I just finished my first year of UG and a very fair and lean guy with a very light mustache... I am a little taller than my cousin Pallavi even though we are of the same age... I remember my little cousin begged me like anything to just give it a try..and finally I agreed to their proposal while showing it off as if I don't like it. We then went to Pallavi's room and she asked me to take off my t-shirt and just be in shorts. I took it off and stood in front of these girls half-naked. It was a little embarrassment to me and some how I managed it. Arpita was too excited and started suggesting to Pallavi what should be given to me to wear. She was going on giving me a list of dresses starting from Pallavi's half saree, chudidar till to her school uniform (of course I was not sure whether her dress will fit me or not). Finally, I told them to make it fast. Pallavi took out a chocolate brown pavada(long skirt) with the same color blouse and her favorite dark pink color dhavani. Pallavi has given me a petticoat and asked me to wear it and I wore it and doesn't know how to make a knot. Pallavi helped me with the knot and on top of the petticoat, she asked me to wear the pavada. She once again helped with the knot of the pavada. Pallavi handed me a blouse that is made up of the same fabric as that of pavada. I slowly slid my hands into the blouse and to my surprise, it was a perfect fit for me (a little tight actually..but who cares...). My flesh on my chest perfectly adjusted in the blouse bringing a little shape of the boobs of a little girl. By seeing the shapes my cousin Pallavi laughed at me like anything and within no time she controlled her laughter as she noticed me that her laughter made me a little uncomfortable. She then took the bright pink dhavani in her hand and placed it on my shoulder. The very light feather-like touch of that dhavani made me to feel like I am on Cloud 9. Yes, there is truly magic there in the women's clothes and I think we as crossdresses can feel it more than a genetic woman can feel.. maybe..I don't know..but I think so.

Pallavi while putting one side of the dhavani on my shoulder she pleated the other side of the dhavani and asked me to tuck in at the naval area into my pavada and I followed her without any questions. She adjusted the steps of the dhavani on my shoulders and placed a safety pin to ensure the soft fabric of dhavani should not slip from my shoulders and my breast exposed can be seen by others directly. In south India especially in my generation, I have never seen any of my cousins wearing heavy makeup and so the same applies to me as part of the makeup process. She applied a simple fair and lovely cream and on top of it a light coat of ponds talcum powder and I was not happy with my mustache. I told Pallavi that I don't like to see myself as a girl with a mustache(it's very little hair though). She said no problem it's not visible then I said I am a perfectionist if I have to wear a girls' dress I should look like one and started removing my dhavani. Pavani held my hand and said ok fine if you wish to shave you can shave to achieve a much better look. Then without any second thought, I took the razor lied there in the bathroom belongs to my uncle and shaved my mustache immediately. I did really well without any cut. Pallavi said I am looking very girly and by saying she started re-applying the cream and followed by talcum powder. Pallavi doesn't wear lipstick but she brought one and applied it to me. She very artistically applied kajal with longer wings that made me look like an old movie heroine. When I said like the kajal was too long then she adjusted it and when Pallavi is busy making me up Arpita was busy looking for matching bangles set. With a beautiful oval-shaped bindi on my forehead, I look really very feminine in the dressing table mirror. Arpita handed over a dozen glass bangles and brought from inside a pair of silver anklets. Those silver anklets simply looking beautiful on my fair feet. The bangles of Pallavi with a little help of soap slid perfectly onto my wrist and shining like anything. The beautiful sound of glass bangles is far more soothing to the ear than the gold ones. Arpita from somewhere she brought a pair of clip-on earrings and fixed to my earlobes.

Pallavi started combing my hair to a side part just like I do on a regular basis. I look like a city girl with a bob cut wearing a traditional pavada dhavani for the first time. I said to Pallavi that everything is really good and I am so amazed by the transformation but this boy like hairstyle really spoil sported your efforts. Arpita then brought a long hair extension of her aunt which was used by her for some time. After seeing that Pallvai said now see the magic. She middle-parted my hair and combed to the back and used side pins to hold the hair to the back and when she pulled my hair back Pallavi can hold a handful of hair of mine into her hand which is enough to attach the hair extension and started braiding. The hair extension was too long and it came all the way to my buttocks. At the end of the hair, she used a brown rubber band which is matching to my pavada color. Now my hair is longer than both Pallavi and Arpita's hair.Pallavi took a chain from the cupboard and asked me to wear and I wore it. I took some long notebooks which were placed on the study table next to me and held as college girls do by holding them close to their breast and said to those girls in a little feminine way to Pallavi and Arpita that.."Girls!!! I am going to college..see you later.." Those words made them burst into laughter and the three of us really enjoyed that moment like anything... When Arpita and myself were still laughing then Pallavi went to the refrigerator and brought jasmine flower mala...She made me sit once again in front of the dressing table and tucked those jasmine flowers mala into my hair and that has given me the real beauty with a wonderful smell that made me enjoy the girl in me to her best.

Then Arpita got a crazy idea of why don't we go out of the Hanuman temple at the end of the street and that very idea made me nervous. But Pallavi ensured me that it's a good idea and she said they will also get ready and will go to the temple. Because I should not catch the eye of the public as the odd man out of three. I was watching TV and within no time they both were ready and they also wore the jasmine flowers and ready. It's dusk and we locked home and started to walk on the street and not much public were there on the street and due to the sudden power cut, street lights were also not there. Slowly we three of us were walking holding each other's hands and since I am a little taller than my cousin Pallavi her Pavada is just a half-inch to one inch short in length to me. So, for me, no need to lift it while walking and I was walking comfortably and a little fast too. Pallavi pulled me back and said girls will not walk fast so slow down then I realized I am not a boy now, I am a girl and should act like one. Somehow we managed to go to the temple even though it is dark then suddenly power came and just in front of us in the temple Radha aunty(Pallavi's elder sister close friend's mom) standing and enquired about me then Pallavi said that I am her cousin Meghana from Visakhapatnam. She invited three of us to visit her home as she is doing some pooja at home and asked us to take the prasadam and go. Since she asked us to take prasadam we couldn't deny her offer. We went to Radha aunty house and she applied some turmeric to our feet and put kumkum on our forehead and given a blouse piece and flowers into our hand. She went inside and brought some prasadam. I didn't say a single word but managed with a smile. From there we left for our home and my cousin Pallavi felt like she achieved something and she is very proud of her ability to disguise a guy as a girl and even attended to someone's house without any doubt. Even today also I feel that it is the adventure of Pallavi, not Meghana's that was truly an amazing one.

Exactly after one year after completing my second year under graduation again at my cousin's place I got an opportunity to repeat the same dressing one more time but this time there is a minor change, my cousin wore my t-shirt and shorts...however it's a wonderful time I had with my cousin sisters. Unfortunately, I don't have a camera of mobile phones with a camera in those days otherwise I would have been captured every single moment, and after all who will miss those wonderful moments in life. So, I captured everything in detail in my mind, and hopefully, with my writings I can make you visualize.

P.S: The only change that I have made in the above story is the names of the Characters except for mine
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