Indian Crossdressing Experience

Beginning

I woke up one bright sunny morning. The sun was shining the birds were singing and overall it felt good that summer was finally here. I've been waiting for months, counting down the days till school ended. It was finally here! The best time of the year.

I walked up to the mirror sleepily. I was short for a 12th grader. Round 5 foot 5 inches when i measured. I was also thinner than a regular boy. I brushed my long black hair back and tied it into a ponytail. My mom insisted on me having long hair and to be honest I think it looks kind of cool. Plus I've heard some girls say boys with long hair look sexy. My hips and upper chest were actually larger than the boys in school. It made it very awkward to go to the locker room.

I walked down in a happy mood. Even though I had no friends here in India, my mom and I were as happy as two friends could be. We were the best of friends really. My dad works in another part of the country and comes here one in a few years to keep up with us. My mom and dad always agreed on any decision before they made it.

I walked to the dining room. My mom was there as always, drinking her coffee. She took care of her looks. Therefore she was very pretty. Always having some makeup in her purse. Living with her, I know that I have to wash my face at least 4 times a day with specific lotions to keep my face baby soft.

As I had my medicines my mom was closely watching me, not saying a word. To this day I didn't know what they were helping me do. All I know was that my mom and dad took me to the doctor when i was six. The doctor talked to them privately and told them I need to take these pills for a long time.

As I sat down, my mom was surprisingly quiet. We usually talk about something or the other every morning. I didn't want to disturb her so even I stayed quiet. "We have to talk about your pills".

Information

 

"My pills" I said?

"Yes" my mother said. "I know you've been taking these pills for a long time and both your father and I have discussed this matter."

I had no idea what she was talking about. Unfortunately soon i was going to.

"Both me and your father have wanted a daughter instead of a son. We still love you more than anything else in the world, but we both would have liked a little girl playing with dolls instead of a boy with his trucks" she said

Still lost here I slowly start to pay attention

" So both of us decided that we would transform you into a girl. Those pills are female hormones and they have given your body a wonderful womanly figure"

This last line took me by shock "WHAT!!" I exclaimed, “I’m going to be a girl?"

"Yes honey. Don't you love the idea? We're going to have so much fun together shopping, wearing pretty clothes and jewellery. Ohhhh" she said” I'll teach you everything you need to know about makeup and..."

"No mom. NO. I will not become a girl. EVER" I interrupted her.

I saw my mom's beautiful smile turn into a face of sadness and regret. I hated that face. It made me do whatever she wanted me to. I was putty in her hands. She could totally manipulate anyone with that one look

'OK look I'm sorry mom." She hugged me. "I just thought...." She said holding tears back "I just thought that you and I could have a few mother daughter days. I've never had one. And I wanted to take you shopping every weekend for girl stuff when I was pregnant with you. That’s all"

This was too much. “I need to go to my room and think about it" I said.

Take all the time you need." she said wiping away tears.

I went to my room and thought it over. I love my mom. But she doesn't expect me to change my gender. Right? Then again if I don't, my mom will cry all day and probably tomorrow too. She had her heart set on this thing. I mean how bad it can be, she's my mother after all. She wouldn't do anything to embarrass me. And then they were the pills. After all they have done years of work on me and they must have cost a fortune. The least I could do was make it up to them. They always wanted a girl. What kind of son am I if I don't grant their only wish? I decided that I would do it.

I walked out, thinking about my decision. “OK mom" she looked up. “I’ll do it."

Her happiness felt no bounds. She was already booking an appointment at the saloon. I was rethinking my decision now.

Ok we have to start learning and that starts with the pills. Come on Alex we don't have all..... Wait that reminds me you need a new name. Alex isn't feminine enough.

"Alright" i say "How about Amanda?"

"Not at all"

"Brooke?

"I don't think so"

"Cece?"

"Hardly not. How about we keep it simple. Your name is Alex. We'll call you Alexandria."

"I guess" I said awkwardly.

Alright then it’s settled from now on me and your father will call you Alexandria and you will say that is your name. I have a friend who can and will change your records.

"Whatever" I say.

"OK here we go the pills gave you boobs and a nice ass along with sexy hips, no point being formal here with the correct terminology........"

This was going to be a long summer. That’s for sure!

The Transformation Begins

I went to bed that night wearing a nightie that my mom gave me. My hair lay back loosely. I had no energy to make it

Today was a total nightmare. My mom gave me “the talk” and this was the girl edition. It was awkward. And I mean AWKWARD. Talking about a vagina with your mom when you don’t even have one. Oh and periods is a whole different nightmare for a guy. Seriously girls have to go through some fucked up stuff. She told me that she has a friend who can hack into the system and change all of my records to Alexandra instead of Alex. She also gave me romance novels and magazines to read so I would start to “think like a girl”. My mom told me that we would start our girl training tomorrow. And she left for a few hours after that. Told me to do my homework whatever that means.

The girl training was what I was thinking about. What does she have in plan for me? Will she expect me to do? Will she expect me to wear dresses and go to the saloon? She was so vague that I have no idea if I’d be dressing up or more talking. Hopefully it was the latter. Here’s a horrifying thought. What if she wants me to go shopping for getting my bra size or something like that? I couldn’t think about it. Although it was a possibility. I really hope that it isn’t what she has planned. “I have to make her do something else if that’s the situation” I told myself

I woke up the next morning and find out that my “bad dream” was actually reality. After my initial shock. I go up to brush my teeth and go take a shower. While I’m in there I can’t help looking at my boobs and playing with them.

I went to my closet to receive the biggest surprise of my life. All of my clothes have been replaced by girl clothes. Like girly-girly clothes. Only like one or two skinny jeans and even they have glittery pink hearts on them. The amount of blouses, skirts and dresses were phenomenal. There were like at least 50 different blouses and 50 different skirts. There were like 30-40 dresses and there were also a few traditional Indian dresses such as saris and half saris. Most of them were either pink or had flowers or hearts on them. My closets filled with boxers and undershirts were replaced with jewellery. There were earrings for pierced ears and matching necklaces. My ears weren’t pierced. I guess that mom is going to make me pierce them I thought feeling my earlobes.

There were at least 40 pairs of shoes. And more than 20 were high heels. I spotted a 6 inch heel. I don’t know how mom expects me to walk in these things.

I finally settle on a white and black striped blouse and some skinny jeans with hearts on them. For shoes I wear some flats. I pull my hair up into a ponytail and I head down.

My mother was happy to see me in my new clothes but she wanted me to wear a dress.

“Maybe when I’m ready mom” I said sarcastically

“I want to see you in a dress by the end of the week, Alexandria. I spent a fortune on those clothes and the least you can do is wear them

“I’ll see Mom” I lied

“Before we start your training Alexandria, I want you to know how much I love you for doing this for me. I really think you’ll enjoy being a woman and also make some friends finally. It just means so much for me. I can’t have any more children and you fulfilling my one dream is the only thing I wanted” she said as she started wiping away tears; after she finished she said “I’m sorry I got carried away”

Honestly I’ve never seen my mom this happy. It made me feel kind of god that I was doing this for her and what do you know I might like it

“Its OK mom” I said, I honestly felt really good and all of the hate towards my mom suddenly went away. Right now we were the best of friends like usual.

“So…We good?” she said?

“Yeah mom” I laughed, “We’re good” I said.

Great! Alright then. Let’s get down to girl training. Today we’re going to work on your presentation at public as a woman. Nothing major since it’s your first day.

