*#43*
*Priya* (/Thursday, 10 December 2009 10:34/)
On request of my blogging friends am composing these story that I
have done cross-dress to my brother. Before beginning the event
happened between us I’ll explain about us.
Ours is a small family. My dad was bank employee. He had family
wealth too. Mom was managing a browsing in main place of town. My
brother Aman Deepak was the hero, am sorry heroin of this story.
He studies eleventh grade at a reputed school in town. He was very
fair skin complexion about 5.5’ height and slightly built with 52
kgs. He had no facial hair or body hairs. He got just cat hairs
which I often tease this to make him angry. I studying Business
management final year same am 5.8’ taller. Am like my father lean
and tall but he was like built and moderate height. But he has
ages to grow till. Am very fair and got below shoulder length
silky hair.
Now I’ll start with our relationship. I was 4 years elder than my
brother. From kid we got good bond. But we have the fight for
everything. But I am the one to bully him first. He’s quiet and
reserved and even shy. But only the people close to him can say
who is he is silent but mischievous. He is bit weak in math’s I
used to teach him all the lessons. He is quick observer. But rest
the things he used to tech me. He taught me to ride cycle and two-
wheelers. He just got few friends but all of them are good. My
friends are very close to him I even heard that one of my friend
said she’d like him because he is very pretty. But to say we got
same resemblance and had our father faced. In child I used to
dress in my cloth and petite him as calling my little sister. But
when I was grown up I can’t dress him and even father restricted
to dress in my clothes for some reasons. He always cared me very
much. Intensely he is very sweet to me. But he will always bully
me like beating, pulling my hair, pouring water in morning air
putting moustache in my kajal to me it was great to be with him.
Once we fought fiercely he beat me in back shoulder which I could
not bear and cried lot but anything between us I won’t take that
to our parents this is which he became one of my best friend. From
that he was very soft with me. Even I bully him he will just say
some movie dialogues to get lost and I won’t bear the pain. Of
course it was true he is in his teens and physically stronger than
me. But to our sweet part I am the first person he cries on my
shoulder to any problem. I fed him like when he was studying for
exams or whenever he lazily handover his food plate to me. He used
to watch TV by lying on my lap. All the things I said are sweet.
Now getting to the point how I got the idea to cross-dress him.
When I was in college chatting with my friends I happen to see my
friend sushmitha’s mobile pictures. I was surprised she and his
brother were both dressed in nighty. It was hers. She just put 2
very small ponytails like kindergarten girl on top of head with
rubber band and tucked 2 roses in each. I laughed and asked him
whatz all this. She said yesterday she was playing to her elder
brother to wear her nighty. He loved her a lot. He was like dad to
him. Even she entered her 20s he used to kiss her in cheeks and
petite her very dearly. All girls of our gang used to envy her
always for such beautiful brother. I suddenly thought of Aman and
I used to do the same when he was kid. On the other side I have
another feel about him that after passing tenth grade he was
changed. He was not like before with me. He was not even talking
too much to me. He was always busy with his friends. But intensely
he was same to me. I thought I was missing him little. I thought
to add spice to our relationship. Once I asked me to teach my
dad’s bike with gear. He just ignored me and went with his friend.
I was angry but it was not that made to dress him but I felt
missing him.
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*#44*
*Priya* (/Thursday, 10 December 2009 10:39/)
One day I was painting my nails he was sitting near me and
watching TV. I asked him to show his hand so I can keep it to his
hand too. He suddenly punched me lightly and replied he don’t want
to keep it was girls thing. I asked what is girl thing once you
even wore my dresses what was it then. He replied it was happen
when he was kid. I asked again by the time when he have to go
school I’ll wipe it using nail polish remover I said. He
stubbornly said no. all this things made me to bully him but I
care him at the same time. I replied by challenging him one day
I’ll make you wear all my dresses and you’ll feel what the girl
thing is. He just replied let’s see. Then I searched for some
ideas the way that I found the blog. I never thought so many guys
would like to cross-dress. So I got confidence to make it up.
