Goa

It all started when my wife (Sonali) and I had a conversation about how comfortable women’s clothes looked and we both laughed and I boldly said, “I would wear women’s panties and satin pajamas because they look really comfortable.” Now keep in mind that I have always had an affinity for women’s clothing, so when she was ok with it, naturally, I was super excited. Anyway, we started talking and decided to order some lingerie for me online to sleep in. We ended up buying a satin and lace short and top set. I was disappointed when it came in. It was very cheaply made and quickly broke.

Sonali and I went shopping the day after I ordered the PJs and went to FBB to look at panties for me to wear. We bought 9 pair for me in all sorts of colors and all with lace. From the moment I put that pair of panties on, I was hooked. We went shopping again and we bought a couple of satin nighties for each other and all I can say is “WOW!!” The feeling is indescribable, no way was I going back to my uncomfortable male underwear and pajamas.

We started talking about how cute certain outfits were or how cute certain shoes were and pretty soon most of our conversations were about feminine things. It was and still is exhilarating. At this point in the story, I started wearing panties everyday under my clothes and nighties every night.

One day we were having one of our girly conversations and I jokingly said “Wouldn’t it be hot to go out of town where no one knows us and have a girly week-end with me in drag.” Astonishingly, she was all for it. I was only joking and Sonali was ready to go out with her husband in drag for a week so we started planning our vacation out of town to GOa.

Next thing I know, I was obsessed, buying dresses, jeans , top , skirt , saree ,rompers, heels, stockings, makeup, wig and all the accessories to put me fully in drag for our vacation in Goa. My wife and I started getting our nails done together, and even started doing each other’ni nails at night. It was so exciting and scary thinking about being in drag in public, especially with my wife.

As the weeks went by, we perfected my dressing technique and make up as well. More and more, our sex lives were becoming hotter and hotter. We were talking about the kinkier side of sex and having fantasies about dildos, butt plugs and strap-ons. I bought a chastity cage so I wouldn’t get hard when I was wearing feminine things.

I already shaved my cock, balls and ass, I figured what the hell, so I shaved my legs, chest and armpits as well. Sonali and I were having so much fun exploring this side of me and we even talked about other girly getaways in other cities in the future. I love my wife with all my heart anyway, but I love her so much more for allowing me to indulge in this fetish a bit.

The day came to leave for vacation and i was so nervous and excited, I felt nauseated. My wife assured me that we were going to have a blast so I calmed down and just enjoyed being in her company. We talked the whole flight down and even during our layover in Miami. The more I relaxed, the more turned on I got thinking about the upcoming week.

It was 2:00 pm by the time we arrived at the hotel, I was on nervous, scared, and excited all at once. Sonali’s reassurance that she loved me and supported my affinity for cross-dressing and was even excited to embark on our newest adventures really boosted my confidence. We checked in and found out where a salon nearby was that catered to cross-dressers and made an appointment for both of us.

After a short nap, Sonali and I started getting ready to goto the salon for our makeovers. I was in my lilac, sheer, nylon and lace boy shorts with my cock tucked away in it’s cage, long brown wig, beige wedge heels, a really cute little white romper with a floral pattern and light makeup. Sonali wore a knee length sundress with a really sassy design. Everything else was similar to my outfit and I have to say we looked pretty damn good.

It was surreal walking to the salon dressed in women’s clothing in public for the first time. Never had I experienced so many emotions at one time, scared, nervous, excited and even turned on, but people were very friendly and accepting of us. It was about 6 blocks to the salon and as we walked,

once again I found myself becoming even more comfortable with all of this. It was an amazing feeling. We treated ourselves to full makeovers, including nails, hair, makeup and massages. It was 5 pm by the time we were done, so we had a light dinner and went back to the hotel to rest and get ready for our first night in the clubs.

Sonali and I started getting ready at 9 and the first thing she did was to lock my cock in chastity and secure the key around her neck on a gold chain. Next came the vibrating butt plug with a pink jewel on the end. This guaranteed that my ass would sway when I walked. After that was done, she started getting herself ready. I wore a pair of purple ass-less panties, a purple mini-dress, black garter belt, black thigh-high stockings, and 4″ black strappy stilettos. To accessorize, I had a gold chain around my waist, gold and pink dangly earrings, a wedding ring of Sonali’s that we had sized to fit me, it was gold with a one caret diamond, and some plain gold hoop bracelets on my wrists. My fingernails and toenails were shaped and painted a medium glitter pink. Sonali had an outfit very similar to mine except she had on black lacy satin boy-shorts. Pretty soon we were looking like a couple of hot sluts on the prowl for the biggest cocks we could find. In reality, we were cross-dressing husband and beautiful wife out for some girl time together.

We got in the cab by 10:30 and headed to the clubs. I had taken a Xanax and my buzz was very nice. My confidence was boosted from walking through the hotel lobby with people turning their heads to I us walk out. The cab driver was a large man with tattoos, piercings, and muscular build. He was pleasant and watched us alot in the rear view mirror, especially when we were making out and running our hands all over each other.

