Everything that happened two days back seems like a dream now. Arun had
been bunking classes for the past two months to avoid the ragging season
where all the freshers were ragged. He got caught just two days before
the end of ragging season and the senior students decided to teach him a
lesson. Especially the senior girls were furious that even the fresher
girls took up the challenge of ragging. Finally they broke into his
hostel room and ordered him what he should follow on the end of ragging
ceremony day. If he doesn't he will be exiled from the student society
i.e no support will be given by any students through out his stay and no one will be talking to him publicly. It
will be worse than leaving out from college.
Arun is a 20 year old pretty big made and a little chubby boy. He was
doing average in studies. He managed to get into this college after a
lot of struggle. He wanted to finish his studies successfully. So
finally he accepted the punishment. It was to dress up in halfsaree for
the ceremony. The senior girls said they will give all the needed things
to be worn on that day. Just yesterday a parcel was left on his bed
named "Arunthathi". It contained a yellow green set of Pavadai and
thavani (Lehenga and Voni) , a blouse, a petticoat, a black brassier, a
thong, 2 dozens of bangles, a pair of ear rings, a full length wig,
nettichutti, a necklace and a pair or dangling anklets. There was also a
note inside: " Be ready wearing all these by 7 A.M tomorrow. If you dont , you know what will happen!! From tomorrow onward you will be called Arunthathi. Good Luck Arunthathi ".
This morning Arunthathi wore her first half saree, the yellow green skirt and blouse with gold polka dots. She had a full body shave last nigh. First she hooked the bra with pre filled cups. It was a strange feeling something so tight clasped around her chest for the first time. Then she went along with other clothes from thong to inner petticoat. Finally she wore the main skirt and blouse and wrapped her self in thavani (shawl) with a left dropping style. Allthough the halfsaree was made correctly for her girl of his size it was made for a girl with a little shorter in height. So wearing it exposed a lot of waist region. This gave Arunthathi a horny feeling. It was 7 'o' clock. Two beautiful girls came in with a make up box. They asked " Are we ready Arunthathi!!" They giggled seeing Arun dressed in halfsaree. Arunthathi dropped her head in shame.
Then the girls seated him on the bed and started working with the make up. they shaped the eye brows and applied kajal to his eyes. Then it was time for all the accessories. Finally the girls braided her hair and atached Jasmine garlands on the back and nettichutti on top of it. All these clothing and jasmine intoxicating smell gave Arunthathi such a feminine feeling.
After all these one girl took a Tommy Girl perfume out of her hand bag and sprayed on Arunthathi saying " you are going to be irresistible for boys dear". Then they left Arunthathi on the entrance of ceremony hall. Now Arunthathi is left alone. He was feeling very ashamed seeing all his colleagues and friends dressed in proper suite and girls in saree. He was consoling himself saying its only for today. Then suddenly one girl called " Arunthathi your necklace is out of place . Adjust it!!" . Arunthathi turned to see who it was then suddenly, ... CLICK CLICK two camera flashed. Then the girl said "we want Arunthathi to stay for atleast one semester or these pics will go on all the social network" and ran off.
This is a blog about crossdressing fantasy short stories. Mainly based on forced feminization or sissification by girl friends, sisters, mothers, aunts, friends, etc. All the stories here are not intended to hurt or disrespect anybody. I dont hold copy rights for any of the pictures used here so if you have problem with any of them please contact me. Please make comments suggestions and thoughts. Becasue these are the things what keep the blog alive. Feel free to add me on Google +. Thank you
Sunday, March 22, 2015
Monday, March 16, 2015
The Prayers
Here I am offering my special prayers to Goddess Durka. I chose a maroon saree with orange border for this special day. My sister Nilu (on the left with red half saree) is an expert in bridal dressing. She helped me wear this saree and all the accessories appropriately. My little sister in law Roopa (on the right with shalwar) joined with us when I am about to do my make up. I didnt do heavy make up for today. After we were done finally joined by the main lady, my wife to be Vidhya (green saree).
It is customary in our family that all the boys should worship the goddess as a bride before the their wedding day. Only female relatives and the groom who dressed as a bride are supposed to do this prayers. This has been carried for centuries as a sincere gratitude to goddess Durka.
From the moment I saw Vidhya ,she was teasing me! that is what I love the most from her. She liked that we both were wearing orange border sarees. Then she said she has a gift for me. She asked me to close my eyes and placed a thick jasmine garland on my hair. I started to feel so womanly. I was trying my best to hide my joy while we all posed for Mom's camera.
It is customary in our family that all the boys should worship the goddess as a bride before the their wedding day. Only female relatives and the groom who dressed as a bride are supposed to do this prayers. This has been carried for centuries as a sincere gratitude to goddess Durka.
From the moment I saw Vidhya ,she was teasing me! that is what I love the most from her. She liked that we both were wearing orange border sarees. Then she said she has a gift for me. She asked me to close my eyes and placed a thick jasmine garland on my hair. I started to feel so womanly. I was trying my best to hide my joy while we all posed for Mom's camera.