One day I called him to take me to near ground and asked him to
play shuttle with me. Am very good at shuttle I won school
championship but not far level for journal. He agreed for me, Aman
likes cricket the most and a good at that. I was dominating
through the play. But he’ll always follow me back on points. I
asked him lets have a bet match. He agreed and asked me whatz the
deal. But bet was just for one play of shuttle. Who drops the ball
can demand anything from their opponent. He agreed I know what was
in his mind it was a dress he liked, particularly jean. But he
doesn’t know whatz in my mind. As I was good at trick shots he
dropped at 8th ball. I shouted you last the bet. He was cool and
asked me what I want anything you needed you should bear the
payment you know I don’t have money. He thinks I needed something
from him but I replied I don’t want anything but you have things
to do for me. He puzzled and asked me what I should do. I want to
dress you in all my dresses. He was shocked and stubbornly said
no. I fought he have lost bet. But rest than that he agreed
anything he can do. He even agreed to teach me to ride bike. I was
also stubborn. I used my lost weapon I requested him by putting my
arms around his shoulder I explained it’ll be fun at last he
agreed with condition It should not known to mom and dad or even
anyone. I agreed and I was excited. I just gave him bear hug. I
know he was blushing if I pointed he will start his refusing
business again. I waited for the correct day. I started to
purchase thing for him. Only jewel I purchased for him clip on
earrings, bindi, bangles, set necklace jewel. As coincidence we
both have same foot size. He used to wear my heels when I asked
him to bring it to me, it would fit him good. I have all my old
dresses which can’t fit me anymore. One day I went to Aman’s room
while he was bathing and asked him to wear one of my chuddy to
know his size he said it was nice fit I asked him to come out to
see he refused and said if he come out the deal was over by now. I
know he would any how I just kept asking all about measurement and
got one of my long wigs I wore for play when I was at school. I
have all stuffs. Waited for correct day. It was Tuesday my dad had
an official travel and mom has to attend a function so only me and
my brother is going to be around. Both started on their way by
early morning itself. Aman was already in exam holidays for 4
days. I planned spend time with my brother and I asked about my
deal he shyly agreed I was happy. I planned to take off to college
already.
I was very active that day. I put coffee for both of us. I have to
cook today for him as mom was out. But I decided to get some help
from him. By morning seven we both are fully awake. I asked him to
come to my room. I just bought veet cream for me I used it on him
to take all hairs. He was feared it would affect his hair growth I
assured it was just temporary solution it won’t affect hair
growth. He was clean and his skin was very smooth even than me. I
applied face peel off then. That little fellow was enjoying my
pampering.
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*#45*
*Priya* (/Thursday, 10 December 2009 10:43/)
Then after 20 mins I made him bath by myself, since it was long
time why even years I was very happy. Aman enjoyed hat too. I
started playing with me and spilled water all over me. I left him
after a while to take rest of the bath himself. I dried him then.
His face was very pretty and glowy. I just threw my padded inners
for display. Asked aman to pick himself. He can’t look me my eyes.
I put many different inners before him. It was my first trick to
make him feel safe and normal I thought. He picked black padded
bra and black panty matching it. I teased him so my sister wants
to look pretty. He just hit me in shy. I helped him to wear bra
and asked him to wrap towel and sit in my dressing table. He
wrapped normally which made me laugh. I then corrected him by
wearing it girly under arm. He sat on chair I turned him from
mirror so it should surprise him. I first started make up. I
picked eye liner gave a simple thin shade. Then I shaped his brows
which he already had pretty good shape. I really thought his eyes
looked girly. I then took nasal strip to take black heads I paste
it and went to make his lips. I used lip liner and vey light lip
color. It looked elegant. Then I took off the nasal strips. I just
put base cream and touched with light talcum powder. God he looked
same like me. I took wig then and placed above wig cap. It was
good one. It was thick black silky wig. I combed it on his head so
that he can feel girly. It was lace type so it hung his head
tight. I plaited it in single with 2 hairpins and banded it at the
end. Her face was made. I started to call him as girl. I usually
liked to call him ammu. I choose her name as amala which is near
to his male name. I made him stand god she was looking beautiful.
