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*#764*
*Srilakshmi* (/Thursday, 29 July 2010 10:44/)
PARTY
It was a cool evening of the month of December. Rohan and his wife
Rupali Patel had invited their very close friends for dinner at
the house. Asit and his wife Reema Choudhary arrived first
followed by Me and my wife Nishi Singh. My name is Man Singh. So
it was a very informal party where only the closest pals had been
invited. In fact, we all the three of us had planned to meet once
in a month at each others house. This had been going on for nine
months now. While Mrs. Patel was busy in preparations, Rohan Patel
was busy entertaining the guests.
In a short while, Mrs. patel had finished her work and the table
was laid down. Delicious food was served on the table. All of us
had a good time with our past reminiscences. After we had finished
with the dinner, all of us sat down for a formal chat. Asit who
was in a jovial mood asked us, friends, Do you know, I was
wondering the whole day throughout that the egg came first or the
chicken. Can you both help me in answering this question. So a lot
of their time was devoted in making fun because nobody seemed to
be in consensus. Rohan Patel then asked Asit Choudhary, Can you
tell who came first, man or the woman, Adam or eve. The women had
then joined us in our talk and for a long time the debate
continued. The women were firm in their answer that no man could
have been born in absence of women and the men were firm that no
women could give birth unless their was a man. The discussion
continued without any ending until all were exhausted and wished
to retire. But then Mrs. Patel asked all of them to wait for a cup
of coffee.
All of them waited while Mrs. Patel went into the kitchen to
prepare tea. After a short while when she finally arrived with a
tray in her hand, Nishi said, It is so much difficult for a woman.
Mrs. Patel has been working so hard throughout the day without any
help. It would have been so much better if Mr. Patel would have
helped her.
A discussion broke among the group. While all the women wanted
their husbands to help them in the domestic duties, the men were
simply finding excuses for not helping their wives. Reema
Chaudhary erupted, I do not think that in the beginning of human
existence any man would have any excuse for not helping his wife.
Both of them shared work equally. Yes, I favor you, said Nishi,
Men and women shared everything, even clothes. Really, a surprised
Rohan asked. Do you mean that men and women wore and exchanged
clothes. How can it be? Can you expect a man to wear his wife's
clothes. Simply not. I am just unable to understand how you say
this. Have you any proof of what you say?
Well, let me explain. said Nishi. In the beginning of human
existence, men and women did not wear clothes. Do you all agree
with me. Yes, all of us replied. Clothes were an invention out of
sheer necessity to seek refuge from rains, chilly winters and hot
weather. So in the beginning humans started wearing skirts made of
leaves. Both men and women wore it. Then they learnt to wear
leather. Both the men and the women tied skins and wore them like
skirts. Then finally with little knowledge they acquired they
learnt to make fabrics. Men and women both just wrapped them in a
similar way. There was absolutely no difference. All of them
seemed to agree with Nishi.
The topic seemed interesting. So having a cup of tea, the
discussion continued. After a sip, Nishi then continued. It is now
very clear that men and women wore skirts in the beginning. It was
only after the invention of the scissor and the needle that humans
might have learnt to cut and stitch the fabrics. But even when
they had learnt cutting and stitching, in the beginning they were
just stitching long gowns. Men and women both wore gowns.
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*#765*
*Srilakshmi* (/Thursday, 29 July 2010 10:46/)
Yes you are right, Reema interrupted, men in those days kept long
hairs and had a ponytail. Men in India even wore earrings, and
other ornaments. With growing civilization this trend disappeared.
But I would certainly enjoy if Asit would wear a sari instead of
me. All of us had a laugh. Asit also joined in it. Nishi glanced
at me. I just turned my face as not to notice her. But then the
topic diverted and all of them started guessing as to what made
men to quit wearing skirts, gowns or ornaments.
I do not think men have quit wearing dresses. Nishi said. If you
look at Hindu mythology there are a numerous instances where you
find cross dressing. Lord Vishnu reincarnated as Mohini to help
the demigods. Lord Shiva assumed the form of Ardhnarishwara. Even
Lord Krishna is said to have worn a lehenga and choli to please
his beloved, Radha. It is said that in love you completely
surrender to your beloved and submerge your identity in him or
her. So Krishna became Radha and Radha became Krishna. Isn't it.