He gave us his card when we arrived at the club and told us to call him anytime while we are on vacation if we needed a ride. We thanked him and made our way into the club. I could feel the butt plug making my ass sway when I walked and it was turning me on being there in drag with my gorgeous wife and I was in heaven. I almost wanted to leave right then, go back to our room and make love to Sonali all night long, but we had planned on bar hopping in Goas gay community. We both had planned waited for this for three months. We were not going to pass up the opportunity to explore the more erotic side of our relationship.

As we walked through the club, we saw people that were scantily dressed and even some that were partially undressed, men and women. We quickly found a table and sat down to watch the crowd and get a better feel for the place. Sonali and I both ordered drinks, Cabernet for me and Vodka Cranberry for her.

We were having a great conversation when two guys came up to us, they introduced themselves as Tapan and Jaimin. They asked if they could join us and we said yes. They were both black men, very tall and well dressed. I had another glass of wine and popped another Xanax as my buzz was starting to subside. We all started talking, and they asked us alot of questions about us and why I was dressed in drag. We told them that we were just getting started into this lifestyle and this was our first time out together as well as my first time at all. As it turns out, they were living in the keys about 30 minutes outside of town and were out to have some fun.

Tapan and Jaimin were best friends and they told us they liked to seduce white couples where the husband cross-dresses. We told them we weren’t looking to go that far, but they were welcome to stay and chat. They graciously accepted and we all ordered another drink. They talked about the cuckold lifestyle and even introduced us to some of their cross-dresser friends.

We were all feeling good when a fast song came on and Tapanl asked me to dance. I graciously accepted and he led me to the floor. Sonali stayed at the table with Jaimin and continued to chat, watching us the whole time. We were bumping and grinding on each other and having a great time. Tapan got behind me and I could feel his very large cock grinding into my ass while we danced. His cock felt huge as he ground it hard between my ass cheeks… I was getting a little uncomfortable and was about to suggest we take a break and go back to the table when a slow song came on. He quickly turned me around and pulled me in close. I tried to protest and Tapan put his finger to my lips and softly whispered in my ear, ” Just go with it baby-doll.” I looked at Sonali and she was preoccupied herself, deep in conversation with Jaimin. Tapanl just pulled me in closer, grabbed my ass with both hands and kept dancing, whispering in my ear to go with it, relax and enjoy the sensations.

Next thing I know, Jaimin had pulled Sonali onto the dance floor and was dancing with her as well… His hands were on her ass and she was dancing very close, so there was no way I was getting rescued anytime soon. Tapan pulled me in closer and grabbed my ass while we were dancing. Now I am not really into guys, but he was strong, smelled good and for some reason I was really getting turned on by him and his movements. His cock was really hard by this point and he made sure I felt it… I looked over at Sonali and Jaimin had placed her hand on his cock right there on the dance floor. She was obviously getting turned on too as he expertly dance with her and you could tell she was getting turned on as well. The DJ played two more songs and we finally went back to the table to relax for a bit. I was very relieved because my heels were killing my feet and desperately needed to rest. We all returned to the table and ordered another round of drinks.

As we all sat there talking, I had a really good buzz going. Tapan and Jaimin were very charming, complementing us and paying for our drinks. Tapan placed my hand on his cock and I looked at Sonali for some help, but she was feeling really good as well… Her date was kissing her neck and openly fondling her tits right in front of me… I suddenly realized that I was rubbing Tapan ‘s cock through his pants without being prodded to do so and my cock was straining against it’s cage I was so turned on. The guys excused themselves and went to the restroom, leaving Sonali and I to talk. She looked at me and asked was I ok and I told her I was ok, but didn’t know how to feel about what was happening. She slid over on my side of the table and put my hand to her pussy, It was soaking wet. She was not only turned on by Jaimin, but it also turned her on to see me getting into my role with Tapan. She said she wanted to see where the night went… It always gets me really horny when something turns her on, so I agreed to see how things went.

The guys returned and it was our turn to go freshen up. When we returned to the table, the guys took us out on the dance floor for one more slow dance and suggested we take the party back to their place. They said they had some herb and were welcome to partake. They even said they would go back to our hotel so we could get some clothes to sleep in as well as clothes to wear the next day if we liked. We had a plan, paid our tabs and left. We got to their car and were separated again. Me in the back with Tapanl and Sonali in the front with Jaimin. We stopped at the hotel and each grabbed a nightie, fresh panties, sundress, makeup and any accessories we would need for the next day. The guys wanted to take us to breakfast and shopping the next day, so we packed some really cute sundresses and wedge heels to wear for our day with them. We freshened up a bit and got back into the car.

