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Sunday, 15 March 2015

How I became wife - Part 2

In the first part, I completed the introduction of me,my wife and family. Let's continue about my life further now.

       Myself and Radha are married for the past three years. Since its Radha's father who gave me a career and a face value to me, Its Radha who is always dominant in our married life. I never interfered in any of her decisions. I live in her father's house, doing his father's business and all the money I spend are given by her father and family. How can I go against them?. I always love this position as I enjoy a swanky life which I got by simply marrying her. I never took any risks or worked hart to earn this. Then why bother the wife's dominance?. I'm just doing husband duties by satisfying my wife and living a luxurious life. I almost forgot my crossdressing after marriage since I got all the luxuries of life and a beautiful wife. Things kept me occupied always. Though I got all wealth from my father in law, I didn't worked lavishly. I've done my part to get the business going and by god's grace, the garment business is generating decent revenue. Hence, my father in law is also happy about me.
      It was a usual Sunday evening, We were spending time casually watching TV. The movie 'aanazhagan' was being telecasted where tamil actor prashanth played a full length lady role in a very convincing manner. A still from the movie

         The movie was more than enough to kindle my feminine side to full swing. I was just thinking myself as a lady while sitting in the drawing hall itself. But somehow came back to reality and behaved myself. We proceeded to retire for the day after dinner. Everyone went to their room. Myself and Radha came to our room. The feminine feelings were racing in my mind like a hot stream of water. Oh god!!
         Radha showed intentions to have sex that day. Now, though I don't satisfy her to the peak, I do a decent work when it comes to sex. Our sex life was never an excited one. However, it went without any boredom. As always she started by directly grabbing my rod. I was in extra feminine mood and was willing to submit myself more than usual. She got rid of all her cloths and dropped them in the floor. And ordered to remove my dresses. Since I was in over submissive mood, I immediately removed my dress fully and sat on my knees in front of her. Though she got a mild jerk as she didn't expected such a behavior from me, she started liking it. She showed her dominance by sitting in the bed and bringing her leg in front of my face while I was kneeling.
         I started licking her feet for the first time in life. She liked it. Then I took her bra and started smelling it with eyes closed. feminine feelings were racing like anything inside me. I hugged the bra close to my small breasts. Now she sensed many things about me. Suddenly, she made me wear her bra and panty. I was shocked and surprised at the same time. She dominated like anything during the sex that day. She sucked my nipples, bite all over the body and had sex like a man. Except that I had a rod, I performed fully as a lady. Once I ejaculated, she even made me lick my own cum by sitting on my face. But, I was very satisfied that day on the degree of dominance I received from her. I slept with the bra and panty itself.

Saturday, 14 March 2015

How I became wife - Part 1

Synopsis : How a closet crossdresser gets converted to a wife by his wife itself.

The Story:

         Hi friends, This is Nandhan. I'm a well settled 30 years old married guy with a desire to crossdress secretly. I started crossdressing at the age of 15 and continuing still secretly. My wife is Radha who is from a affluent family. Her dad is one of the big shots in out town. In  fact, he is the one who made me a businessman by giving a huge money as marriage gift when I married. I'm now taking care of the garments export business that he started for me. My wife has 4 elder brothers out of which the last one is not married yet.
       About my wife, Ravishing is one word to describe her. She is 3 years elder to me. Yes, you heard it right. Our marriage happened only because of a strange horoscope match between us. Mine was the only one matching with her's when her dad was looking for a bride groom for her. Hence I got the opportunity to marry her. Otherwise, I'm no match to her beauty and wealth. Everything happened because of my lucky starts. That's what I should say. Otherwise, how a jobless, middle class, average looking guy can marry such a beautiful girl with lots of wealth.
     Now, coming about me, I'm a normal looking south Indian. little over 6 ft height, normal body type with little chubbiness. Since I kept crossdressing as my habit from the age of 15, I took much care that my feminine aspects doesn't vanish as I grow in age. I use to take fenugreek seeds to maintain my breasts, use hair remover creams secretly and maintain a hair free body. Since I did this from the puberty age itself, everyone thought this is how my physique is. In fact, in school and college, I got a lot of criticisms for my little breasts and slightly wide bums.

