female night suit you need to wear my t-shirt and shorts.”

She said “Ok i wear your shorts but you have to wear nighty.”

She calls her home and asks some dresses like salwar suits and nighties. Her driver brings all dresses mention by her to my home. Radhika opens bag and take out brand new nighty which she buy from online store and give it to me.

I said “Thanks Radhika. You also change and wear any nighty of yours.”

Radhika said “No baby i wear your cloths and you wear my cloths”

We both exchange our cloths i wear purple colour lace satin nighty and Radhika wear my boxer and T-shirt.

I asked her “How you feel wearing this kind of boxer.”

Radhika replied “Well i wear boxer many times under my dress.”

I was shocked. How any girl wear boxer?

She said “I feel very relaxed in boxer.”

She asked me “How you feel wearing my nighty?”

I said “I could not control my arouses in nighty. My Penis tries to come out from panty.”

Radhika laugh and said, “You need to control your emotions otherwise in public you feel uncomfortable.”

After that we both went to sleep. Radhika sleep in my room and i sleep in another bedroom. That nighty gives me tickling feeling. My hairless body makes things worse for me. Due to tiredness i sleep quickly. In morning i wake up early. I saw my wig which i removed last night hanging on chair. My earlobes and nostril gives me very much pain. I check clock it shows 8 A.M. I moved to Radhika’s room where she was still sleeping. After that i went to bathroom and brush my teeth. After that I decided to make breakfast for two of us. I went to kitchen and looking for eggs to make omelette. I cut first onions and then cut tomatoes and chillies. I Take frying a pan and put it on Gas. Then mix all egg yolks and all 3 items and salt and spread it on pan. In 5 minutes my omelettes were ready.

After that I make coffee and then taking all these in one tray in went to Radhika’s room and said “Hey baby good morning wake up your breakfast is ready.”

Radhika slowly open her eyes and said “Good morning honey…..”

She went to bathroom for brush. After coming from bathroom i told her to sit on dining table. I serve her hot omelette and coffee. She was impressed with my gesture.

She asked me “Well How you feel serving as a girl for the first time?”

I said “I feel very good. Serving you as girl is my pleasure. Now onwards i have to live as a girl 24 hours so i am practising all this from today.”

She asked me “You enjoying dressing and living as a girl. R u cross-dressed before?”

I said “No baby i am not crossdresser but everything I am doing is just for job.”

Radhika asked me “Then what you prefer now? Being A Man or Being a Woman in rest of your life.”

I said “If i get good opportunity then i left this woman get up and start working as a man.”

Radhika said “Well It is difficult being a woman than being a Man in this world. You are always treated as piece of pleasure. All men always stare at you. They constantly were looking at your private parts like boobs. And they always fuck you in their minds. You constantly humiliates in many places. They touch you intentionally and try to cosy with you. They make sarcastic comments on you.”

I think in my mind that somehow I also doing such things but never realised that how girl feel about that.

I said “Sorry dear I never realised how you girls feel living in such society and now I am also part of your society so I am ready to face all challenges which came across me for being a girl.”

Radhika said “Well done my girl.”

While eating our breakfast doorbell rings. I feel afraid because maybe my maid comes. I told Radhika to send her back.

Radhika said “No dear now you have to face each and every person who come across you. Go and wear that wig which is not lace but just bob cut.”

I went to my room and quickly wear bob wig. I come out and open the door.

Maid asked me “ma’am who are you and where is Sir?”

I feel relief that she not recognized me. I said in girly voice “I am Nita, Punit’s sister.”

Radhika laugh and said “Hey you’re sir gone to another city and now his sister lives here. You have to do same work routine as you do for your Sir.”

Maid said “Ok madam.” And maid went to kitchen for cleaning utensils.

I also went to my room and pack items like wigs and cloths and put them inside cupboard.

Maid said to Radhika “ma’am Nita madam very much looks like sir.”

Radhika said “Yeah they are twins.”

I came out from room and told maid to cook food for us. Maid said “Ok Nita ma’am.”

After finishing lunch maid gone and i closed the door and take a sigh of relief. That was most difficult time for me. My maid working in my house from last 3 years and still she not recognise me that was huge achievement for me.

Radhika said “Baby now i am 100% sure that you crack your interview and get that job.”

I said “God Knows what will happen.”

I told Radhika to get bath while i also went to my bathroom for bath. I removed my wig and then nighty and place it on hanger. After that i started to remove my panty and then bra. I was full naked looking at my body in the mirror again. Due to that cream my facial hair (Beard) not grown. I thought i don’t need shaving at all. My face looks very much smoother than yesterday. Due to waxing body hair was not visible. I take nice warm water bath for almost ½ hour. Yesterday Alka gives me special liquid soap which useful for skin. After my bath i came out from bathroom and wear new pair of bra and panty. After that i was looking for new dress to wear suddenly i heard a voice of Radhika. I told me to wear salwar suit which she brings yesterday from her home.

I asked her “Where i find your salwar?” She said “I placed it in your cupboard.”

I check my cupboard and find green chudidar salwar suit. I wear first chudidar which fits me perfectly. Then wear salwar which again fits me perfectly. I was wondering how Radhika’s salwar fits me perfectly. After that i placed cotton padding inside my bra which gives me nice fake boobs. After that i wipe my wet hair with towel and started drying it with dryer. After that i put on bob wig. And then wear heels and came out from room where Radhika already sitting on sofa.

She asked me “Wow like girls you take lots of time for bathing.”

I said “Yeah….. Now I am girl so I have to take time but how you come out so fast from bathing.”

Radhika said “Well hardly i take 10 minutes for bathing. Well this green chudidar suits you…… You look very beautiful in this.”

I said thanks a lot dear but how your dress fits me perfectly?

She said “This dress is not mine but my cousin sister. Your and her is size exactly same. When I measure you yesterday i found that you both share same size and i have lots of her dresses in my home that’s why I bring all dresses for you.”

I asked “Where is she now?”

Radhika said “She is In USA doing job in bank.”

I saw Radhika wearing same t-shirt and short which I give her yesterday.

I asked her “Why you not change your clothes?”

She said “I like this very much it is so comfortable. What about your nighty?”

I said “Nighty was very uncomfortable for me last night. It gives me ticking feeling all night.”

She said “Yeah first time if you don’t have body hair then it gives you that kind of feeling but after some days you will use to it.”

I said “Yeah hope so….. So what is today plan? ”

Radhika said “Well first we prepare your all documents which required for interview but before we start you need to get ready.”

I said “I am ready.”

Radhika said “No dear you are not ready you just wear cloths but you need to do makeup and wear all accessories.”

I said Ohhhh…. Ok let do it. Radhika told me to sit on chair and then she started doing my face makeup. She told me to copy all in my mind so that next time i will be doing it myself with no help. First i removed my wig and place it on table. Suddenly doorbell rings… I thought who now coming at this time. Radhika went and open door. One courier boy comes with our breast forms order. Radhika take it from that guy and close the door.

Radhika told me “Hey baby your real boobs come.”

As she opens it they really look like real one with adhesive. She told me to remove my salwar. I removed my salwar and she removes my bra hook from backside. My bra fall on floor and i was in bare chest look standing in front of Radhika. She then sticks those breast forms on my chest. When I saw into mirror i really look like found my new pair of boob.

Radhika said “Wow dear you have much bigger boobs than mine.”

I blushed and said “Ohhhh common baby they are not real so please don’t compare it with your real one”

She then gives me bra to wear. Now when i wear bra with breast forms it gives whole new meaning to my chest. No one can able to distinguish between real and fake without telling truth. These were special breast forms unlike normal which only inserted into bra to get fuller boobs. These special breast forms are 100% replica of real one. After that i wear my salwar. Now my upper portion looks more feminine than padding. After that Radhika told me to moisturize my face. I do that, after that she told me to apply bb cream on face and spread evenly using fingers. I do same as i saw yesterday how Alka do that to me. After that i used compact powder and then using brush remove excess powder. After that she teaches me how to put Kajal into eyes. I do same thing which she told me. But i found smudges so Radhika help me to remove smudge and give me nice look. After that she told me to use green eye shadow because i was wearing green chudidar salwar. After matching eye shadow using curler she curl my eyelashes. After that using Kajal pencil shape my eyebrows. Finally she put bindi on my forehead and my makeup was ready. After that i wear my bob wig.

Radhika said “Baby today you wear dangling earrings instead of this stud.”

And she removes my studs from both ears and insert nice dangling earrings into it. When i moved my head then they makes very good sound which gives me nice feel. After that she told me to wear matching bangles. I said no dear why need bangles.

Radhika said “You look very good wearing matching bangles.”

And she again inserts nice 2 dozen bangles in my both hands. Again when i moved my hands they make very pretty sound. After that I wear my heels.

Radhika said “Wow Nita you look so gorgeous in Indian attire. I feel good and i stated blushing.”

She said “Wow dear you blush like typical Indian girl.”

I said “Please now don’t pull my legs.”

Radhika then clicks some snaps in her phone.

After my photo session I said “Common Radhika let’s do some work now.”

She said ok and we went to hall. I opened my laptop and edit all my documents. After that I take printouts of all documents. Radhika check all my documents which looks very guanine.

Radhika said “Well done baby our paperwork is done but you have to practice everything which i teach you yesterday.”

I said “Ok.”

Because though i was wearing salwar suit and all but still in front of Radhika i was acting like a guy and not girl. My mannerism was of the guy and not girly. Even i speak in my manly voice in front of her. Only when my maid present in home that time i was acting like girl and speak in girly voice. Radhika told me to behave like a girl in front of her also. I feel very shy to behave as girl in front of Radhika. She and I were best friends and i feel very embarrassing and uncomfortable acting as a girl.

Radhika said “Ok Nita now make food hot in oven and serve because i am hungry now.”

I said in girly voice “Ok dear.”

And she laugh and say “Well-done keep practicing.”

I also feel pain due to heels.

I asked her “Can i remove heels for some time?”

Radhika said “yeah but wear it soon because you need practice walking in heels.”

I quickly removed my heels and feel relieved. I wear sandal which has no heels. Radhika sits on dining table. I quickly warm food in oven and serve it first to Radhika. Radhika impressed by my serving. After that i also take food in my plate and we both eat food discussing what to do next……..  My bangles make tingling sound when I eat or when I serve or when i make my hairs. I asked her anything she wants after lunch.

She said “She likes to go to movie with me.”

I said “what about our practice.”

Radhika said “You need to face more people and this is part of our preparation.”

I said ok let’s go for movie. Radhika went to my room and place top and skirt on my bed and told me wear those cloths which she place on bed and she went to her room for change. I went to my room and saw yellow top and denim skirt on bed. I thought why i need to change. I already ready in salwar suit. After some time Radhika come out wearing a jeans and top.

And asked me “Why i m not ready yet?”

I said “I already wear salwar and it looks good so please allow me going in this dress.”

She looked at me from top to bottom and said ok but removed those excess bangles and wears that lace wig. I said ok and removed my bangles and wear a large bracelet. Also wear wrist watch on another hand. Radhika tie new chain in my neck. And I wear my medium lace wig. She styled my hair using pins which looks very beautiful. After that I wear my heels and she wears shoes. She told me to keep handbag with me. In that handbag she inserts some items which i feel not necessary. I take long deep breath and went out from my home as Miss Punita Srivastava.

I locked door and take lift to go down. In lift we found my neighbours. Mrs. Joshi and Mrs. Rao. They looked at me while i looked at another side ignoring them.

Mrs. Joshi asked me “Hi….. Beti your face looks familiar have we met before?”

I said “Ohhhh No aunty I am Punit Srivastava’s Twin sister Nita.”

Mrs. Rao said “You are very beautiful. And you look very much similar to him. He is very nice guy.”

I said “Yeah but now he shifts to USA and I am living in his flat now.”

Mrs. Joshi asked me “When you come?”

I said “I come yesterday.”

We reached ground floor. In parking area we found watchman who again stop us. Mrs. Joshi told watchman that I am Punit’s sister who now lives here.

Watchman said “Ok ma’am if you need any help then call me.”

I said “Ok……”

Watchman went to his place.

Mrs. Rao said “Ok Beti if you need any help then please told us. We live on same floor.”

I said “Yeah definitely aunty.”

Mrs. Joshi said “Ok Bye dear”

I said bye and we leave that place. Radhika drives the car and i sit beside her and went to mall for movie.

Radhika said “Wow dear you handles situation very well. I thought you afraid to face your neighbour and watchman.”

I said “Yeah dear i was terribly afraid when i saw both aunties and that watchman also make lots of enquiries if aunties not stop him.”

Radhika said “yeah because watchman not seen you entering house.”

I said “Yeah but aunties help me now he never doubts.”

Radhika said “Wow dear you pass neighbour test and both ladies said you are very beautiful.”

I said “Common dear i am not that beautiful.”

Radhika said “Well if you ask me the truth then i swore on god that you are the most beautiful girl i ever met in my life and you give me complex yaar. I never ever look good in front of you.”

I said “Ok as your wish but still i thought i am not that beautiful.”

While debating on who looks beautiful and who not we reached mall. She parked car at basement. This is my first time to enter mall as girl with thousand people seeing me as girl. On entrance i was greeted by security as Good Afternoon Ma’am and he sends me cabin for body checking where lady security guard check me as my handbag and after checking she told me “have a nice shopping Ma’am.”

Radhika said “Great….. Security also not recognizes you.”

She then holds my hand in her hand and then we went to multiplex to watch movie. She already booked seat online so we collect tickets from counter and went inside. I found two young guys sitting on our seat. Radhika told them to vacant our seats. First they argue but then after ticket boy intervene they agree to move to next seat. Radhika and i sat there. I found that guy beside me. Radhika found another man from family besides her. We were in trap. Radhika decides to ignore it and watch movie and i said ok. That guy who sits beside me tries to touch me many times during movie. Till interval i ignore but at interval time when all lights glow i stand up and pick his collar and give him tight slap on his face.

And said “Don’t try to again touch me otherwise i broke your hand.”

Radhika was in shock. All people come there and those guys thrown out from hall. Radhika kissed me on cheeks and said “Wow bravo……. you are really today’s modern girl who never accepts such kind of teasing.”

All people clap for me. Well that time i think like a girl and feel how any girl reacts with such kind of teasing. After movie ended we told by manager that those two guys send to jail for teasing girl in public.

I said “Thank you manager” and we leave.

At mall some press journalist also present. They mobbed me after movie and started taking my interviews. They asked me few questions regarding that incident and i give answer to them. Radhika was from behind look very happy for me. She thought all happened to me as good for my confidence. My interview was showed live on news channels and also seen by people in mall. That time i was the centre of attention.

Many girls and women present there said “We girls need to learn from Nita, She is brave and fearless.”

Radhika said “hey Nita now you become national hero by all TV channels.”

I said “Well i don’t want to become famous but you know these TV channels needs breaking news and they used me. How hitting 2 guys in multiplex becomes such a big issue.”

Radhika said “Don’t worry this news not run for long time.”

She said “The way you give interview in girly manner i like a lot and from home to mall i was noticing your all moves and mannerism and you never showed any sign of manly gesture.”

Your walk, talk, speak and sit and behave everything was very elegant and feminine.

I said “Thanks Radhika without you nothing possible for me.” And hugged her and cry.

She pampers me and said “My diva please don’t cry you ruin your makeup.”

I wipe my tears and we come back to our home. As we enter our society gate all society members present there.

I saw all including Mrs. Joshi and Mrs. Rao. Society secretary said “Congratulation Nita…….. We are proud of you. It is our honour that you live in our society. Mrs. Joshi told us everything and again we congratulate you on behalf of society.”

I don’t understand how to take this. I greeted by flowers and garlands. Some society members take photos with me. Some ladies and some girls also take photos with me. Some asks me my autograph which i never given to anyone in my entire life. TV channels make my name Nita famous and other recognizes me as Miss Nita.

Radhika said “Let’s go my dear from here otherwise whole day gone by giving autographs and clicking snaps.”

I said “Ok my society members’ thanks for your gesture i feel blessed but i need to go now i met with everyone personally soon because i live here so you come any time Byeeee.”

Watchman also salutes me and opens lift gate for me. Radhika said “Everyone gets crazy here.”

I open door lock throws my handbag remove all flowers and garlands. I asked Radhika she wants anything to drink or eat.

She said “Cool baby i know you also tired of all these so just chill i didn’t need anything.”

My phone bell rings i saw “Mom Calling”

Mom: Hi Beta how are you?

Me: (In manly voice) Hi mom i am fine and you

Mom: I am also f9. What happened to your society girl? She is all over on news channels.

Me: (Shit) Yeah mom here is one girl who slap some idiots in mall so everyone praising her that’s it nothing special.

Mom: How you say this? She is so brave that’s why she was all over on TV. We are watching this since afternoon. And she looked very much like you.

Me (L Ohh No) No Mom, she not looked like me.

Mom: Hey anybody there? Who makes tingling sound?

Me: (I am dead now) No mom I am watching TV from tingling sound come.

Mom: Hey you get new job?

Me: Tomorrow i have interview and i definitely get job.

Mom: Please send some money here your brother needs for college.

Me: Yeah Mom i send it now. Ok mom need to go now Byeeee TC………..  And i hang-up phone.