The day comprised of my mother teaching me about how to sit, stand, walk, and how I should conduct myself. She even told me about how to use the bathroom as a woman, and how much of what I should eat. She says that I can’t gorge on fries at the local McDonalds, like her I have to eat salads and low fat drinks. The day was a flutter of exercises such as balancing books on my head as I walked. Walking with heels and both of them combined. I was a master at heels by lunch.

My mom could really work her magic when she needed to.

After lunch. My mother told me that we needed to start on makeup. “It’s a large domain Alexandria” she said. “It takes half a day just to teach you all of the makeup articles.” We’ll spend tomorrow learning to apply makeup and I’ll take you to my saloon.

“No problem mom” I said. “Honestly speaking, I’m kind of liking this whole girl thing.”

“I knew it needed time to set in.” she said filled with glee. “Come on now it’s time to learn about makeup.”

The next 5 hours my mom told me the difference between lipstick, lip gloss and lip liner. She told me the difference between foundation and blush. The eyes were the worst in my opinion. There must be 15 tools just for that one part of your body. My mom was taking a long time, but I did understand everything my mom said.

At 8 we ordered pizza and ate dinner. We also watched some TV. At 9 my mom said that we girls have to go get our “beauty sleep”. I didn’t argue I just went to my room. I put on a nightie that my mom laid out for me and I slept. More peaceful than I’ve slept in years.

Makeup Day

When I woke up the next morning, I looked at my room. It was surprising at first but then I remembered yesterday. I promised I would cooperate with my mom. As I got up to stretch I found out that my mom had replaced my blankets and bed sheets with girly ones with flowers and princesses. I didn't mind after all I was going to cooperate with my mom. As I finished my stretching, brushing teeth and my shower I headed toward the huge walk in closet that my mom had put up wearing a simple white blouse with pink flowers and another pair of jeans. I was going to cooperate with my mom but I wasn't going to wear dresses just yet.

As I came out I could see the disappointment on my mother’s face but she told me to wear a dress whenever j felt like it. That was great in my book except I don't know how many more white tops and jeans I have.

My mom took me to her room again. Today was completely about makeup and nothing else. We started with how to apply foundation and blush to covering up dark spots and blemishes with the millions of creams my mom uses (exaggerating of course) and then worked our way to the lips.

After we finished talking about both face and lips we were supposed to talk about eyes but it was so large that we thought it would be better to do it after lunch.

Lunch consisted of brown rice and water. "We want to keep your waist thin and beautiful Alexandria" said my mom.

We talked a lot during lunch. Mom was asking me about any questions that I must have or any problems I was facing. I didn't have any. So she moved on to her girl training. Turns out she bought me some romance novels and movies to watch. I promised I would and I meant it. Even though The Notebook sounded nowhere near what I liked to watch.

We spent the rest of the day working on eye makeup and mom was right i t was a hand full. There was a lot to learn in a little time. There were so many layers to make your eyes look sexy. Even simple techniques were super complicated. I suddenly understood why women we're always carrying a mirror and checking themselves. It took a lot of work to do this.

We finished dinner and my mom thought it would be a good idea to quiz me. I went along with it and my mom started asking me so many questions that I wondered. How much have I learnt today?

I got a 83% which was good enough for my mom. "You'll have plenty time to practice and learn when we go out to the saloon tomorrow" she said.

That last line took me by surprise. "Wait......What did you just say mom?"

"Oh didn't I tell you we're supposed to be going to the saloon tomorrow. We were going to get your nails done along with a manicure and pedicure I even thought we could have gotten your nose and ears pierced. It really must've slipped my mind. Well.......we can cancel if you want to dear. Would you like that?"

I sighed "No. It’s OK we'll go to the saloon tomorrow. It sounds like a lot of fun anyway and you've already made the reservation."

"Are you sure dear? It's really OK I can cancel and say we're not coming" she said?

"Yeah. I'm sure. You spent a lot of time on this and I don't want it to go to waste. I'll do it" I said

"Well then..." She said "If we are going I want you to dress like a proper lady and come this means everything. From undergarments to your outfit. No jeans. We want people to have no doubt you are a girl walking in for a regular saloon makeover" she said.

This shocked me. But I understood her. She was doing this to protect me. If I was caught dressed as a girl outside, I would have no idea where to put my face. I would be so embarrassed.

"Fine" I said. I'll dress like a lady tomorrow.

"Good I'm glad we could agree on something. Now you need to be up by 5 AM so go to bed young lady."

I went up to my room and made my released my hair. I found d out it hurts less this way. I took off my clothes and wore a nightie as that was the only thing I had to wear. As I was going to bed the one question I was asking myself was "What in the world did I just do?" 

The Preparation

As I woke up the next morning sleepily. I saw the dark night sky outside peaceful and quiet. I turned on the light and I looked at the clock. 4:30 AM. Usually I wake up by 8. Mom asked me to wake up at 5 no use going to sleep now.

I slowly made my way to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth and washed my face. The severity of what happened last night hit me and hit me hard. I have to go out as a girl today and I better look good.

Slowly I made my way to the walk in closet. I don't know why but my hands were shaking. Why was I feeling nervous in my own room? I opened the door and the wide array of colours almost blinded me. The pinks the blues the reds and oh so much more. I've seen it before but wearing one of them is too much to take in.

I took a deep breath and looked though all of these clothes. Obviously I was not going to wear anything flashy. That takes saree's out of the picture, plus I don't even know how to wear them!!

I looked for something else. The closet seemed so big and before I knew it it was 5:00 my mom banging on my door. "Alexandria!!! Get up young lady."

I ran out of the closet. And I opened the door. "Oh good you're up already what were you doing honey?" She said.

"Trying to find the least girlish thing to wear today." I said

"Nonsense. Young lady we are getting you a dress. And a pretty one at that."

"Mom I am not going to wear a Saree"

"Oh relax that's much farther away. You need much more training and you haven't even gotten your ears pierced also you have no idea how heavy those necklaces are. That's a whole other chapter of training." She said

" Oh good" I let out a sigh of relief.

"But we are going to get you to wear......." She rummaged through my closet and pulled out a very flashy pink party dress "You're wearing this Alexandria"

"Oh no much too flashy" I said

"Fine" she said.

Both of us finally settled on a very simple peach colored dress. My mom thought I'd look pretty in it. I said it was the most unisex I could go.

Alright now that we've picked out the dress we need to pick out your undergarments. I just went along with what my mom said apparently I'm a 36C size bra so she went and got those while she told me to take a long shower with 10 creams and lotions to make my body seem feminine. And for me to lose all of the body hair which I had.

She came back after 30 minutes with at least 20 bras all lace or satin with flowers and bows on them. She said she needed to go out for more but this will suffice for the time being. I was astounded at all of the different colours of the bras there were all sorts of colours but mostly there were reds, blacks and a few pinks.

By that time I've finished my shower. My mom went out of the room when I put on the panties she gave me (she told me to push my dick back towards my ass and tape it there. Before that I drained out my bladder and promised not to drink a lot of soda.) After I've finished that I wore a matching set of black lace bra and panties. Which my mom got. It was weird to get on at first but then my mom helped me out and I understood the mechanics of how these work.

With my bra and panties in place we started on the leggings. They were flesh toned but they were still a pain to wear. I slid them up while my mom watched careful not to let me tear the fabric.

