As the lockdown dragged on, Sneha’s playful teasing took on a more serious tone. One morning, she handed Sanjay a bottle of hair removal cream.

"What’s this for?" Sanjay asked, eyeing it suspiciously.

Sneha smiled sweetly. "You know what it’s for. Go on, darling, use it on your legs and arms."

Sanjay balked at the idea, but when Sneha dangled her phone with a video of him combing his braid, he knew he didn’t have much choice. Reluctantly, he followed her instructions and removed all his body hair.

When he stepped out of the bathroom, freshly smooth, Sneha was waiting with a salwar kameez, a bra, and panties.

"Seriously?" Sanjay asked, incredulous.

Sneha grinned. "Come on, it’s just for fun. I locked our phones, no pictures, I promise."

With no other option, Sanjay put on the feminine attire, feeling more embarrassed than ever. But Sneha wasn’t done yet. She sat him down and braided his hair into two pigtails, smiling mischievously the whole time.

When she turned him towards the mirror, Sanjay gasped. He looked like a schoolgirl, complete with pigtails and a traditional outfit. His heart raced, torn between humiliation and an odd sense of thrill.

Sneha, sensing his hesitation, cupped his face and kissed him gently. "You’re doing great, darling. Just play along, okay? We’re having fun."

The next few days blurred into a routine of dressing up, learning household chores, and engaging in playful banter. Sanjay found himself becoming more comfortable with his new feminine persona, even adopting the name "Sanjana" for fun. Sneha, overjoyed by the transformation, treated him like her best friend and wife.

But the real test came when Sneha asked Sanjay to accompany her to the grocery store, fully dressed as Sanjana. Though he was terrified, Sanjay agreed to stay in the car while Sneha shopped.

Unfortunately, a group of men spotted him and started making crude remarks. Frightened, Sanjay drove away and later shared his experience with Sneha. She hugged him tightly, tears in her eyes as she explained that this was a reality many women faced every day.

In that moment, Sanjay understood how difficult it was to be a woman. He and Sneha spent the rest of the evening dolled up in their sarees, bonding over their shared experiences and newfound closeness.

As the lockdown continued, Sanjay fully embraced his life as Sanjana. Sneha set a routine for him—sarees or dresses during the day, and comfortable nighties in the evening. They became closer than ever, sharing their lives as best friends and partners. When Sanjay finally admitted that he didn’t want to go back to being "Sanjay," Sneha smiled warmly.

"Sanjana it is," she said, wrapping her arms around him. "Welcome to your new life, my love."

P.S: I read this story some time ago on the Internet and I liked it so much, but unfortunately could not able to recollect the source of the story. So, rewrite this story for my readers. All credits for this story go to the original story writer of this story. If anyone of you come across the original story please let me know. I am happy to give credit for this story to the respective author of the original story.