Radhika said “Whoa…… Your mom literally caught you.”

I said yes after seeing Nita who very much look like her son she definitely had doubt in mind so she called me to clear it. Also my earrings sound she heard on phone so she enquired about that sound also.

Radhika said “Well Nita this time you save but what if your parents come to visit you?”

I said “They never come to visit me. Last 3 years then never come for single time. I went there but now after this it will be difficult to go to my parents place.”

Radhika said “Look we thought about that later now you have to prepare for tomorrow’s interview.”

Radhika gives me list of possible questions which might be asked in interview. TMT internationals works in many services like Banking, Insurance, Infrastructure, IT services, shipping, mining and health care. Radhika is working as a chief operation manager in Insurance while i will give interview for IT services. Radhika earns very good salary and she has very good relations with the management. Her one letter of recommendation makes my job easy in interview but she chooses not to give me any letter. In night again maid come to make dinner. She cooks very nice Egg curry with Pulao.

After my preparation I told Radhika “hey dear let’s have dinner now.”

She was also busy in her assignments. She said ok dear serve it. I again serve food to Radhika and we both eat our dinner together.

Radhika asked me “What time you will go for interview?”

I said “12 Noon.”

She said “Ok be ready in morning because i need to go to office at 10.”

I said “Ok dear.”

She kissed me on cheeks and said Good Night honey.

I said “Good night dear.”

After that I clean all dining area and then go to my room. I removed my lace wig place it on table. After that removes my salwar then chudidar. Also removes breast forms which stick by gum. I went to bathroom and clean my chest. Then come back and wear nighty. Also removes earrings and chain. I saw my makeup still look good but i remember what Alka said “to remove all makeup while go to sleep” so i remove all my makeup by makeup remover cream. Finally i feel relaxed. Being girl is not easy. My legs give me lots of pain. Walking on heel is just nightmare for me. Again in morning i woke up early but today i found Radhika also wake up. I didn’t disturb her and come back to my room.

Radhika come to my room and said “Hey sweetie pie wakes up.”

I wake up again and said “Good morning baby.” She said “Very good morning baby.”

Today is your big day so i help you getting ready and how to give interview. I said ok but i need to make breakfast.

Radhika said “Don’t worry today we eat cornflakes and Juice.”

I said ok then she went to her room for bath. I also went to my room and started brushing my teeth. I saw again no hair visible on face. Usually earlier i need to shave daily but after 3rd day still no hair on face. After brushing i take nice shower and come out in 10 minutes. Radhika already present in my room. I come back wearing only towel tied on my waist. She said ok dear first wear those breast forms and then wear this new black cotton bra. I said ok and stick those breast forms on my chest and then wear that black bra. After that she gives me Thong Gaff which is used for hiding Penis. I never heard about such Gaff panty. She gives me Whisper pads and said you need them when you feel excited. Gaff controls your erection and if you feel coming then this pad will help you. I was shocked how easily Radhika said such things which i never ever said. I said ok and wear first gaff. In that special provision made to hide your Penis and gives you flat crotch. After that another panty wears with sanitary pad insert inside it. Now My Penis totally disappear and my bulge not visible from outside. It gives me flat crotch like girls. After that i wear white shirt and then she gives me black skirt which was knee length. I tuck my shirt inside skirt. After that Radhika gives me stockings to wear which was skin colour. After that i wear coat. And then try other heels. I wear wrist watch on hand and chain in neck which not visible. After that I do makeup by myself only Radhika helps me in touch-up. After that i wear that lace wig. Radhika comb my hair and gives me nice hairstyle. She combs all hair backward then clips it with rubber band which gives me nice pony. After that i wear diamond studs in both ears. I used very light lipstick on lips with lip-gloss. She highlights my cheekbones with blusher. Now i was ready for going to interview. I feel very nervous at that time. Radhika also wears her suit and she also ready to go office. She called her driver at my home so after finishing breakfast she went to office at 9:30 AM.

While leaving she told me “Be yourself and be Confident and Best of Luck.”

I said Thank you and she kissed me on cheeks and said “Byeeee.”

My maid comes at 10. She finishes her morning duties and cook food for me. She asked me “Nita ma’am i saw TV yesterday, I like what you did yesterday.”

I said “Thanks.”

Maid then leaves. I serve hot food for myself and eat light lunch because due to interview pressure i feel not hungry. At 11 AM me to leave home.

At ground floor watchman salutes me and said “Good Morning Nita ma’am.”

I said “Good Morning” and went to parking.

I place my handbag and my file on front seat. I started driving car. TMT internationals office was very near to my home. On one signal one traffic constable stops me and asks my driving license. I realized that I have license but not as Nita but Punit. I told them i lost my license and today i have very important interview. Another police recognize me as he seen me on TV. He told that constable to free me.

I said “Thank you Sir” and take my car and drive it.

AT TMT INTERNATIONALS BUILDING………………………………………

At parking i parked my car and take file and handbag with me and started walking towards TMT’s main lobby. My heart was beating very fast. I feel very nervous. Many people looking at me as they know me from TV. I tried to be more elegant and feminine as possible. At reception one girl who i saw that day was also working on something.

I said to her “i have interview call today.”

She looked at me and said “Ohhhh Miss Nita I saw you on TV yesterday please give me autograph!”

I give her autograph.

She told me “Ma’am Go on 30th Floor where you find conference room, in that all interviews take place.”

I said “Thank you.”

Already I know where interview takes place because i came for interview last time but still due to nervousness I did such things. In lift also one lift boy asks me my autograph and want to take one snap with me. I have no option but to give him whatever he wants. He looked very happy after clicking picture with me. On 30th floor lift stops and i come out from lift. I saw around 50-60 girls sitting there. That day only 10 girls were sitting there. I thought here also tough competition i have to face now. I started walking slowly taking small steps and sits on chair. All girls busy in their files so that they didn’t know who come and who gone.

One girl who sits beside me asks me “Do you have Pen?”

She screams loudly after saw me and said “Ohhhh….. Look who comes for interview Miss Nita…….. Our Hero.”

All girls mobbed me literally. Everyone wants to click photos with me and wants my autographs. I fear a lot seeing all this chaos. I thought due to this chaos my wig will come out from head.

I said “Look girls I am here only. Every girl gets whatever she wants but after interview so please be calm here.”

But no girls ready to move.

They said “They not going to give interview unless I click photos with them.”

I had no choice that time so I click 50-60 snaps and gives autographs to them. While doing they touch me everywhere thinking me as girl. But guy inside me was not able to control that sensation. I was feeling very excited that time and my Penis started to erect. But due to gaff it has no room to grow which makes me uncomfortable. Other girls who handle interviews also not control their emotions and come to me and click photos with me and take autograph of me. That room was equipping with CCTV surveillance and maybe inside they watching us. After few girls over they called my name as Miss Punit Srivastava. My nervousness was gone to sky high stage. I went inside…………..  I saw panel of 9 people sitting in half circle position. In middle company CEO Mr. Rajesh Mishra sitting. And among the 9 members i found Radhika also sitting there. I was surprised to see her and feel confident from inside. I greeted each of them personally in my girly voice and stand in front of chair.

They told me to sit down on chair and i said “Thank you.”

They checked me from top to bottom. Among 9 members only Radhika was girl there others are men.

Mr. Rajesh Mishra CEO of company asked me “So you are our brave city girl Miss Nita Srivastava.”

I said “Yes Sir.”

Mr. Mishra said “Well you make our nation proud so well done.”

I said “Thank you Sir it’s my duty sir and not my but each any every girl’s duty.”

Mr. Mishra said “Well said so you come here for job…. so tell me more about yourself.”

I give answer to each and every question they asked me.

Radhika asked me “So Miss Punita Srivastava what salary you expect from us?”

I said “ma’am having qualification and experience and knowledge i am expecting around 1.2 million/annum.”

Another guy said “Well you asking much more than we expect.”

I said “My work only tell you not my words.”

Mr. Rajesh Mishra said “So going by your profile and background and experience we thought you are absolutely correct person for our company. We are done with interview you wait for 10 minutes outside and you will get your appointment cum job offer letter.”

I said “Thank you sir for giving me opportunity.”

Mr. Mishra said “its honour working with you Miss Punita.”

Radhika asked me “Why you have two names? Your all documents show you name Punita and people called you Nita.”

I said “Nita name given by media and Punita is my real name.”

Mr. Srivastava said “So officially we call you Punita Srivastava.” And he started clapping and others also join him.

I said “Thank you” and leave office.

I wait there in one of their room. Mr. Mishra’s secretary comes with my Job offer letter. I opened it and read it. They had given me Chief Manager Post in IT department with annual salary of 2.5 million with bonus extra. Also company flat and car with driver. I feel so proud of myself that i got job but feels that only in girly mode i get that job otherwise no job for guy.

I text Radhika and said “Thank you.”

She replies me and said “Well done Congo.”

After finishing my interview i call my mom and told her about my new job. My family was very happy after hearing this news.

My sister said “Hey bro I will wait you in this Rakhee so please come this time.”

I said yeah I will come. But I was not realized that I am not guy but girl now and I can’t face my family anymore. I feel sad but happy also that i now helps my family more than previous time. I take my car and went straight to home waiting for Radhika to come. Bell rings I opened the door I saw Radhika standing with flowers and sweets.

She said “So our new chief manager congratulation and have some sweet.”

I said “Thank you but you first eat. It all happened because of you.”

She also eats sweets.

I asked her “Why you not tell me that you are one of the panellists of interview?”

She said “I don’t want to give you any chance to lose; if i told you then maybe you take interview lightly.”

I said “yeah maybe you are right.”

Radhika said “they offer you very huge salary among other candidates.”

I asked her “Means?”

Radhika said “Average salary given to other candidates is just 1 million and you got jackpot of 2.5 million even they don’t give me that much.”

I said “well I don’t know your company policy. I am happy with my salary and i hope they not disappointed with me.”

Radhika said “Yes and this job you get is totally on your merit and not my influence.”

She said “Well yeah you deserve it and got it so let’s celebrate with party tonight.”

I said ok but where?

She said “Let’s go to Westin they have superb pub.”

I said “Ok but i don’t have any party dress.”

Radhika said “Don’t worry I manage it.”

My phone rings with unknown number I pick up call and i was surprised. On another side my boss Mr. Mishra talking to me. He said “Hi Miss Punita how is you?”

I said “I am good sir how are you?”

He said “Good…… I throw a party for few people so i want you to join my party.”

I was in shocked….. I said “sure sir but where?”

Mr. Mishra said “On my private Yacht at boat club Juhu.”

I said ok sir i will be there.

Mr. Mishra said “I will wait for you bye.”

I didn’t know how to react with this. Even Radhika not invited for that party.

I told her about party and she said “Well our boss looks so impressed with you so you should go to party alone.” I said “how i should go alone? I feel scared and lonely there.”

Radhika said “Don’t worry though you are wearing girl’s dresses from inside you are guy so no need to worry.”

Radhika opens her bags and take out one short dress for me. The dress was too short which barely covers my thighs. It was golden colour dress with one strap and my back open.

I told Radhika “Please no need to wear such dresses.”

She said “You are going to high profile party where all girls wearing such kind of dresses and you have to look good among them.”

I don’t have any choice but to agree with Radhika. I removed my coat then shirt and then skirt. After that i wear that golden dress which was too tight. I struggle to fit into that dress. My smooth thighs were fully visible. I adjust it to bring it down but the length of dress is too short. After that she removed my ponytail and gives me another hairstyle with help of Philips curler. She replaced my diamond stud with another pair of dangling earrings. Also my wrist watch was replaced with nice big kangans. After that she gives me smoky eyes and applies very dark lipstick on lips. I look very dam sexy in that golden dress. My figure comes out from that tight dress. After that she gives me golden colour heel and golden colour clutch. Within few minutes i was transformed from office diva to sexy babe.

I said “Thanks Radhika but please come with me.”

She said “Don’t worry and our boss is very nice person so he will take care of you.”

Bell rings Radhika opens door and saw Mr. Mishra’s driver there. He said “Ma’am sir sends me to pick-up Punita ma’am.”

Radhika said “Yeah wait for 5 minutes she is getting ready.”

Radhika come to my room and said “Whoa….  Boss sends his driver to pick-up you my darling. Such a lucky girl you are.”

I asked her “But why me?”

Radhika said “Well I was wondering Mr. Mishra tries to impress you.”

I asked “But why.”

She said “Maybe he likes you and maybe he wants to date with you.”

I feel shivering and said “Look dear i am not a girl but a guy and if he knows it then he sends me to jail.”

Radhika said “Look don’t allow him to get physical with you at any cost.”

I said “Ok dear i m going to party and we celebrate our party later.”

She said “Ok dear have fun Byeeee see yaaa”

Driver opens gate of Rolls Royse for me. I enter car and sits then he drove me to Juhu Boat club where party was planned. He again open door and i came out from car. I saw Mr. Mishra was standing there waiting for me.

He said “Welcome Miss Punita.” And he offers me his hand.

I didn’t any choice but to give my hand in his hand.

He said “Miss Nita you are looking very gorgeous.”

I said “Thanks you sir but why i am invited in your personal party? I am just your employee who not joined office yet.”

Mr. Mishra said “Well you are not just our employee but our nation’s pride so to honour you I throw a party.”

I said “Why sir………. Please i don’t think i deserve such a huge party and that from my Boss.”

Mr. Mishra said “Ok now let’s go everybody were waiting for you” then we entered in his private Yacht.

I saw many famous people present there from business tycoons to film celebrities and also politicians. As i enter on mike someone announced here comes our chief guest Miss Nita and big flashlight throws on me. Every one clapped for me. Then Mr. Mishra takes me to the stage where huge cake place on table. Then he told me to cut that cake. I didn’t understand why all this happens to me. I cut the cake and then give a piece of cake to Mr. Mishra. He also gives me piece of cake. Then music starts again and everyone enjoys party. Few press people were also present there and they get breaking news. Many people interact with me.

After that Mr. Mishra come to me and said “You like my party.”

I said “Yeah Sir your party was mind-blowing.”

He then asks me “Will you dance with me?”

I said “Yeah sure.”

Then we go to main dancing floor and another romantic music starts playing. He holds my one hand in his one hand. And his other hand on my waist. I feel strange feeling when he touches my waist.

He said “Wow Miss Nita you have very small waist. Are you working out a lot or it’s natural.”

I said “Sir… It’s natural.”

By the name of dancing Mr. Mishra touches me on entire body. I feel very discomfort about that. I never imagined wearing a girl dress and dancing with a man. I was totally straight guy and never ever imagine ending up with a guy. When he hugged me tightly my Penis strikes out huge sperms which deposited on sanitary napkin. I feel very disgusted and due to that my crotch area becomes very wet.

I told him “Sorry sir but I am not feeling well so please drop me to my house.”

He said “Ok dear I told my driver to drop you at your home. Please take care and come tomorrow in office. Your first day starts from tomorrow.”

I said “Ok Sir Byeeee Good night and thanks for party.”

His driver drops me at my Home. Due to wetness i feel very uncomfortable in walking. I open door with key and found Radhika working on her laptop.

She asked me “Hey baby how’s Party?”

I said “Wait dear I need to use washroom after that i explain everything.”

And i went to washroom. I remove my dress then remove panty, throws out sanitary pad which smells very bad. Later I remove my gaff then remove my stockings. Then remove my breast forms and bra. After that remove all accessories and wig. And take shower and wash entire body and specially crotch area.

After bath i came out with wrapping towel around my head and chest. I looked for fresh pair of bra and panty and wear it quickly then used bra padding inside bra. After that wear new nighty and come out from my room.

Radhika said “So finally you come.” I said “yeah baby now i told you everything.”

And i told her what happened at party.

Radhika said “So how our chief guest comes so early?”

I said “Dear when Mr. Mishra hugged me then I was discharged very badly due to that I came back early.”

Radhika laughs and said “Whoa so he hugged you finally….. And why you discharge from just hugging.”

I said “Well while dancing he touch me many times on my entire body which gives me arouse feeling and then when he hugged I couldn’t control and discharge it.”

Radhika said “Well my sanitary pad helps you otherwise you feel very embarrassing there.”

I said “Yeah honey.” So have to eat anything there? I said just eat cake and drink some wine.”

Radhika said “Well your neighbour gives us nice Biryani so wait for 5 minutes and i serve it to you.”

I said “Thanks dear.”

After that we both eat very yummy Biryani.

Radhika said “So from tomorrow your new journey starts and now i am not there to help you so you have to manage by yourself.”

I said “Don’t say this dear. You are always with me. Your teaching i will follow daily and tries to be more feminine.”

After finishing dinner Radhika said “Well we didn’t buy much dresses and all items but from tomorrow you need many more dresses and accessories so you need to shop now.”

I said “Ok dear tomorrow i asked them advanced salary from that we buy items which i required.”

Radhika said “No dear company not given advanced salary to new employee so i will give you money for shopping.”

I said “No honey already you spend much more on my transformation.”

Radhika said “You are my best buddy so anything for you baby.”

She gives me her credit card and told me shop yourself whatever you want.

I refused to take her card and said “Don’t worry dear i managed it.”

She said “Ok dear i am leaving now my driver also comes so good night and take care and we meet you tomorrow at office.”

I said “Ok dear good night” and she left.