It was about a thirty minute drive and Sonali quickly snuggled in close to Jaimin. Tapanl pulled me in close to him and we made small talk for the first few minutes of the drive. With the combination of the Xanax and wine, I had a really good buzz so I didn’t realize that he had pulled his cock out until he placed my hand on it. He was huge. He had to be at least 10 inches long and so thick I could barely wrap my fingers around it. My mind was racing, I had never had my hand on another man’s bare cock before and it was certainly not what I had intended to happen, yet I found myself starting to stroke his hard throbbing cock and was turned on by the feel of it in my hand. It was so soft yet hard and really warm to the touch. I came to my senses briefly and tried to protest, but he whispered in my ear to enjoy exploring my femininity. By this time I was too far gone to put up an argument.

I looked in the front seat and Sonali had shifted positions. She was slowly stroking her date’s cock which was a bit smaller than the one I was holding, but still quite large… Leaning against him, with her legs spread, he had gained access to my wife’s pussy and was fingering her while she stroked his hard cock. I was jolted back to reality when Tapanl turned my head to him and kissed me full on the mouth. I was too far gone to resist, so I just let it happen… He tweaked my nipples through the thin material of my dress and squeezed my ass firmly. I have to admit, it was really turning me on even though I was not gay. His cock was leaking precum steadily now and he was gently nudging my head toward his cock. I quickly sat up and told him I was not ready for this quite yet, so he just kept kissing me and put my hand back on his cock. This is how things went for the rest of the drive. I was really starting to get into it after Sonali looked back and told me to take my time and enjoy what the night had to offer.

More to come in chapter two… Where would the rest of the vacation lead us???

Neha

hi I'm Neha but things were not same before. I was a happy man. I become a housewife due to my family traditions. I'm living as a full-time happily married women. I'm going to share my story from Nitesh to Neha.

I'm Nitesh, a young boy. I completed my studies and got a good job. Everything was going very nice. I was well settled. I was eligible to get married so my family started finding a husband for me. In our family we have a tradition of men getting married as women and sending him to his in-laws home as their daughter-in-law. I was going to become a women for the rest of my life. I was worried as I would loose my manliness and my current life because of the traditions.

Soon my parents selected a girl for me, who was going to become my husband. She was very attractive and good looking. We started dating each other for sometime. Her family also follows the same traditions. She was comfortable to be my husband and she had already accepted me as her wife. She was very excited to make me her wife but I was still worried. She convinced me to be her wife. Eventually, I agreed and date for marriage was fixed.

Even though I agreed for marriage, I was still tensed. Next few days, we invited guests for marriage. Wedding preparations had started along with my shopping. I was going to be bride so my to-be husband, sister, mom and me, all went for my shopping. We brought many things that are required for a bride, We brought different sets of bra and panty. We brought few designer and heavily worked sari, lengha and choli for me. I slowly started liking it. I was happy as I was going to wear all this for my wedding. We went to jeweler's to buy beautiful gold and diamond bridal jewellery. All jewellery was so pretty and beautiful, I immediately started liking them. I tried heavy necklace and earring in the shop. Everyone told I was looking gorgeous in it. We brought few sets of bridal jewellery. My hair were already long as I loved long hair so it wasn't a problem. We took many other things also like makeup, heels, salwar kameez, etc. My wedding shopping was almost over.

Soon days went by and next day was my wedding. We woke up early in the morning. My mom and sister were going to dress me for the wedding day as it was the most important day of her daughter's life. I had a nice hot shower. After which, my mom and sister helped me wear bra and silicon boobs. I felt nice wearing it. It was a different experience for me. Then they helped me wear blouse which was heavily worked and was very heavy. Then my mom helped me wear bridal sari. I was looking so pretty, I kept on staring myself for sometime. Sister styled my hair in a bun and put flowers on it. She did my makeup after that and I was ready. I was looking very pretty as a bride.

Wedding rituals were performed, now I was officially my husband's wife. My feminine life started. It was time to leave my home and shift to my husband's home. Everyone welcomed me and I took their blessings. My newly married life was so nice. I enjoyed each and every moment. Me and my husband had a amazing first night. My in-laws loves me a lot. My husband and I both changed our gender permanently through surgery. I'm housewife now and love being a women.

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sangeeta

I am Sangeeta, a happy wife, mother of twin girls and friend. I never had ever thought that I would be a beautiful woman, married to a successful handsome man one day who loves me so much and I too cant live without him. It was almost 15 years ago, when I had just passed my 12th class, I was a young boy then and decided to join college of  engineering. But somewhere in the corner of my mind I always used to feel curious about girls  and their dresses, their talks and humor, giggling, etc. Even at times I would be perplexed to see my elder sister when she used to get ready for any event in college and be so happy to be with her friends who were very beautiful just as my sister. I used to envy my sister for the varieties of dresses she used to wear and at times being her younger brother she would tease me by making me wear her lingerie and make me dress up in lehanga choli, salwaar kameez, etc. In the bottom of my heart I used to enjoy her love for me and the affectionate teasing she used to do to me. Often she would say my god Suraj you look better than a girl in my dress, I am jealous of you. So I could feel I had  a hidden desire to be a girl forever which I could never reveal to anyone, but I would tell about it to my elder sister once who was so happy to always imagine me as her cute little sister and whenever opportunities came she would dress me up in prettiest of dresses and even bring me in-front of my mother who would say I think you are better a girl than a boy.