That's true, all of us replied.
That did not end there, Rupali said. Men continued to act and
dance as women. In many places women were simply not allowed to
act and dance in plays, theatre etc. So men cross dressed and
acted as women. I personally feel that I do not find any reason
why men should not be allowed to wear dresses when they have done
it for such a long time. Even today so many of our actors in a
play act as women.
The men just had nothing to say. They just listened. Nishi then
asked all of us men, If you are provided a chance will you cross
dress. Well there is nothing objectionable if it is done in a
while for fun, Rohan replied. All right then, said Nishi. We are
going to host the next party and the theme for our party will be
cross dressing. All of us women will wear shirts and trousers and
all of you men will wear sari's. Asit tried to object but the
women just would not listen. I joined Nishi and supported her.
Rohan looked at me in surprise. But then it was finally decided
that the party next month will witness cross dressed men and
women. After we had our last sip of tea, we dispersed to our houses.
Nishi was the most excited about the whole thing. For almost two
weeks she would just call on either of her friend on phone and
they would discuss as to about how would they plan the whole
event. Though I did not know much but I sensed that it was going
to be a high tension drama.
So the party was planned. Nishi told me that it was going to be an
whole day affair. The men will wear petticoats, blouse and sari
and the women will wear shirts and trousers. The entire
preparation of the party will be done by men while the women will
relax. watch television. The best dressed male will be given a
gift. And all men will be provided special treatment after the
party. I wanted to know from her what kind of special treatment
they have planned. But Nishi was diplomatic. She told that it was
just going to be a oil massage.
Nishi wanted me to look the best in the party. So she started the
preparations a week in advance. She paid detailed attention to my
nails, my eyebrows, and purchased for me a wig, bra and panty set.
There were still two days left for the party. Nishi called on her
friends and informed them that the men will be comfortable in
dressing in her home when they arrive and they will dress their
husband's.
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*#766*
*Srilakshmi* (/Thursday, 29 July 2010 10:48/)
So the party day came. Nishi woke me up early in the morning. Just
go and remove all your hairs. I must not find a single strand of
hair on your body except your head. I had to do it. It took almost
an hour. When I came out of the closet, Nishi was already prepared
with the morning tea. We have much work to do. Now sit before the
mirror. She dictated me. I sat down on a small stool in front of
the mirror. Nishi started all the make up techniques on me. I then
found out that she was an expert in make up. The skin texture of
my face changed from rough to smooth. With dexterity she managed
to give a oval shape to my face by use of colors. It took almost
half an hour for nishi to complete my facial make up. The effect
was astounding. I just could not believe my eyes. The pink
lipstick looked wonderful. After the facial make up she started
working on my nails. It took almost an hour for her to complete my
make up. After the make up I had to wear the sari. The bra and
panty came first followed by a tight small blouse and petticoat.
When she helped me fasten the hooks of the bra I had such a
wonderful feeling. The straps of the bra digging into my shoulder
and the weight filled in those cups gave me a feeling that I was
better and more comfortable wearing it. The pink blouse which was
a low cut blouse and it revealed my clevage gave it more lovelier
look. At last it was the sari. It was also a pink floral saree
with the flowers in white and blue. When Nishi helped me in
wearing the sari. she did it to such perfection that for a while I
forgot that I was a man. She then helped me in wearing long
hanging earrings, a nose ring, bangles and anklets. When it was
complete, it was already time for my friends to arrive.