The dress came next. I was nervous but I knew I couldn't go out with jeans and a T-shirt. So I took the dress held it by the shoulder and stepped in. My mom zipped me up. The one thing I noticed is that it's much more freeing than those skinny jeans I've been warning for the past two days. I could sleep in this thing.

My mom unfortunately had other plans. Apparently the act was not over. She sat me down in her vanity and started applying light makeup on me. Foundation blush and a light tinge of peach lipstick and lip-gloss with matching eye shadow and eyeliner. She then curled my hair to make it have more volume. She gave me a simple gold necklace to wear with a gold plated pendant saying girl in cursive.

She finally gave me a small light peach purse so I could put my wallet, phone and some makeup in it.

She insisted I wear 2 inch heels which were also light peach in colour. I agreed since I was already wearing the whole attire.

Wearing everything I felt sort of free. The dress was much more freeing than the jeans I wore and the purse was so much handier than pockets. Apart from the paining in my feet I was actually pretty comfortable.

My mom got her keys and opened the door. I stepped out for the first time since I was transformed and i loved it. I loved the fresh morning air and the smell of dew in the grass. The sun was rising just above the horizon as people came out of their holes to walk and bask in the morning beauty. I quickly made it over to the car. Next stop the saloon.

The Saloon

As I got out of my car, questions flooded me. What would happen if somebody found out. What about if somebody recognized me. I couldn't take it. But I came this far I have to do it.

My mom handed me a 500 rupee note. "This will be about enough to get your ears pierced. I have to take care of getting some more bra's for you but the next time when I see you I need to a pair of starter earrings in your earlobes do you understand young lady?" She said

" Wait you're not coming with me" I said

"Oh relax you look like a real girl and have the tits to prove it" she joked "Now am I clear?"

" Crystal" I said

"Good I'll meet you back here. Call me when you're done." She hurried off to Victoria's Secret

I walked past the street to the saloon. The first thing I noticed when I entered is that it was big and I mean HUGE. This thing was like a large store in a mall. It even had a staircase to go up to another section.

On this floor however there were two parts. One was the sitting lounge which took up like half of the space. The other half was filled with 8 puffy lavender chairs and the walls were a striped purple and lavender colour. The amount of things in this store was astounding. I recognized a few from my shelf at home but none like this.

I looked at the sitting room when I found 5 people sitting. 2 ladies who were at least 40 years old and 3 teenage girls’ one of them wearing a light green polka dotted dress, the second one wearing a white dress with yellow flowers and the third one wearing a light beige dress. Their makeup was done to perfection and they were wearing dangling earrings which looked really good on them. They were all giggling and laughing as they looked at their phones. As I sat I flattened the skirt of my dress and sat cross legged my right leg on top of my left. I sat down and picked up the latest issue of Teen Vogue.

Off the corner of my eye I saw the three girls looking at me. They were observing me. I gave a friendly wave and they responded back. They asked me to sit next to them. The magazine was boring anyways and I could use the company.

As I sat down they introduced themselves. "Hi I'm Madison said the one with the green polka dotted dress. This is Olivia and this is Molly she said pointing to the girls with the white dress with flowers and the one with the light beige dress."

I instantly recognized them. They were the three of the most popular kids in my school. I hated the popular kids because they would always push me around do I never talked to them l but them talking to me? This must be some kind of dream.

“I’m Alexandria" I stuttered

"We noticed you over there all alone" said Olivia. "We thought we'd get to know you." She said

"I love your hair" Molly said.

She loves MY hair. Damn..... I wish she'd be my girlfriend with that hair all big and sexy.

"Forget her hair Molly look at her dress.....Damn girl your boyfriend is one hell of a lucky man." Said Madison

I blushed “I don't really have a boyfriend “I said.

They all stared. They couldn't believe I didn't have a boyfriend. After I answered all of their questions they said "Their loss"

I blushed again. Olivia spoke up " I love your makeup its so on point. And it matches your dress perfectly." The others agreed with her.

I didn't want to be rude so I said "I love your earrings"

Madison said " Oh yeah. We LOVE earrings. We love it more than makeup. Makeup takes too much time. Earrings are fast to wear and they look so good if you do it right." The other girls readily agreed with her.

"But why aren't you wearing any?" Molly said

"Well I have to yet pierce my ears" I replied " That's sort of why I'm here"

"Well what are you waiting for.... Christmas" said Madison "Let's get you some earrings"

All of the three girls immediately jumped up and dragged me to the purple puffy chair. "You're getting your ears pierced and you're getting them now." said Olivia

The stylist came forward and asked Olivia what she would like." Oh nothing for me thank you but I would like my friend here to get her ears pierced and don't take no for an answer"

Right away miss said the stylist. She got out a piercing gun and put it in place. "OK miss this will hurt a little" she said

"But the boys won't get enough" Olivia whispered in my ear.

I closed my eyes I felt a small sting on my left ear “Ow" I said. It was followed by a small prick in my right ear and left nose. It was painful but I managed anyhow. After they disinfected it they asked me on which starter earring and nosering I wanted. I chose simple gold pins for my ears and nose.

The girls and I were talking about sleepovers and dresses and makeup and bra sizes for the next 30 minutes. We saved each other’s numbers on our phones and we parted ways promising to see each other soon.

I called my mom and she loved my new earrings. I told her about my day and how I got 3 new friends. “See Alexandria being a girl isn't bad in fact it’s sort of fun right?"

I had to agree. Even though I was dragged to this life of being a girl it wasn't half bad it was actually kind of fun. I actually had friends for once

"You're right mom. I like this "I said.

She was filled with glee "OK I promised for a girl’s day out and you're going to get one. Young Lady we're going to the mall!"

The Dress Training

On the way to the mall I felt happy. Now I knew that people can't find out about me. I looked like a girl I just needed to act like one.

Three hours later, we came home. It was really quite fun. Mom took me to Victoria's Secret and bought me some lingerie. We went to Forever 21 for some cute tops (Did I just say cute?) and finally we got some hair care products and a hair straighter and a curler. I actually enjoyed myself quite a bit.

I went to my room to put my new things in their place. As I was finishing up my mom asked me to come out.

"WelI can see we had a lot of fun today" she said

"Yeah we sort of did mom" I responded

"Well every time you go out we can't have me putting on your dress for you. So the rest of the day we will be spending on how to wear clothes and behave like a lady in them"

"Alright mom" I said. This whole girl thing wasn't bad at all and maybe knowing the complete package would help me actually become a girl.

" Fine. Come to my room in 5 minutes" she said

In 5 minutes me and my mom were at her room. We first talked about how my first day in a dress was like. How I liked wearing a bra or how my panties just looked too cute.

We then went to my room and my mom opened the huge walk in closet. Once again the variety of choices girls had over boys in the issue of clothes is phenomenal. As I walked through my mom got a dress out of the racks. It was very pretty. It was a green dress with black accents and with ruffles. She explained that dresses like this are worn to parties and they will be what I wear to a party.

She then proceeded with other types of dresses. I couldn't believe I had skater dresses, gowns and a few short pink dresses. She also got me a bridesmaid dress in case there's a wedding in the near future.

Then she went to the saree's. In case you didn't know a Saree is an elegant work of clothing worn by Indian and Pakistani women. It seemed so hard to wear. But women looked so beautiful when they had them on. I realized that I was going to wear one sooner or later.

She pucked up a black Saree with a golden border and showed it to me. Doesn't it look beautiful Alexandria?

I looked at it. Definitely the embroidery and the intraquite designs make the sari visually stunning. The golden flowers along the border. "It does" I said. I couldn't deny it.