I went to my bedroom and open my cupboard and found not a single dress of mine. Whole cupboard was empty. My boy’s cloths were missing from cupboard.

I call Radhika and ask her she said “She throws out everything because from now onwards i didn’t need any of these cloths.”

I said ok and started looking at another cupboard where i find lots of girly stuff. I found many sets of bras and panties. Also few nighties and my office coat shirts and skirts. She left her cousins bags for me who contains lots of salwar suits and accessories. Also my bob wig and lace wig placed inside that cupboard. I feel very tired of all activities so i decided to go to sleep. Before sleep i write down amount which i need to return to Radhika. First she spends around Rs 20,000 on my wigs then Rs 30,000 on dresses and around Rs 10,000 on undergarments and breast forms and gaffs. So nearly around 60,000 I need to repay to Radhika. Alka also helps me a lot so i need to give her some money. Radhika also spends on accessories and makeup and also gives me her cousin’s dresses so tomorrow i give her cheque of Rs 90,000 and for Alka i give her Rs 5000.

In Morning When alarm rings i wake up around 8 AM. I feel pressure so went to pee. Radhika told me to pee only by sitting and not standing. After that i wash my hands and starts brushing. I closely looked at my face and i found no hair on moustache and also on beard. Since 4 days i had not grown my beard which was great achievement itself. Otherwise i need to shave daily. Alka’s magic cream was actually saviour to me. I always hate shaving daily. If she was not applied that cream then i will have to close shave daily and till evening my little stubble starts visible on face. Also same happened with waxing. I insist that day not to wax but due to Radhika i get such a smooth and soft hairless body. After finishing my brush i take nice warm bath and used that liquid soap which Alka gives me for bath. After my bath i wipe my body and came out naked and sit on my bed. I already take out the cloths which i am wearing today.

First i wear my breast forms and then white bra followed by thong Gaff. I inserted my Penis into small pouch provided by gaff to hide Penis and gives smooth and plain crotch h. After that i wear panty with sanitary pad inserted into it. After that i wear my blue shirt and then wear pant. I tuck my shirt into pant and wear a small belt which holds my pant. After that i wear my coat. After finishing my dress i started working on face. I used moisturizer cream on face. Then used my favourite BB cream which smells very good. After that i used compact powder. Then starts working on my eyes. Naturally i have very good eye shape almond shape so when i used Kajal my eyes looks so pretty. After that i used mascara and then used blusher on cheek bones. I used very light pink lipstick with large amount of gloss. After that i wear my lace front wig. Radhika teach me how to style hair and today i style it into high ponytail. After that i used my favourite perfume. I am finally ready for office. I forget to wear diamond studs in ears so i quickly wear it. My nose ring was always there in nose. I wear my wrist watch and then heels. I never check what Radhika put inside my handbag so today i check it. She put many basic items like Safety Pins, Sanitary pads, small Makeup kit that includes Kajal, compact and lipstick for touch-up. After that i found female hanky and comb. Also found paper spray for safety. In another compartment she places my cards and cash.

My maid comes at 9 AM.

She saw me and said “ma’am you are looking very beautiful”

I said “Thank you…. Just finish your duties fast today is my first day in office so i don’t want to go late.”

She said “Ok and finish her chorus and she made nice lunch for me.”

I eat that lunch and wait for my driver to come. I was thinking that my maid never told me when i was in guy mode that i look very handsome but now when i am girl. Everyone compliments me. Watchman told me on intercom that my driver comes. I take my handbag with me and lock the door and come down.

Driver said “Good morning ma’am my name is Rishi I am your driver from today.”

I said “Ok Rishi drive car safely and keep car clean.”

He said “yes ma’am and opens door for me.”

I sit inside and he closed the door. And we went to office. After reaching office at reception i give my job letter to receptionist.

She told me “Ma’am your new cabin is on 20th floor in c wing.”

I said thanks you and started walking towards c-wing. Since morning i was trying Radhika’s number but her cell phone not reachable. On 20th floor i found my new cabin. It was very huge with tables, sofa’s laptop and computers and also big LED TV. I sat on my chair.

My phone rings and i pick up and on other side Mr. Mishra saying “Welcome Miss Punita…. Do you like your new cabin?”

I said “Yeah sir it’s very nice and big.”

Mr. Mishra said “Well hope in nice atmosphere you feel good and that transform into your work.”

I said “Yes Sir definitely.”

Mishra said “Look i am sending your personal secretary in your cabin. She guided you to our IT service department and employees who works under you.”

I said “Ok sir.”

After some time my new secretary come.

She knocks door and said “May I come in Ma’am.”

I said in girly voice “Yeah please come.”

I saw very attractive sexy and gorgeous girl wearing skirt and shirt with heels come closer me. She said “Good Morning Ma’am my name is Pooja. I am your new secretary.”

I said “Hi Pooja…. nice meeting with you.”

Pooja took over from that moment.

Pooja said “Ma’am you look very gorgeous and i am fan of yours. I saw you yesterday on TV. I am very proud of you ma’am and i think you are idol of many girls like me.”

I said “(Not again) Yeah….. Thank you very much Pooja. Boss told me that you showed my entire IT area and explain how it works.”

Pooja said “Yes Ma’am i will explain you everything. Now i am your secretary so don’t worry i will handle everything.”

After that Pooja took me to the working area where actual female employees work. When i entered they all stand up.

I said “Hey girls my name is Punita Srivastava and from today I am your new boss.”

After that I give small lecture to all my staff and all staff were very happy having me as their new boss. Pooja also likes my thoughts on how to work as team and make company forward. Then I came back to my cabin. After 5 minutes my intercom rings and boss was on line.

Boss said “Hi miss Nita. I am going to USA for 3 long months and when will I come I wants good result from your side.”

I take sigh of relief and said “yes sir I will give my 200% and you will definitely see good result”

Then boss hang up phone. Then Radhika also came to meet me at my cabin. I told Pooja to bring two coffees for us. Pooja went to canteen. I hugged Radhika.

Radhika said “Don’t due such thing here. Look at that CCTV cam. Boss always watching you every time.”

I said “But why?”

Radhika said “Boss like you and that’s why he is giving you such high salary and high post with all benefits from company. No one get such benefits till now except you. And most important think that boss transferred me to Singapore and I am going to Singapore tomorrow and handle his company there.”

I said “Please don’t leave me. I am very alone now. It just 3-4 days that I am living as girl. What will I do next? Boss also going to US for 3 months.”

Radhika said “This is nice. You now work freely here till 3 months. Boss will not bother you much now and be brave and act like girl only and never show your manly side to anyone by mistake also.”

I said “Ok dear I will take care of me.”

Radhika said “Use my sister’s clothes.”

I said “Boss already credited my 3 months’ salary in advanced so don’t worry. I will buy whatever I need.”

Radhika said “I will miss you Punita.”

I said “I also miss you Radhika.”

Radhika said “If you want room partners then I have one friend Kavita who is living as PG. she needs partner so if you want I talk with her and then she will give you company.”

I said “Give me 1 month. I am not used to live as girl. And I don’t want to tell anyone that I am guy and not girl.”

Radhika said “Ok then I talks to her and after one month she will join you in your flat. Till make sure you will be perfect in living as girl. Forget that you are boy.”

I said “Yes I will forget my past and make myself perfect as girl in one month.”

Radhika gives me her Singapore no and told me to share everything and told me that if she needs any help then she will always there to help me. Then Pooja came with coffee and then we drink coffee and then Radhika takes leave from Mumbai office and from me. My daily routine started with new job. I have only one month to perfect myself. My morning starts with cup of coffee and breakfast which made by my maid. She came early in morning that time I wake up. Then do some Power yoga and aerobics. Then take bath and removed all body hairs with cream. Also used Alka’s magic cream on face occasionally to prevent hair growth on face. Then after bath wear my office formal clothes means white shirt with trousers and coat. Then wear minimum makeup and put on wig and make high pony of hairs. My maid packs my lunchbox. I take that and then wear heels and take my laptop bag and my handbag. Then came down where my driver waiting for me. Then I came to office work hard there and in evening again eat dinner made by cook and then watch some TV and then sleep. I mastered in girly things in these days. 15 days passed and I feel like I am girl only. I visit malls for shopping and visit beauty salon also for my manicure threading and pedicure. Also sometimes do facials. I buy huge collections of clothes of different types. Also buys different types of undergarments. I send 4 Lakh to my home in Delhi. I never talk with them due to my girly voice. They thought I was very busy. And this way I month passed…….

After 1 month….

I was behaving like girl. My maid also thinks that last one month I was totally changed. I look more beautiful than before. Then you come to meet me at my flat on 1st day of new month.

Kavita said “Yeah then rest story I know. Yeah I remember our first meeting. I came to meet you at your flat and your maid open door and she told me to sit inside. Then you came out wearing a nice pink night suit with hair tied in long ponytail. I saw you first time and I was struck by your beauty. You are looking very gorgeous that day as you look always.”

I said, “You greet me and then we talk about our job hobbies and friends and then we share good time 2 months. I said yeah then we became best friends like sisters. Then boss arrived from USA last night and he called me at his private yacht and then what happened there you knows it. He fucked me knowing after removing my clothes that I am guy and not girl.”

Kavita asked “Who mixed something in your drink?”

I said “maybe boss.”

Kavita said “Your journey of being handsome guy to gorgeous girl is awesome. And the way you carry yourself as girl hats off to you.

I said “Thanks but now my boss knows that I am not girl but guy and still he fucked me last night.”

Kavita said “Not only boss fucked you physically but he will fuck your life also.”

After knowing that you are not girl and working as girl in his company where many female workers work and you forged your documents to get that job he will not spare you easily if you not obeyed him.

I said “Yeah that’s makes me tense and worried. Since morning I switch off my phone and without telling my boss I ran from his yacht.”

Kavita said “Switch On phone and face you’re Boss.”

I switch on my phone and immediately phone rings. My Boss is calling.

I pick up phone and said “hello sir good morning.”

Boss said “Good morning darling. Last night you gone without inform me now come to office and meet me at my cabin.”

Boss hangs up phone. I told Kavita that Boss called me at his office. How I face him?

Kavita said “Don’t worry. Face like nothing happened and you didn’t know anything. Rest you leave on your boss.”

Then I changed back to my office formals and went to office where boss is waiting for me…………..

At TMZ internationals Office

I reached at office in morning only. My driver drops me at office. 10 AM time in clock and everyone was already gone inside.

At reception girl said “Hello Ma’am Sir is waiting for you at their cabin.”

I said “Ok thanks.”

And I went to lift and reach 30th floor of office. Lift open and I step outside lift. I saw Mr. Mishra’s cabin. My heart beating was very fast. I slowly move towards cabin. I saw two people came out from cabin. They saw me and said “Good morning Ma’am.”

I reply it back and then finally knock the cabin door. From inside Boss saw it that I was on door he said come Inside Miss Punita. I entered cabin and saw boss sitting on chair. He staring at me and I bow my head down looking at floor.

Boss said “Please sit Miss Punita.”

I said “It’s Ok sir.”

Boss stands up and came to me and said “were you enjoyed last night miss Punita?”

I said “Sir I am very sorry about my behaviour and also sorry for my lie.”

Boss said “Please don’t be sorry.”

I sit on knees and hold my boss’s legs and said “Please Sir don’t give me to police. My whole life will destroy and if my parents know then they will die due to shame.”

Boss said “So miss Punita I mean Mr. Punit; why you lie to company and get that job which only reserved for girls only?”

I was told my Boss everything and told him that due to lack of job opportunities for male candidates and for money I join that company as girl.

MY BOSS said “Well on first day of interview itself I recognized you that you are not girl and the way you behaving or acting like girl I immediately understands that you are not girl but doing acting of girl and then your friend Radhika also confirms when we pressurized her.”

I said “If you recognized me that day then why take me in your company and why not throw out me that day.”

Boss said “Well very simple reason that on first day when I saw you on TV and on CCTV you like me very much. I was impressed by your beauty and that force me to take you in my company. Last party also I wanted to touch you and you ran away from that party that gives me very much anger so to take revenge I fucked you last night. I know that you are not girl and I don’t mind fucking such a beautiful girl who has Penis. I fucked many shemale all around the world and I enjoyed it both girls as well as shemale. I treat you as girl and not shemale last night. I cover your penis and fucked in your ass like I fucked many girls ass.”

I asked him “So what next for me? I am on my job or not?”

Boss said “There is no job for fraud people but if you want job back then you have to get married with me”

I was shocked when I heard marriage with Boss. I told them that I am guy and not girl.

Boss said “I will treat you as my wife always and we will remove that Penis so that you will get beautiful vagina.”

I said “Sir please don’t destroy my life.”

Boss said “if you disagree then I will call police and handover you to them. Make decision now.”

After long thinking I decided to get married with my boss Mr. Mishra.

I told my decision to them.

Boss said “Nice. You take good decision so give me kiss.”

I said “sorry sir everything after wedding.”

Boss said last night we had honeymoon and you still stop me for kiss. Boss came to me and kissed me so hard. He sucks my tongue and makes me restless. His kiss was so passionate. I feel like I was in heaven. That was my first kiss of life and that of as girl. Then boss leaves me and said go and do your job and I will announce our wedding soon till then do your work I said ok and went for work. I came home and tell everything to Kavita. Kavita knows that my boss will ask something huge. Kavita asked me how you will manage all this. Your family didn’t know that you live as a girl full time and doing job in company. And if they will knows this that being a guy you will get married to another guy then what they feel.

I said “Yeah I too worry about the same. Next month my family will coming here to meet me. I tried very hard to stop them but all in vein. They all miss me and wanted to meet me at any cost. So I don’t have any choice left but to tell them the truth that I worked as girl in company.”

1 week later.

I and Kavita were working in kitchen in morning and our door bell rang. Kavita opens door and saw my whole family was standing there. My mom dad brother and sister were standing there.

Kavita said “You all came to meet Nita right?”

My mom said “Do we came to meet my son Punit.”

Kavita’s tongue in cheek she said “Yeah I am sorry please come inside.”

And all enter inside house. My dad said nice house. By the way who are you?

Kavita said “My name Is Kavita. I am Punit’s best friend. I live here with him.”

My mom said “Means my son and you both sleep together. Where is my son?”

And angrily my mom searching for me in entire house. Kavita was trying to calm down my mom but my mom was not in any mood to listen to Kavita and then finally my mom came inside kitchen where I was working. Then my mom saw another very gorgeous beautiful girl working in kitchen. I saw my mom and mom saw me.

My mom said “Punit is that you?”

I said in girly voice “Yes mom it’s me Punit.”

My mom was stunned to see me as girl. She came to me and check my body my hair my face and asked “Why you live as girl?”

I said “For job mom. Here only girls gets good job and high salary so I decided to be girl and do job for earning more money.”

My mom cried and hugged me and said “You sacrifice your own identity for us. We are proud of you my son.”

I also started crying with my mom.

I asked my mom “till now No one recognized me then how you recognized me?” Mom said “I am your mother and any mother easily recognized her own child.”

Kavita said “Thanks aunty for understanding Punita.”

Mom said “Punita a nice name and you also looked very gorgeous as girl. I always wish that I have one daughter like you and see you fulfill my wish.”

I said “I already have sister mom.”

Mom said “She is very little. I want grown up daughter like you.”

I again hugged and cried. My dad sister and brother also came into kitchen. They saw me. No one recognized me. Then my mom told them that I am their son and brother. They all shocked. Then my mother convinced them all.

My dad said “So you become Punita in this city and do job in company.”

I said “Yeah Papa. Without changing identity no company was giving me job.”

Dad asked “So what next? When you change back to guy again.”

I said “Don’t know dad. I am completely now transformed into girl. You can see me. My hairs my body, my voice, my habits, everything changes into girl so if I tried to be guy again then it will not possible for me.”

Dad said “Are you mad? Who will marry with you? How you will spend rest of your life.”

I said “I want to tell you one thing dad and mom that my Boss proposes me and they wanted to marry me the way I am.”

Mom said “means you will marry with another man?”

I said “Look at me mom from which angle I looked like guy now. I am totally transformed into girl. Only thing I have is my genitals and my boss said that my genital will removed and make me complete girl in future so after marriage I will be complete woman marries with perfect man.”

Dad said “Means you will live as normal girl for rest of your life.”

I said “Yes dad I am happy to be girl and my boss is very rich man so after marriage we all become very rich.”

My sister and brother listening to all this.

My sister said “Bhaiya then mom stops her and told her to call me Didi.”

Then my sister said “Didi you are looking very beautiful and I like you so much and live as girl only.”

My brother said “Didi I love you so much. I know that after your marriage you will not be able to play cricket with me but I am happy for you.”

I was cried again by listening those nice lines from my little brother and sister. Kavita was also very happy for my wedding with my boss. I never looked at my Boss that way because still inside I was man and getting attracted to girls only but after Boss’s ultimatum I have to see him as my future husband.

2 weeks later

In office by taking press conference Mr. Mishra announced the wedding of Him and me. Wedding venue was in Goa and wedding date was 12-13-14 at 12:13:14 PM. All congratulates Mr. Mishra. They also asked few questions how they fall in love with their employee and how was all started. But Mr. Mishra refused to give any details and told them to present on Venue of coverage. During announcement I was not part of it. I was send to 1 week official leave from office. Then Mr. Mishra called me and told me the wedding date. I was feeling happy as well as nervous. I told my family and Kavita wedding date and destination. My parents want to meet the future Son in law of them.