One day, a disaster occurred in my family which turned my life upside down. It so happened me, my sister and my parents went on a trip by road in a taxi for a holiday tour to Ooty for a week at the end of our sightseeing we were returning by same taxi when we met with a serious accident we all were hospitalized in the near by hospital at Coimbatore. When I opened my eyes, I was lying in a hospital bed and my aunty (my fathers sister) was near my bed side and crying with tears in her eyes . I asked what happened, where I am, she started crying loud and said that our car met with an accident and all died except me who escaped with few injuries. On hearing this I felt as though the whole earth has fallen on me and became unconscious. Ultimately when I regained consciousness, I had to accept the reality though I could not ever recover from shock mentally. After finishing all rituals my aunty took me to her house as no one was there in my household other than my aunty. When I came to her house she reassured me that she will treat me much dearer than anybody else in the house. She was living there with her only son whose name was Sameer, who was four years elder to me.

My aunty used to love me a lot, as days passed I became like a member of the family and slowly I started forgetting about the horrible incident of accidental death of my father, mother and sister. That is when I had just finished 12th and entered engineering college. The first day of my college was unforgettable as we all new comers were asked to assemble in our hostel both girls and boys hostel, roll number 1 to 25 in boys hostel and 26 to 50 in girls hostel, as my number was 30 I had to go to girls hostel. As we went there, I came to know that it was for the ragging parade. It was around 7 pm, when some senior girls came there and started asking our names and where we come from and what is our aim, etc. A senior girl called Sunita asked about every details of each one of us, and asked about our address. I promptly replied, they were noting down everything. After finishing noting down everything Sunita handed a sealed packet to me and others with address of my aunty Shailaja's name written with address and told me to handover the same to my aunty without opening and told us to bring whatever aunty gives back to be handed over to Sunita. I was asked to report at 6 pm at same place in the ladies hostel.

When I went home, my aunty Shailaja asked me what was that in my hand, I narrated whole incident and gave the envelope to my aunty. My aunty was very possessive about me and moreover because of tragedy with me she was very sympathetic and loving towards me. She opened the envelope and read everything in it and a beautiful naughty smile appeared on her face, she immediately called Sameer her son and showed it to him.He also was smiling on seeing that and said mom nice, we will do that and send with Suraj tomorrow.

Next day my aunty wrote a small note for Sunita and gave me a packet which was bit heavy to be handed over to Sunita next day. I asked my aunty what was that in the letter and what is this, she said, it is just small pack of gift. When I reached the hostel at 6 pm, Sunita was there along with many girls, she introduced everyone to me, Anushree, Bindu, Sunaina, Anupama, Sara and many others who all were giggling which made me happy. Sunita saw the package and read the letter, every one saw that and they all praised my aunty so much that she is nice woman who wants to fulfill her dream, you are very lucky they discussed what can we call her daughter, Sangeeta is a beautiful name her aunty likes it. Suraj, today we have gathered here for a ragging session, If you sit quietly and do what we say it is good for you and all others, just listen and enjoy. Today we will transform you into a beautiful girl named Sangeeta. Though I felt extremely  happy in my heart as I was  always looking forward to be a girl, I showed as if I don't like and begged them to spare me, but of no use.

