Hi, I'm Meghana Dixit
I am an Artist, who considers crossdressing as an Art !!! With Passion For Makeup, Glamour and Style. I myself am made of entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intensions.
The story of you guy moved to city of dreams in pursuit of his career and then comes the turning points in life which got him a good life parter and friend....
Next morning Hema woke me up with a cup of tea and told me that she has taken duplicate keys from our house owner. Then I had taken tea cup and keys in my hand and went into my apartment and refreshed myself and returned back to Hema’s apartment to handover her tea cup and the pair of clothes they have given to wear last night then Sneha asked me a question : who is that south indian girl in half saree in the photo that was set as mobile wallpaper. Ok I said she is my cousin because I already told them that I don’t have sisters. Sorry, again I lied to them its Maggy ,my otherside of me. I grabbed my phone from her hand that I forgot in the couch last night and went into my apartment and locked my main door and entered into bed room and opened one of my suitcase and started unpacking my luggage..
I first took out Voni (dhavani) of my half saree that I wore in that photo of my phone wallpaper. I started feeling the softness of the fabric and started recollecting those moments that I spent wearing them and enjoyed my feminine self. Then next comes is my lehanga ,blouse and followed by petticoat, bra and make up items like wig, earrings, lipstick, mascara, foundation, eyeshadow, blush, fake eyelashes, false synthetic boobs, and dozen bangles, anklets etc..
I immediately taken off all my clothes and wore bra, petticoat and wore lehenga and placed my false boobs right in their position in perfectly fitted bra. I wore bottle green blouse with light cream color voni. I placed 6 bangles each on my both the hands, I inserted earrings into my earlobes as I already have pierced both my ears due to this cross dressing hobby. I placed anklets on the feet of my clean shaved legs. I wore Wig and braided hair into a long single braid and went to dressing table to do facial makeup. I mastered this facial makeup over a period of time with regular practice of doing cross dressing.
Now I started painting my nails with beautiful red color. Suddenly I heard the sound of Sneha and Hema shouting Snake.. Snake and beating on our common door for help. Then immediately I dropped nail polish bottle there itself and rushed to rescue them. I opened our common door and beaten Snake with a broom stick till its death. Finally snake died and we got relieved.
Oh GOD.. Those two girls were awestruck by seeing me and I am also shocked by seeing their bewildered faces..
Now its not Krish who is facing them IT’S MEGHANA who is facing them in a South indian ethnic attire of a beautiful girl..
That was the moment I shocked and stood still in front of two ladies whose faces turned red with the tension of snake now relived and started smiling by looking at me in my costume like an innocent southindian village girl wearing halfsaree with voni in cream color and a bottle green color lehanga with a same matching blouse and long hair braided into one single plait with jewelry added more beauty .
I was tensed up and frightened that I caught red handed to them and from tomorrow onwards how I should face them and thousand ways thought process pressurized me and I don’t know how fast my heart pumped blood to my body and started sweating and I totally got wet in tension.
Sneha looking into my eyes said playfully hi sweetheart will you marry me…and started laughing uncontrollably. Hema being a matured and understanding girl said stop Sneha enough see how he is tensed up by his situation.
I was tensed up and frightened that I caught red handed to them and from tomorrow onwards how I should face them and thousand ways thought process pressurized me and I don’t know how fast my heart pumped blood to my body and started sweating and I totally got wet in tension
Sneha said arey hema its not he you are looking at it is She!!! Isn’t she looking gorgeous.Look at her structure 36-28-36 nice right. Even I don’t have that attractive figure and saying this she hit me on my buttocks playfully. Hema offered me a glass of water and asked me to calm down and asked me to relax in the couch.
Sneha said I got a doubt last night that how you have got such a nice clean and clear body with not even a single strand of hair on your body and also with proper manicure and pedicure done. I was having doubt in my mind and even told that to Hema also. She simply said he is lucky to have a body like that and look at ourselves we are spending hefty money every month in beauty parlor to look great.
Then I muttered in low voice saying I shave my body.
Now they started firing questions on me:
Sneha: Are you gay?
Me: No , I am straight hetrosexual and I am just a crossdresser
Sneha : Do you like girls ?
Me: Yes , I do and I was having a girl friend and I was committed in good relationship with her but finally she got married to another guy. It was a love failure.
Sneha : Does she knows that you are a crossdresser?
Me: No, she doesn’t know .Only my Mom and a close friend of mine knows it and she is very supportive just like my mom.
Sneha : At what age you started this?
Me: At the age of 5 yrs old and was strated by my mom who dressed me up in her saree and made me ready to take participation in a fancy dress competition and followed by a folk dance performance.
P.S: This story is purely fictional and my own story.
Love the twist in Life in metro story after the snake part.
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