Tuesday, March 10, 2015
Safest Village In The Country
Today Divya is wearing a pink
thavani(voni) and green pavadai(lehenga). She is working as a house
maid at Tharakah's. It was just last night Tharakah came to my home and
discussed with me about today's dress for Divya. She couldnt find
anything fit for Divya to take her out to the market today. I promised
her to lend my pavadai and thavani in exchange I too wanted join in their
day out. Tharaka was so glad infact she was looking for some one to
accompany her. After all she cant go alone with Divya.
Yes yes!! I know what you are wondering. Divya is not what you all think she is. It is unique to our
village. Women are protected more here by our village council. From the
young days itself boys are disciplined well. If any boy got caught
misbehaving with the girls he is punished severely. More than corporal
punishments more humiliating punishments are common depending on the
weight of their acts. Anyone failing to comply with the rules are exhiled from the village stripping all their properties and land. So everyone more or less obeyed the rules. The most common punishment for young boys' is petticoat discipline. It is very popular among girls and they actively
take part in exercising it on boys.
This time it was Divahar who got
petticoat discipline sentence by the village council for continuously
teasing and badgering Tharakah demanding her to be his second Gf. He was
some how evading the council until last week. His bad intentions were finally proven guilty in the council. Considering his young age of 17
and his future, only 2 weeks of petticoating and service as maid been
sentenced. Once it has been sentenced everyone should treat him as a maid.
Today is the end of first week so Tharaka wanted to do something special with Divya who used to be Divahar. Today we took Divya to the market made her carry all our bought groceries and goods. At the market we bought many things including a necklace and a dozen bangles. We forced her to wear it there itself. On the way back home I asked Divya to lean back on the tree and give a pose to my phone. Poor Divya cannot say a word because for these two weeks I am the neighbor of her mistress Tharakah.
At first she just leant on the tree looking sombre.Then I ordered her to give me a smiling pose and said "my friends on FB dont like dull girls."
At first she just leant on the tree looking sombre.Then I ordered her to give me a smiling pose and said "my friends on FB dont like dull girls."
Sunday, March 8, 2015
Women's Day
I am Suman. I am 18, just after schooling
and looking for college. Today I prepared lunch, cleaned the house,
washed all the clothes to give a special treat for the very special
women in my life my mom.
Finally I gifted her a pink silk saree. She was very touched and moved by my work. She then asked me one little request. She always wanted a daughter but after me she couldn't have anymore children. Since I did all the chores today it reminded her of missing having a daughter. She asked me only if I could wear saree with her as a daughter. Without hesitation I said yes. I always had a thing for sarees but never thought of wearing it one day.
To my surprise she handed me another magenta saree. She had some how found out about my gift so she had been planning this along. She handed me new bra and panty. I was more shocked when I saw she even had a blouse stitched right about my size had a free flowing wig. Only then I got to know this meant so much to her.
Then I took everything inside my room and locked my self to give her a surprise look. With the help of internet I first wore the saree in a flow like mom style then did my make up. I wore all the accessories which came along with the saree. To be honest I was starting to like all these things. Then I came out. Mom was awestruck and hugged me. Then she adjusted my saree to pleated left drop style and lowered the saree a little bit to create a gap saying this is how teen girls should wear saree. After all these one thing was confirmed that Sumathi (me) is here to stay, at least when nobody is at home only me and mom.
Finally I gifted her a pink silk saree. She was very touched and moved by my work. She then asked me one little request. She always wanted a daughter but after me she couldn't have anymore children. Since I did all the chores today it reminded her of missing having a daughter. She asked me only if I could wear saree with her as a daughter. Without hesitation I said yes. I always had a thing for sarees but never thought of wearing it one day.
To my surprise she handed me another magenta saree. She had some how found out about my gift so she had been planning this along. She handed me new bra and panty. I was more shocked when I saw she even had a blouse stitched right about my size had a free flowing wig. Only then I got to know this meant so much to her.
Then I took everything inside my room and locked my self to give her a surprise look. With the help of internet I first wore the saree in a flow like mom style then did my make up. I wore all the accessories which came along with the saree. To be honest I was starting to like all these things. Then I came out. Mom was awestruck and hugged me. Then she adjusted my saree to pleated left drop style and lowered the saree a little bit to create a gap saying this is how teen girls should wear saree. After all these one thing was confirmed that Sumathi (me) is here to stay, at least when nobody is at home only me and mom.
Saturday, March 7, 2015
A Favor Turned Bliss
I woke up at hotel room booked for wedding this morning knowing its going to be special. I finished my morning routines and came back to open today's special dress a green silk saree. My cousine roopa gifted me the saree last week. First I wore the blue tie behind blouse and adjusted for bust with clothes. Yes I am a boy.
