This is mahesh. I am 31 year old man. I was happily married to vaishali. We had a 3 year old daughter named ramya.
Life was going on happily. I love my wife and daughter so much.
Ours was a love marriage. Our parents did not like love and did not accept our marriage. So we came out of city and married in register office.
Since I was already working in a well versed company. There was no need for vaishali to go to office. She was a good home maker.
We both showed lot of love to our daughter ramya. Ramya loved vaishali so much. Since she used to take care of her each and every moment.
When life was going in a smooth manner, vaishali died in an accident.
I too decided to suicide, I loved her so much. But the thought of leaving ramya alone, prevented me from attempting suicide.
And am not able to come out from death of vaishali.
My daughter ramya too always cried thinking about vaishali, she said she want mom.
I don't know how to make that kid understand
My friend' s advised me to have second marriage
But I don't even imagine anyone in the place of vaishali
Don't know how to convince my kid
That day I put TV and watched movie. Chachi420
In which the hero used to dress as a lady to meet his daughter
I also decided to do the same.
I searched in net about this and found out that it is known as cross dressing.
So, I learnt how to feminise myself and then kept some tips how to be a female.
Then I went to bathroom and had full body shaved and apply foundation and makeup
Then I went to vaishali's cupboard
And took her dress and wear her dress and stood in front of my daughter as her mother.
My daughter became happy and came near me and hugged tightly
She told me mom pls don't leave me
So I decided to remain as a female and my daughter' s mother
Thereafter.
I resigned job from office and work from home.
I joined my daughter to a school and used to take her in my scooter as mom and leave her in school
At first I was shy to come out as a lady
But now I gained confidence in me and came out as my daughter's mom
Since I and vaishali were of same size
Her clothes fitted me perfectly
I forgot that I am a male and started living as a female.
Ramya too forgot me as her father.
She started calling me as mom. And if anyone asks her about mother's name, she used to say as Maheshwari instead of vaishali
Once we went to parent's meeting.
Ramya introduced me as her mother. Her teacher asked her where is our father, ramya started crying.
Ramya came to home and started crying and told me mom I need dad also.
I don't know how to convince her.
Opposite to our flat one man of age 45 stayed. His name was Vijay.
He used to show lot of affection to ramya.
Ramya also liked him.
Vijay lost his family in accident and used to live alone and told me that he too had a daughter like ramya
Ramya got fatherly affection from him.
She told me to marry Vijay and make him as her father.
But how can I do this. I can be mother to a child. But how can I be wife to a man.
Got totally confused
Ramya went to Vijay and told him to marry her mom
Vijay agreed to it.
I went to Vijay to say the truth
Vijay agreed to it.
Vijay said I liked your truthfull ness
He told me not to worry about that
I will marry u and be your husband
He also ordered me fake breast forms and artificial vagina
As I had long hair, there was no need for me to wear wig.
I asked to vaishali in my dreams whether whatever I am doing is correct or not
She said it is only for daughter nothing wrong
So, I decided to sacrifice for my daughter.
I got married to vijay.
He told me not to work and earn
I became housewife to vijay
And vijay became father to ramya.
Vijay used to work in night shifts
From 10pm to 6am
Ramya used to go to school at 8am. Vijay used to sleep till that time.
As soon as ramya leaves. He will take me to bed. We will have nice time
Then in the weekends he used to take me and ramya to outings.
Finally I become traditional housewife.
Wearing saree all him Wearing saree all time
And keeping bindi on my forehead
He used to buy flowers for me. Whenever we both are alone he used to romance me a lot.
Thus our life became happy again
That's my sacrifice
Life was going on happily. I love my wife and daughter so much.
Ours was a love marriage. Our parents did not like love and did not accept our marriage. So we came out of city and married in register office.
Since I was already working in a well versed company. There was no need for vaishali to go to office. She was a good home maker.
We both showed lot of love to our daughter ramya. Ramya loved vaishali so much. Since she used to take care of her each and every moment.
When life was going in a smooth manner, vaishali died in an accident.
I too decided to suicide, I loved her so much. But the thought of leaving ramya alone, prevented me from attempting suicide.
And am not able to come out from death of vaishali.
My daughter ramya too always cried thinking about vaishali, she said she want mom.
I don't know how to make that kid understand
My friend' s advised me to have second marriage
But I don't even imagine anyone in the place of vaishali
Don't know how to convince my kid
That day I put TV and watched movie. Chachi420
In which the hero used to dress as a lady to meet his daughter
I also decided to do the same.
I searched in net about this and found out that it is known as cross dressing.
So, I learnt how to feminise myself and then kept some tips how to be a female.
Then I went to bathroom and had full body shaved and apply foundation and makeup
Then I went to vaishali's cupboard
And took her dress and wear her dress and stood in front of my daughter as her mother.
My daughter became happy and came near me and hugged tightly
She told me mom pls don't leave me
So I decided to remain as a female and my daughter' s mother
Thereafter.
I resigned job from office and work from home.
I joined my daughter to a school and used to take her in my scooter as mom and leave her in school
At first I was shy to come out as a lady
But now I gained confidence in me and came out as my daughter's mom
Since I and vaishali were of same size
Her clothes fitted me perfectly
I forgot that I am a male and started living as a female.
Ramya too forgot me as her father.
She started calling me as mom. And if anyone asks her about mother's name, she used to say as Maheshwari instead of vaishali
Once we went to parent's meeting.
Ramya introduced me as her mother. Her teacher asked her where is our father, ramya started crying.
Ramya came to home and started crying and told me mom I need dad also.
I don't know how to convince her.
Opposite to our flat one man of age 45 stayed. His name was Vijay.
He used to show lot of affection to ramya.
Ramya also liked him.
Vijay lost his family in accident and used to live alone and told me that he too had a daughter like ramya
Ramya got fatherly affection from him.
She told me to marry Vijay and make him as her father.
But how can I do this. I can be mother to a child. But how can I be wife to a man.
Got totally confused
Ramya went to Vijay and told him to marry her mom
Vijay agreed to it.
I went to Vijay to say the truth
Vijay agreed to it.
Vijay said I liked your truthfull ness
He told me not to worry about that
I will marry u and be your husband
He also ordered me fake breast forms and artificial vagina
As I had long hair, there was no need for me to wear wig.
I asked to vaishali in my dreams whether whatever I am doing is correct or not
She said it is only for daughter nothing wrong
So, I decided to sacrifice for my daughter.
I got married to vijay.
He told me not to work and earn
I became housewife to vijay
And vijay became father to ramya.
Vijay used to work in night shifts
From 10pm to 6am
Ramya used to go to school at 8am. Vijay used to sleep till that time.
As soon as ramya leaves. He will take me to bed. We will have nice time
Then in the weekends he used to take me and ramya to outings.
Finally I become traditional housewife.
Wearing saree all him Wearing saree all time
And keeping bindi on my forehead
He used to buy flowers for me. Whenever we both are alone he used to romance me a lot.
Thus our life became happy again
That's my sacrifice
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