My transformation started. I was young boy with no body hair or mustache. Bindu and Sunaina took me to a room and opened the package which my aunty gave, I was surprised to see it contained nice red lehanga and golden choli and green dupatta and nice jewellery, bangles and makeup stuff was also lovely. It also had white lacy bra and satin pink panty. I started feeling increased heart beats in me as I was so much excited to wear everything but didn't want to show my feeling to the girls there. Sunaina told me ta take bath and use a cream which she gave on my armpits and pubic area, I found all my hairs vanished, then she gave me the pink satin panty, telling what a lovely panty. I love to wear this, but today it is your  day so wear it and come out. I was very shy to come out, Sunita dragged me out saying my baby don't be shy we are all girls here. Sunaina and Bindu made me sit comfortably on a chair, gave me small glass of fruit juice to drink. I started feeling bit sleepy and in the mean time, Sara had put me the white satin padded bra which fitted me so nice. I could hear the girls giggling which made me open my eyes and see what was happening. In the mean time, Sara had pierced my ear lobes. Slowly Sunaina and Sunita started putting make up on me, first she made my eyebrow threading, and complete makeup. She put lots of golden colored bangles in my hands and put red nail polish on my nails. After that she made me wear the red designer lehanga which my aunty had sent, then the golden choli which had hooks at the back. Till now they never showed me the mirror. Sara came with nice necklace with ruby stones (my aunts necklace), she inserted some silicon boobs in my padded bra. I started feeling very happy and heavy at my chest. I could imagine how it feels to have those heavy soft stuff on chest and how it will sway when I walk fast. Sunaina put nice heavy payals (anklets) in my both legs and put some designer toe rings too. She put beautiful red lipstick on my lips followed up with a nice lip gloss, I felt a taste of a fruit. Later, Sunaina got a nice wig which she put it with the help of Bindu, they both adjusted it properly. Sara placed a cute shining bindi on my forehead. Then Sunita said girls, there is something missing, the nose-ring! Sunaina said they searched the packet sent by my aunty but it was not there so Bindu came and removed the nose ring she was wearing and put it in my nose on the left nostril which she had already pierced while I was dizzy after fruit drink. It was a diamond nose-ring and now they had come to the end of my dressing and someone suggested and gave me a pair of high heels to wear which I promptly did. I was really feeling thrilled in my heart and was curious to see myself in the mirror. Then Sunita brought a big mirror and held it in front of me, Wow! I couldn't believe that it was me. They had turned me into a very beautiful young girl, which I was dreaming off since so long and I never felt anything unusual in wearing it and getting ready as a girl, as I always wanted to be a girl. I don't think anyone would have recognized me as a boy. Sunaina got the green dupatta folded and asked me to hold it in my hand at the back, I could see my boobs protruding on my chest. I became very conscious about it and became shy. Sunita said don't be shy my cutie, she also sprayed nice girly perfume under my arm pits and neck.

Sunita instructed me to get up and meet all girls in our hostel, knock the door and you introduce yourself to them as Sangeeta and tell about your wish to marry a handsome guy to them and take whatever gifts everyone gives. Thus, my Girly parade started. Whenever I knock the door, girls would come out and say hi to me and I had to say, I am Sangeeta, they also had told me to say, I have periods and ask for sanitary napkin and say that I am new in the hostel. Many girls gifted me lot of stuff some one gave me nice lacy panties and lovely bra, I was so excited I was feeling I must try it then and there only. Sunaina said no my sweetie, there  is lot of time at home to try everything. Thus this continued till 10 pm and I really liked it. At last Sunita and all her friends kissed me on my cheeks and Sara almost kissed me on my lips and asked how I felt? Bindu said we know you really liked it sweet girl, you are looking gorgeous, no one can say you are a boy. Sunita said this is going to happen tomorrow too, but you will visit boys hostel tomorrow. Now it's time I will take you to your home as per your aunt's wish in the same dress. So I sat in her car, with all girls who left me at my house. They said aunty, we have brought your daughter safely and hand over to you. She is a very cute and beautiful girl, any handsome boy would love to marry her, so saying they left our home.

Now when my aunty saw me as a girl her joy knew no bounds. She felt so excited and kissed me wildly and said  sweetie my daughter I cant imagine you look such a beautiful young girl, I want you to marry my son. You are so wonderfully beautiful, your cute nose-ring, your boobs, your hairstyle will make any man to look at you several times. Let me call Sameer and let him see you, I am sure he will be mad at your beauty and he may not recognize you. She called Sameer to see me, he was so excited to see me that he mumbled what a beauty this girl is, he did not make out I was Suraj. He said to his mom (my aunty), I want to marry this girl, she is so beautiful. Just want her to be my wife, I am not going to marry any one else than this girl, what is her name, Sangeeta she said. Wow! what a beautiful name. My aunty said, she is tired, let her sleep today in my bedroom, we will talk tomorrow. That night my aunty made me sleep in her room. She never allowed me to remove my clothes, she just grabbed me and hugged me tight, Sangeeta, you are just like my daughter. When my brother was alive he had promised that your elder sister would marry my son Sameer which didn't happen because of the tragedy. But I think God has plans to bring you as my daughter to this house, you are so beautiful and cute, I would love to see you as a girl than a boy. That's why when those girls sent me a note about ragging and dress you as a girl, I was very happy I really wanted to see you as a girl, that's why I bought all the stuff for you myself, I love you so much like my daughter. Can I ask you some thing she said be honest and tell me truth. Did you enjoy being a girl or not today? I said Yes aunty, I loved being a girl today. I was very happy today, I want to be a girl aunty, when my sister was there sometimes she used to dress me up in her clothes, take me to her friends place, where they could never make out I was a boy. I was always longing to wear my sister's dresses and pray to god I should have been born as younger sister to my sister. Today that dream was fulfilled and has become a part of my body to be a girl. My aunty just hugged me and cuddled me against her bosom which gave me such deep feeling of love and felt my mom has cuddled me for being a girl.

Sangeeta can I ask u something, you will not feel bad dear? No aunty, you are like my mother. I won't feel bad at all. Today Sameer, when he saw you he couldn't recognize you and said if at all he marries he would love to marry you only and no one else. So I accepted aunt's proposal to marry her son and become my aunt's daughter-in-law and live happily forever as a woman. 