I removed her towel around and stared her, she blushed. It was
great excitement for me. She again wrapped the towel back like
girl in shy. Then I placed small black bindi similar to mine. We
looked almost like twins. Then I put slips. I then took one of my
chuddy it was lavender floral in white with black tight pant. She
liked that most while I was wearing it. I made her to wear that it
was good fit to her. I saw a pot belly it was pretty where the
actresses have like that made her look beautiful. I never had it.
It was really cute. I then inserted cotton pouch as breast forms,
which I stitched myself on the first day ammu lost her bet. Her
face was like as beet rosé. She was beautiful in that dress it
made look her very fair. I wrapped its cotton black duppata. I
took efforts on her breast part to show more feminine. I then put
small gold eardrops to her. Thin chain with heart-in pendent of me
around her neck. I wore my ring but it was too small for him then
I took mom ring which I bought recently on my taste. It fit her
finger very well. I wore mom’s all three ring to her fingers. I
wore both metal and gold bangles of different type 6 equally on
both hands; she can’t see her hand without hair it made her
something that I sensed. I know ammu was enjoying all these. I
then made her to wear my thin golden anklets which showed her foot
beautiful. Then I applied nail color of pink on her hands and
legs, looked at her eyes reminding it was said as girl thing by
somebody. She laughed on that I can clearly see ammu liked all
things what I am doing now. I then took my hairspray it was spring
flower flavor I liked most and sprayed on her hair. Wow I loved
her most she looked extremely pretty I asked to see mirror. I was
watching her expression eagerly. I could sense many things from
that. She liked it I gave her a big hug. On hug I realized she was
too small and petite to feel. Even in her male self she looked
little built. I kissed on her cheeks and asked for repay she gave
with pleasant feel. I was happy as well as excited. I enjoy while
she stand on foot to kiss my cheek it was a girl gesture while
kissing. I am happy that I was taller than her. I then asked her
to follow me to help me chores. Even normal she’ll help me on some
chores. I asked her to wash dish so I can take bath and come to
cook lunch for us. She agreed. While I was going to bathroom I
heard sound of bangles crackling vessels. I thought some girl is
washing vessels over there.
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*#46*
*Priya* (/Thursday, 10 December 2009 10:44/)
I finished my bath and came to see her she completed her chore. We
have to cook I just asked her to cut vegetables meanwhile I sweep
the home and pile the cloth in machine to wash. After I returned
ammu has finished cutting vegetables almost. I took rest charge
asked her to take rest. After a while I finished my cooking and
went to see her. I went without making noise she was enjoying her
image on mirror. I went and stood behind her. He felt very shy.
Then I fed and I ate breakfast and had a nice cup of tea made by ammu.
I then asked her to remove dress so that I can try different
dresses. First in my mind was my school uniform. I thought to make
her to wear. I was senior of same school she was studying now.
Uniform was pink tops and pink pant with dark brown checked mini
over coat. He readily agreed and I started to try. It was tight
though looked pretty. I managed wig to put two plaits formally
tied with black ribbon and put mango gold studs on ear. A simple
black bindi again. I touched her makeup removed little bangles and
left simple. Anklets remain same. Wow she was me. She was
beautiful and very innocent looked. She really looked like girl
and undoubtedly my sister.
I kept teasing for while and I plan to wear all my silk half saree
to her. I removed all her light jewels except rings. Asked her to
remove slips I wore matching blouse it was mine, it looked
beautiful on padded bra. Then the bottom silk skirt it was cream
with black border. I wrapped top it was dark green her belly was
little visible she said it was bit uncomfortable. I knew wore all
golden bangles of made her each hand heavy. I wore heavy silver
anklets. Thick gold necklace ant thin chain too. Then I put gold
clip-on dangler with green stones. Then I wore medium size maroon
bindi. She looked bit mature. Then I went for her hair make over I
plan to do two plaits but it was difficult in wig to get neat
look. So I plaited it single again with center clips this time. I
was enjoying this lot. I took her to mirror she was lovely. But
something is missing. I forget about flowers. I asked her to enjoy
and I will bring flowers for her. I took my two-wheeler to near
market bought 4 feet of jasmine garlands and 4 roses of different
color. While I return he was watching TV. Then I put a pink rose
with 4 feet jasmine but she asked me to wear some. But I was in
t-shirt and skirt so it won’t suit I said. She refused and asked
me to change dress like her. Then I agree to change in saree after
sometime. Till we took rest I lay on her lap and she watched TV.