You are ready now. So just attend to our guests while I get myself
ready, Nishi ordered me. I waited at the door for my friends to
arrive. First came Asit and his wife Reema. While Asit was in his
usual shirt and Knickers, his wife was already prepared and was
wearing a T shirt, leather jacket and trousers. When both of them
saw me, Reema had a good laugh and looking to her husband said,
come on now, You too need to get ready. So I led Asit and Reema to
the changing room where the transformation of Asit began. After a
short while When Nishi came out of the bathroom she was already
wearing my Shirt and Trousers. She also started helping Reema in
transforming her husband. After a short while Rohan and Rupali to
arrived. Rupali had broad shoulders so she looked the most
handsome of all three women. I guided Rohan and Rupali to the
changing room and then closed the doors my house. Then I too
started helping the women in changing their husbands. I had
already changed. In an hour Asit and Rohan were transformed into
beautiful young women. Asit was wearing a dark red sari with
golden border and it looked great while Rohan wore a blue sari
with black stripes. The blouse was matching blue. So all of us
three men had been turned into women with all the curves and
mounds at the right places. After that Nishi reminded that the
girls needed high heels. So our slippers were replaced with high
heeled sandals. What have you planned for the day, I asked Nishi.
Nishi was the natural leader. She asked all of us to sit down and
said. Today we all have gathered for the party and have dressed as
planned. Since you all men are now wearing sari's you have turned
into good beautiful women. For today you will act as our wife and
we shall be your husband. Firstly we have to choose appropriate
names for you. Rohan will be called Rohini, Asit will be called
Sita and to my wife, I will call her Minni. Since you are going to
be our wives you very well know that Indian wives do no call their
husband's by name. You will do the same. Whenever we shall call
you you will answer with a 'ji'(A word of respect meaning "yes")
and to us you will refer as "aap" (A word of respect for elders or
those in authority). The entire day and when you are called by any
of us, you must keep your head covered. Nishi then showed by
covering my head with the pallu of the sari as to how it was to be
done. Rupali did it for Rohini and Reema for Sita. You shall obey
our orders just as wives do. Now you are to prepare lunch and
dinner for us today. You are to wash the utensils too. I hope you
all have understood. Now we must get to our work.
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*#767*
*Srilakshmi* (/Thursday, 29 July 2010 10:49/)
So Nishi led all of us to kitchen. You will find everything here.
I think you must start now but with a cup of tea for all of us.
Minni, you will do it. Ji, I replied. And both of you Rohini and
Sita shall help her, said Rupali. So the party started. In a short
while we were able to prepare the tea and it was my duty to serve
all of them. The newly formed husband's enjoyed being in position
of authority and would call their wives for every bit of work.
Though Nishi was the natural leader, Rupali was the most
dominating, scolding all of us for every mistake we committed and
making us run for petty things such as a glass of water. The most
difficult act was to keep the pallu in its right place and to keep
the head covered. All of our husbands scolded us for not keeping
the pallu right and on our head. The manner in which they scolded
created humiliation for all of us three ladies.
It is too much difficult working while wearing a sari. The pallu
of my sari and also of Rohini and Sita would slip from the
shoulder and much time went in adjusting it again and again. While
working the bangles in our hands would make a tinkling sound, so
our husbands knew that we were working. The anklets worn in our
feet would also make a similar sound. It was not all easy. Our wig
would also create problem when the hair would again and again fall
on the face. Soon the three of us the newly formed wives found out
that it was difficult being a woman. But anyhow we were able to
prepare lunch which almost took two hours. Our husbands knew our
plight but they seemed to be enjoying. While we cooked the lunch,
they were busy in chatting politics and watching television.
It was my job to inform them that the lunch was ready. The table
was laid down. Nishi strictly reminded me that I was not have
lunch with them as it was my duty as a wife to entertain the
guests first and then have my lunch afterwards. So, I served all
of them. The food was though not well prepared, our husbands were
satisfied that we had done a good job in our first attempt though
they counted all our mistakes and noted them on paper. I ate my
lunch after all had finished. Rupali encircled her hands around
Rohini's waist and carried her to the sofa on which she sat. Reema
too caught Sita by her hand and led her to the other end of the
sofa. Nishi ordered me to wash the utensils and then join her.
While I washed the utensils, I heard all making fun among
themselves. After I had washed the utensils, I joined all of them
in the room. Nishi just ordered me to sit in her lap. Good girl,
she patted me. You have done a good job till now. And you girls
Rohini and Sita have very well supported my wife. It was
embarrassing for me to sit on my husbands lap because he would
just encircle his hands around my waist and then raise it up
further to press my nipples. Rupali and Reema noticed that and
they started making fun of me which created humiliation in front
of my friends Rohini and Sita. I tried to set myself free but
Nishi would not let me free. The struggle created more amusement
and enjoyment for all of them.