Ishani

Its 6.00 am in the morning, I had to wake up as I had a deadline to meet. The five stone diamond stud nose-ring in my nose reminded me about all my tasks at hand. I had to cook breakfast for my family, pack their lunch, prepare my elder son to school and pamper my 6 months old baby daughter. I am a born male with masters degree in engineering, worked as an assistant professor in reputed engineering college but now I am a happy housewife and mother of two.

It all started with a nose-ring. We have a small traditional family including my father Samar, mother Jaya, elder sister Jyoti and myself Ishaan. It was during my 15th birthday my parents took me to native place to get my ears pierced in a traditional manner. We reached our native village and we stayed in our grand-parents home. As per the tradition I was spared from hair cut for a year so my hair was shoulder length. My grand-parents were happy to see us and have already prepared for the ear-piercing ceremony in our family temple. Since there was less time we were taken for shopping soon after breakfast. I loved my grandparents more than my parents and I never disobeyed them. During shopping my grandfather brought two sets of pattu pavadai (traditional South Indian outfit for girls) one for me and the other for my sister. But I preferred to be in jeans and shirt but I couldn’t disappoint them. Since I hadn’t hit the puberty I had a unisex face and body. Then we went to a movie and then returned home. Since I was so tired I slept as soon as we reached home.

My grandmother woke me up and I was insisted to have an oil bath. Then she took me to her room and dressed me with pattu pavadai. I was already red being shy as it is normally worn by girls and now I was closely resembling my sister. To add to my shyness she make me wear golden bangles, necklace and anklets which was our family jewellery. Till now I had accepted it to please my grandmother and she too was happy with me. We got very late getting ready for the auspicious time. We hurried to the temple but my mother and sister started to tease me on our way. We reached the temple on time and the temple priest were ready for us. We were asked to wash our feet and then worship the god. When I lifted my skirt to wash my feet everyone saw the anklet and started to laugh. Then we were made to sit at the rear of the temple and a lamp was lighted on both sides. My father made us wear a flower garland. First it was my sister turn. My grandma gave big hoop dangling earring for her to get pierced. But being a modern girl my sister refused to wear. Since they brought only two pair one for me and the other for my sister. Mine was a small stud. As the time was running out my mother requested me if I can wear it. I did not want to disappoint them but I was scared because those were traditional earring passed on by generations. So I was to get pierced first. My grandma marked the point to pierce my ears. They removed the screw from the stud fixed a pointed needle and started to heat it in the lamps flame, fearing the pain my eyes already started to water. I was made to sit on my uncle's lap and he held me from preventing any motion. I couldn't move myself. As the needle was about to turn to red the priest approached near me to pierce my ears and I closed my eyes out of fear then there was a sharp pain. The priest was strong guy he did not let go of my ears and pushed it all the way through. I could feel the earring in my right ear. It was paining and it was heavy. I thought that my ear was going to tear out. After a few seconds he screwed the earring tightly in my ears. Again he started to hold the needle in the lamp flame. I pleaded my parents to stop it as I was really paining. But they just consoled me and repeated the same process. I nearly fainted after my ear piercing. Seeing all this my sister refused to get her ear pierced as she feared pain and started to run. I had no energy to do anything. My grandmother prayed to god for well being. I was asked to fell on my grandparents and my parents feet to get their blessing. My grandparents gifted me another set of pattu pavadai and my parents gifted me a golden ring, but I was in no mood to be happy. By this time they had pierced my sisters ears and she was now sporting a small stud which was supposed to be mine. But she was angry for making her feel the pain for piercing.

This is the turning point in my life. I had to wear a female dress and now I sported a dangling earring which added to feminine feature. After the ceremony in the temple, I was so exhausted that I went straight to bed. I was so tired that I didn't knew they made me wear a nighty for sleep. My ears were still paining and I was unable to turn my head as I felt a slight pain as the earring swinged. Seeing me my mom felt pity and made me sleep on her laps the entire night. I had removed the bangles and anklet. It was Saturday and it was already 7.00 am but I was still in bed. My grandparents have asked not to disturb me but they made my sister clean the whole house. She had grudge on me since then. When I woke up I was asked to take a bath and wear the dress kept on my bed. I was surprised to see the new pattu pavadai and matching jewels. When inquired my grandmother just convinced me to go with flow and help me to get dressed.