Monday, 13 May 2013

This is how I became what I am today!!! - Part 2

I was too convinced about my looks.. I thought that no one will recognize me as male. It gave me immense courage that day. I took the bold step. locked my house, started walking down the streets enjoying my femininity. swaying my hands and hips like a natural lady.. wow it was heavenly to walk alone as a lady in saree at night.. the sweet sound of my payals and bangles, and the mesmerizing sound of my saree moving in between thighs..amazing.. i was lost in my world of femininity.sunk deep inside feminine feel, lost myself and reached some unknown road in dark. "aye nillu di", came a harsh voice from behind which brought me into reality. I turned back nervously. there, standing 4 men under influence of alcohol along with their scorpio car. I started sweating profusely. they all looked too big and looked like goondas. they walked near me. I was frozen in fear. I felt wetness in my armpit, hip areas because of my sweating. I immediately started to run to escape from them holding my saree above knee level to run fast. "aye nillu di", they shouted and chased me. it was like a deer running for life from 4 wild animals.. finally, one of the four managed to catch me. he hugged me so tight that I don't escape again. by this time, all the other three also reached I tried to escape, they were angry on me and started beating me. I started crying like was a deserted tar road. tone guy unzipped his pant and exposed his organ which was so tight and big.."sappu di(suck it bitch)", he said. I was frozen, I never did such things, that too in a public road.
           I don't know from where I got the courage, I bite his penis in a flash of a second.. He started screaming, I again started to run, with more speed this time.they were chasing me more furiously now.This time, another guy managed to reach me, he inserted his leg inbetween mine while I was running, I lost my balance and fell on the road. as I was running very fast, I fell down with great force because of which, I got hurted in my knees, elbows,etc. Before I compose myself, all the four started to tear my blouse while I was lying in the road guy removed his shirt and tied my hands.My whole body started shivering. the guy who got bitten by me was too furious. he started beating me with his belt all over my body. i started jumping in pain. another guy gave me a tight kick with his boots in my mouth. I started bleeding from mouth. their beatings made me weak and weak further. They were so angry on me and was beating me with no idea of stopping.
        At one point of time, they stopped. but i was not in a position to stand or move. I was bleeding through my nose and mouth. my saree was totally messed. my boobs were exposed and blouse was torn. they made me lay on the road. it was hurting as my breast was brushing against the tar road directly. they started raping me through my ass one by one on the road itself. I was screaming like anything. But its only my voice echoed in the whole area. No sign of any human activity in that area.. "naaye, yevlo thimiru irundha yenodadha kaduchu iruppe?! (bitch, how dare you bite my penis?)", shouted the guy who got bite by me.I was totally out of energy and lying in the road without any movements.. the other three made me stand up. that guy came in front of me. "machi, indha ali oda kottai ya nasukku da (mate, crash the nuts of this transgender)" said one of the three men holding me..He came in front of me. with full force, he kicked in between my legs. "aaaaaahhhhhh", I felt the pain of my lifetime. I literally felt my balls crashing and bursting. Before I compose myself, one more kick. I cried like anything. now, all the three left me.. I was standing on my own, with just enough energy to stand.I immediately placed both of my hands in between my legs out of pain. The guy who kicked me went some 3,4 steps back, with great force, he approached me and gave a tight kick in my stomach.That's it. I was thrown for some good 10 feet distance and fell on a bush side by.They dragged me to the road again.
        I was moaning in great pain all over my body. They started doing the unimaginable. All the four started to kick my pubic area with force. "aahhhh, aiyo amma, pls vittudunga, aiyo valikkidhu", none of my words were audible to them. they continued to kick. I slowly lost my consciousness. it became full dark. Before closing my eyes, this is what I heard the last. "idha kondu poi akka kitta poduvom".

to be contd..

