Lucky Boss: Part 4


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The next morning, Sudha and Manju got up for a new start in their life. Sudha was going to work as full-time accountant, and Manju was going to work as a female secretary for Umesh in the same office as Sudha’s. Sudha was happy with the little financial stability that had come in their life.

Soon after taking a bath, Manju came out wearing a saree petticoat. His hair was wet after the bath. He had grown his hair in the past three months and were reaching up to his shoulder. He did not need a wig anymore to appear feminine. He slipped on a bra and asked Sudha, “Sudha, can you please help me hook my bra?”. He moved his hair on one side towards the front to make it easier for Sudha. Sudha was almost ready in her salwar suit today. She came up to help Manju happily. “You know, Manju. By now, you should have learnt to put on a bra.”, she laughed at Manju.

Manju was a little annoyed with what Sudha said. He was in this position because of Sudha. He didn’t want to work for her pervert boss Umesh. “So, are you wearing saree on your first day?”, Sudha asked.

“Yes. That’s what I will be required to wear when I start shooting for the TV serial remember. Also, I feel that I might feel safer in a saree from your boss. He might not develop a liking towards an old fashioned woman.”, Manju said. There was a little anger in his voice. He quickly wrapped himself in a saree. He had become really proficient in it. He began to do make up, which honestly, he had started to find onerous now. A make up that should last throughout the day required a lot of skills and patience. He would be required to touch up every now and then, to hide his true identity. He was soon ready. He was wearing a simple yellow saree as he had a long day of work ahead.

When Sudha and Manju arrived at the office, Umesh was there to welcome Manju on his first day. “Welcome, Manju. I knew you will accept this job. Are you ready to begin now?”, Umesh had a cunning smile on his face. His smile sent a shiver through Manju’s spine. Manju tightened his grip over Sudha’s hand he was holding. “Come on girls. It’s time to work. Manju, please come to my office. I will explain your work to you.”, Umesh said. Sudha had to let Manju go. Once again, she was not realizing the mistake she was about to commit. Continue reading “Lucky Boss: Part 4”

Lucky Boss: Part 3


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The next day, Manju was at the film set. As instructed by the director, he was dressed up as a bengali woman. Sudha had helped him wax his full body in the morning so that Manju can leave a good impression on the director. He was still nervous about the whole thing because of all that happened the previous day. He was not too worried about his role though, as he was supposed to say just one line. He was part of a big group of women who were being shown performing some ritual before a wedding in the film. His shot was recorded in one take. After his shot, he went to the makeup van where Ajay was doing makeup for other actors.

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Manju sat quietly in the corner in Ajay’s makeup van. He looked sensuous as a bengali woman. (Image: Amy Choudhury)

Manju sat silently in a corner. His eyes looked really deep as he quietly watched Ajay do his work. He really looked like a pretty lady. His saree was draped perfectly, better than many other female extra actors who were there on the sets. Ajay had done a fantastic make up on him. His lips looked bright red and could attract anyone. He had the perfect eye brows which many women would love to have. The big bright red bindi on his forehead, and his deep eyes, gave him a very graceful look. Continue reading “Lucky Boss: Part 3”

Lucky Boss: Part 2


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“Ajay”, said Manju to the man who was now going by the name Jolly. He had a bewildered look on his face.

“Hey, Manju! When did you come to Mumbai, my friend? You didn’t even tell me you are coming.”, said the other man. “Oh, is that Boudi? (Bengali for sister-in-law)”, Ajay aka Jolly walked upto Sudha to touch her feet. Sudha looked a little hesitant.

“Come on in, Manju. Come, boudi“, said Ajay to both of them. “I have a tiny home here unlike village. Mumbai is expensive, you know? I have one room that I use as a beauty parlour, another where I live, and here is the kitchen.”, said Ajay pointing the couple to the chairs to sit.

“But Ajay, did I hear correctly? I cannot believe this.”, said Manju. He was hinting towards what he just came to know about his friend, that he was a homosexual man.

“Oh, Manju. You know me, don’t you? That’s just a little lie I tell to get the job as a make-up man. You don’t know the tantrums these actresses do. They always ask for a gay make-up man. So, I pretend to be one. But I am not. You have no idea what kind of dirty tricks people have to play to survive in the film industry.”, Ajay said as if everything was normal.

“Ajay, you know that it is wrong in so many ways. Have you thought about what would happen if your wife learns about this?”, said Manju. Sudha had been quiet so far.

“Don’t worry about my wife. I have told everything to her. We both are fine with this little lie, as it helps us keep the roof over my family’s head and it pays for my children’s bright future.”, said Ajay. He was not in a mood to discuss the morality of what he was doing. “So, tell me what bring you two to Mumbai?”, asked Ajay.

Manju told everything to Ajay and how he wanted to try his luck as an actor. Continue reading “Lucky Boss: Part 2”

Lucky Boss: Part 1


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The festivity was in the air in that small village in West Bengal. A small area was decorated with lights and stage for the performance of Ramleela, a story telling of Ramayana. It was like a small fair with several small shops selling sweets, clothes, toys and games of various kinds. The area was really bustling with all the villagers, men in their traditional attire, women in their traditional bengali-style sarees, and children playing with their newly purchased toys and balloons. Today, the villagers were gathered for a very special performance of Ramayana. And their wait just got over. The holy goddess Sita from the story of Ramayana was going to make her first appearance today on the stage. The scene of Sita’s first appearance had just begun. As soon as the mother Sita entered the stage, the whole village stood up in devotion. “Jai Sita Maiyaa (Hail mother Sita)” shouted someone from the group, and everyone followed the chant. The scene was played very beautifully in the right holy spirit by the actors of this play. The whole village got immersed in holy devotion after watching the first night of the play that was going to run for ten days.