Well we still have time she said putting it away I don't want to rush.

After and hour of looking through clothes, my mom asked me to strip. I had no idea how so I called her.

"Oh Alexandria. There's a zipper in the back." She zipped it down and my sexy black lingerie was revealed. The bra really enhanced my girliness and the panties did no different. I looked like a girl who was about to have sex on her honeymoon night.

"Honey you look adorable. Well..... Here wear this." she said handing me a dress.

I examined the dress. It was a simple white dress with flowers on it. I found out where to go and that same feeling of freeness followed. I loved it it really was a more comfortable option. If there was just a dress which was not so girly I would wear it all the time.

After trying on at least 10 dresses she proceeded with the lingerie. She skipped the panties because they were self-explanatory and spent a clear 10 minutes showing me how to wear a bra. She was saying that someone as well-endowed as me has to wear one for the boys to stop. I blushed.

We had a long day. Mom made me wear some pink bunny pyjamas. I put my hair in a bunch and I went to dinner. In an hour I was in bed dreaming peacefully.

Vocal training

I woke up the next day to a bright summer morning. Without thinking I twisted my starter earrings and put the disinfectant on it. I found out instantly what I was wearing, after an initial shock I got over it and started to get ready. I went to the bathroom and looked at my earrings for the first time since I've got them. My ears were still sorta red but I thought that was normal. The earrings weren't too girly so that was good. Then I brushed my teeth and took a shower, again feeling my huge breasts and wondering if this was still a dream. I shampooed my long black hair and dried it with a towel. After 10 minutes of using the hairdryer, I went back to the humongous closet which was filled with clothes.

I wore a simple cream colored blouse and 3/4th jeans. I was wondering why I didn't wear the obvious white one with the jeans with hearts. I came to the conclusion that the pills were changing how I think.

At this point I didn't mind. After yesterday at the mall I learned people accept me better for being a girl. I also enjoyed it. Why do I have to fight these feelings I liked having friends I liked my mom pampering me. I like being a girl. I don't have to be mad about it I can just enjoy the ride.

I went to the table and told my mom the news. I knew that I didn't mind at first but this is actually accepting me for who I’m going to become. I was excited for the future. Exited for what's going to happen next.

Obviously my mom reacted well. She was on the phone with my dad right away and he asked me to speak with him. For the first time since I transformed I was talking to my dad

"Hey Alexandria" he said like nothing happened out of the ordinary

"Hey Daddy" I replied. OK that was a first, I never called my Dad by daddy. Well there's a first for everything.

"I just wanted to let you know that I'm coming home in a few weeks. Can I count on you in a pretty dress?" He said

"Definitely daddy" I giggled. This was kinda weird I never giggled like that before. Well whatever I have to get used to it anyway.

Mom talked to him for an hour and then hung up. "Alright since you've accepted yourself we're going to start vocal training. The pills which have strong doses of estrogen already did most of the work. You took them at a young age and so you have a more feminine voice and your body didn't develop like a male's. That's why you don't have to do any surgery ... Well except your SRS"

"SRS?" I asked

"SRS its sexual reassignment surgery. They're gonna take away your tiny penis and put a lovely vagina there instead"

"Oh" I said slightly surprised. After a pause i asked "Mom?"

"Yes honey." She replied

"If I have a girls voice then why do I need to learn to talk like a girl. I mean I already have the voice." I said

"The problems not your voice. It’s what you say with it. Girls speak differently from guys, and if you go on talking like a guy with your girlfriends then they'll think you're weird. We're trying to make you as much of a girl as possible Alexandria, what you speak is a huge part of that. You can't go out with your friends and not speak. It’s weird and girls are also supposed to be more talkative then guys. This part of your training is very important. I cannot stress that enough" she said.

She made a good point "OK mom. When do we start?"

"Right now" she said

True to her word she got up and we started. I'm not going to tell you the whole experience, that'll be huge but I am going to give you guys a summary.

First she made me watch commercials with women in them. I knew what they were selling but now I actually felt like I wanted them and I never felt that way about cover girl makeup or TresSemme shampoo before. My mom had all of that and she said she'd give me some.

After that she asked me not to drink cold beverages or eat ice cream. They would strain my vocal cords. For the rest of the day we practices.......talking like a girl!!! My mom said I had a very good soprano voice. (Probably because of the pills again).

The day winds up. We head back to our rooms to get some shut eye. I put on a milk white nightie and lay my hair back loose.

Three Weeks Later

I woke up in a good mood. Without knowing it I twisted my starter earrings, nosering and put disinfectant on it. It’s been a morning habit. Luckily from today I don't really have to do that anymore. I went downstairs in which my mom and dad weren't there yet. They're probably just sleeping in. They don't have enough time together.

I went and turned on the TV I was watching a really nice show about gold and how women in India just love it. I wasn't thinking of anything to fancy but those were really gorgeous necklaces and the earrings they had were lovely.

I should explain everything. It's been three weeks since you last saw me and a lot has changed. I usually wear short jeans and girly tops and I curl my hair. Now I even wear nail polish. It’s a way to assert my femininity. But we're getting ahead of ourselves. Let's go back to the day I'd thought I'd surprise my mom with me wearing makeup.

I woke up that day just like the day before it. I wasn't angry about my situation it just felt a little weird. Although I did have a feeling I should do something nice for my mom. She wants me to dress in a dress. Well I did that one time at the saloon and I don't have the practice for that. But then again I'll have to wear one when my dad gets here.

I decided with makeup. After a simple white top with a flower and jean shorts.(from when did I start wearing those) I sat down at my vanity and got to work.

I worked with simple foundation, a little blush, some light eyeliner and eye-shadow and lastly a soft beige lipstick. I also used a little lip gloss to give me that girly feeling (what did I just say). I could feel my thoughts as a male slowly drifting off. In their place female thoughts began to enter. I didn't mind.

I put a little perfume and walked out. My mom would see me with makeup for the first time. Without thinking I twisted the starters and made my way down the stairs.

My mom totally freaked. She knew I was going to do it but today, she felt like her dream is finally coming together. I felt happy not only for her but also for me. "I like this" I thought "I really really like this. I've admitted it before as well but I can't help but wonder why I do like this?"

My mom was dragging me to my room. "You young lady look beautiful. I can't believe you did that all by yourself. But you only finished a part of the work. I want you to go in there find a skirt and cute top that goes with that makeup. Nothing too dark and glossy. Those look much too plain to be going shopping on."

As I started to open the door my mom said "Oh one last thing. Just don't forget to wear underwear OK. “And with that she closed the door and I was free to choose what I want.

When I went in my heart was beating non-stop in my chest. I'm going to do it. I'm really going to wear a dress. All by myself. Well I guess we can get started.

As I walked into the closet which I knew so very well' something changed. I didn't see the clothes as girl clothes but I saw them as something that I would wear, I would want to wear, something that's normal to wear. I finally took a few light colored skirts off the hanger and two girly tops with floral patterns. This looks about right I said smiling to myself

In my room I laid all of the clothes on my bed. The skirts consisted of a plain white skirt which was long and had ruffles on it, the second one was also a long skirt but this one was yellow and it had flower patterns on it. The third skirt was a short black skirt. The tops consisted of a white floral print blouse and a beige one with the same pattern.

I’ve never wore female undergarments by myself but I do remember the classes that mom taught me. I settled on a pair of black lacy panties with a matching bra. I took them out of the closet and put them with my other clothes.