I said “I take appointment so that we meet with Sir.”

Mom said “he is our Son in law and we not need any appointment to meet him.”

I was trying to induce them but no chance they were not agree with me and decided to meet with Boss in that day itself. Then I took both mom and dad to office. I was wearing pink salwar suit. I asked receptionist whether boss was in cabin or not.

Receptionist girl greets me and said “Congratulation Punita ma’am for your wedding with Boss.”

I said “Thank you.” She told me that boss is in cabin.

Then I took lift and went to 30th floor of TMZ internationals building. My parents were very happy that they get such a rich and famous Son in law. We reach at his cabin. Boss already saw in CCTV that I am waiting outside with my parents. I knocked the door.

Boss said “Come inside.” I saw Boss was sitting on chair and I said “Sir my parents wanted to meet you that’s why I am here.”

Boss sits up from chair and touches my parent’s feet. I found that gesture very sweet. They give him blessings.

Boss said “Your daughter is very lucky. Her get chance to marry with me.”

Mom said “Beta you know everything. He is my son and not daughter but you are willing to marry with him that’s very nice for us.”

Boss said “Please aunty doesn’t call her son. She is beautiful girl and not guy. So don’t refer her as guy. And I like her from the day when I saw her first time.”

Dad said “beta thanks for everything. After marriage live happily after that’s only my wish.” Sir said “yeah same wish of mine too.”

Then Boss called some snacks for eats. Then after eating Boss needs to go to some meeting so he leaves office and then we also came back home. Only 1 week left for wedding. From our side only our family Kavita Radhika and some of my friends present for wedding. My boss makes all arraignments of wedding so our job was only to come to Goa and attend wedding. My boss decided to do Christian style wedding. We don’t have any choice but to agree to each and every demands of Boss. We reached at Goa by flight. Boss already booked full resort for wedding. Taxi brings us from airport to resort. There are many guests already registered their presence at resort. Boss’s PA attends us and told us our suite rooms. We went to our suites. It was huge like big house. My wedding gown was already kept there with diamond necklace and diamond earrings and diamond bracelet and diamond anklet and diamond wedding ring. My parents were happy to see all these diamond things.

Radhika said “Wow dear lucky you to get such expensive gifts.”

Kavita said “yeah lucky girl.”

Where was I? In a bridal suite and doing what, preparing for my “marriage”, which was to take place in a few hours. I was extremely nervous, and my mother, aunts and sisters didn’t help as they kept fussing around the hotel suite getting my makeup and hair done. My Red Silk Lehenga lay neatly, ready on the bed. I was sitting at the vanity and trying to keep my pouting bottom lip from shaking as I wondered how I had come to this.

Was I a “happy to become a dulhan”? YES! It had been my dream. But why was I afraid then. You see, I’m a sissy. I’m a young man who has demonstrated the urge to become a woman because I consider I am unfit to marry and reproduce, and am also  unfit to bear “full responsibility” for my life decisions; which makes me available to be sold into marriage to a strong male of suitable character”.

I wasn’t going to cry again. My mother fastened some huge Gold and Diamond earrings to my ears, the fifth pair in the last hour, and fussed over me. She wanted to make sure that it was really heavy and big enough to kiss my neck when I moved. I had long found that she always wanted a daughter and now was about to have one, if only for a little while.

“What’s the matter Beti? Are you still nervous about being a dulhan?” She cooed.

“Haan Maa, I’m a bit nervous to give up my life as guy!” I cried out.

“What’s the matter?” Said one of my aunts to my mother.

“She’s nervous, isn’t it cute?” She replied.

“No Mom, it’s not ‘cute’!” I interrupted them. “In a few hours I’m going to be given in marriage away to a man! Doesn’t that bother you? I was a guy before and now I started growing these… these…” I reached down to my salwar and motioned to my budding breasts.

“Oh, Beti…” She murmured, fussing with my curls and bangs. “You may have been a ‘guy’ but you were never really a man, were you?”

“Yes, I was! I had a girlfriend and everything. Kiran was going to marry me…”

“Kiran is a fine girl! She was never going to marry you!”

She argued. “She was a petite and beautiful young woman who deserved a strong young man to give her mother grandchildren! You were never going to be able to do that with your… your… well, your endowment.”

The tears began again. “Oh! Maa, we were in love! Sure, she wasn’t terribly happy with my… performance… but we loved being together! Why did she have to tell you all about it?”

“Now, honey, you’re ruining your makeup. Look, your mascara is running. If Kiran hadn’t confided in me, then you would have gotten married and she would have eventually begun cheating on you for her satisfaction. Now, don’t give me that look, you know women have needs.

“I’m… I’m not a girl… I don’t care what they do to me…” I cried softly thinking of what the doctors at the Institute for Gender Reassignment had told me what the future would hold for me.

“Now, dear, you ARE a girl. Your new hubby, Rajesh will see to that. Your therapy is coming along fine. They say you’ll be a D cup within a year to eighteen months. The… rest… will take place within two years. I may even have grandchildren before I’m too old to care for them…” She laughed.

Aunt Kavita and Aunt Radhika both laughed happily, agreeing.

“I… I don’t even like him… he scares me.” I admitted, looking in the mirror again.

“Of course you’re scared, honey. He’s a real, strong man, with a real, big cock between his legs. He’s not like the other young men of your generation; he’s got a real set of balls. He’s very successful as a businessman I’m told, though he’s also a little ‘aggressive’ I’ve heard.”

“Yes, I’ve heard that too.” Said my Aunt Kavita.

My mother continued. “He’s an aggressive, confident man. He’ll make a wonderful husband. His selection of a sissy dulhan was a brilliant move. You’ll make a very successful wife to him because you’re naturally submissive, which I can tell he likes. He’s a ‘conqueror’, Punit Srivastava. You were never so confident.”

I began to realize where I’d failed…

“He’s also seen your projected looks and figure after your reassignment is complete, and he’s very excited to have you in his home, as well as his bed.”

“You’ve had the oral training, haven’t you?” Asked aunt

Radhika. “Perhaps he’s scared about his wedding night?”

“Yes,” Said my mother. “He… or should I say ‘she’ has been trained as a cocksucker, though only on prosthetics. The doctors said she was a ‘natural’. She’ll be on her knees tonight.” She smiled proudly.

I blushed deeply, looking down at my thin, soft legs.

Aunt Radhika came in with a large, colourful brochure from the Institute. “Here, they handed me this to give to you after your latest visit. It’s to help with your wedding night. It will help alleviate some of those ‘jitters’.” She giggled.

The title read: Dulhan jiske lehengey mein chupa hai LUND: KYA HOGA AAJ KI RAAT

Wedding Night in Ten Easy Steps

I took the brochure and put it on the vanity in front of me. Mother had finished fixing my makeup, and kissed me on the cheek.

“Read up. It may help.”

I just pouted at her.

“Oh, and before I forget, Kiran said she could make it today.”

“What!” I stammered. “She’s… she’s going to be here?”

“Yes, she wanted to show you her new engagement ring, but I told her that you would see her at the reception this evening.”

“I… but…” I began my lipstick mouth agape.

“We’ll leave you alone for a little while, honey.” She winked, and left.

I turned back to the vanity, looking at my face, framed by curls and pouting in the light. My bottom lip began shaking again.

“…engaged…” I thought.

Probably to that asshole Suraj who used to beat me up in school. He certainly fit the bill as a “virile male” under the new law. He probably had a license for a dozen kids. I remembered him swaggering in the locker room, his thick prick swinging back and forth between his legs. He used to flirt and paw at Kiran in the hallways at school. I never had the nerve to stand up to him. I guess he’d been catching up to her over the last several months.

I picked up the brochure and opened it to the first page, it read and I went on to read it whole, scanning illustrations and feeling my feminity growing.

I put down the brochure with trembling hands. My thoughts were wild and panicked! There was no way I could have done something like that to Kiran! Did “real men” actually do things like that… How was it even possible? Could I have been fooling myself all of my life… My heart beat furiously in my chest. My legs trembled thinking of Rajesh’s powerful arms and chest. Thinking that my tits would get bigger the more he fucked me! The wedding was barely an hour away.

I reached for the purse Aunt Kavita had given me as a gift. My manicured hands nervously undid the snap and opened it. I felt myself growing faint and sat down on the bed before I collapsed. She had seen fit to put some sanitary napkins in the purse for me. How considerate. My mother and aunts were returning to help me into the dress.

“Time to get you ready, Punita!” She exclaimed.

“Time to get you ready, Punita!” I heard my mother exclaim as she returned with my aunts. “Let’s begin turning our sweet little girl into a beautiful fairy tale princess for her wedding day.”

Lying on the bed, still somewhat dazed after reading the brochure, I began shaking my head. “No, please mother. I can’t do this! I’m not a girl, I’m a guy. Please, PLEASE don’t make me do this mother, Pleeease!” I began to sob.

“Now, now. We’ll have none of that young lady. I don’t want to have to re-do your makeup again; we’ve less than an hour until the ceremony begins. You don’t want to keep Rajesh waiting at the pandal, do you?” mother said.

Then smiling down at me, she reached out her hand. “Come, you’ll feel much better once we get you into your beautiful heavy silk lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick.”

They all grabbed me and helped me up. I stood timorously on my high-heels, still not used to the feel of them. Looking up, my eyes caught an image in the mirror across the room. There stood a pretty young woman all turned out in the most feminine lacy bridal lingerie you could find. From the strappy white high heels on her dainty feet, to the sheer white patterned stockings, the shimmery satin and lace salwar kameez, all the way to the white satin ribbon holding her long black hair. She was beautiful – and sexy. And she was me!

I stared at “her” face; no longer able to see any trace of the boy I was just a few weeks earlier. Her eyes, once brown were now blue thanks to contact lenses. They were sultry, smouldering – we used to call them “Bedroom” eyes – framed by a soft coat of eyeliner, lashes lengthened and curled, eyebrows tweezed into a thin, feminine arch. Her complexion was smooth and clear – no stubble, thanks to those “vitamins” and shots I’ve been taking. But “her” lips are what fascinated me the most. They were glossy red, shaped into a perfect cupids bow. Cute and kissable. The only thing was, men would want to kiss them – kiss me!

My once long brown hair had been dyed black and styled into a cute bridal up do with little curls falling around my face and bangs over my forehead. The thin, lacy white satin ribbon added a particularly feminine touch. Mother decided that it would be left in after my ghunghat was arranged.

“Punita? Punita?” It was my mother. “Punita, sweetie is you there?”

My attention diverted from the mirror back to my mother. “Punita, listen now. I almost forgot to tell you.”

She said as a big smile emerged on her face. “Your new marriage Certificate arrived this morning, and its official! You are no longer Mr. Punit Srivastava. You are now Mrs. Punita Rajesh Mishra! Isn’t that lovely? Now, I was talking to your future husband Rajesh, and he said that he prefers to call you ‘Punita’. He said.

‘Punita’ sounded too much like your old ‘boy’ name and that Punita is more appropriate for a pretty girl like you, don’t you agree dear?”

I just nodded blankly at her. “I suppose ‘Punita’ would be alright, mother.” I replied sadly. After all, what could I do about it anyway?

I was led to the other side of the room where my two aunts were waiting to help me into my petticoats. Earlier, they had laced me tightly into a satin bridal panty. It was full of lace trim and little pink bows and garters to hold up my stockings. It lifted my small developing breasts to create cleavage like that of a B-cup. My aunts seemed to take great delight in tightening the laces as I held onto the bedpost. Each aunt took turns trying to see how small they could make my waist. Neither was satisfied until I was down to 22 inches! Now they seem to be taking just as much delight in dressing me in a heavy silk lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick, like some doll that they never had as kids.

“OK, Punita dear. First, you’ll have to slip off your salwar kurti.” I reached over and slipped the thin spaghetti straps off my shoulders and let it fall into a mound of satin at my feet. I stood there in my white bras and panties, awaiting my next command. All the while trembling and whispering softly, “Please don’t do this to me, please! I don’t want to be a dulhan; I don’t want to marry a man. I’m a boy! I’m not a girl!”

Not seeming to hear or pay any attention, my aunts persisted “Now hold your arms up dear, while we lift the petticoat and drop it over your head.” I obeyed and with a loud rustling swish, I felt the it slither down my body, coming to rest on my now augmented hips as my aunt Kavita tied it tightly behind me. The slip came to just above the floor and poofed out around me in a huge display of ruffles.

Looking in the mirror again, I saw the dulhan-to-be in her petticoats, and tears began to well up again. Not tears of joy, but of humiliation and fear. “How had this happened?” I thought. “Look, Kavita.” my mother said to my aunt. “She’s so happy she’s tearing up.” Turning to me, she dabbed my eyes with a lace hanky. “There there sweetie, I know you can’t wait to be in the strong arms of your new husband. It’ll only be a little while longer, dear.” she reassured me.

“But mother, you don’t understand!” I pleaded again, stomping my foot like a petulant child, “I don’t want to be married to a man. I don’t want to be the dulhan! Please don’t make me be someone’s wife; I’m a guy, not a girl!”

“Now Punita!” she looked at me sternly.

“We have been over and over this. You ARE a girl, soon to be a woman and hopefully the mother of my grandchildren. The sooner you come to terms with that, the better you’ll be!” Smiling again, she took me by the hand.

“Come, the time has arrived. Time for you to get into your lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick!” She went to the bed and picked the heavy thing to expose the – heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick.

Actually she lay the lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick and ghunghat and laid them out on the bed. Looking down and smiling at them, mother let out a big sigh. “I can’t believe this day is finally here! My little girl is going to be a blushing dulhan! And what a beautiful lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick she’s going to be wearing, too!” Turning to her sisters she said, “Don’t you think so Kavita? Radhika?”

“Oh, Yes.” they exclaimed, “It’s quite beautiful. Our niece is going to look absolutely ravishing in her lehenga, the match of her maroon lipstick.”

I just stood there trembling, staring at the huge confection of satin, beads and lace. In a few moments I was going to be wearing it and walking down the aisle.

“Are you ready, Punita?” mother asked. “Yes mother,” I replied, looking down at my ruffled petticoats. “I suppose so.”

Each one got on a different side of the lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick and carefully lift it off the bed. Lifting it and spreading the large voluminous skirt, they instructed me to kneel down slightly and lift my arms while they slipped it over me. Easing it down, they spread the skirts over the petticoats, fluffing them to give them more volume. I just stood and watched in disbelief as my transformation into a blushing dulhan was nearly complete.

“OK, sweetie,” mother said. Now slip your arms carefully into the sleeves and I’ll help you in and tie this backless silk choli.

I did as instructed, pulling the large pouf sleeves over my shoulders.

“That’s a girl!” she said. “Now, I realize that your bras and panties are holding you in quite well, but just for safety, I want you to inhale slightly while I tie the stirrings at the back up.”

I took a breath and in one motion, I was tied into my heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick. My aunts continued to fuss over the hemline while my mother did up the choli that rested on the small of my back. The lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick was surprisingly heavy, but beautiful none the less. It was a traditional, full length ball lehenga made of pure silk that seemed to shimmer in the light. The form-fitting bra and panty were covered in lace, beads and faux pearls with a scalloped sweetheart neckline. The princess seams in the torso caused it to hug my slim body and waist like a second skin. The sleeves were short. They hugged my elbows, ending in large satin poufs around my shoulders, each adorned with a satin bow. The lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick’s skirt flowed out around the petticoat in a spectacular display of satin and lace edging. The train was cathedral length and when spread out featured a large, heart-shaped lace edged opening.

This lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick was truly a dulhan’s dream. But not mine. I was torn. Totally humiliated at the situation I found myself in. But what could I do. I was the dulhan about to be given to a groom. Left by myself for a moment, I began absentmindedly fondling the satin material of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick. My dainty manicured fingers gently fluffing and swishing the skirts around. I began feeling dizzy and my little coquette – or sissy-clit as my mom refers to it – began to stir in my satin panties. Could it be? Was I beginning to enjoy this feeling? I could even feel my ass lubricating again, as if it were getting itself ready for something. Why was this happening? My little spell was broken when my mother came up and caught my attention again.

“Now Punita, before we arrange your ghunghat, we have a few things to give to you.” she smiled. “You know, the traditional things a dulhan needs on her wedding day – something old, something new, something borrowed and something blue.” she sang.

“First, the old.” She opened a jewellery box to reveal a huge gold necklace and pendant with a matching set of gold and diamond earrings and a heavy nathini with chain and mangtika, putting each upon me to complete my face.

“These were mine when I married your father – that good-for-nothing bum. I’m glad he left.” she murmured.

Then smiling again, she continued. “Anyway, I want you to wear them today.”

And with that she handed me the earrings and nathini to put in while she went behind me and fastened the necklace around my neck. I could tell she was doing everything she could to make me feel as girly and feminine as a dulhan could feel on her wedding day.

“Now, the something new of course, is your beautiful heavy silk lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick. So that’s covered.”

She continued. “Something borrowed is this.” And she produced a payal.