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*#768*
*Srilakshmi* (/Thursday, 29 July 2010 10:50/)
It was after a while when Nishi set me free. You are my lovely
doll today, so I just played with you. I hope you will not mind
it, said Nishi to me. It was then decided that since all the men
looked beautiful and it was party with a difference, a photo
session was held. Snaps were taken singly and jointly. After a
short fun time, the noon had almost passed away. It was tea time.
It was my duty to prepare some snacks and tea for all of us. After
we had our tea our husbands decided that it was now time for us to
refresh ourselves and change our dresses. Once again they helped
us in changing. This time Nishi gave me to wear a see through red
color sari. The bra was clearly visible beneath the blouse. I
looked sexy in the sari. Rohini wore a black sari with matching
blouse and Sita a blue sari with white floral print. Our husbands
too changed their dresses. Nishi wore a formal Kurta with pyjama.
Reema stayed in her usual leather jacket and Rupali too did not
change. After we had changed it was again a short photo session
and then it was time to start preparations for dinner.
I hope you are not going to commit mistakes that you did while
preparing lunch, said Rupali. If you commit mistakes we are going
to punish you. And for your hard work we shall reward you too.
Decide it for yourself, what you want. Who would want a
punishment, I said. Nishi looked at me in my eyes but I turned my
face and headed into the kitchen. It took quite a while to prepare
dinner. Out of us three ladies, only I had some knowledge of
cooking. So I had to do most of the work. Rohini and Sita were
impressed by my skills and wanted to know where did I learnt it.
But I stayed quiet on this question and did not answer them. How
could I tell them that. It was not easy for me and it would have
created humiliation for me.
The dinner came out to be the same affair as was the lunch. But
this time our husbands started complaining of small mistakes
committed by us and noted them down. We apologized to them and
promised them that we will take care and not do it again.
After we all had our dinner and I had washed all the utensils,
cleaned the kitchen, I headed into the living room where all were
chatting and having fun. When I entered the room, Rupali who was
lying down just sat up and said, Now it is the time for us to
declare who was the most efficient wife of you all. You all
committed mistakes. And one by one she counted and narrated them
to us. So for your mistakes you will receive punishment from your
husbands and for your good work we shall reward you. Its for you
to decide whether you would like to be rewarded first or like to
be punished. The three of us ladies were now in a dilemma. How
could we accept punishment. So we apologized to our husbands but
they would not listen. Nishi then interrupted, It will be
punishment first. All of you women now hold your ears and do at
least twenty sit ups repeating that we shall not commit the
mistakes we have done today. We were hesitant and therefore for a
while just stood still. Rupali too joined in. She took the belt of
her trouser and waving it said, start now or else I will start
beating you all on your buttocks. To avoid humiliation we started
sit ups, but twenty was too much after a heavy dinner. Our
husbands enjoyed our plight, but they simply wanted more and more.
Nothing could be more humiliating, I thought, but I did not knew
that there was much in store for us.
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*#769*
*Srilakshmi* (/Thursday, 29 July 2010 10:52/)
Now we shall reward you for your good work. We think that since it
was your starting and you have still managed to do the hard work,
we shall give you all a light massage. Nishi led us to the room
which I had emptied for my exercises. There was enough space for
all six of us. Take off your clothes. Nishi ordered. And remember
just dont take off you bra and panty. I understood what was going
to happen now. But how can I tell Rohini and Sita that this was
going to be the most humiliating and embarrassing for us. So I did
as Nishi had said. I just took off my sari, blouse and petticoat.
Rohini and Sita followed. We were now exposed wearing just our bra
and panty. Lie down on your stomach, Nishi ordered. Our husbands
now were going to give us the massage of our life. They too took
off their clothes, the shirt and trousers they were wearing.