I finally settled on the short black skirt with the beige colored top because they seemed to be more appropriate for shopping. I was starting to like this process of choosing many of these clothes instead of just wearing a clean pair of boxers with some sweatpants and a gym shorts. You have so much more variety here.

I wore my skin colored leggings first. They'd help keep my modesty safe! Next I moved on to the panties and the bra. The bra was a little different at first but then I found out the trick. It actually made my boobs look really sexy as well as provided the support I needed. From that day I wore a bra as soon as I got out of the shower every single day.

Next came the skirt. I found out that it was easier to wear than a bra (it had a tiny zipper at the back). Also like the dress I wore it was much more freeing. In fact given the guy's situation. I think they need it more than we do!! (yes I'm aware I've referred to myself as a girl. I don't identify with boys anymore so I guess I'm a girl!)

After the skirt came the top which was kinda like a shirt. I figured it out. As I stepped to look in the mirror I was scared by my appearance. Would I look like a man in drag?

As I opened my eyes, I almost fainted. Right in front of me, in the mirror was one of the most beautiful girls I have seen in my life. This girl could knock any girl out of the park and also could make any guy do anything for her. It took some time but I figured out the girl was me. I had no idea I was so pretty. I was kinda mad actually. I was so pretty and it was wasted on a boy, a boy who didn't even want this magnificent life

I went into the bag that my mom got from the mall and got out the curler. The thing had clear instructions on it to which I followed. After some time of paining my nails a light peach shade and redoing my makeup. I put my makeup in my purse along with my cell phone, my wallet and my keys to the house. I also put in a few tampons. Even though I don't have a vagina it kinda feels right that I put them in there.

I went out and now it was my mom's turn to get excited. She was literally jumping up and down. " Oh Alexandria, you.....you look even more beautiful when you dress yourself. I thought we could go to the mall and get your makeup done professionally but I've seen you paid a lot of attention when I thought you about it. We need to celebrate. We're going out for lunch. And then well get a Spa treatment. You deserve it. You look absolutely gorgeous " she said

As my mom opened the door she said "Ladies first. " I walked out through the door and she locked it behind her.

"Here we go!! " she said.

I'm not going to bore you with all of the thing that happened that day at the spa or at the restaurant. It wasn't that interesting. But what surprised me was when my mom told me on the ride home that dad was coming in a few days.

I could hardly hold my excitement. Daddy's coming home I thought. I'm going to wear a super pretty dress.

And that's what I did, in 2 days my mom told me she was going to pick up my dad and she wanted me to wear something that'll make me look good.

I wore a plain white sundress with yellow flowers. Then I did my makeup and curled my hair. It took some time but in 10 minutes I was ready to go.

Dad came home and was even more surprised to see me then usual. You should've seen the look on his face. Pure happiness. He lifted me up and spun me around. "I see your mom has done a great job here" He said giving mom a small peck on the lips.

" Yes daddy. I love being a girl. And mom has brought me so many things I don't even know what to wear. I'm just waiting for my earring holes to heal." I replied

"Well let's wait and see" he said.

He went to the master bedroom to freshen up. Mom went in after him.

Well here we are. Back to where we left off. My dad has just informed me that we are going to a traditional party. A party which was very important to him and his company. He wanted me and my mom to dress up in traditional attire. I had no idea what to wear since.

The Party

OK let's move on with the story.

I woke up out of my bed and my hair was all over my face. I found a hairband nearby and put my hair into a ponytail. I then went into the bathroom finished my shower and brushed my teeth as usual I tossed on a grey bra and a beige panty (since I couldn’t find the matching one's) and then wore a light blue top with darker blue stripes and some really short jeans Then I made my way down to where my parents were sitting.

My Parents were talking about something when I came in. They complimented my dress and fashion and then they went back to whispering

"Are you sure she's ready??" I could hear my Dad whispering at my mom

"Positive" she replied

I was very curious about this. But 10 minutes later my parents came out with it.

My Dad started out " Alexandria," he said " I know you've been out to the mall and the saloon before but I have to ask you from the bottom of your heart did you feel the slightest bit that you would be recognized as a guy?" He said?

"Well obviously in the start, yes but I think I have finally accepted myself as a girl so I really don't think I'll have a problem with that again." I replied

Both of my parents heaved sighs of relief

"Your father has a very important event to go to and he was worried that you couldn't come as.... well.... you" Mom said

"Wait..... are you talking about the huge party dad's company throws every year?" I replied

"Yes that's the one" he said

"But.... you're colleagues have known me for a long time as your son" I said. I still wanted to go as a girl I just didn't want to get recognized

" I got promoted remember last year. I have new colleagues and they don't know a thing. I promise. Now its completely up to you but let me know in 1 hour OK" he said smiling

I didn't need an hour "I'll go" I said.

Dad told me that it was western formal wear tonight. So I'd have to wear a dress. Luckily my ears were healed so I could wear some earrings to mask my almost nonexistent masculinity.

The party started at 10:00 PM so I had the whole day free. I played on the XBox and watched some movies and I also played some basketball and got back to studying. I'm not a nerd or anything but I get good grades and I want to keep it that way.

At 4:30 my mom asked me to start getting ready by 5. She me that she had a surprise for me. I could hardly wait.

As my om called me into the room she shut and locked the door, behind her there was a blazer bag. She asked me to sit down.

"Now, you're dress is in that bag. Now along with that this box contains everything else you will wear such as the makeup and the jewelery." she said holding a medium sized box. " You are free to style your hair, but as I see fit, and for this party and this dress I think adding some large curls to your hair would be best a they give it some more volume."

"Alright mom." I said " Do I have to wear something on my hair like a hair band?"

"I think a hair band would do" she said. "But if you're wearing it i want you to wear one which is the same color of the dress" she added.

I nodded in approval

"Great!" she exclaimed "Okay, the reason I called you here is because of your earrings. I know you've worn your starters for three weeks now and I couldn't think of a better time for you to start wearing earrings than tonights party" she said " I think its time to show you how to wear earrings"

For 30 minutes my mom showed me the massive hump of earrings in my closet and how to wear each one of them. It was fairly simple. Take the starters out, put disinfectant on it and wait for a few minutes. Then take the stick of the earring and put it through the hole. Some of them had a screw like combination on the back.

Finally my mother told me what she would be wearing to the party. She went to her room. To get the two dresses she narrowed it down to. She wanted me to decide what she was going to wear! (Giving me firm instructions not to look at my dress since she wanted to surprise me)

In two minutes, she came back with a gorgeous floor length black dress. It was more of a gown actually. It was simple but elegant, a solid black gown except for the top of the breast line which was a starry design. It was chiffon with a sweetheart neckline. She was wearing a matching starry bracelet along with a beautiful diamond necklace and matching earrings and small nosering.

The other dress was a dark green strapless mermaid styled dress. It was ruffled and it was more of an evening gown. It had three diamond flowers on the left side of the dress near the waist. She was complimenting it with a diamond necklace and earrings as well but this one had emeralds accented with it.

Both of them on my mother with her hair perfectly made and her makeup on spot would definitely steal the show. But i had to choose one

"Mom I think that the first one would look better on you since, Dad is also wearing a black suit and tie." I said

"Well aren't you right." she said smiling.

She left the room shortly afterwards and I started getting ready.