She was soothing my hair which she never done before. I felt happy
and slept for hour I think. But still in her lap. She helped me in
making lunch and we are done soon. We ate and then she went to my
room I asked does she like to wear my saree. He was not hesitant
with me anymore he agreed with smile. I made him to dress in one
of my cotton saree with same jewels. I changed to saree and as
like her. I asked her to keep flower in my hair so that I can feel
some bonding. She did that. I was dressed in cotton saree with
loose hair with clip. Her saree was georgette it was red and white
polka dots. We looked like sisters and even she was more feminine
as I was lean and her face was round and full and she was short.
We roamed like that for a while. I asked her to walk like a girl,
act like girl it was all great fun. Then I made her change to all
my skirt and t-shirt and I tried to take photo in my mobile but
she stubbornly refused. After all that I asked her whether she
like to go out like this. But I know she would love to go out but
due to fear she refused to come. I told to wear helmet that I’ve
studied in on story. After some pleading she accepted but after
dark it was ok. I was happy and patted her on butt. I asked to
change any dress in my closet which I share with mom and to relax
till evening. She said she was feeling comfortable in chuddy and
first opted for my recent anjali type chuddy. It was semi full
sleeve maroon floral tops with Patiala bottom on olive green with
white floral pant. And maroon and green mixed 6 meter duppata with
floral pattern. I love to wear it. After all he is my brother na.
Am sorry, my sister na.
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*#47*
*Priya* (/Thursday, 10 December 2009 10:53/)
I removed all bangles and put a big clip on bangle with bells. It
was gold imitation. Two thin gold light bangles in other hand.
Then thin necklace with big pendent it was gold imitation with
stone work. And dangler which was little heavy. I took jasmine
garland and put it in water for later use left her with two roses.
Wow she looked gorgeous. Even myself I’ve not dressed this much
and enjoyed my womanhood. But the only thing in my mind is I can
spice up our relationship and should feel the closeness. From
morning it was felt by both. I felt he was more attached to me
than the male-self. The male part of him has ego, carelessness,
superiority and ignorant. I always think the male gender cannot
cherish and praise the relationship as we girls do. But I thought
to make him realize him. He was so close to me like a girlfriend.
I was surprised when he spontaneously made us coffee for us that
evening. He was totally different that day reserved, discipline
and very sweet. Even he never left me an inch away. We were
talking from evening till I go to sweep and he put coffee. Then I
asked him to wash face again done the makeover from scratch. He
looked even more feminine than morning. I asked to remove my
salwar I got a special dress for him. I took new saree for this
diwali which is called crape silk with lots of chamki works. It
was mostly north Indian type. I have a beautiful blouse for that
which I stitched in latest fashion with very short sleeve. The
saree was dark red to say blood red. I know it’ll look gorgeous in
his fair skin. But I have the doubt blouse of me won’t fit him.
But he feared it would attract attention to people. I told it was
just ride he don’t even expose face even I’ll drive the scooter.
He digested and because of my sweet torture he agreed. I made him
wore blouse never thought it would fit him snuggly. It was made
for him. The sleeve’s cut was perfect than me and it was where it
should be. His hand was really feminine and looked like he made
waxing. I’ve done waxing but his was very natural glow. Then he
wore petticoat which was came with saree itself. I drape saree
then it was easy to drape that saree. The neck was really low but
I covered in decent way and said him to take care of it like a
girl. I then wore him red bangles equally in both hands but not
heavy. A red dangler I bought purposely for that saree. I left
that set necklace it was elegant because. I wore silver anklets. I
took roses and wore jasmine which was still fresh. The rings
remain same. He just produced light tingling all over body like
girl. I made him to enjoy and I went to get ready. I wore the
dress he just removed and wore the same roses. After get back he
said to go just near the ground and return back then which was
just Next Street I agreed. Unfortunately I have only 2 heel sets
and flat pumps, but pumps were not decent to that saree. I asked
him to wear heel with 2’ black. He wore it with catching my hand.