Saturday, 2 March 2013

This is how I became what I am today!!! - Part 1

Life was going smoothly..until I did the thing of my desire one day.. I dont remember the date exactly.. it was an year before. Bangalore, my city of hopes and dreams where I have been living for 7 years. everything was fine. My Profession, Crossdressing,etc. I was living alone in a 1 RK (Room Kitchen combo which is very famous in Bangalore and a hot choice of accommodation among working professionals.) with ample of privacy. So, I was free to dress anytime. My routine was something like this, I use to dress up in my choice of saree once I come to home after office. Cook for myself and sleep.. morning I will get up and will remain in saree till I prepare breakfast, then take bath,change to male dress and leave to office. Weekends will be full time dressed and do all woman house chores and ofcourse cook my food. Life was going peacefully. Because of my routine, my wardrobe is filled with sarees,chudidhars and patiala salwars as I prefer to dress up in traditional fashion. the only male dresses in my wardrobe are the formal ones that I use for office.Other than that, I dont even have male underwears as I always wear satin panties even to work. Always I use to have shoulder length hair and maintain hairless body by doing full body shave every weekend. It was wonderful..I was living to my heart's content as a female except office hours. Because of my way of life, I have a very less friends as I always maintain some distance with friends and colleagues.That's all about my intro.
         It was a long weekend in rainy season last year. Not able to recall the holiday occasion.As usual I returned from office on friday evening. I started preparing myself specially as it is a long weekend and I'll be living as woman for full three days. I bought 2 dozens of new bangles,some new jewels,jasmine flowers,a pair of heavy earrings,a pair of sandals and some new makeup stuffs while returning from office from the regular shops where  I purchase my feminine stuffs. It was around 7 PM when I reached Electronics City. thats where I stay. I bought some parathas as I was in no mood to cook. Reached home by 7.30. placed the newly bought items in shelf, relaxed myself in sofa for a good 10 mins. took a bath in hot water.. Wow.. it was such a relieving feel after all the office hours and travel.. I felt so fresh and energetic...
        I tied my towel at breast level like a girl as usual.reached my wardrobe and had a longish look to choose what to wear..after 10 mins, I took a pink saree with nice border work and the matching blouse. I normally prefer 3/4 hand blouse as it will give a nice feminine look. then took a black bra and worn it.. its a heavenly feel after 9 hours in those restricting male cloths..I felt the dash of femininity upon wearing the bra itself. It nicely held my breasts. yes, I have real breasts naturally. I was teased for the same all along in school and college. back to dressing.. I then fastened the pink petticoat around my waist. lovingly caressed my petticoat and felt my smooth skin was ecstatic... then I wore the blouse and then draped the saree elegantly..sarees are girl's heaven I must say.. Its so comfortable and elegant. I then made up my face, wore my jewels. left my hair loose and used hair extensions. I always use hair extensions as I have shoulder length real hair. it will give me real long hair done, I saw myself in mirror.. and wow...I started loving myself once again...this is how I looked mates..

Thursday, 10 January 2013

Pls read from last to experience the feel of the story

When my friend came to know about my crossdressing, life takes a turn - they made me thaslima - concluding part