 

As my mother left the room, I opened the blazer bag, it was a beautiful ruby red party dress, it was a simple satin dress, thee only signs of complications being the three diamond stars on the left side of the dress. Folds were diverging out of all three of them making the dress look even more stunning than it already is. It didn’t have a ruffled skirt but a skirt which instead hugged the body. It was very pretty but not as gorgeous as mom’s. Also this dress was strapless; this means that I would have to wear a strapless bra with it. I’ve never worn one (even though I have many in my huge closet). I selected a simple satin ruby red strapless bra with matching panties. The colour of the bra was the same as the colour of the dress. Looking at the dress and the choice of lingerie that I was choosing to wear it wasn’t rocket science that I would be turning a lot of heads tonight, mostly boys I thought. I still haven’t found out my feelings towards boys yet. Would I like them after SRS, would I become lesbian or bi? Will I even be attracted to anyone after this is all over? I knew my parents were very liberal and if I did come out as lesbian my parents wouldn’t care. Same goes with being bi. I just wanted to know about my future.

Putting these thoughts to the back of my head, I took a really long shower, which really relaxed me and made all of my tensions go away. I shampooed my hair and massaged my head as the warm water came over me and onto my large breasts which I then massaged. After my long shower, I went and dried my long black hair and put them in the curlers. After that I wore my leggings being careful not to tear them. Then I proceeded with my lingerie, which I have to admit took some time because of that strapless bra but after I got it, I was looking really sexy. Then came my makeup. I settled on mascara and eyeliner with a light red eye shadow, also foundation and blush were to be applied. My lipstick was obviously ruby red (I filled in my lips with lip liner before and coated it with red lip gloss) and I would wear a red hairband. I’ve also decided ruby red nail polish because I’ve never worn it and I want to see how it looks on me. But I’ll leave that to the end since it takes time to dry and Ii need to wear all of my other things as well.

I took my dress out of the bag and found the zipper at the back. I opened the zipper and stepped inside. The dress was not as freeing as other skater dresses that I wore usually. I took the curlers out of my hair and beautiful curls came lashing down. They were perfect for the dress. Looking in the mirror I found out how pretty I looked, and I wasn’t even done! I wore my hairband and opened the small box that came along with the blazer bag. There was a single stranded pearl necklace and simple pearl earrings along with a pair of pearl bracelets. Even though they weren’t red it still complimented the dress perfectly. I wore the bracelets on either of my hands. Then opened the mechanism on the back of the necklace, put it around my neck, and fastened it. Finally I wore my earrings by taking out my starters and disinfecting my earlobes and waiting for 5 minutes before I poked the stick of the earring in my right ear and screwed it on. I did the same for the left side ad before I knew it I was sporting two pearl earrings.

I wore my red 3 inch heels put my phone, wallet and some makeup in my purse. I wore a little perfume and walked out of my room. Dad complimented me on my dress like it was the most normal thing. Mom came up in a few minutes looking gorgeous in her black dress with matching jewelry. Her makeup was spot on. I could see dad’s jaw drop as he was looking at the sheer beauty of mom.

After 5 minutes of complete shock, Mom said “Well….. Do you like it?”

Dad was so much in shock that he just nodded his head.

“Do you think we should be going” Mom said

Dad nodded again, clearly love struck

As we moved out of the door Mom said “Alexandria, you look very pretty with those pearl earrings on!”

I touched them, it felt as if there was something alien on my ear. I’d probably get uses to it.

I texted the girls that I’d be going out and I won’t be back till late.

 

Sabrina

 

The party was held in a large open field and was filled with people who were really important to dad’s company. We go to this party every year but since dad got promoted to Senior President of his firm, we were thee guests of honour at this gathering and all eyes would not only be on dad but mom and myself.
I could feel the tension. What if I didn’t look good enough? I looked through my purse and got out my foundation. It came with a little mirror. I looked through it and found myself looking as radiant as ever. “It’s now or never.” I say to myself as we walk in.

Dad’s boss instantly greets us when we enter the open field. The decorations were mind blowing, I looked around, the golden lanterns enveloping me in their light, to one side of the park there’s a huge moon bounce for the little kids, next to that there’s the food stations, opposing the moon bounce was a stage where they are probably going to formally declare dad as the senior president ad next to it the adults were off in the bar to but the real action was happening in the center as a live DJ was playing music, all of the teenagers were around him dancing to the music. It was unbelievable that this much was done for my dad.

“Phillip!” said my Dad, warmly greeting his boss.

“Ah! Yes George,” said my Dad’s boss! “So glad you and your family could make it” he said “After all you are the guest of Honor”

“Well, I’m not here to be made a fuss out of.” said my dad modestly

“Nonsense today is your day” he replied

“How about you go socialize over there” my mom whispered to me

Ignoring the pit feeling in my stomach, I go up to the DJ and try to socialize with some kids. The music he was playing was really good so for once I let myself go and started dancing along to the beat.

“Hey” said a voice

I looked up to see who it was, it was a girl, and she was really into the groove dancing to the beat
“Who…..me?” I asked?

“Yeah, you.” she said “You’re really pretty.”

“Thanks, so are you.” And I meant it, she was wearing a black party dress which like mine was strapless but it was a little bit more simple (nonetheless she looked beautiful in it), she was wearing black pumps and had her hair done really nicely in curl’s along with a thin cover of lip gloss which really made her lips sparkle, she wore some tan foundation to make her look even more beautiful. She was also wearing a diamond necklace with simple diamond stud earrings. She looked really pretty and I would’ve done anything to go out with her.

“Thanks!” she said “Hey look do you want to dance?”

“Sure” I said

“Oh and by the way my name’s Sabrina!” she said

“I’m Alexandria” I replied

We had a great night, we danced and talked. I even met Madison, Olivia and Molly who complimented me on my choice of simple yet beautiful earrings I introduced them to my new friend Sabrina. Later when we were talking I found out that she was new here. She didn’t have any friends and was always really antisocial. The only reason she was dancing was because she loved the DJ.

“Wow” I said when we were both behind the crowd and sitting on the grass “I remember when I was antisocial, but then I met Madison, Olivia and Molly” Now we talk everyday

“Yeah they seemed really nice” said Sabrina

“They’re obsessed with earrings” I giggled

“Really?” she said smiling

“That’s kinda how I met them, I was in the saloon getting my ears pierced and they started conversation, I even know their boyfriends and exes now” I said giggling

“Wow… When did you get your ears pierced?”

“It was actually quite recently” I said thinking “A few weeks ago”

“Wow, she said moving my long hair back towards my ears. You really look pretty in those earrings” she said blushing.

I was so taken with this girl, her beauty was just unbearable, and the way she was sitting, the light reflecting her perfectly shaped symmetrical face, She was just too hot to resist, I had to make my move, I couldn’t take it anymore, I don’t care if she thinks I’m weird, I can’t help myself.

But before I could lean in to kiss her, she leaned forward puckering her lips onto mine, I closed my eyes, the warmth from her lips on my face, it was beautiful. She broke it off suddenly and looked paralyzed with fear. “I’m so sorry” she said “I had no idea what I was doing. I can’t believe that I just……

She didn’t have time to finish her sentence. I leaned in giving her a kiss so passionate that I only could dream about, the feeling of warmth came back, along with a lot of pleasure, It didn’t matter if everyone was watching or not, not when she felt this way about me, not when anyone felt this way about me, she fell back onto the grass letting me go all over her, we didn’t know how long we were there making out like the love struck teenagers we thought we were or we actually were, all we know was that after we were done, just held hands and listened to the music, We listened until the music stopped. Suddenly I looked at my phone and found out it was 10:00

“Shit!” I said

“What happened” said Sabrina

“It’s 10:00, my dad’s giving the guest of honor speech”

“The Guest of Honor is your dad?” said Sabrina. “My dad worships him, the things he does for the office are monumental. He deserves this spot.”