I recognized it as the one I bought for Kiran while we were dating. “Yes, that’s right sweetheart, Kiran wanted you to wear this today. But she’ll want it back later, I’m sure.”

The women helped me to sit and lift the skirt and slips of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick while my aunt Radhika attached the payals to my ankles. “Now keep those skirts up darling, we have one more item for you – the sandals.”

I took the sandals and slipped it up my feet. I then re-arranged my skirts back down my legs and stood up looking at the three women executing my sentence.

“Now for your ghunghat, princess.” my mother announced.

“And you will truly look like a princess with this.” as she showed me the ghunghat. It was long and sheer with lace edgings, but the crowning glory was the dainty diamond studded borders that it attached to!

“Oh my!” I gasped.

“Lovely, isn’t it Punita, dear?” she asked.

“No!” I thought to myself, it’s hideous! But what I actually heard startled me. I answered her “Oh yes, mother! It’s divine!” Where did THAT come from I wondered?

She slipped the edges of the border around my curly updo and attached it with two bobby pins while aunt Kavita arranged the ghunghat behind me, fluffing it and making sure it flowed all the way down my back.

“There, now our fairy princess is ready to look at herself in the mirror. Close your eyes, Punita dear.” my mother said.

I did so and lifted the front of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick as I was led around the room to the mirror. The loud rustling of my petticoats echoed in my ears. “OK, sweetie. Let go of your dress and open your eyes now.”

When I did, I almost fainted. There in the mirror was a beautiful young dulhan, dressed in the most resplendent heavy silk lehenga, the match of a maroon lipstick you can imagine. She was truly a vision. I couldn’t believe it was me in all that satin finery. When I turned, she turned, when I moved my hand, she moved her hand.

“Oh my!” I thought, it really was me!

So, thorough was my transformation that there was now no trace at all of the young man I once was. I was now a beautiful young girl, a virginal dulhan about to be given to a strong man in matrimony. I gasped at the thought, holding my red manicured fingers to my lips; my eyes began to well up with tears again.

I gazed through the mirror at each of the three women standing behind me. They were all smiling proudly – satisfied that their little “project” was a success.

“Now Punita,” my mother said.

“I know those are tears of joy, but please try to control you. You’ll ruin your makeup, sweetie.” Then looking at her watch she gasped.

“Oh my. Look at the time, ladies.” she exclaimed. “The bridal party is probably gathering in the vestibule, we need to take our places!”

Then turning to me, she gave me a light kiss on the cheek and said, “Well, this is it honey! Your big moment! I know you and Rajesh will make a great couple and that you will make him a wonderful wife. By the way, I packed your trousseau with all the sexy lingerie and outfits you’ll need for your honeymoon and sent it ahead to your hotel. I’m sure you’ll swoon over the items I picked out for you. And I KNOW Rajesh will be driven wild with lust when he feasts his eyes on you in your sexy lingerie!” she smiled.

“Now be sure to use that sexy feminine voice you were trained with when you say your vows and be sure to say “I do” with enthusiasm, dear. Nice and loud so we can all hear, OK?” she looked up at my downcast face and smiled. “OK, dear?” She said again.

“Yes, mother.” I quietly replied.

“Good”. She then reached above and behind me and lowered the blusher over my face. Everything had an almost surrealistic white hue to it as I gazed through the sheer ghunghat. “So this is what it’s like.” I thought.

Mother then handed me my bridal bouquet. It was an arrangement of orchids and baby’s breath with a spritz of heather thrown in. Two long white satin ribbons hung down from the bouquet. Its fragrance mixed with my own perfume and sent my nose into overload.

They then led me out and down the long corridor to the pandal. I could hear the faint sound of the prelude music playing Babul ki duaayein leti jaa. But there was no real joy here. Only fear and humiliation. I could feel the heavy satin material of the lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick hugging my slim torso as we walked. The clicking of my high heels on the wooden floor echoed in my ears. The sounds and feelings of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick rustling and caressing my smooth legs reinforced the image in my mind of what I am now. A girl. A dulhan. Soon to become a woman.

“Oh dear!” I thought.

I stumbled slightly at the thought of my wedding night. I clutched my mother’s arm for support. She paused.

“All right, dear?” she asked.

I just looked at her, swallowed and nodded, and we continued. My mind continued to wander to all the images and descriptions that the brochure had. Me, under a man. Being taken like a woman. Being fucked hard with my legs either up in the air or my body bent over a chair. Being filled up with another man’s cock and impregnated with his warm seed. I wondered how it would be. I began to get dizzy again.

“I can’t do this!” I screamed in my brain.

“I’m not a girl, I’m a guy! Won’t anyone please listen?”

We turned a corner and arrived at one end of the vestibule. Mother went behind me and I felt her tugging gently at the large satin bow resting on my behind as she undid the bustle and let the train of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick fall loose.

After spreading and fluffing it a little, she said “Now dear, be careful how you walk, your train is quite long.”

I just stood there staring at the garland in my hands. “Yes, mother.” I replied.

Part 3, the Ceremony

Mother told me to wait there as she went to greet the guests. I looked further to see all the guests. Relatives I hadn’t seen in years had come to wish me well. I wondered if they would even recognize me. I saw several bridesmaids talking and giggling. I recognized them as girls from my neighbourhood – Mandeep and Anita, Tina and – OH MY GOD! KIRAN!! Kiran was one of my bridesmaids! No wait. Her lehenga was similar but slightly different from the others. Oh no! That meant that she was my maid of honour!

She turned and glanced at me. Her face broke out into a huge smile. She gestured to the others to wait there as she grabbed the hem of her lehenga. I just stood there in my total humiliation.

“Punita! Punita, dear!” she exclaimed as she got closer. Taking my hand she kissed my cheek through the ghunghat and smiled. “Punita, you look absolutely stunning!” she said as she backed up a bit to look me over in my heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick. “What a simply beautiful heavy silk lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick, sweetness!” she continued. Then, looking closer at my face, she exclaimed, “Your eyes! They’re blue! Sooo pretty! And what lovely black hair too!” she gushed as her fingers played with my curls. “Ohhhh, and a pretty borders for a pretty princess. You’re quite a dish, Punita.” she chuckled. Then looking at my chest she exclaimed, “Ohhhh, what cute little titties, dear. Are they real?” I nodded shyly and whispered “Yes, Kiran.”

“And would you look at that tiny little waist! Wow!” she said as she ran her hands along my slim satin covered sides to just below my breasts. “My, but Rajesh will love wrapping his strong hands around that while he pounds your cute little bottom, dearie.” she smiled. I was shocked to hear that. “Aww, but look. Sweet little Punita is scared.

Don’t worry princess, I’m sure he’ll be gentle with you.”

She paused a moment, then continued. “How does it feel, Punita? Hmm? I mean, how does it feel to be the dulhan? To be turned out and prettied up in the most feminine of lehenga, the match of your maroon lipsticks a girl could wear? Are you enjoying it? Are you turned on? Come on, you can tell me. After all, it’s just us ‘girls’ here.” she snickered. “You know, it never would have worked between us. I mean, what with you and your ‘small endowment’, and always reading those queer stories on that web site. This is truly for the best. I mean, you do make a beautiful dulhan and a lovely girl too! Rajesh will be very happy and I just KNOW that you’ll do your part to keep him satisfied, dearie. I hear that he is huge and well hung, too. I hope you’re ready for him, princess.” she taunted.

“Kiran!” I said, looking at her with pleading eyes. “Please help me! Take me away from here, now?!? Let’s run off somewhere together. This isn’t what I wanted.”

“Oh, but I thought this IS what you wanted, sweetie! To be dressed as a pretty girl, just like in those stories you read. To be turned out in the most feminine clothing. To wear makeup and do your hair in sexy feminine styles. To be hit on by men, and maybe even bed one, hmm? Feel his long, hard cock penetrating your very being, splitting you in two, thrusting in and out of you as little by little you begin to become the woman you’ve only dreamed of? To be filled with his sperm and even bear his children? Isn’t that what you wanted, PUNITA!?!”

“Well, thanks to the new Virility Law, we are able to find you your perfect place – beside a strong, virile man as his WIFE! And what a perfect way to send you off into your new life. A wedding! With you, not just dressed as any girl. No, but a beautiful, feminine, virginally white blushing dulhan for the entire world to see! You should be happy, all turned out in the most feminine of bridal lingerie and heavy silk lehenga, the match of your maroon lipsticks.” She paused for a moment, and then continued.

“And exactly what do you mean, ‘take you away’?” she continued. “To where? To do what? I’m not a lesbian, you know. Besides, I’m engaged to be married, see?” and she flashed me her ring. It had to be at least 2 carats. “I wanted to show you this. Suraj proposed to me just last week.” Then, getting back to her taunting subject, she continued. “Listen sweetheart, you better get used to being a girl because after tonight, that’s exactly what you’ll be – forever!”

“Oh and one more thing, that ankle bracelet I loaned you? Well you can keep it, dear. And when Rajesh has you on your back with your pretty smooth legs up in the air, plunging his manhood deep into you, at the moment he cums inside of you and impregnates you with his seed – at that very moment – I want you to open your eyes wide and see that bracelet around your ankle and think of me as his warm spunk fills your little tummy. OK, princess?” I was dumbstruck.

Suddenly her demeanour changed as she smiled and waved over to the other dulhan’s maids. “Girls! Come and say hi to Punita!” Mandeep, Anita and Tina all came scurrying over and began squealing and fussing with my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick. “And guess what, girls?” Kiran perked up. “My newest best friend Punita here has agreed to be my Matron of Honor when I marry Nick! Isn’t that marvellous?” I just stared at them, my lipstick mouth open. Kiran lifted my ghunghat and they each kissed me on the cheek. The music then changed from the prelude music to the processional, something by Patch label. That was the signal for the bridal party to line up at the door to the pandal.

“This is it, Punita!” Kiran said as she fluffed my ghunghat over my face. “Your moment! Oh, and don’t worry about your train. As your Maid of Honor, it’s my job to make sure it’s all fluffed and pretty for the pictures. Let’s go.” I lifted my skirt and petticoat as I was led to the end of the line. On cue, the bridesmaids began to proceed down the aisle, each one greeted by a groomsman as they entered and escorted to the front of the pandal. My jitters grew stronger as each one left and I knew my turn was quickly approaching. Kiran looked at me and knew immediately what was happening.

“It’s ok Punita,” Kiran whispered. “Every dulhan gets the jitters on her wedding day. It’s perfectly natural.” I smiled faintly and nodded. Her turn to walk down the aisle came. “Well, here we go!” she smiled at me.

After she reached the front, the music stopped. Then the familiar strains of the Wedding March began and it was my turn to go. I began tentatively, trying to remember how it was they taught me to walk – in those halting steps that every dulhan uses. I clutched my bouquet firmly in front of me as I began my walk down the aisle. My lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick billowed and swayed in front of me with each halting step as the petticoat I wore rustled loudly in my ear, almost drowning out the organ music.

All my senses were in overdrive. I could feel the long cathedral train pulling gently at the small of my back. I felt the garters of my panty tugging on the lacy tops of my smooth skin as I tottered on my high heels. The feel of my satin panties sliding against the smooth petticoat. My little clittie was strained inside my panties and my derriere was beginning to lubricate again.

“Why does it keep doing that?” I wondered.

Looking down, I noticed my new breasts rising and falling, lifted and supported by my constricting bridal panty. If my breathing was laboured before, it’s almost rapid fire now.

I barely noticed the flashes as the photographer snapped off one picture after another.

“My humiliation will be well documented,” I thought.

“How did I let this happen? Could I have been a better boyfriend to Kiran and son to my mother? I always thought that one day I’d be married, but as the groom, not the dulhan! Now here I am, all dressed in bridal lingerie, a white satin and lace lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick, borders and ghunghat, walking down the aisle to be wed to a man! Oh dear, how could this be!” I thought. “And my bottom is still lubricating. Why!”

As I walked, I tried to smile for our guests – and the cameras – to project an image of the happy, blushing dulhan for all to see. I glanced from side to side through the sheer gossamer of my ghunghat. Everyone was standing and turned to look at me as I passed. Me – the Dulhan!

The women were mostly smiling, exchanging hushed comments like, “So beautiful!”

“What a gorgeous lehenga, the match of her maroon lipstick!” and “She’s positively radiant!” The men on the other hand either shook their heads or looked away, disbelieving that this beautiful girl – this Dulhan, was once a young man.

Focusing my attention towards the front, I saw the bridal party gathered at the pandal, facing me and smiling as I approached. Kiran and the other Bridesmaids were on the left, the Groomsmen on the right. And there HE was, directly ahead. The Groom, my Husband-to-be, Rajesh. He smiled broadly as he watched his dulhan – me – walk towards him and their new lives together. I was scared to death! He was so tall and strong. Even as a man, I would never measure up. But he thought I was perfect as a woman – HIS woman!

“Oh my! This is too much!” I thought.

Looking up again I saw another sight that shocked me. The Best Man! It’s – no, it couldn’t be! It was Suraj! That meant that he was Kiran’s escort as well. My spirit finally broke. “It was all set up,” I thought.

“It’s now complete. Kiran’s future husband standing up for my future husband. It was all a grand plan.” I concluded.

But now I was trapped. I had nowhere else to go. I was to be Rajesh’s wife – Mrs. Rajesh Mishra

Snapping back to reality, I found myself only feet from the pandal. Stepping up, I turned to my left and handed my bouquet to Kiran. Then turning to face my future husband, I took his hands in mine. “How did I know these movements?” I wondered. Looking up at him through my ghunghat, I smiled. “Why?” I thought. I felt some gentle tugging behind me as Tiffany and Annette arranged my train into a large display of satin and lace cascading over the pandal steps and down the aisle. I smiled again. “I was truly a beautiful dulhan.” I thought. “What?!?”

It was becoming clear to me. All these “vitamins” and shots I’ve been getting. And the soft music that mother insisted I listened to while going to sleep. I was being conditioned. Re-programmed to act as a girl despite what I was thinking in my mind! It was all part of the plan. My male mind would scream NO! But my newly placed feminine side would answer YES! That might also explain the constant state of lubrication that my rear was in. But for what? “Oohh!” I thought as it finally hit me.

The preacher was speaking, but I wasn’t paying much attention. I was too busy staring dreamily through my ghunghat into my new husbands eyes. “Wow, what a hunk I’ve landed.” I thought [What?!?] “I can’t wait to feel his hot cock thrusting inside of me.” [What?!?]

“Do you, Punita Srivastava take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

I heard myself speak in my new feminine voice, “I do.”

[No, I Don’t!!]

Do you promise to love him, honour him, and cherish him? In good times and bad, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all other men, so long as you both shall live?” “Yes, I do.” I beamed. [NO! I Don’t!! Can’t anyone hear me?!?]

Then, turning to my groom, the preacher continued: Do you, Rajesh Mishra take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?

“I do.” he said.[No you don’t! I’m a man not a girl! I can’t marry you! I screamed in my head.] Do you promise to love her, honour her, and cherish her? In good times and bad, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, forsaking all other women, so long as you both shall live?”

“Yes, I do.” he repeated. [Oh my gosh! It really IS happening, I’m really marrying him!]

“Now Rajesh, take this ring, and gently slip it on the third finger of your dulhan’s left hand, and repeat after me: “With this ring, do I thee wed.”

Rajesh looked deeply into my eyes and repeated, “With this ring, do I thee wed.”

I watched as Rajesh slipped the ring onto my finger and settled it next to my diamond solitaire engagement ring. [No, no – please don’t do this]

Turning to me, the preacher instructed: “Punita, take this ring and slip it onto the third finger of your groom’s left hand and repeat after me: ‘With this ring do I thee wed.'” I looked deeply into my husband’s eyes, almost fainting from all the anxiety of the situation. I didn’t want to, but somehow in my soft feminine voice, I repeated the preacher’s words;

“With this ring, do I thee wed.” and slipped the ring snugly onto his finger.

“Good.” the preacher smiled. Then, turning to the congregation, he announced “If anyone here knows of any reason why this man and this woman should not be wed, let them speak now or forever hold their peace.”

[“YES! YES! I DO!” I screamed in my head. “I’m a MAN – A MAN! Not a woman! I can’t be married to him! I can’t be his wife! Oh, please! Can’t anyone hear me?!?”]

“Fine, then by the power vested in me by this state, I now pronounce you ‘Husband and Wife!'” he smiled and looked at us. Turning toward Rajesh, he said, “You may now kiss your dulhan.”

[No! No! Please, no kisses! I can’t kiss another man! I’m not a girl!]

I turned towards my husband and him towards me. I stared into his deep brown eyes as he gently lifted my ghunghat. Then, with one finger under my chin, he tilted my head up. “Oh no, this is it.” I thought. “The kiss”.

I closed my eyes, and braced myself, anticipating the feel of his lips against mine. It wasn’t long in coming. But first I heard him whisper “I love you, Punita.”

I almost melted when I heard that. Then, holding my slim waist he pulled me close to him and kissed me deeply. His lips were soft and luscious. They parted and our tongues entwined.