Just then our neighbor Rashi, who is the same age as me came to our home to ask me to play with her. When she saw in this dress she couldn’t stop laughing. Normally I should be angry but I felt shy and hid myself. Then grandma left us alone to talk. Rashi started to praise my beauty and said I should have been born as a girl and god had made a mistake, hearing this we both laughed again. Until now I had loose hair which I used to cover the earrings. But when I turned she saw something shiny and insisted to tie my hair to prevent hair loss. Then she saw the earring and had an open mouth. She pulled it to check if it real which resulted in me screaming and in tears. I couldn’t stop tears as it was really paining. Before I knew she hugged too tight that for a second I forgot about my pain. She apologized and brought saline water and cotton swab to help me clean the wound on my ears. Then as we were talking she wanted to take me out to the market for which I denied. But I promised to go with her the other day. Since it was our vacation father and mother left us in the village and returned back to Coimbatore. My sister wanted to escape from the chores and joined them in their travel. So I was left alone with my grandparents.

Rashi used to visit me every now and then. She even brought her clothes for me as male dress did not suit my hair and my earring. On Sunday night Rashi wanted to have a sleep over with me. So she brought a suitcase with her. We had dinner together with grandparents and then we left for my room. First she wanted me to wear her nighty. Initially I declined her wish but in the end she did convince me. I ended up wearing her nighty. She asked to lie down which I gladly did as long as she did not pull my ears. I heard her plug something to the power socket. Then I could smell wax. I just drifted to deep sleep. Then I felt my legs getting hot. But I was too lazy to wake up which was followed by a sharp pain. Just as I was about to shout I felt her lips on mine warm and tempting. I started to close eyes without paying attention to the pain. She asked if I wanted another. I kept silent. Then she poured hot wax on my other leg and stripped it. I got another kiss for each strip. I laid still. She gave me a towel and told me to have bath and asked to feel my legs. True to my surprise it felt like a baby skin too soft and flawless. She asked if I wanted more but I denied. She too accepted and we both went to bed and we slept in each others arm.

Next morning she woke up early and woke me with a kiss. She packed her stuff and left for her home. Today she invited to have a sleep over in her house to which I just smiled. When having bath I noticed my legs. It was smooth and flawless. She left some of her dress for me. I wore a pink tops which had shortest sleeves and a denim blue jean. When I went to have a breakfast my grandma was not pleased with my dress but she was happy to see my wearing the traditional earring as per her wish. I reasoned out that I had only two pattu pavadai and both are still wet after laundry. She just sighted and promised to buy me more but I didn’t care. My entire vacation I spend with my grandparents and Rashi. By now I had my full body waxed. We waxed each other and I was accustomed to wearing nighty and other female dress and my earring. But I wanted to be my male self soon though I enjoyed it. Just the day I left to Coimbatore I asked my grandma to remove my earring as I had no idea how to remove it. But she refused to do so. Then I asked Rashi to help me. She was sad to get departed but made me lay on her lap and removed it slowly. It was a new experience. As soon as she removed it I felt like missing something. She caught that sigh but said nothing. I checked the mirror but the holes were clearly visible due to the thick stem. 

I was in tears when they sent me off to Coimbatore. But they made a promise if scored good marks in my exam they will make sure to invited me for the next vacation due in 3 months. Two day after reopening of my school I caught up to being a naughty boy but I missed my happy days. Then we received a call from Rashi’s mother saying that she had attained puberty and a function was held for her and they wanted to invite my family for it. Initially they planned to send my mother and sister but I too went with them. It was Wednesday morning that we reached their place. At the auspicious time she was called to the center hall and was made to sit on a wooden plank. It was an all ladies function. I was the only male there except a few close relatives. I was asked to dress with pattu pavadai and of-course the earrings. So I was one of the ladies now. Rashi's mother was the first to apply sandalwood paste on her and inserted few bangles on her. Then I was asked to do the same and I sat next to her. My sister had no interest in it and kept standing there. It was a long day. The function ended late afternoon and she was taken to separate room and I was not allowed to talk to her. We left to our place and the day just went on. My sister thought the whole ritual was torture and warned mom never to make her undergo such function. Mom just kept quiet but was worried as my sister has not yet attained her puberty.

It was the next day when we were about to leave my sister did not join us for breakfast. We called her a few times but there was no response so my mom left to check on her. Then after few minutes she called my grandmother to her room. They came out smiling. Only then I realized that she too had attained her puberty. They asked me not to disturb her as she was not in good mood and they started to do the preparations. When they asked her to prepare for the function she just fainted. Soon a doctor was called to check on her. The doctor said that she was physically healthy but is in very emotional state and not to add any pressure to her. Now we had a problem in hand. Before we knew the news of my sister has reached every ears in the village and a crowd started to pour to our house. But my sister refused to leave her room. We were scared to force her as it may lead to any complication but we had to prepare her for the function the next day. Also all our relatives were on the way to attend a function as she was the only girl child in our family tree and they expected to make it a big function

All our relative had arrived but still my sister refused to come out. She even refused to wear the family jewel. All our relatives started to gossip as it was false alarm. My grandmother had no other choice. She wanted someone to be seated on the center fall to perform the function to save the family name, just then mom looked at me and asked if I can replace her for few hours. I was shocked to hear this from her. How can I replace a girl. After a little thought my grandmother too agreed for this but I wasn’t convinced. Then mom made an offer to help me get admitted in our village school if I help to save the family name. Even before I could answer I was taken to my mother room and they applied the hair removing cream brought for my sister. I had a weird smell. Then they gave me a warm water bath and was made to wear a half sari. It revealed my navel which felt weird. Then came the earring which I missed, pair of bangles, rings on my fingers and anklet. Then I was made to sit on the dressing table and was asked to close my eyes. When I checked in the mirror I saw myself with earring not like my sister. After a brief time I was allowed to open my eyes but mom blocked the view of the mirror. I was hurried to the center hall and was make to sit. The switch between me and my sister was known only to the four of us and was agreed to be maintained as such.