“Thanks” I said

“Well” Sabrina said, I guess I’ll talk to you later” she said giving the cutest smile

“Very soon” I said smiling back

We got up and kissed again and the feelings of warmth and dopamine came back. But we pulled away quicker than I would’ve liked.

“Now go” she said smiling

I started on my way back when I suddenly remembered “Sabrina!” I called “Sabrina! Your phone number!”

“What was I thinking? Not giving my number to my girlfriend” she said. I blushed

“I’ll talk to you later” I said when she gave me her number

“Now go already” she said

As I made my way towards the stage where my dad was getting ready for the speech, I imagined my new girlfriend in my mind. Her perfectly tan face, her dress, her hair, how it flowed as I asked myself one thing

 

“How in the world did I get that girl to fall in love with me?”

 

The Aftermath

 

As I made my way back to the podium to hear my dad speak, I was flustered by emotions. I had no idea that Sabrina was lesbian, it took me by surprise no doubt but obviously in my favor, I could hardly think when I sat down and dad’s speech was a blur. I couldn’t stop thinking about the nights events. What if I changed after they pumped all of that estrogen in my body during SRS. Will I still be attracted to her, will I have to break up with her. How would I tell her the truth? Would she be OK with dating a transgender? I didn’t know that a person could feel so many emotions. I had to tell someone, someone who understood me and would understand what I’m going through. I have to ask mom, I realized. She’s the closest one who would know what I’m going through.

I found it intriguing that a few weeks ago, I was fighting for my manliness, even though a girls’ life is much better and more exciting. But I never had to go through all of this when I was a boy. There was still the question of going to school and SRS and I don’t even know about the stress of my academics over it.
We came home at 10 that night and I hurried to my room. I changed into a nightie and went to bed just thinking. I probably went to sleep at around 12 at night. I couldn’t stop thinking of beautiful Sabrina.
Next morning I wore the first thing I found (an oversized v neck shirt and some short jeans). Didn’t even bother wearing my underwear. I picked up my phone and saw that Sabrina had texted me “Hey love thinking about you” followed by 3 kissy faces.

I replied with another kissy face and made my way down to the table. Mom and Dad were sitting there, surprised by what I was wearing but I said that I couldn’t wear a dress everyday right. I also told Dad that I needed a private talk with Mom.

Mom and I went to the living room and I told her everything that happened last night to the message that I’ve just texted Sabrina. She listened to me without answering and looked at me and sighed and took a sip of her coffee. “I knew this would happen someday or the other” she said. “Well first things first. Are you attracted to Sabrina?”

I thought that this was a stupid question figuring that I told her that we spend at least 30 minutes intensely making out in the grass. I replied with a solid “Yes”

She moved on to the next question. “Do you think you’d be attracted to her after the surgery?”

“I don’t know mom” I replied

“Have you told her” she asked me

“Not yet” I said

“Well I would tell her as soon as possible” she said

“Mom! We just met” I told her

“Yes, but you already made out like animals at the concert” she said “Look she’s your girlfriend, tell her when you please but if it was me I would want to know as soon as possible”

“I’ll tell her” I said

“It’ll be harder as time goes on” she said “You would get more attracted to her and her qualities you wouldn’t want to let her leave if she doesn’t accept you and who you were.”

I didn’t want to believe her but I had to face the truth. I pulled out my phone and texted her.

“Sabrina, I haven’t been completely honest to you and I think we should get this out of the way before we go further can you meet me near the library?”

She replied almost instantaneously “Yeah, I think we need to set some rules for this relationship as well”
At 4:00 that evening I was in the library when I saw her. She was wearing a plain white blouse with jeans. Even without the dress and the jewellery and makeup she looked so beautiful and my heart ached.
Putting my feelings away I said “Can we walk?”

“Sure” she said smiling

We were outside of the library and it was a beautiful summer day the birds chirping, the sun shining and the warm air outside made it perfect weather to walk and talk. We held each other’s hands and looked at each other. We were about the same height and I was feeling nervous to the stomach
“Look Sabrina I want to tell you something” I started off

Her face broke into a pretty serious look as she said simply “OK”

I started off with “There’s no easy way for me to say this but I find you incredibly attractive a…..and nothing would change that, but before we take this further, I want to tell you…..S…….. Sabrina, I…….I’m a boy.”

 

The Reaction

 

“What?” she said?

 

“I….I’m a boy” I repeated “I mean biologically at least”

Then I told her my story of the past few weeks.

She smiled “I don’t mind.” she said “I mean I think no less of you. To me you’re my girlfriend and that’s it”
I was relieved to hear her say it and I gave her a small kiss on her cheek.

The rest of the day passed by with talking to her about my life and my future of SRS which I will take. She asked me questions sometimes and I was quite straightforward with her. She was concerned about the future of our relationship and we both agreed its best to cross that bridge when we get to it.

By the time I came home it was 7 PM. We had a wonderful date, we got to know each other better and I really got to know Sabrina. Mom and Dad were waiting on the table, Mom spoke, “So how was your date?”

“It was amazing mom we did all sorts of stuff.”

“Ok glad you had fun, I just want to let you know that your aunt is getting married in a month, the invite just came.” She said

“Oh, I said but when she’s getting married, all of the women will be wearing……..”

“Saree’s” Mom finished

I thought about it, Wearing dresses was one thing nut wearing a saree would not just accept my role of feminity in my house or in parties but it also shows I’m a girl to a community, a fairly conservative community to be more precise. Although it was my only Aunt which was getting married and she’s quite liberal.

“But, mom I won’t be able to get used to wearing sarees, I mean I haven’t even touched one yet, How can

I get used to wearing really large embroidery sarees? And what about everyone there? Do they know about me?” I remarked

Mom laughed “First of all, she said everyone there knows and have no problem with it. We told them a few years ago that you were on hormones and they were sceptical but they are excited to see you for the saree question, A week before I will show you everything on sarees, from how to wear them to how to keep the large embroidery ones on, and as we can see from your preparation yesterday you have no problem looking like a woman.”

“Yeah but that was a dress! I don’t know if I’m ready for a Saree.”

“Just give it a try, you never thought that you would wear a dress, but now would you prefer a dress or jeans and a t-shirt?”

As much as I wanted to go for the latter, the former seemed more appealing, “Fine mom you win I’ll give it a try”

“Ok now it’s time for dinner and them off to bed”

I didn’t even look at the time, it was 10 minutes to 8

Quickly I finished dinner and I went up to bed

In my bed I was thinking of the sarees that I had in my closed they were all huge and heavy, I didn’t even see a simple design in there. But then again I didn’t really explore the saree section last time did I?

I slept in 5 minutes thinking of dresses and makeup and Sabrina. Most of all I was dreaming of me at a saree.

 

Wearing a Saree

 

I woke up two weeks later, knowing exactly what today was. Today was the day I had to wear a saree for the first time. I knew I didn’t want to do this but it was necessary and I want to be a girl so bad so I just accepted my fate and got up.