I found myself sliding my arms around his neck and, gently caressing his hair I began to kiss him back! Melting into his strong arms, I couldn’t believe I was doing this! Kissing another man! But it seemed so natural. And despite my male repulsion, the female psyche that was implantd in me was in control at the moment. My knees grew weak and I could feel his hard cock pressing against my tummy. Oh My! I was turning him on! Me! And my derriere was positively dripping wet! I grew scared again because of what that meant.

It seemed like we were locked together for hours, but in an instant it was over.

I just stood there knees wobbling, staring at him, trying to regain my composure. “Wow! What a kiss!” I thought. [What?!?] Then I said something that, looking back was a pivotal point that would change my life forever. I looked up into his eyes again and in the sweetest, softest, most feminine voice I had, I said “I love you too, Rajesh.”

[Oh No! Was that me?!?]

Turning to the congregation, I smoothed out my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick as my attendants fixed my train behind me. Kiran handed me my bridal bouquet and kissed me on the cheek. Then the preacher announced “Ladies and gentlemen, may I present for the very first time, Mr. and Mrs. Rajesh Mishra!”

Everyone applauded and I actually found myself smiling! Then, taking my small hand in his, Rajesh quickly ushered us back down the aisle to the pandal’s vestibule. We were about to exit out onto the church steps when Rajesh turned to me and in a deep, loving voice said “You’re a sissy, Punita.” Suddenly I felt another shift. My feminine side retreated back and my masculine side emerged.

“Welcome back, Punita.” Rajesh whispered to me. I just stared up at him blankly. “Yes you were there; you saw and felt everything that happened. But your alter persona was doing the driving. ‘Punita’ is a very sexy woman and personally I can’t wait to get you and her both in bed.” He leered. “But for now, I wanted you to be aware of what was happening as you become a real woman.” He paused a moment then reached into his tuxedo and pulled out an envelope with the name “Punita” on it. “Here, this will explain everything.” he said and handed me the envelope. “It’s from your mother. She wanted me to give this to you. It’s a bit lengthy, so you may want to read it over in the ensuite.”

Meanwhile, the guests started emerging from the pandal and filing onto the sidewalk outside to throw the birdseed at us. Looking at them, I hesitated for a moment. Rajesh took me by the shoulders and gently kissed me on the forehead. “Go ahead, ‘darling’, I’ll keep them occupied.”

“Darling?!?” I thought. “I’m a guy – in a heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick!” Somewhat repulsed by that gesture, I simply nodded lifted the satin skirts of my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick and turned to go into the side room to read my mother’s note.

I opened the envelope and there was a beautiful wedding card that said “To My Daughter on Her Wedding Day.”

“I was her son once.” I thought to myself.

There was the usual sentimental poem that I briefly read. Then, I opened the note written on her personal stationary.

It read:

My Dearest Punita:

I’m so proud of my little girl on her wedding day! You’re turning into such a beautiful young woman. And you look so lovely in your heavy silk lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick! You and Rajesh make such a handsome couple too! Before the two of you head off into wedded bliss, I wanted to let you know of some important changes you’ll be feeling, (if you haven’t felt them already).

As you may have guessed, the vitamins and prescriptions that Dr. Schwartz gave you are actually heavy doses of female hormones. The shots are quite permanent, and your boyish body is already showing many feminine traits that cannot be reversed. You will be experiencing sudden mood swings (many like women do during their cycles) as your body transforms from male to female.

At your re-conditioning sessions, Dr. Schwartz gave you several post-hypnotic commands. These were reinforced by the music that we piped into your room at night. Now – read this very carefully and understand it: Whenever you hear the phrase “I love you, Punita”, the feminine personality that Dr. Schwartz enhanced inside of you will dominate. Although “Punita” will be fully aware of everything that is happening, Punita will respond to stimulus just like any woman would. She’ll act like, talk like and have feelings like any other woman. She’ll enjoy wearing pretty clothes, makeup, and looking and feeling feminine at all times. And it will all feel perfectly natural. You, as Punita, will merely be an inside observer at this point. You’ll experience her feelings also – along with some humiliation as well – but you’ll be totally powerless to stop any of it.

Now, when you hear the phrase “You’re a sissy, Punita”, she will go dormant and Punita the boy will be dominant. These phrases will only work when I or your new husband says them – no one else. Either way though, Punita feels everything! This was done to facilitate your conditioning for your new female role in life. As time goes on, and you become more and more accepting and comfortable with your life as a girl, these commands will fade and “Punita” will again be dominant, but completely comfortable as a woman – as Punita – all the time.

Until then, Rajesh can turn you on and off – so to speak – at his will. He can make love to you with either personality dominant. It will either be total humiliation or total bliss for you – it’s Rajesh’s call on that one. Now, as you saw in the brochure, your conditioning dictates that you are “taken” as a male sissy as often as needed to expel all your male feelings and get you feeling more feminine, so some humiliation on your part will be necessary. This will happen over and over until you naturally begin to become Punita without post-hypnotic commands. In this regard honey, it’s your call. It’s up to you how fast you can begin to adjust.

This brings me to your little bottom, dear. You may have noticed your derriere becoming very moist lately. As the brochure indicated, it has been conditioned to self-lubricate whenever you are sexually aroused – as either personality. Much like a woman’s vagina gets wet when she’s aroused by her lover; your little bottom is readying itself for penetration. Obviously, this will allow your derriere to accommodate Rajesh’s rather large manhood more easily when you two lovebirds consummate your marriage. (We wouldn’t want him tearing you in two). In time, your body will become totally physically female – including a new vagina – and Rajesh can make love to you like a real woman (instead of that other painful way). And, you will be able to bear his children! Isn’t that exciting, dear?

Darling, you will learn to love your new feminine life. It’s my sincere hope that your mind develops along with your body. That you will become a girl mentally and emotionally, because whether you like it or not, you will become a girl physically.

I’m so proud and happy for you, Punita. Enjoy your honeymoon with your new husband and your future as a woman!

Love,

Mother

I was dumbstruck! I sat there for some time, staring blankly at her letter. Trying to let the meaning of what she wrote sink in.

“That’s it” I thought, as I shook my head in disbelief. “I’m firmly on my way to being a woman! I can’t believe this is happening to me!”

I didn’t know whether to be angry or to cry. My eyes began to well up none the less and I dabbed them with some tissue nearby.

Laughing to myself, I thought “OK Punita, that’s enough of that. You’ll ruin your makeup, you know. Sniffling I thought, I guess Punita’s emotions are starting to overtake mine.”

I Looked in the mirror across the room, and saw a beautiful dulhan looking radiant in her lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick. Perfect face and hair. Sweet lips. The transformation so complete, I still couldn’t believe it was me.

“I DO make a lovely dulhan, though.” I thought.

Then I sighed. “I guess I’d better get on with this marriage.” [What am I thinking?]

There was a knock at the door followed by a woman’s voice.

“Punita? Punita sweetie, are you OK?” It was Kiran. “Yes…umm, coming, Kiran.” I replied in my ‘Punita’ voice as I folded the note and went to unlock the door.

“Punita, all the guests are waiting for you two! Shake a leg there, girl!” she smiled.

Then, looking closer at me, she said “Hey, have you been crying, dear?”

Still sniffling, I smiled and nodded.

“Yeah, silly, huh? Not really – not for a beautiful dulhan on her wedding day, sweetie. Now, let’s get over to the reception darling, before the food gets cold. She’s actually treating me civilly, like one of the girls.” I thought.

We returned to the vestibule where my mother, aunts and the rest of our bridal party were waiting. Everyone was concerned about me, but I told them I was OK. I glanced outside and was shocked at what I saw. Waiting at the curb for my husband and I was a huge white horse-drawn carriage ready to take us from the pandal to the reception.

It was decorated in coloured streamers with tin cans tied to the back and a sign that read “Just Married”. “Oh, how quaint.” I thought. “And romantic too!” I thought again. [Punita? was that you?]

Now, we live in a small town and it’s a straight shot through the middle on Main Street to get to the country club. And since there was an announcement in the paper, everyone in town knows of what fate has for Punita. That HE is on his way to being a SHE and that HE will be coming through town in an open carriage dressed as a dulhan accompanied by her new husband. And everyone who wasn’t invited will still be able to see me in my heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick as we pass through. “Oh dear, will there be no end to my humiliation?” I thought.

My Thoughts were broken by my mother.

“Well, listen sweetie,” she said, “Before you can go out there, we’re going to have to get your train all bustled up, so hold still.” I felt the now familiar tugging at my rear as my mother concealed the train within the big floppy satin bow now adorning my lower back.

The bridal party lined up in front, and Rajesh took my side. After the others left, Rajesh looked at me. “Well, Punita – and that’s the last time I’ll ever call you that – I don’t believe you have got the hang of being feminine enough yet. So for the sake of ‘Good Pictures’, I’m going to ask your ‘other half’ to accompany me. I hope you don’t mind? It’s just until we get to our hotel room, then you will be back.”

I looked at him in wonder and slowly shook my head “no” [“No, I don’t mind?” or “No, please don’t do this?”]

“Good.” he said. “Just remember always, I love you Punita.”

I suddenly found myself staring up at him and smiling lovingly.

“And I love you too, Rajesh!” I said. [Oh no! not again!]

“Shall we, darling?” He said as he took my hand.

“Yes, dear.” I giggled.

We ran out the door and down the steps into a myriad of people flinging birdseed at us and cameras going off. I grabbed my skirts and petticoat as Rajesh helped me up into the carriage. The driver kicked the reins and we were off to our party. It was a slow, and one might say, romantic ride through the quaint town where we live. Along the way, townspeople were looking and pointing at the Dulhan and Groom. Punita didn’t seem to mind, but I was feeling really embarrassed.

Arriving at the country club, several valets gathered to assist me as I climbed down from the carriage. After smoothing and fluffing my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick, Rajesh took my hand and we went in. The photographer was there and quickly escorted us to a side studio for pictures. My mother, aunts and the rest of the bridal party were already there. He took the usual group pictures and couples. There were several with me sitting on the floor holding my bouquet, my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick stretched out all around me. I looked like a doll emerging from a sea of ivory satin and lace. Punita was all too cooperative in striking her feminine poses, despite what Punita felt.

After we were all introduced by the DJ, it was time for the first dance. Rajesh grabbed me and held me tightly to him. I could feel his huge cock rubbing against my tummy again. He noticed that I noticed, and he whispered in my ear:

“That’s yours, baby. It’s all for you – later.” “Ummmm” I sighed, my rear started lubricating again at the thought. I was getting sick, but Punita really loved it. I gazed up dreamily at my new husband as he led me across the floor. After a while I slinked my hands up and around his shoulders and began caressing the back of his neck as I laid my ghunghat head on his massive chest and sighed. Punita leaned in even closer and held onto him harder in order to feel his throbbing manhood. If it were any faster it would be dirty dancing, but to the guests, it simply looked like a touching moment between husband and wife. Punita was indeed driving. Cameras and flashes were going off everywhere. Then, as fast as it began, the song ended. We stopped and kissed – long and sensually. My goodness, what’s happening to me? Before dinner was served, Nick – our best man – gave the toast:

“To Rajesh and Punita. Rajesh, buddy, you got yourself a real fox there don’t ever let her loose or who knows what’ll happen. Anyway, may you both have a long, fruitful life together, and lots and lots of children.” he smiled. I blushed.

During dinner there were numerous times when some of the guests would start banging their glasses and Rajesh and I would have to stop what we were doing and kiss [Yecch!]. Punita loved it, but Punita wished that they would stop that. Later we fed each other cake, and didn’t smear it. In fact, Rajesh was quite loving and considerate as he fed me.

I don’t know how much time went by – it all seemed to be a blur, until I heard Rajesh’s voice whisper “You’re a sissy, Punita.” Suddenly I was more aware of what was going on. There I was sitting on a chair in the middle of the dance floor. Everyone was gathered around me and watched as I held my satin skirt and petticoats up. Rajesh was kneeling before me with his hands up my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick! I could feel them slide slowly up my smooth legs.

“Oh my!” I thought, “He was reaching for my blue garter!”

He was looking up and leering at me. “Enjoying this, Punita?” he sneered. “You ought to be. All girls love it when their man feels them up.” he smiled. I knew that he knew that Punita was back. He did this on purpose. His hands kept sliding up my leg and I was getting scared that he wouldn’t stop at my garter, but go all the way up to feel my sissy-clit now straining inside my little satin panties. All with people watching and cameras flash to record the event.

Thankfully, Rajesh stopped when he found the garter. Then, with the DJ playing stripper music, Rajesh slowly and sensually began sliding the garter down, running his hand along my silky leg as he did, until it emerged from beneath my skirts. He waved it around triumphantly. I looked around shyly, my ass fully wet again, feeling totally embarrassed, but everyone seemed to enjoy the moment. His mission completed, Rajesh leaned over and whispered “There will be more of that at our hotel, dear.” I shuddered and looked at him, frightened. I then watched as all of the eligible bachelors gathered to catch the garter.

When he tossed it, it was Suraj who caught it. “That figures.” I pouted.

Rajesh came back, gave me a peck on the lip and said “I love you, Punita.”

A shift. I closed my eyes, with my head tilted back and smiled.

“Ummmm, I love you too Rajesh honey.” I replied sweetly. “That’s my girl.” he said as he helped me out of the chair. I stood up, smoothed and fluffed out the satin skirts of my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick. Then, turning around, Rajesh handed me my bouquet.

“Time to throw the bouquet, dear.” he said.

“OK” I said as I lifted my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick and walked up a large, curved stairway. I stopped halfway up and turned around in order to throw it over my shoulder. All the single girls were giggling as they gathered below. When the photographer cued me I tossed my bouquet as hard as I could then turned to see who caught it.

“Marvellous!” I thought. “My dear friend Kiran caught it! And she’s marrying Nick! How wonderful!” [What?!?] Outside, Punita was excited that they both got the garter and bouquet, but inside, Punita was in anguish. Once again, crushed. It was to be one of many such crushing experiences that would bring Punita out more permanently.

I lifted the skirt of my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick and, holding the bannister, carefully descended the stairway. Kiran met me at the bottom and gave me a big hug. “Oh thank you, Punita! This means a lot to me!” she cried. “Why, you’re welcome, sweetie.” I smiled and gave her a kiss – like two best girlfriends. “Anything for the future Mrs. Mason!” I exclaimed. [What?!?] She hugged me tightly and we both began crying. I felt so, so – girlish! And it felt so natural.

“You’re the best, Punita.” she said. “I think I love you more now than when Punita was here.” she whispered as we hugged. She then looked into my eyes and said; “I don’t mean to sound crude, dear, but I really do hope that Rajesh makes wild, unbridled, passionate love to the two of you tonight! I want my best girlfriend Punita to be around always!” she smiled.

Crushed again, Punita screamed inward “What was happening to me! She was my girlfriend!” Punita smiled and replied, “Ummmm, me too!” [What?!?]

We returned to the reception. By now, everyone was dancing and having fun. Rajesh and Nick saw us and came over.

“Darling!” Rajesh exclaimed. “Where have you two been?” “Kiran and I were talking, dear.” I said as I gazed over at her. “Really, sometimes men can be so insecure.” I joked. We all laughed then the men escorted us out onto the dance floor. Everyone seemed to have a good time, and then it was over.

Part III: The Wedding Night

There was a limo waiting for us this time, to take us to our hotel. I hugged Kiran, my mother and aunts, and the rest of our party members that stuck around. I was gathering the skirts of my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick in order to get into the limo when Rajesh stopped me.

I looked up at him and asked “Yes, dear?”

He whispered, “You’re a sissy, Punita.”

A shift. He saw my expression change from loving to scare. He gestured for me to finish getting in the car, and with some manoeuvring of my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick; I was seated, still fumbling with my ghunghat. Rajesh got in next to me and closed the door. “Smile and wave goodbye to everyone, dear.” he said as the limo pulled away.

After a few moments of riding in silence, Rajesh spoke.

“Well, Punita. Looks like it’s just you and me now. Are you ready?” Looking down, I nodded slowly. I looked up at him and in my feminine voice said, “My rear is good and lubed for you, if that’s what you mean Rajesh.” “You know I have to do this this way, right dear?”

I nodded again. “But – couldn’t you make Punita come back for this? She may enjoy it more.” I pleaded.

He stared out the window. “Maybe.”

Then he pulled a brochure from his vest pocket. I recognized it as that vile brochure “The Sissy Dulhan: What to Expect on Your Wedding Night”. “According to this,” he said, “You have to be totally aware of what’s happening to you as a boy in order to make you a better woman.” He handed it to me. “You may want to look it over again, Punita.”

He paused, and then looked at me as I scanned the pages. “I’m a very powerful and important man, Punita. And I need the perfect wife to be at my side. One who loves me and compliments me. One, who knows my needs, obeys me and above all, satisfies my every desire. YOU, Punita, are that girl!”

I looked up at him – into his strong face.

“But I’m NOT A GIRL, Rajesh! I’m a guy! Dressed in a heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick!” I said as I fluffed up the satin dress. Then I threw my hands up in the air, looking for all the world like a petulant girl.

“Why can’t anyone understand that?!?” I shouted.

Rajesh chuckled and shook his head.

“Nooooooo, Punita. You’re nothing more than a SISSY. A little SISSY that likes to play dress-up in girl’s clothes. Tell me,” he said as he rubbed my satin lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick, “How does it feel, hmmm? What’s it like to be dressed in the most feminine of dresses and lingerie, with a borders and ghunghat over your beautifully styled hair? Your face made up like a models and those long red nails on your fingers?”