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Manju was looking splendid as Sita in the play

After the play got over, a family consisting of an older couple, Shyam babu and Nalini, and their daughter-in-law Sudha walked towards the backstage. Manju, who played the role of Sita, was waiting anxiously for this family to come. Manju was really excited to play the much desirable and coveted role of Sita, and wanted to know how the audience liked it. Continue reading “Lucky Boss: Part 1”

Pallavi: The Interview


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On Friday night at around 9.30 p.m., Pallavi’s mobile rang up. She saw it was Nandini, the journalist who wanted to interview her. Pallavi decided to pick up the phone.

Pallavi: Hello Nandini. How are you?

Nandini: I am fine, Pallavi. Thank you very much. I called to check if we can meet tomorrow evening?

Pallavi:  Oh, why not? Did you get a chance to go through my website?

Nandini: That’s great, Pallavi. And Yes, I saw your website. Really very informative and you have roped in quite big names as Medical Consultants. I had no idea that there can be so many different types of consultants in the field of sexual behavior. Thanks for creating such a valuable website.

Pallavi: This is the need of the time, Nandini. I tried and got support. So, when do you wish to come tomorrow?

Nandini: Around 6 p.m.

Pallavi: I will return around 7:30 p.m. Is it convenient for you to come around 8 p.m., we will eat dinner together and then discuss the matter?

Nandini: Thanks for the dinner invitation but I will have dinner at my place and come to see you around 9 p.m, if that works for you.

Pallavi: Please don’t feel shy. We are having dinner together and don’t change your program.

Nandini: OK. I will come at 8 p.m. Are you sure you will be ready by that time? Or should I come a little later? Continue reading “Pallavi: The Interview”

Pallavi: The Beginning


Note from Indian Cross-dressing Novel: This story has been contributed by our reader Pallavi Desai. All the rights to this story belongs to her. We have used our creative liberties to embellish her story a little, but we have tried our best to maintain the original content and the intention of the story.


Dedication

This book is dedicated to my well wishers, students, friends and all who directly or indirectly supported me, encouraged and stood by me.


Preface

In our society to talk or discuss anything about sex is a social stigma. When someone tries to discuss about people whose sexual orientation is any different from the mainstream, it is assumed that he/she is pervert.

I have come in contact with real life people very closely and discussed various related aspects of varying sexual orientations. I also talked about the subject with Psychologists. Psychiatrists and Endocrinologists.

I have searched internet and even went through Guides prepared by WHO (World Health organization).

Based on all above I am trying to write autobiographical type fantasy book but it also contains lot of facts and true incidents of living persons.

I am mixing life events of my three characters namely Pallavi, Alka and Yogesh. I know them personally but changed their names in book to protect their identity.

I have used some of the possible medical advancements and extended further, just stretching my imagination to achieve ultimate goal of every cross dressers and persons who are seeking sex change operation. Every one invariably dreams of becoming a mother like genetic woman.

I have tried to make it a unique love story. (I know of a case where this has actually happened and these people are living in India and they are in late 30’s) Continue reading “Pallavi: The Beginning”

Neha Bhabhi


Author’s note: Please use the STAR rating option above to rate this story. We would like to thank our beloved reader Neha Gupta, who gave us these beautiful pictures of her own for the story. Yes, she is a real wonderful crossdresser. Find her on Facebook and say thanks to her! This story has been translated from Hindi to English. And sometimes, the feelings may get lost in translation. But we tried our best. Hope you girls like it!

हिंदी में पढने के लिए यहाँ क्लिक करे

“Oh my dear brother-in-law! Look how tall you have grown”, said my dear sister-in-law Neha, or Neha bhabhi (sister-in-law), as I used to call her. She hugged me, and I hugged her back as soon as I reached her home. Neha bhabhi was a sexy woman, the kind of woman people fancy about and write those special kind of stories. Beautiful face, slim figure, big bosom, long hair, she had it all. Today, she was wearing a green colored saree, with a light brown border. She had a mesmerizing effect on me as I looked at my sexy bhabhi in that matching blouse with short sleeves.  I could feel her soft breasts pressing against me, and I didn’t wanna release her from my hug yet. But she was my sister-in-law, I guess I should respect her, I thought.

After completion of my Class 10 exams, I had decided to visit my elder brother Tanuj and his wife Neha at their home. Tanuj had come to pick me up at the station, and we had just arrived at his home. I loved spending my summer vacation at his home. After all, my sweet sister-in-law used to give me so much love. Tanuj and Neha bhabhi  were married for two years, and yet, they had the glow of a newly-married couple. Anyone who met Neha bhabhi, instantly felt that my brother was a lucky man. Though Neha was a housewife, but she had a very modern outlook. She looked fetching in whatever clothes she wore, be it a saree or a skirt. Being her brother-in-law, I should not think of her in any wrong way. But Neha bhabhi was a sexy woman, and I could not help the sexual thoughts that would come in my mind. I have been hugged by many women, aunties, in my life, but Neha bhabhi used to hug me a little tighter and closer than any other woman. I am not implying that she had any wrong kind of interest in me. In fact, the truth is, she was a very good friend of mine. I could tell her anything that came in my heart. She would listen to me with an open mind, and would express herself freely as well. May be that was the reason, she would hug me freely without any hesitation or barrier between us. And I was that ungrateful person who was thinking about the soft body of this loving lady. I felt ashamed a little. But Neha bhabhi grabbed my hands as she looked intently towards me with so much happiness in her eyes. Continue reading “Neha Bhabhi”