Sitting in the function and being the cause of the function are two separate things. I was nervous if someone will identify me that will lead to complete humiliation. But I also started to enjoy being the attention. After almost the entire day I was covered with sandalwood and turmeric paste, hand full of bangles and forehead full of kumkum. At around 5.00 pm I was taken to my room for some rest. I just laid on the bed and just dozed off. I was woken by my mom and had some milk and fruits to eat. I ate in half sleep and dozed off again.

I was woken up early the next morning. I thought I had a weird dream. But I realized that I was still in half sari and I was in deep trouble. My relatives had stayed back because there was another problem in hand. Being a traditional family it is our custom to pierce girls nose within the first week after puberty. I was not aware of this. We thought that they had stayed back to visit the family temple. It was the third day we again tried to convince my sister but she was in no condition to hear us out. But our family name has to be saved. On third day they started to ask about nose piercing ceremony to my parents but they just skipped the topic but they knew that cant do the same forever. When they asked me I was dead against it. I told the holes will be clearly visible and I cant go back to normal male life. They said if I remove the stud within 10 days there will be no mark of the piercing. The scar will be made only if you wear for a whole month. It seemed logic but I was not convinced. Mom asked Rashi to convince me but I said first pierce your nose then tell me. For which she answered she is ready to get her nose pierced with me. Now I had no choice except to accept it.

My mother announced the nose piercing function on next day to everyone. It had gathered all their attention. That morning again I was asked to take head bath. Then I was decorated with jewels and new sari. We went to our family temple. There a jewel box was kept in the goddess feet and I was asked to pray. All our relatives had gathered in the temple. It was more like a carnival than a temple. After prayer the priest handed over the jewel box to us and blessed me for a bright family life. I just blushed. I came to know that my nose will pierced by the same priest in a traditional manner at 3 pm at the center hall. Now I was scared of the pain. I request my mom to have a gunshot or even better a non piercing magnetic stud. But I know that was impossible. I asked to get some beauty sleep and rest. Like I could even close my eyes I had vision of the painful nose piercing.

I was woken up at 3 pm was asked to get ready. I was made to sit in the center hall. The hall was full with ladies of all age. All of them sported nose stud on both side that too bigger and heavy. Now I was scared am I going to double pierced too or on a single side. But I dare not speak because if I do they may recognize me by my voice. The priest came there on time and started to make initial preparations. Rashi was also having her nose pierced while she was siting next to me as promised.

Just then one of the relative put a garland on me and asked to do the nose piercing in a painful way to ease the child birth. I just cursed her. Mom just whisper me that she had spoken to the priest to make it really painless. Now I had my grandmother holding both my arms and my mother holded by head covering my eyes to prevent me from shaking my head. I could smell the needle being headed. This time in was in fear like the end of the world. Within few second I had a pain in my right nose. But it was bearable I thought it was over. But I was wrong. He had just pinched my nose to prepare for the piercing. Just as I let go of my breath came a sharp pain, smell of burning flesh. I screamed at top pitch. I stood up pushing my mother and grandma. The needle was only half a way inside. Now a dozen of our relative came together, caught me and made me sit again. The priest again pushed the needle inside my nose but now my eyes was not covered and I could see his hands. His hands came again to put the nose screw in the place. I begged him to let it be and to put the screw after the pain had reduced. But he just laughed. He said the pain will not go for few days. He pushed my hands away which was caught by my mom and forcibly flipped my nose and tightened the screw. Till now I was held by my relatives. I thought it was over. But one of them told to tighten the screw with molten wax or she will remove it. Had a second phase of pain he then remove the screw took some wax from his box applied in on the screw showed in it in flame. Again he flipped my nose and screwed it tightly. I just fainted. Now I will be with nose stud forever in my live.

After the ceremony, I was crying very badly because of the pain. Rashi decided to stay with me that night to make me comfortable, we had great understanding and that night, love bloomed between us. She liked me as a girl and loved dressing me and treating me as a woman. Rashi started calling me Ishani, my new feminine name. Rashi told her family that she loves me and want to marry me. Everyone agreed and we married but with twist, Rashi was dressed as groom and I was dressed as bride. We decided to continue our life with our roles reversed.