My name is Kumar. Studying engineering final year. My cousin Rooba is getting married today. She is a very special person in my life. We have been very close friends since childhood. She fell in love with a guy 2 years before but her family didn't approve. Now she is getting married secretly with him inviting a small set of people. At the last moment her brides maid friend refused to attend. She was very upset and crying last night. I couldn't stand seeing her broken before her special day. I went to her and promised that I will be her brides maid and assured her I dont give a damn about what others may think. She was so glad and hugged me and said it wouldnt be a problem since everyone coming for the wedding are pretty open minded and her boyfriend himself is a big transgender rights activist.
Now I am fully wrapped perfectly in saree. Just few minutes back a hairdresser did Roops's and my hair. Finally we are done getting dressed. It was a strange feeling that a classy piece of cloth tied around your hip restricting your movement. It will only allow you to take small elegant steps while walking. The dangling sounds from the bangles and anklets feels like they always calling for attention from anyone near by. Adding to that all the accessories like ear ring necklace and the styled wig all making me movements so slowl and elegant. And finally the most exciting part is the feeling of wind blowing though the exposed back, semi exposed chest by the deep blouse and the exposed hip region took me to heaven. I was enjoying every bit being in this dress thinking as a girl. Then suddenly Roopa woke me from my day dream.
Roopa : I know you are enjoying being a girl. (Giggled) Still it is a great thing you are doing for me. No one will do such a thing in our society. I am in debt for you.
Me : Oh First I too thought like I am doing a great thing. But now...Yes you are right I am enjoying it. If i didn't choose to help you out I would've missed a great thing in life. Seems like I will get addicted to it. (I smiled back)
Roopa : Aww dear, What have I got you into!! If you ever feel like you want to be dolled up and hang around with some one, you always have me!! Dont worry.
I was so moved and so happy that I got the best cousin in the world. Then she insisted on we taking photo-shoot on this remarkable day before we head for the wedding hall. She attached two Roses on my hair making me more girly before she made me give poses for her camera. All these pictures were taken on that day at the hotel lawn. I am really looking forward to spend more time with Roopa as Kumari in the future.
Thursday, March 5, 2015
Best At The Office
Ramesh is the best performing stockbroker at Bombay stock Exchange. He quickly rose through the ranks to become a most popular dealer. He was only 25 years old and very calm and intelligent person. Many collegues envied how Ramesh was performing this good.
Divya also worked in the same firm with Ramesh. She was really jealous about Ramesh being a boy he doesnt have any distractions like drinking , women. etc. She was always trying to find a way to put him down in the office. One weekend out of curiosity Divya went to discover secret formula for success to his house. She knew Ramesh lived alone. She was lucky enough to find a half closed window to peep. To her surprise she saw a woman in green saree admiring her beauty on the mirror.
She suddenly dashed to the door and started knocking ...
Divya: Ramesh !!!! Open the door I know you are hiding a prostitute inside. If you dont open I am going to show everyone the pictures I have taken. Now Quick come out. I have caught you red handed.
The door slowly opened. Divya didnt expect that the woman in the green saree would be opening the door. She slowly came out of the house.
Divya couldn't help noticing this built and strong woman wearing light make up and simple jewellery like a middle aged office working woman. Then she slowly realized it is not a prostitute as she thought it was. "what the... OMG...Ramesh." Divya couldnt help laughing. Ramesh had to explain everything about how he cross-dresses every weekend to get away from the hectic work pressure and relax. Divya still not recovering from what she just discovered decided to let go of her competitiveness and jealous over Ramesh. She said "Here after you dont have to worry about anything and you dont have to do it alone!!. I can help you with this".
Ramesh was so glad that he is not going to do this alone anymore, "Thank you so much Divya. I am so glad " he replied. "Yes you are right. A pretty lady like you shouldn't hang around alone. Ramya!!!" Divya started giggling. Ramesh was so excited and joyful he just faked anger and frowned at Divya.
Divya also worked in the same firm with Ramesh. She was really jealous about Ramesh being a boy he doesnt have any distractions like drinking , women. etc. She was always trying to find a way to put him down in the office. One weekend out of curiosity Divya went to discover secret formula for success to his house. She knew Ramesh lived alone. She was lucky enough to find a half closed window to peep. To her surprise she saw a woman in green saree admiring her beauty on the mirror.
She suddenly dashed to the door and started knocking ...
The door slowly opened. Divya didnt expect that the woman in the green saree would be opening the door. She slowly came out of the house.
Divya couldn't help noticing this built and strong woman wearing light make up and simple jewellery like a middle aged office working woman. Then she slowly realized it is not a prostitute as she thought it was. "what the... OMG...Ramesh." Divya couldnt help laughing. Ramesh had to explain everything about how he cross-dresses every weekend to get away from the hectic work pressure and relax. Divya still not recovering from what she just discovered decided to let go of her competitiveness and jealous over Ramesh. She said "Here after you dont have to worry about anything and you dont have to do it alone!!. I can help you with this".
Ramesh was so glad that he is not going to do this alone anymore, "Thank you so much Divya. I am so glad " he replied. "Yes you are right. A pretty lady like you shouldn't hang around alone. Ramya!!!" Divya started giggling. Ramesh was so excited and joyful he just faked anger and frowned at Divya.
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