I wore the first thing that I found in my closet which was apparently a light blue blouse and a flowery blue skirt. I tied my hair up in a ponytail with a light blue scrunched, and made my way down for some breakfast when my mom was just beaming with happiness that her daughter was going to wear a saree. Dad was there with his newspaper just drinking his coffee and I looked at him to convince mom for me to wear a dress. He didn’t take the hint.

My mom and I went to the living room, where she told me about sarees and how to wear them. She then explained with a simple white one with red borders. It was pretty and it was also simple so I actually paid attention since she said I wouldn’t be wearing anything too flashy today. I would be wearing a white one with a gold border which was as plain as it gets. It was a cotton saree and easy to move in and also comfortable. She said that we’ll move on to larger more heavy ones in a few days and unlike dresses these take time to get used to.

I felt like I was back in one of my girl training classes a few weeks back, and technically I kinda was but this was much more advanced. After an hour of listening and actually doing it I tried it on myself. And it was not that bad my folds and ruffles were a bit off but other than that I kinda got it. I practiced a few more times and after I finally got it I went to my room and wore the one with a gold border (we were practicing with the red bordered one). I first took off my blouse and skirt, I adjusted my bra since the straps were going off in my shoulders and then wore the petticoat and the blouse which were the easy part. Now I took the saree and tucked it in the petticoat and wrapped it around a few times. Now I had to wear make a few folds and tuck it in the saree, which I did. Then I brought around the saree and held it in my right hand while arranging the border evenly so it didn’t mess up, almost done I took in my left hand while leaving it over my shoulders. I finally used a safety pin to keep it in place.

For accessories, I wore small simple gold hoop earrings, which tied up the dress perfectly and I showed my mother who was literally screaming in delight.

The rest of the day passed normally except for the fact that I was wearing a saree. It was really starting to grow on me and by the time I took it off, I was actually looking forward for the next few days.

As I slept in my bed I wondered why I was so worried. Sarees aren’t bad or horrible in fact they are quite fun and pretty. And with that thought I drifted off to bed.

 

Aunt’s wedding

 

My Aunts wedding was huge. Four days it was actually and my mom was making me wear even more feminine sarees and they were getting hot. Luckily it was winter and the temperature decreased a bit compared to the hot summer air of India. That was a relief. Even though the wedding was quite far away we were there in a matter of hours. It was quite lovely actually the place. There were beautiful palm trees and lakes all around us. My Aunt was getting married next to nature like she likes it.
When we arrived at my Aunts place, my relatives greeted me like I was their daughter to them I was a girl and I was glad to be treated as such. My female cousins and I were gossiping about, everything they’ve missed out on my life. They were keen to know the exact details of my transformation. I didn’t mind. I don’t care that I was a boy. Now I’m a girl and nothing will change that.

“So….Alexandria? When are you doing SRS?” My cousin Mindy asked me

“Oh…I said, probably after the wedding” I replied

“How was the transition?” My cousin Mary Ann asked me

“Well at first there was some resistance” this sentence made them giggle for some reason. “But in due time I enjoyed being a woman”

“Just wait until your first period” she replied

Everyone laughed

The night before the first day of the wedding my mother pulled me into a room to show me what I would be wearing the next day. It was really pretty. It didn’t have a lot of embroidery on it. Instead it was a simple blue saree with a red blouse. She told me that I would be wearing something really fancy on the last day of the wedding.

The next morning my mom made me wake up at 4 AM. She said that the wedding would start in 2 hours. Shit! I had to go for a shower, get ready and go to the wedding hall in 2 hours.

The morning was complete madness. I luckily got in the shower and unlike my luxurious half an hour baths at home this one was done in 10 minutes. I quickly wore a bathrobe and got out of there into the room where all of the girls were changing

This was something that I’d never see as a boy, they’d probably hit me if I even took a small peek but now I could see girls stripping away with their bras in plain view. Some of them even came up to me and said things like “Nice bra” or “You have larger boobs than me!” It was quite awkward since I knew these people for as long as I can remember. And even though I knew I was a girl, it felt weird when someone other than my mom, dad or Sabrina knew about my secret.

Oh Sabrina. I miss her so much, we were talking every day and texting as much as we could. She was really helpful with me and my ‘girl issues’ and I helping her with her issues of being too shy in front of people. We were really getting close. I was just thinking about her beautifully tanned face when Mom came up to me, completely dressed and handing me my saree and accessories

“Young lady! We have only one hour left and you haven’t even started on your hair! Move faster”

Her voice brought me back into reality

“Oh I’m sorry Mom, I’ll be out in half an hour”

Muttering something about tardiness she was out of the door.

I looked at what she gave me and it seemed pretty. It was the blue saree with the red blouse and with it there were some blue bangles and some dangling simple blue earrings with a simple blue diamond necklace to finish it off.

I wore my light blue bra with ease along with the matching pantie set. I then started on my hair when I put curlers in them. I worked on to the saree and with the practice I’ve been having it took me 10 minutes to get it all done. Then I worked on the accessories. First taking out the small gold hoops I’ve been wearing and fastening the blue earrings in its place. Then the necklace which was a little heavy but nothing I couldn’t handle. I opened up the mechanism at the back like I always do and then put it around my neck and closed it. It was a large necklace and I could feel the feeling of the cold metal on my neck. Oh! How I loved that feeling. Finally the bangles went on my hands by pushing them on there. Then I came to makeup which I decided not so much of, I put a small amount of foundation and a little blush with light blue eye shadow. I used some eyeliner to give my eyes a nice neat shape. Then I proceeded with some red lipstick to match my blouse, but not before some lip liner to keep the lipstick there for an extended period of time. Finally a little lip gloss to give a sexy look to the whole attire.

I looked at the mirror and staring back at me was a beautiful girl. No signs of manliness at all. I felt great and people were telling me I looked great, because in 10 seconds my mother opened the door and handed me some clear liquid in a bottle. It was clear nail polish which I wore in 3 minutes. After it driving off we started on the 20 minute drive to my Aunts wedding.

 

I won't bore you with the details of the wedding since it was quite long. But I will tell you exactly what I wore on each day.

On the second day I wore a beautiful traditional lime green saree with a traditional red blouse to match. I wore a plaid of jasmine on my single braid of hair and along with it I wore some simple golden hoops in my ears. I wore some simple foundation and peach colored lipstick.

The third day I wore a amazing pink and gold saree with pink flowers in my hair and matching pink and gold earrings and a matching necklace. I also wore light pink glass bangles with some pink lipstick and some blush. My hair was in a large updo and it looked amazing.

The last day however, was when I wore the most lavish saree I've worn. It was a black and gold saree with a golden border and a black blouse with little golden stars and a gold border. It looked beautiful. I wore a black bra and black panties to match the saree and golden bangles with intricate diamonds in them. For makeup I selected some simple foundation and some pink blush along with some black eye shadow with accents of gold. I also used some eyeliner to give my eyes a bit more colour and volume. Finally my favourite part the accessories. I used one of my favourite necklaces from my collection which was a black stringed necklace with a gold spherical pendant in the middle of the necklace with spotted black dots now for the earrings. I knew that my hoops would go extraordinarily well with the dress but I wanted to make it look really traditional and stylish so I found some beautiful gold jhumkas earrings which complimented the dress amazingly.

I looked beautiful. I'm in love with the saree and the earrings. I took a quick selfies and texted it to Sabrina. Oh how I miss her. I came out and my mother complimented me on my dress options. We went to the car and left to the final day of the wedding. The whole way I could feel the jhumkas earrings moving on my ears. How I loved that feeling.