Rupali gave it a start by massaging Rohini. Nishi and Reema
followed. The massage started from our toes gradually shifting
upwards. After a while Nishi was massaging my waist. Slowly and
slowly she rubbed upwards until her hands started pressing my
breasts. I turned my face. I could see that Rohini and Sita were
too getting a massage. For a while we felt our body becoming
lighter than usual. But then the power went off and there was
darkness in the room. After a short while when the power was on I
sensed something strange touching my body. I at once recognized
it. I also now knew why the power was off for a while. Our
husbands had now worn a strapon. Nishi was rubbing a dildo against
my body. I closed my eyes in shame. But when I batted my eyelid
for a while, I saw the same happening to Rohini and Sita. They
were lying down on their stomach, so they were still trying to
figure out what was happening. We need to massage them inside
their body. Nishi said. Suddenly I felt a jerk in my body. Nishi
was holding and pressing my breasts and the dildo had penetrated
my ass. For a while there was pain. but then I was used to it, so
I kept quite. But Rohini And Sita had experienced it for the first
time in their lives. So they moaned and cried in pain. But their
husbands were not moved. You have been doing it to us, said
Rupali. Now get a taste of your own medicine. So our husbands were
penetrating us and that to, too openly in presence of each other.
It was almost an hour when they all decided that it was enough. We
have rewarded them too much, said Reema. They now ordered us
ladies to get up and put on our clothes. Once again we were tying
down our sari's. It's time now we must have a cup of tea as usual
before leaving. So once again I had to step into the kitchen to
prepare tea. While we were having our tea, Rupali asked Nishi,
while Rohini and Sita were moaning in pain how is it that Minni
was so normal. Nishi replied, I have been doing it for long. Ever
since our first wedding night, when we slept together, I used a
dildo on him the very first night. Rupali and Reema were amazed.
Is that so. How could you manage it. I too wanted to know why
Nishi behaved in such a manner on the very first wedding night.
Well now, Nishi replied, I knew that if I could overpower my
husband the very first night, he would become a sissy and then I
can easily dominate him. So the very first night we slept
together, I did not let Minni take control of me. I controlled her
instead. Since then, she has been under my thumb, doing everything
I order to her. She is used to the dildos. I use it once every
week on her. That is the reason, she is so calm when I do it on
her. In fact she loves it and sometimes she herself demands it.
She has been living as my wife for long now, but only in the
closet. Today the secret has opened up.
I was facing complete humiliation and embarrassment. I never knew,
Nishi would so easily open up the secret. They now knew that I was
a sissy. But then Nishi asked, have your husbands worn a sari
before. Rupali was the first to admit, My husband is a cross
dresser and he dresses once in a month. He then lives like a
girlfriend to me. It is for this reason that I have no hesitation
in scolding men or even slapping them. So there is almost no
difference. But I have used a dildo for the first time and I
really enjoyed being in power. But then, you are not speaking
anything Reema, Nishi asked her. Is your husband a perfect man. No
said Reema, I am still amazed as to how did you came to know that
I call him Sita at home. I have been wondering as to how you knew
that my husband was henpecked and I always kept Sita under my thumb.
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*#770*
*Srilakshmi* (/Thursday, 29 July 2010 10:53/)
So all three of us ladies were now exposed. In one way or other we
were all being overpowered by our husbands and were real sissies.
But for such long time we had been boasting about our masculinity
to each other. We were unable to face each other. But then it was
time to leave. The next party was to be hosted by Reema. So she
declared, the theme for the next party will again be cross
dressing and this time the men will wear sari's covering not only
their heads but will also cover their faces with a veil. And now
that they are exposed they will not remain as our husbands but as
our wives. So whenever we meet, we shall call them by the names we
have given them today.
It was time to depart. Rupali and Reema sat on the driving seat
and drove the Cars and Rohini and Sita sat besides them as any
wife would behave. After they had gone, Nishi just lifted me up
and said, we had a great time minni. I am now glad that in future
we will not have to pretend. You can become a full time housewife.
You are now exposed. Is it not that you wanted. Yes, I said. I am
grateful to you. I rested my head on Nishi's shoulder. She kissed
me and caressed my face and slid her hands into my long hair.
Slowly and steadily her hands slipped on to my breasts and she
started opening the buttons of my blouse. I knew what was to
happen next. I just lay down on my stomach and kept my legs wide
open. Love had begun once again.