He took my hand and looked at it, then back at me.

“Tell me, Punita, was this your lifelong dream?” he said gesturing around the limo. “To be a blushing young dulhan married to a handsome groom? A sweet fairy princess swept up by her prince charming? Was today everything that your sissy desires imagined?”

His tone was not exactly kind. I looked at him. I was on the verge of tears, trembling with fear and humiliation. I pulled my hand from his and just stared down at my dress. Rubbing my aching tummy through the satin and beads of my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick, I shook my head again.

“No, Rajesh. This is certainly nothing like what I wanted.” I said softly.

I shifted slightly, feeling my satin panties sliding against my slip.

“Well sweetness,” he said, “it’s what you’re getting. Look, I saw your image projections. I think that YOU will become one of the most beautiful women around these parts once you’re complete. And I intend to help you in that direction.” I didn’t know whether to be flattered or just sick at that comment.

He continued, “You’re feelings of humiliation are simply part of the process.

In time they will fade as you adjust to your new life.”

He gently tilted my face toward his and looked deeply into my eyes. “You Punita, are now my wife. And I intend to make you into the most perfect woman, wife and mother that I can.” His tone got harder. “And if that means reaming that pretty little ass of yours from now until the next millennium, then that’s what I’ll do until you decide to stop resisting. Need I remind you that it’s the law? You will be obedient.”

I stared wide-eyed at him, then turned to stare out the window, contemplating my fate. Frightened and trembling.

The rest of the ride was made in silence. I occasionally looked at the brochure again, trembling over the scenes it depicted and wondering what it was going to feel like to be fucked like a young girl by a man. My mind started reeling.

“Oh dear, this is NOT what I wanted. It was just a simple little fetish. I’d try on a few of my mother’s undies. Maybe put on a slip and petticoats. Soon, I was wearing her dresses and heels. Sometimes I would wear makeup. I might cum in my panties now and then, but I meant no harm to anyone. Now here I am, pumped full of female hormones, breasts growing, looking more like a girl than ever before, dressed as a Dulhan and married to a man! I’m about to be deflowered – to be filled with his hard cock and warm seed! Oh my!” I was shaking like a leaf and near tears. I looked up at Rajesh.

He was a big, strapping young man. The masculine part of me was repulsed, but my emerging feminine side was finding him very attractive! Despite those conflicting feelings, my ass was very moist with anticipation. Rajesh noticed me looking at him and said, “Punita, I’m really not a mean guy.”

Taking my hand again, he continued, “Give me a chance to show you, hmm?”

I smiled slightly and nodded.

Our limo pulled up to the hotel portico. It was an old plantation house. I think it Rajesh back to before the Civil War, when Southern Belles would wear their large hoop dresses. Rajesh got out of the limo first, went around opening my door and reached in to help me out. After fussing with my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick and petticoat, I took his hand & emerged from the car.

Looking around I noticed everyone was looking at us and smiling. Not wanting to endure more humiliation, I whispered to Rajesh, “Can Punita come out now – dear? Please?”

“Why, Punita is out darling. Isn’t she?” he replied. “No she’s not.” I thought. But I knew what he meant. I was to stay like this, probably for the rest of the night. Lifting my skirts again, I folded my arm in Rajesh’s as she escorted me up to the Bridal Suite.

Rajesh unlocked and opened the double doors. I was about to enter when he scooped me up in his arms – my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick rustling loudly – and carried me “over the threshold.” I let out a girlish squeal [huh?!] as I reached my arms around his neck and held on. He kissed me on my lips then gently set me down. Legs wobbling, I smoothed and fluffed my satin skirts again. I don’t know why I was so obsessed with this, and then it occurred to me. Mother’s note said that Punita likes to look as pretty and feminine as possible. “I guess her personality is starting to meld with mine.” I thought. “Wait here.” Rajesh instructed as he checked out the suite. Returning, he said, “I’m sorry dear, but I have to check on something. I’ll be back as fast as I can, I promise.”

He kissed me on the cheek and left down the hall.

“Take your time.” I said to myself as I gazed around the room.

Gathering my skirts, I turned and began exploring the room, the rustling and swishing noises of my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick again permeating my ears. The suite was beautifully appointed, decorated in a French provincial style. The bedroom featured a large four poster canopy bed in lace & frills. (My feminine side thought “How romantic!” My masculine side wondered if I would be tied to the posts while deflowered). A lace vanity & seat occupied one side of the room, stocked completely with perfume, makeup and facial products. A wardrobe chest was on the other side. A large walk-in closet was off the entrance. The large master bath had a huge heart-shaped Jacuzzi tub; perfumed bath pellets filled the air. Back in the sitting room there was a TV (who would have time?), sofa, chesterfield & a bar with a bottle of champagne chilling. Looking closer, I saw that it was Dom Perignone!

“Wow, this guy really knows how to impress a girl!” I thought.

[What?!? Punita?!]

French doors to one side opened onto a large balcony that had a gorgeous view of the valley.

Going back into the bedroom, I went to the wardrobe. Half hoping to find some of my male clothes there, I began opening drawers. My heart sank. The top drawer was filled with sexy, lacy panties in different colours and styles. They were nylon, silk, satin, and all lace; G-strings, French cut, thongs and bikini styles. Next to those were the matching bras – again all very feminine, and very frilly. Opening the next drawer I found my daywear: sarees.

“Mother was very thorough.” I murmured.

Another drawer contained my hosiery: in different colours, as well as lacy satin petticoats

I opened a third drawer. It was filled with foundation items; panties, bustier, made from satin and drenched in lace. “Mother must have emptied out Varanasi streets! She really wanted me to feel as girly as possible.” I thought.

Closing the drawer, I turned and went towards the closet. My eyes grew wide as I looked inside. Dresses, skirts, tops, eveningwear and formal lehenga, sarees etc.

“Every dress for every occasion.” I thought.

Numerous pairs of shoes lined the floor – all high heels. Pumps, mules, sandals and sling-backs. There was a style to coordinate with every dress. I turned around to look at the other side, and there hung a full rack – of menswear! No doubt they were Rajesh’s.

“Yes!” I thought. “There’s my chance!”

I looked closer at the slacks, shirts & sport coats. They would be a little large on me, but it’s better than nothing.

I reached around my neck to undo the choli of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick. I grabbed something and tugged, but nothing happened – it wouldn’t budge. Grimacing, I reached around my back and felt the big satin bow on my bottom. I felt several nubs and realized that along with the strings, with my back open. I had been buttoned into my heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick! After struggling for a few minutes, I sighed and gave up. “I’m trapped in this lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick!” I thought. “Looks like I’ll need someone to undo it for me.”

Feeling forlorn, I started back to the living room. Along the way I passed a large floor-to-ceiling mirror.

There she was – The Dulhan. Punita. Me. She WAS truly a vision. “Hmm,” I thought as I studied her. I turned to the left, then the right. I turned my back to the mirror, then looked coyly over my shoulder and smiled. “She is, I mean – I am a beautiful dulhan,” I thought. I turned to face the mirror, and in my most feminine voice said, “Hello, Punita. You ARE a foxy girl!” I giggled, swaying in my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick. A male voice chimed in. “Yes, you are!”

I jumped, startled by the sudden intrusion. I turned to see Rajesh standing in the doorway, smiling.

“How long have you been standing there?” I asked.

“Long enough, dear.” he smiled.

“You REALLY are a sissy, Punita.” he continued.

“You enjoy feeling feminine, wearing feminine clothes, and now apparently acting it too!”

I just stared into his eyes as he came closer, like a deer caught in the headlights.

“Personally, I’m glad to see you’re adjusting.”

“Now,” he said as he took my hands in his and looked deeply into my eyes. “The moment has arrived. Time to consummate our union. To make you a woman.” he said and kissed my forehead.

“Yes – dear.” I whispered.

“First, a drink to relax you?” he offered.

“Yes, dear.”

Trembling, I lifted my satin skirts and followed him back to the sitting room. I stood & watched as he poured the champagne. A thought suddenly came to me, and I decided to use my “Punita” voice.

“Honey,” I started. “Do you love me?”

“Why, of course I do, Punita.” he said, still pouring.

Fumbling with my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick, I continued.

“Tell me, dear? Tell me you love me.”

He chuckled and turned towards me. “Just like a woman, always insecure.” I took a glass from him and, with a pleading look said, “But I need to hear you say it, dear.”

He looked at me and said, “I love you, sweetheart.”

“No, I mean, use my name too.” I was desperate.

He smiled and nodded.

“Ahh,” he said, wagging his finger at me. “I see what you’re trying to do. You want your post-hypnotic self to experience this.” he took a sip and set his glass down.

“Well, nice try sweetie. Now, drink your champagne.”

I just looked down. My idea didn’t work. I took a sip of the champagne.

“Come darling,” Rajesh said as he took my glass and led me back into the bedroom.

“Rajesh, please! Please don’t do this. Please? I can’t Rajesh,” I pleaded. “Now, now Punita. You know what we discussed in the limo. Now, be a good girl.” he said as he positioned me near the bed.

“Well then, tell me you love me!” I cried and stomped my foot, desperately wanting him to trigger my Punita personality. But I looked more like a woman wanting some form of affirmation.

“I do, Punita. I do.” he said softly and then, taking me by my slim waist, he pulled me in and kissed me deeply, sliding his tongue into my mouth. There was no shift. All I felt was his cock stiffen against my tummy and my rear starting to lubricate again.

“I’m turning him on again!” I thought.

Suddenly I found myself pulling him closer and kissing him back! What was happening?

We broke the kiss and I was staring into his eyes. I was now totally mesmerized.

“Take my shirt off,” he whispered.

Slowly, as if in a spell, I fumbled a little with the studs due to my long red nails. Then opening his shirt, I let out an involuntary “Oohh” as I gazed at his sculpted chest. I pushed his shirt off his shoulders and slowly slid my hands down to rest on his firm pectorals. I looked up at him again.

He gently took my shoulders. Softly, he said,

“On your knees, princess.”

“Yes, sir” I whispered.

I fluffed out my skirts and petticoat, trying to look and feel as feminine as possible, and slowly knelt before my husband. Looking up at him demurely, I awaited his next instruction.

He looked down and said, “Undo my pants.”

Hands trembling, I reached his belt and unfastened it. I then unbuttoned his trousers and pulled the zipper down.

“I can’t believe I’m actually doing this.” I thought as I slid his slacks down his legs.

“She’ll be on her knees tonight!” I heard mother gleefully say this morning.

Then my eyes widened as I saw the outline of his massive cock in his underwear.

“Like it, Punita? I hear you’re a good cocksucker.”

Still gazing at his member, I just nodded.

“Take it out. Show me,” he whispered.

Taking his shorts by the hips, I slid them down and his manhood sprung loose. I let out a gasp. I looked up at Rajesh then back at his cock. It was massive! Eleven inches at least, and very thick. My sissy-clit went hard in my panties and my bottom was now soaked. I looked down at the sea of satin, tulle, and lace of my heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick enveloping me, then back at the monster cock before me and thought sadly, “I guess I am a sissy.” But I was scared. Lubed or not, how would I ever fit that thing inside of me?!

“Impressed? I thought you’d be.” he said.

“Go on, touch it. Feel it.” he ordered.

Still trembling, I wrapped my hand around his cock. It was warm and smooth.

“I never touched another man like this in my life!” I thought.

I looked up at Rajesh and began sliding my hand up and down his manhood.

“Like this?” I said.

“Oh yes, that’s it baby girl.” he sighed, caressing my ghunghated head. Looking back at his cock, I was shocked. My ministrations caused it to grow even larger!

“Use your other hand, baby. Feel me underneath,” he said. I reached my other hand between his legs and gently cupped his balls, caressing them with my long fingernails.

“Ohhhh Yesss!” he hissed, “Now Punita, kiss it, kiss the tip.” he commanded. “Oh my!” I thought, “This is it. I’ll have to take him in my mouth and suck him off next.”

“Now, Baby!” he ordered.

I lowered my head and gently kissed the tip of his cock, leaving a red lipstick mark. Tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum, I looked back up at him, my hand still around his cock, sliding, awaiting his next command. “That was nice. Now, wrap those pretty red lips around me and suck me,” he ordered.

I looked down and slowly shook my head. I couldn’t believe what I was about to do – take another man’s cock in my mouth.

“Any time now, princess.” Rajesh said.

Trembling, ass moist, my sissy-clit hard, and tears forming, I opened my mouth and in one motion swallowed as much of him as I could. I wrapped my painted lips around him and began slowly bobbing my head up and down while sliding my hand over his shaft.

“Now, I realize that your little sissy-clit is probably straining in those pretty panties of yours,” Rajesh said, “but whatever happens you are not permitted to cum. We will keep that for later, dear. And only when I say you can, understand?”

“Mmmmmm.” I grunted as I bobbed up and down on his meat. “Good. Ohhhh Yesss! That’s it Punita.” I heard Rajesh say as he guided my head with his hands.

I guess my training took over at that point. I began using my tongue to massage the underside of his cock. This really got him going as he grabbed my head and began moving his hips. I grabbed his thighs for balance as he began to furiously fuck my face. I was taught how to open my throat to accept even the largest of cocks during my training and that’s what I did to avoid gagging on his cock as he pushed his meat deeper into my mouth. I was moaning and grunting, trying to make him stop as he pistoned in and out. But this just seemed to turn him on even more. His cock got extremely stiff in my mouth and I braced myself for what I knew was coming next.

“Ready, Punita?” Rajesh groaned.

“Mph! Mph!” I replied shaking my head “no”.

“Well, I’m going to cum anyway. And I want you to be a good little girl and swallow every drop. Is that clear baby?”

“Mm Mmmmmm.” I signalled sadly.

“O-K, prin-cess. Here – It – Unnnggghhh!” he groaned. “Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm! I said as I tried to pull away.

Rajesh held my ghunghat head firmly as load after load of warm cum began pouring down my throat. My eyes grew wide and I began swallowing. I gulped as hard and as fast as I could to keep from choking and spilling his seed, but there was so much so fast that it filled my mouth and star Rajesh spilling out the corners of my lips. It was warm and salty tasting. As his orgasm finally subsided, he pulled his huge cock out of my cum filled mouth. Breathing heavily, I just sat back on my heels and stared at it. Still hard, angry and dripping. Cum swirling in my mouth, I looked down to see several drops had landed on my beautiful heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick.

“Oh No! My Lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick!” I cried, trying to clean it up.

“THAT was awesome, baby! You really do know how to suck cock, Punita.”

Rajesh said, still gasping.

I just looked up at him, pouting like a girl, breasts heaving, still catching my breath. I used my index finger to wipe his residual seed from the corners of my mouth, not realizing what a little sex kitten I looked like doing it. “Ohhhh baby! That’s good!” he said. “Now suck on your finger – slowly.”

I did as he ordered. Gazing up at him, I put my dainty finger in my mouth and slowly and sensually sucked it dry. [Why did I do that?!?]

“That’s my girl.” Rajesh said as he extended his hand to help me up. Knees wobbling, I tried to smooth the satin skirts of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick. I then looked up past his hard chest to his strong face. I looked into his eyes. In my most feminine voice, I asked “Satisfied, Rajesh dear?” I was hopeful. “Not yet, Punita. This was only part one.” he replied. “There’s a lot more to go, sweets.”

“Oh dear, that’s what I was afraid of.” I thought. I looked up at my husband, “Then, will you help me out of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick first, dear?” I asked sweetly. “In time, lover.” he answered as he caressed my face. “First, I want to take your virginity with you dressed just as you are – in your heavy silk lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick, feeling all girly & feminine as ever while I take you. I’m going to fuck you like the sissy you are. Then later, I’m going to make love to you like the woman you will have become. I want to see Punita emerge and blossom into womanhood before my eyes.” he said, and kissed my forehead. “Now, why don’t you go brush your teeth and clean up a bit before we get to Part two?”

My mouth was still sticky from all the cum I had swallowed, so that sounded good to me. “Yes sir.” I nodded.

In the bathroom, I rinsed my mouth of Rajesh’s sticky cum and gargled. I stared at the dulhan in the mirror as I brushed my teeth. Her motions were the same as my own, once again confirming that she was me. I rinsed again and began fixing my makeup. I watched in the mirror as the dulhan patted her face, applied mascara to my lashes and fixed my blush. She ran a tube of red lipstick over my lips, pursed and then blotted them with a tissue. Stepping back, I just stared at her. She was perfect. Sighing, I resigned myself to my fate. I had to become a woman and his wife. It was the law. I had no other place to go. Looking closely, I wondered if Punita was in there. If she is, I wish she would come out now. Gathering the skirts of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick, I turned and went back into the bedroom.

Rajesh smiled as he saw me enter. “Ohhhhhhhhhh, Punita dear. Feeling better?” he asked.

I looked at him and nodded.

“Good,” then leering, he said, “It’s time we bring you from girlhood to womanhood. Time to get into your panties.” He then gestured to the bed. “Up on the bed, Punita.” he commanded.

I began recalling what that hideous brochure said.