But we are still inside the room doing all this. Then I went
inside to take my perfume and we both sprayed it. It was
definitely female. But I worried to cover my work with helmet. I
explained him that was his sister’s hard work not to spoil it. But
people can find him in our area so it’s best to be precaution. I
drove bike without helmet and I have license too. But he doesn’t
have. I made him to stay inside portico and opened the gate to
take the bike. Soon I started and asked him to come and sit. He
wore helmet and came to scooter. When I looked whether he sat I
made me laugh. Really he was sitting cute like a girl because of
saree. Really that excited me and I laughed at him he felt little
shy that I can sense. I asked him to hold a grip. He wasn’t. I
know it was his male ego. I voluntarily took his hand and made him
covered my stomach to hold. When I start I made a naughty move by
accelerating with jerk. He fell in me without balance and he hold
my stomach firm. He was supposed to shout but he dint asked me to
stop play and go.
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*#48*
*Priya* (/Thursday, 10 December 2009 10:57/)
I rode the bike behind was my cute little sister definitely he
should be scared and thrilled. When he asked to return home on
Next Street I drove him fast to main road asked him to cool down
and enjoy. We rode all the town for nearly half an hour. It was a
private place I stopped there he was trembling and asked why I
stopped the bike. I asked we can go to that temple he started to
look different and he got angry on me I see tears swelling in his
eyes I felt bad and started to home. He was silent I was saying
him sorry all the way. He was silent then I made some joke and he
was bit ok. Then I stopped with his permission near our ground
where no man’s land. Asked him to take helmet and enjoy for a
little while I assured it’ll feel good. He took off I adjusted his
hair and eye liner. We stood there for 5 minutes I hold his hand
firmly. Then I we drove home happily. I just wanted to make him ok
before we reached home.
After we reached home we just settled but till in our dresses. He
stood before me and asked this is all you want me to look like
holding his pallu. I don’t know what was that say. I asked is he
angry. No he said normally. I replied yes ammu I enjoyed with you
and I had a good time with you and gave him a big hug. We both
drowned with emotion which you guys call it as sibling bond. He
asked he can change the dress but asked him to be with it for more
time because he was beautiful with that and looked like
genetically female. But the reason he said made me laugh. The
saree’s embroidery work are itching him. He can’t bear. I said
this is what womanhood. We got have lot of pains to look pretty. I
made him to wear knee skirt and kurta with bra. I just made side
dish he’s the one to do dosa to eat. We finished dinner went to
couch I cuddle him in couch and keep on poke him. I kept saying he
was very sweet today, I expect him to be with me always the way
which he behaved and treat me like a friend. I am here for him. He
should not ignore me, said everything with a sweet tone. He just
kept listened with positive face expression. I teased he was
smelling very female. Till 12 we watched TV and Its time to end. I
removed all his makeup clearly. Asked him to wear his night PJ
dress with full hand to avoid mom’s attention sometimes she’d be
keen in change with us. We made all things normal. Ask him to go
sleep. But he asked me whether he can sleep in my room. I was very
happy. We locked all the doors and he came to my bed to sleep. I
felt him in my heart it was a great joy. After all he is the one
who is going to come along with my all good and bad all my life.
He cuddled me around the neck I put hand down his head so my baby
can have rest. I felt the moment was very motherly to me. I said
by breeze his hair what I have done today is know this ends like
this. I said not to cross-dress often or secretly. If urge is
there I asked him to say it to me openly and I’ll take care of it.
I don’t want him to have it as habit after all I should care him.
He replied he agreed today only because of me to this but frankly
he liked today’s happening and promised me he’ll never do things
without knowing me. I was very proud of him, my baby. We drifted
to sleep after half an hour.
Mom arrived by morning seven. She made coffee for us and enquired
why he was sleeping in my room. I said I made him to sleep here
because fearing to sleep alone. She commented humorously that I
have chosen a very brave man for company, which made me laugh. He
was still sleeping. After mom went I saw his hairless hands and
recalled yesterday’s moments and woke him with a sweet punch for
coffee. He was stoop on my shoulder and had his coffee we looked
each other with smile thinking of yesterday how we spent the day.
This is the end and the story was reviewed by my brother already.
This is dedicated to my brother.