    Kishore came near me, touched my face and pressed my cheeks. I was already in severe pain because of the piercings that Sam made. Kishore started to press my ears in the pierced areas. I was not able to resist the pain..I was jumping in pain like a fish that has been put out of water."aaaaaaaaaahhhh"..He pressed all my newly pierced holes for a considerable time. I was crying all through. Still weeping. He removed my saree pallu and started undoing my blouse to access my boobs. He pulled my bra up so that my breasts are naked. He started caressing it gently first and then slowly built up his intensity. At one point, it started to pain like anything. He was pinching my nipples hard and hard. I started squirming again in pain."This is my gift that you will never forget baby!!" said Kishore and in no time, he picked up the piercing gun from Sam and pierced my nipples. "ggwaaaaaaaaddddd", this is the most unbearable pain I'm experiencing in my whole life..I was helpless, tied in chair, squirming in pain.. they were enjoying the sight of me suffering in pain for a good 30 mins. I became tired because of all these things, left without much energy to think or do anything.
    they untied me from the chair. I fell down in the floor with no energy for anything. Kishore came near me, lifted my face by my chin, then hand cuffed me and ordered me to stand. With much difficulty and cuffed hands, I stood in front of them. Kishore started "Listen carefully Thaslima. Now that its evident that you are a sissy and also we started to make you what you are, you must obey what I'm going to say now else the video of you sucking my cock today morning will be sent to your colleagues,parents and publicized in internet too. Let me tell you one thing. You know me as your colleague,friend. But I do some other things also. Here, Sam, Raj and Khanna, these ppl are my friends and are dealing with supply of sex workers to mumbai,kolkatta areas. Upon hearing about you, today afternoon Sam coined the idea of converting you to what you actually are and selling you in mumbai. Mind you, these three are capable of killing you in a jiffy if you don't do what we say. hijras like you with girly body will go for anywhere between 4 to 5 lacs which is big money. We dont want to loose it at any cost. You will be monitored all the time by any one of us. But dont worry we will not be with you all the time. you will be monitored secretly. If you make a move to escape, then we will go to any extend. so be warned. You are the second son in your family and already your brother has settled well and taking care of your parents. So, it better you be what you are and atleast profitable to us. From today onwards, the bala inside you is no more. you are thaslima all the must wear only girls dresses like sarees,salwars,etc. and you must wear jewels in all the holes that we pierced now. this will increase your feminine feel and thereby femenine harmones. Though your body is curvy and feminine, you are little chubby. So,in order to make you slim and slender, you should live on liquid foods only. Tonight, you will be moved to Sam's place where you will start living as thaslima. you should take care of all house hold chores. Simply put, you are going to be the housemaid for Sam. Raj and Khanna are also staying in the same house only. I've used your credit card and purchased adequate supply of female harmone tablets and all female stuffs and threw your card. anyhow, you will not need any money hereafter as you will stay indoors only. you must take the harmone tablets religiously. we will check the growth of your breast,waist and bum to ensure that you are taking the harmones daily. Then, there is no better way to make you more feminine than making you take on real male's rod. So, all of us would have sex  with you. it will make you fit for the work that you are going to do after one year. So, that's it. Now as a token of acceptance, lick our feets." Kishore finished and took a deep breath. I was stunned. I tried to spit at Kishore's face. All of them removed their belt and beat me black and blue. I was crying like anything. But my voice is not going anywhere as I was gagged. It has become 1 AM by now. "Thaslima, have this in your mind. Either live as Thaslima or die. we will sell your organs and make money. either way we get profit. Its you to decide whether to live or die.." Said Kishore in a strong voice. I was helpless. and I dont think they will leave me. "tell me, do you want to serve us?" I nodded my head in agreement. All of them laughed and patted themselves in happiness. I wept bcoz of pain and whatever happened. Kishore came near me and attached three rings to each of my ear in the newly pierced holes. Then he attached rings to my nipple piercings, Nose piercings and navel. I moaned in pain. Then they gagged me tightly and made me wear a burkha. Burkha is a muslim costume which is generally black in colour used to cover women from outsider's sight. They made me wear burkha and chained my legs which restricted my movements and allowing me to move in small steps.Basically, they took all the measures to ensure that I dont try to escape. So, now if someone sees also, they will think that a muslim girl is walking with her brothers or relatives. They took me to a Scorpio car parked in the apartment basement. After one hour of journey, they stopped the car. Seems like its Sam's house. It was big, away from city and deserted. The took me inside."So Thaslima, this is your new house and we are our masters. From now on, you dont have a duel life. Be a obedient maid, you will become a woman of your dreams or else, die within this house"."Now tell, whats your name?", I meekly said "Thaslima!".
                  After a year with harmones and all those sex with pure males, I became like this.
They sold me in mumbai red light area. With my assets, I am able to attract more customers. Some became regular too. Because of this, the guys who bought me are happy and take care of me well. I got my own circle of friends who are mostly transgenders in the same business and I became their favourite because of my childish and bubbly character. "Thaslima!!". oh, my didi is calling. Some new customer it seems. See you later friends.

- Thaslima.


Friday, 4 January 2013

When my friend came to know about my crossdressing, life takes a turn - they made me thaslima

I was tired and my mouth was paining after the session with Kishore. I was depressed too..with lots of thoughts in mind, I slept unknowingly. "aaaah" I got up screaming after getting a heavy pain in my butt cheeks. It was kishore who gave me a tight whip in my but using his belt.tears rolled down from my eyes. I stood in front of him. then only I realized that it has become evening. Kishore was wearing an unusual evil smile in his face. "you sissy faggot, remember this?!!" Kishore asked me showing a black bag. Oh my god!! its my bag in which I stored my crossdressing stuffs secretly in the loft. "Og god, what now?!!" I was really afraid on thinking about the consequences. He asked me to sit in the corner without any dress..He began to humiliate me again.. I removed my dresses and sat on the corner..He slowly opened the bag and started taking out items one by one..I had a full make up kit, imitation jewels, few sarees,matching blouse and inners, a patiala suit all of which I collected all through my crossdressing life but never wore them once as I never got chance."ah, you you are in an idea to wear all these? lady?!!" Kishore was in utter surprise and shock to see my collection. "you better be dressed in saree, I'll be back in an hour", Kishore left the house locking me inside.
           My mind was not in a state to think of anything other than wearing a saree. I always keep my body hairfree. So, without any shaving, I proceeded to start dressing. first I wore a skin colour silk bra. The size 38 cup D bra fitted me nicely without any paddings. my own flesh filled it nicely. For the first time, I felt the goodness of bra supporting my breast. it was heavenly. then slipped a matching petticoat as I was already wearing a satin panty. Its my habit to wear satin panty all the time even when in male dress. secured the petticoat with a tight knot. this gave my hips a more curvy and projected look. I took the blue saree with maroon border work. started draping it slowly on me feeling every inch of the saree. Ah!! its heavenly. I wore the saree in marwari style.I mastered both south indian and north indian style draping by seeing youtube videos numerous times.
          Then I started applying makeup. made up my face with liquid foundation,followed by concealer,rose powder, highlighter, mascara and kajal for eyes with matching bindi. I was already ecstatic. I was slowly smoothening my saree multiple times. then I started with the jewels. I took the most feminine ones and wore them one by one. And, this is how I looked finally after dress up.