This can be a humiliating experience for a young sissy-dulhan, but it is important that you show your new husband obedience. You don’t want him to get rough with you, do you?

“Yes dear.” I obeyed meekly. Gathering my slips and dress, I laid down on the bed on my back and positioned my head on the pillows. The petticoats of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick caused it to billow up in a sea of white satin and lace. “No, Sweetie,” Rajesh shook his head. I looked at him, puzzled. “On all fours, dear.” he said as he twirled his finger, indicating I should turn over.

You’ll more than likely be positioned on the bed, with your bottom in the air. Your legs should be about shoulder width apart, though your husband will more than likely spread your legs for you.

“Oh, yes,” I remembered. I let out an embarrassed smile as Rajesh helped me to my feet. Turning around to face the bed, I lifted the voluminous satin, lace and tulle of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick, spreading my skirts out around me. And amidst the rustling and swishing noises, I knelt up on the bed on all fours. Feeling my new breasts hanging in my panty cups, I knelt there anxiously awaiting Rajesh’s next move. I felt the bed give as Rajesh, now completely naked, got on and inched closer in behind me.

“Now, let’s see what we’ve got underneath all this feminine finery.” he said. He gathered my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick and petticoat in his hands, and in a loud rustling move, threw them over my back. I felt embarrassed knowing another man was leering at my bottom like this. Then I remembered the bridal lingerie I had on underneath. I must have made an inviting sight, I thought. My smooth white satin-panty bottom framed by my lacy white garters, holding up the lace tops of my sheer white stockings. All framed by my frothy petticoats. More of that brochure came to mind;

You’ll feel a bit of embarrassment as your anus comes into his view, but curve your spine upward, making your bottom “presentable”.

Leaning my head down on the pillow, I obediently curved my bottom upward so that my husband would have better access. I felt his hands caressing my smooth thighs, working their way up to feel my satin panties. He rested his hands on my silky smooth hips.

“Mmmm, you have such a nice, round ass, Punita.” He commented. I clutched the pillows and began trembling again, when suddenly I felt a few sharp blows to my bottom. I yelped. Then I began to feel my ass moisten again.

He should react instinctively by putting his hands on your hips, and possibly giving your bottom a few “spanks” to put you in your place mentally. This is perfectly natural.

He gently rubbed my smooth bottom again. I felt his hands on either side, as he grabbed the lacy edges of my panties. I flinched as I felt him yank them, ripping them free of my body. The cool air hit my moist ass as I heard him say, “We won’t be needing those anymore.”

Then I began to feel him finger my “pussy”. It was so moist that he had no problem slipping several fingers into me. And the more he played with me, the wetter I became. “Just like a woman,” I thought.

He may or may not “play” with your anus, but your conditioning has assured that you’ll begin to secrete moisture at this point.

I felt him lean in closer to me and spread my ass cheeks wide. The head of his huge monster was right at the opening of my anus and I braced myself as I knew he would be entering me soon.

“Oh, no!” I thought. “This can’t be happening! I’m not a girl. Please don’t fuck me like one! Oh dear, He’ll split me in two!” I screamed in my head. “Is my dulhan ready?” he asked.

“No Rajesh!” I screamed into the pillow. “Please don’t do this! Please don’t.

You’ll hurt me, you’re too big!” I pleaded.

“I promise, Punita. I’ll be gentle.” he said as he mounted me.

You’ll feel him “mount” you, and some sissies have reported this is the most humiliating aspect of sex for them, as it effectively robs you of any remaining maleness. Don’t resist your husband at this point.

I felt him grasp my thin, satiny waist and pull me towards him. Then, with a hard thrust, he pushed, opening me up and filling me with his manhood. “Noooooo!” I screamed as my head Radhika off the pillow. My eyes bulged and I began gasping as I felt his huge cock enter me.

“Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod Ohmygod.” I thought, “he’s really going inside of me!

Oh nooo! I’m being fucked like a girl!”

The head of a man’s penis is designed by nature to spread a female open so that the shaft can penetrate fully.

He held me firmly as he drove deeper and deeper into me. Although my natural lubrication made it easy for him, the searing pain was none the less excruciating. “Oh my god, he’s so big! I’m being split in two!” I thought as I felt his cock spreading my ass wide open, slithering further and further inside me. I was humiliated at the deepest depths of my being. With each inch that he penetrated me, I was becoming more of a woman.

“That’s it, baby,” I heard him grunt, “We’re almost there. Just a few…more…”

I squealed as he pulled my hips and made one final thrust. “….Inches!” he finished. I felt his groin press against my bottom and I knew he was all the way inside of me now. I couldn’t believe it! I was completely filled with a man’s cock!

We both just stood there motionless for a moment. My mouth wide open, gasping for air and shaking my head in disbelief. I glanced to the side for a moment and saw our reflection in the huge wall mirror. There we were, the newlywed couple consummating their marriage. The young dulhan – me – with her heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick thrown over her back, her virgin bottom exposed, and her naked husband – Rajesh – behind her, holding her hips steady as he takes her virginity. Then, I felt relief as Rajesh pulled out a little, only to feel him thrust hard into me again. I cried out as our bodies made contact.

The thrusting action of a male can vary between “slow and steady” to “dominant hammering”. Your husband’s instincts will be in control here. Again, let nature take its course.

Over and over again he thrusted, all the while holding my waist steady.

“How does it feel now, Punita?” he asked. “Are you feeling girly enough yet? Do you feel like a full woman now, my little sissy-dulhan? My, but you have a nice, tight little ass, GIRL!” he sneered as he thrust in and out of me. Faster and faster he moved. I cried with every thrust, feeling his groin slapping my ass as he fucked me hard. The rustling of my lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick and petticoats filled my ears. His hands firmly gripped my narrow waist. Tears began falling down my cheeks as I cried. All that ran through my mind was “He’s making me a girl! I’m becoming a woman!”

Some sissies have reported that concentrating on their breasts rubbing against the bed has helped to keep them from crying out too loudly.

I leaned forward until my breasts touched the bedspread and I buried my face in the pillow as he relentlessly took my virginity. My rear ached as he pounded it, driving his monster cock deep. I could feel it grow and become more rigid inside of me. I knew he was close to cumming. He spoke as he was thrusting. “OK sweetness, just like before. I’m going to cum hard inside of you, and as much as you might feel like it, I do not want you to cum yet.” he ordered. “Only when I say you can.” he finished.

Accepting your husband’s semen is part of life and of nature. It can be very edifying to a marriage to cry out to your husband as he’s filling you, or to even whisper intimately. The amount and heat of his ejaculation is normal, as most real men deposit between 6 – 8 ounces of semen during a single act of intercourse.

Rajesh made one final thrust and grunted as he held me firmly in place. Then it happened. He was cumming inside of me! I could feel his huge cock throbbing as he impregnated me with his seed. He held me completely still as he pumped load after load of his warm cum into me. It seemed like it would never end! I felt my tummy warm as his sperm reached deep inside of me. I threw my head back and screamed, “Rajeshlllllllllll Nooooooo! Pleeeaaaseeee!”

“Yesssss!” he grunted as he came.

Momentarily spent, he released his grip on my waist and pulled out of me with a pop. I just collapsed on the bed sobbing, my ass dripping with cum. I felt some shifting on the bed, then I felt his hands slowly unbutton the back of my heavy silk lehenga, the match of my maroon lipstick.

“What – what are you doing?” I sobbed, still buried in the pillow. “Just trying to make you comfortable, Punita.” he replied as he undid the last button. I then felt a tug at my neck and a long “zzzzip” as he opened the back of my lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick, exposing my satin bridal lingerie. He inserted his hands inside the opening and around my slim waist and began massaging my sides, occasionally reaching around to feel my tits. My sobbing began subsiding, and I just lay there, letting him feel me. He then leaned over and whispered, “Why don’t you stand and let me help you out of your heavy silk lehenga, the match of your maroon lipstick, darling?”

I nodded. Rajesh then helped me off the bed. I wobbled in my heels for a moment, trembling and feeling faint. I stared at him as I pushed the puffy sleeves off my shoulders and slid the sheer sleeves off my arms. I then wiggled the dress and petticoat slip down over my hips and stepped out of them. I was now standing before my husband clad only in my white satin and lace bridal panty, sheer stockings, heels, borders and ghunghat. My sissy-clit was so shrunken, it was barely noticable. I was about to take off my borders and ghunghat when Rajesh stopped me. “That’s OK, Punita.” he said as he slinked his arms around me again.

“Leave it on.” he whispered as he kissed me again.

“As a matter of fact,” he continued after kissing me, “Why don’t you find something sexy to slip into over this and we’ll continue.”

I went through the set of nightsuit, the match of your maroon lipsticks and pengniors hanging in the closet and found a short white salwar kurta made of satin with lacy trim. I slipped it over my head and felt it caress the satin panty as it settled over my hips. I then stepped into a fresh pair of lacy white satin panties, tucking myself in. Entering the bedroom again, I smiled slightly as Rajesh let out a whistle.

“I guess you like what you see, Rajesh?” I asked meekly.

“MMmmm, yes.” he growled, taking me in his strong arms again. “Now, wife of mine,” he continued, “I’m going to make love to you like a real woman.” he finished as he led me by the hand back to the bed. He had taken off the bedspread, leaving just the satin sheets.

I began trembling again as I climbed onto the bed and lay down, my satin salwar Kurta sliding on the sheets. I couldn’t believe he had more left in him. I looked up at Rajesh as he climbed onto the bed with me and hovered over me. I felt so small and helpless. My ass was still filled with his sperm from earlier and it was getting moist again, preparing itself for another invasion. “Bend your knees and spread ’em, darling.” he commanded. I did as he instructed. He climbed between my legs. My eyes grew wide again at the sight of his massive cock hanging down, pointing right at my groin. Seeing my expression, he tried to reassure me.

“I know what you’re thinking Punita, but remember, I had it all the way inside of you once already. This should be much easier for you.” I nodded as I felt tears well up in my eyes again. “Please, Rajesh. Be gentle.” I said in my most feminine voice.

He nodded. Then, taking my legs in his hands, he lifted them over his shoulders. I felt him slide the crotch of my panties aside, exposing my “pussy” again. Then once again, I felt the head of his massive prick at my opening. I clutched the bedsheets, bracing myself for another penetration.

“Oohh!” I gasped as he inserted the head. I grabbed the sheets harder as he slowly pushed into me.

“Aarrggh!” I gritted my teeth and started panting as he continued to push into me. My eyes grew wide in astonishment, tears running down the sides of my face. “Easy, Punita. I’m almost all inside of you now.” he whispered. I began shaking my head left and right as his huge cock slithered deeper and deeper inside of me, splitting me in two. It was so large, I thought my tummy would become distended.

“Please….Rajesh.” I gasped, “Stop! You’re….too….big!” “Shhhh, I’m almost there, darling.” He whispered reassuringly, as if he were talking to a woman normally.

I slammed my eyes shut and began to sob. “No, no, no, no, not again!” I felt our groins touch and I knew he was completely inside of me. The pain was unbelievable. His hands on either side of my head to steady himself, and my smooth legs and heels up in the air, he began a slow, rhythmic thrusting. In and out, in and out. I was being fucked again I thought. Just like a girl gets fucked by her man. The humiliation was unbearable. How many more times will he use me like this? He began grunting as he thrust harder and faster, and I could feel his cock getting even bigger inside of me. I started to hear myself making noises with each downward thrust he made into me. “Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-um-um-oh-oh-um-um-um. Please-slow-down-Rajesh, It’s-getting too-much!” I cried. But he just drove into me faster, working himself up to another huge orgasm. Every time we made contact, my satin panties would rub my sissy-clit and it was getting stimulated, betraying my feelings of humiliation by growing very stiff. The harder and faster he stroked, the more stimulated I would get. My sexy legs thrown over his shoulders, I could feel my new titties jiggling inside the satin cups of the panty as he pounded me mercilessly.

Rajesh was panting heavily now, and I knew he was about to fill me with his seed again.

“I’m….going….to….cum, Punita.” he said. “I…know…you…are too.

And…I want…you…to cum…with…me…OK?” he said.

I just squinted my teary eyes closed and nodded.

“Good…girl. Ohhhhh….ohhh….ohhh…ummm.” I heard him groan, then it happened. One final thrust downward as I arched myself upward and we both came! He started cumming deep inside of me as I started to cum as well, filling my panties with sissy-juice. I was having the most explosive orgasm ever while Rajesh pumped me full of his sperm. My tummy warmed up as it filled with his seed. Suddenly, I felt a shift deep inside of me. It was the same type of feeling I got when Rajesh told me – Punita – that he loved her. Only this time, I wasn’t on the inside looking out. Instead, I felt a warm, comfortable feeling. A, well – a girlish feeling. I was in control, and responding like any woman would. Like this was all very natural to me. Then I remembered Kiran’s words to me before the wedding and my eyes flew open.

“…..at the moment he cums inside of you and impregnates you with his seed – at that very moment – I want you to open your eyes wide and see that bracelet around your ankle and think of me as his warm spunk fills your little tummy.”

Gazing up at the dainty little bracelet around my left ankle, I began to tear up again. Only – these were tears of happiness as her other words came to mind;

“I want my best girlfriend Punita to be around always!” Kiran said.

“Oh my dear, sweet friend Kiran!” I thought to myself. “What a lovely gift for one girlfriend to give to another. I want to be around always as well!”

Then I looked up at Rajesh’s face and smiled. He looked at me and sensed that something was different.

Then he said, “Hello, Punita. I’m glad you’re back.”

“Hi Rajesh, sweetie.” I heard myself say as I closed my eyes, “Ummmm so am I.”

I relished each movement he made inside of me and the warmth of his sperm in my tummy. I sensed Rajesh’s strokes slowing even further. Opening my eyes, I looked deep into my husband’s and said, “Please, Rajesh. Don’t stop.” I was almost pleading. “Cum inside me again, Please? I need to feel your seed in me.” I finished as I wrapped my legs around his waist and my hands around his neck.

He picked up his pace and began ramming me harder and faster. I found myself arching my back and meeting his thrusts.

“Ohh…ohhh…ohh…ummm…mmmm…ohh…ohhh…ummm. Yes…Rajesh…Ohhhhhhhh, fuck me! Ohhhh….harder, baby, yesssss….harder! Fuck me hard! Ohhh, sweetie, yesss, that’s it. Ohh…ummmm…ummmm…mmmmm…..ohhhhhhh.!” I heard myself cry out in my new feminine voice. My sissy-clit was about to explode again in my panties as Rajesh thrusted hard and deep inside of me, rubbing my clittie each time we contacted. I was panting and crying like a true girl in heat, wanting more!

“Faster, Rajesh…..Faster!” I started screaming as I felt another orgasm building. “I’m going to cum, Rajesh! I’m….going….to….Unnnnggghhh!!!!” I groaned as another explosive orgasm racked my body. I felt my satin panties warming as my sissy juices spilled into them again. Meanwhile, Rajesh slammed me one last time and held me there as his thick, hot cock began spurting his seed deep inside of me, his juices warming my tummy again.

Rajesh collapsed on top of me and we fell asleep, both exhausted.

Part IV: The Next Morning

“You’re a sissy, Punita.” I heard through the haze of slumber. It was Rajesh. “Huh? What did you say, darling” I said as I stirred a little in our spooning position, only half awake.

“I said, ‘You’re a sissy, Punita’,” he whispered in my ear. I giggled a little. Then, turning over, I looked at him closely. “He’s not here, Rajesh.” I said. “Punita is gone. You just have me now – Punita, your wife. And I’m not leaving.” I said, smiling.

“Just wanted to be sure.” Rajesh smiled as we returned to our spooning position.

Epilogue: Two Years Later

As much as I hated the whole process, I suppose I have indeed found my place. And I guess it was next to a man. Shortly after we returned from our honeymoon, I started genetic therapy and DNA restructuring at the Re-Building Institute. As a result, my eyes have become naturally blue and my breasts grew to a nice proportionate 32G. Thanks to the massive hormones and panty training, my waist is down to 24 inches naturally. My inner “plumbing” changed to that of a woman’s so I could bear children and breast-feed, and eventually my little sissy-clit and sack shrunk to form a perfect vagina. So Rajesh and I could “do it” like anyone else! Just like mother said we would.

My husband, Rajesh is now the CEO of the company he worked for. It’s strenuous but he’s a tough guy and very business savvy. Honestly, I don’t know how he does it. He’s provided very well for us. We’re living on 20 acres with a lake view in a house that’s so large I need to hire people to take care of it!

Kiran and I became the best of girlfriends. We’re just like sisters! It’s so great! She went on to marry Suraj – I was proud to be her Matron of Honor – and we both got pregnant almost at the same time! She had a little girl, whom they named “Punita” after me! Wasn’t that sweet? I had a little boy, and we named him “Kiran”.

And now I sit here, gazing lovingly down at my baby boy as he nurses and smiling ear to ear! I can’t help but feel so fulfilled. Now I know why women yearn for this, there’s nothing like a baby suckling on his mother’s breasts and taking her milk. Kiran and I would joke about how my son may someday marry her daughter. I would love that. And I’m going to do all I can to make sure that my Punita goes down the aisle as the Groom, and not the Dulhan!

Hugs!

Mrs. Punita Rajesh Mishra