I remember I was 9 year old, my summer holidays was about to get over and I had just returned from my grandma’s house. Half asleep, I walked to my house front lawn in the morning when I heard the screech of truck loaded with furniture come to halt in front of our house. Out stepped a woman in her mid-30's of mediocre height with dark skin, wearing high heels and a sari exposing her navel. Her dark hair which was combed into a loose bun with flowers beautifully adorned bounced behind her shoulders. She told the guys in the truck to get the furniture inside the house and started walking towards me. I ran inside and fetched my mom, who greeted her and gave the keys to the portion of our house which was vacant. My mom later introduced me to the woman, Jaya saying that she is our new tenant and that her husband, Manoj was working for a MNC company. Manoj was a man in mid -30's, stout, of Jaya's height.
Fast forward to summer's of 2009, I had just got my Class 10 results and I secured 90 percentile. My family was delighted with the score and had planned to visit a few pilgrims in the outskirts to offer prayers. On the day of our journey, I had severe fever and began puking badly, my parents took me to our family doctor who suggested that it’s possibly because of the body heat and that I need to take proper rest. Having taken the doctor’s suggestion, my parents weren’t willing to take me with them. I tried to convince them but all my requests were in vain. Dad suggested my mom that they leave me with Jaya, who was alone for the couple of days until their return. Mom however didn’t like the idea since the two have gotten into a few cat fights over the years. But I always enjoyed being with Jaya since she was good and caring. Dad finally convinced Mom about leaving me with Jaya and I was all smiles.
Fast forward to summer's of 2009, I had just got my Class 10 results and I secured 90 percentile. My family was delighted with the score and had planned to visit a few pilgrims in the outskirts to offer prayers. On the day of our journey, I had severe fever and began puking badly, my parents took me to our family doctor who suggested that it’s possibly because of the body heat and that I need to take proper rest. Having taken the doctor’s suggestion, my parents weren’t willing to take me with them. I tried to convince them but all my requests were in vain. Dad suggested my mom that they leave me with Jaya, who was alone for the couple of days until their return. Mom however didn’t like the idea since the two have gotten into a few cat fights over the years. But I always enjoyed being with Jaya since she was good and caring. Dad finally convinced Mom about leaving me with Jaya and I was all smiles.
A day after my parents left for the trip, Jaya’s younger sister Kritika came with a huge baggage. She said that she is here to stay with us for the next couple of days. Kritika is a tall, slender, fair, young woman in her early 20's with long braided hair, flat breasts and butt. Jaya had told me that Kritika works for a BPO in the city and has visited her sister numerous time at my home. I told Jaya that I am going out to play with friends and that she can spend some quality time with her sister. She told to be home by 5, I nodded and left with my bicycle. I was playing and chit-chatting with my friends. I checked my watch when we were about to return home and was shocked to notice that it was already 6. Jaya is a disciplinarian and won’t accept any excuses. I was pissed as I reached my main gate, I was thinking about the options of entering in without any trace and manage. To my luck, I saw that the window was not locked. I put the bicycle in a corner, opened the window without any noise, put the latch back and went to the couch. I stayed there silently for like 5-10 minutes when I heard moaning and smooching sound in the nearby room, not wanting to get caught and out of curiosity I slightly held the door ajar just to get a glimpse what was happening and I was shocked to see the two woman lay unconsciously on bed smooching one another what was more shocking is that Jaya had put her hand under Kritika’s sari and moving it rapidly which made Kritika moan. I opened the door further to get a clear view, I was both astonished and confused to see dick beneath Kritika’s sari and freaked out. This alerted the woman and they caught me red handed.
I thought Jaya was going to punish me for spying on her. Instead, she came close to my face as Kritika was holding me from behind, I could feel her dick poking me from behind and asked did you enjoy the show? I kept quite and she spanked me behind saying you certainly would’ve sissy. I stammered and said yes, but I didn’t know woman have dick too. Kritika started laughing and said I’m no ordinary woman sissy. Jaya then told me that Kritika was born a boy, named Kartik but as he reached adolescence he began developing female organs and started showing feminine attitude. Kritika’s parents didn’t want to see their son this way and had chased him out of their house. Jaya was the only person who understood his feelings and accepted him as her friend. I asked her, isn’t it against nature? She replied definitely not! Had he been trying to hide his feelings then that would be against nature. Jaya added that I reminded her of Kritika in the way of my tall, slender, young, flat chested look and that’s why she was close to me. I blushed having no clue how to react, Kritika giggled and said then probably he should also try on women’s clothes then. I resisted and told no. Jaya said relax, every man has a feminine side and that one should learn to embrace it and not resist. We are just going to cross-dress you and see how good daughter you will be. I liked the idea and I gladly accepted.
Kritika handed me a hair removal cream asking me to apply it over my body to get rid of the body hair as the first step towards femininity is having a smooth skin. Jaya murmured he wouldn’t be needing much of it indicating that I don’t have much facial or body hair and the two women giggled. I took a hot water bath and applied some moisturizer on the body to give a smooth touch. Kritika gave me a couple of panties and asked me to choose one, all of them were very pretty and sexy. I chose a smooth silky red panty, it felt so good on my dick that I immediately had it hard. Kritika laughed and told you're for sure a sissy boy and that no man would get a hard on for wearing a panty. I blushed and looked away from her. Jaya then ran her fingers over my body and exclaim Oh! You have even put on the lotion to give extra smoothness, I smiled her as she slipped fishnet pantyhose. She then helped me strap a red women’s silicone bra of the perfect D-cup that went matching with the panty, it was so tightly holding on to the body that it made me difficult to gasp for breath. Kritika then asked me which look you want to try. I said traditional Indian woman in sari with flowers. Kritika showed me a range of her sari’s to pick from but I was interested in Jaya’s dark green sari which she had wore on the first day when she came to our house. Jaya gave it to me and was watching me as I checking the blouse, initially I had some struggle getting it in but eventually succeeded and it just fit me perfectly. The women then helped me with the sari and I wore it exactly the same way Jaya had wore the other day exposing my navel. They then went on to do my facial make up, applied some foundation. Kritika did the eyebrows, eyeliners and lipstick for me. I had asked Kritika to style the wig into a hair bun as I wanted to have a typical Indian housewife look, She was great with her styling and set the wig over my head. Jaya brought her old anklets which she used to wear as a child what would make noise when you walk around, glass bangles of vibrant colors, her wedding ring, the heavy jhumkas and a nose ring. I was all adorned and Jaya said you are good to go, I said not yet I asked her to place the jasmine flowers on my hair bun and sindoor on my forehead. As she did that, I fell on her feet asking for her blessings. She held me by arms and said “Get up Priya”. I went near the mirror to admire my beauty and as I did a tear of joy ran down my cheeks!
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