A good one hour went in a jiffy for the dress up. I was really felt like being in heaven. I totally forgot about Kishore and all other consequences that I'm going to face..This is the moment I felt like I started living for myself. Its Thaslima,the girl within...
       I heard the sound of the door being opened. Its Kishore without any doubt. I stood up silently. "wah wah wah, Bala you definitely don't deserve to be a man. I'm not going to call you bala anymore. You can easily get into prostitution with your assets.". For the first time, I got angry with Kishore on getting this comment. I said in a stern voice"Kishore, Pls stop it. If destiny for me is to live as a transgender, I'll definitely not choose prostitution for living.". He instantly removed his belt and gave a strong whip in my ass. I didnt cried. I withstood the pain and stood before him without showing any reactions."slutty bitch,you got a pair of boobs, curvy and smooth body which a girl should have. what do you think you will get to do after cutting your ugly dangling thing in between your legs?! Heck, you are going to do things today which you are going to do in your life forever. friends, come in" said Kishore. Three guys entered the house. All were looking huge. I guess they should be Kishore's gym friends as all were well toned and gigantic.
      I feared to no bounds. What they are up to? what they are going to do now? I felt blood rushing towards my head. I got nervous and tensed. started sweating profusely that my blouse started becoming wet.I started showing signs of crying also. I can no way defend them. Kishore itself is enough to control me physically whereas here its 3 more guys. 
      In a flashing moment, Kishore grabbed me and cuffed my hands with a steel cuff. It happened in so less time that I couldn't even react. I started struggling to free my hands.. But my efforts went in a vein. I started crying. "baby dont cry, we are just here to show you your future." came a voice from one of the three guys."Sam, get into action", said Kishore. A tall and dark guy came forward.Seems like his name is sam. He started caressing my cheeks. Sam took out a bottle with some liquid. opened it and was about to pour a little of that liquid in a sponge. "Sam, I want her to feel the pain." Said Kishore. Sam stopped pouring the liquid and threw the sponge in the bin. He took out a some instrument which resembled a mini driller. He came hear me. I was backing step by step. Suddenly Kishore and the two more caught me and held in position.. Sam removed my clip on earrings and press type nosering. Tuk,Tuk,Tuk..Sam, used that device on my right ear three times. then simultaneously three times in left ear. I was squirming in pain..didnt realized what they did till now.. Before I regain my senses, two more shots in my nose. One on each side."aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh", I started crying loud. Kishore tried to close my mouth. He inserted a cloth and put a bandage so that I dont make any sound.God, its paining like hell. Sam started acting fast. He removed my saree so that my navel is visible. Gave another shot at my navel.God, It was paining like hell..then only I realised that, he is making holes in my ears, nose and navel for making me wear jewels. I saw in mirror, blood is dripping in my ears and nose.. Sam applied some cream to stop bleeding. My make up was half ruined because of my tears by now.Nose being a sensitive part, it was paining a lot that ears. they made me sit in a chair. Kishore removed my hand cuffs and within seconds, he tied me in the chair. I'm totally in a immovable condition.Now Kishore started to talk. "bala, do you remember the incident in college? whn I touched your boobs? you shouted at me like anything. I felt guilty till yesterday for that.All for the genuineness you shown. But you are a sucking bitch in real that you shouldn't really shouted at me that day.after all, you are a sissy slut. I want to compensate all these years of guilt now". I was looking at his eyes which was filled with full cruelness.

To be Contd....