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This is a beautiful story with more twists and turns of a guy who just grew his hair long for some time and how his Mother and sister helped him to explore the world of femininity..
Next day, my mom was ready to go and she was braiding my hair
Me - mom, what they will think of my hair, will it be weird?
Mom - of course not, by the way, you don't have too long hair
Me - really mom? My hair crossed my waist
Mom - so what? Your grandmother has till her knees
While we were on the conversation, I didn't pay much attention, my mom again braided my hair by middle parting it. I thought everything is over and we can go but my mom had other plans. She went to her room and came with a pair of jhumkas with a smile on her face. Seeing them, I immediately said no.
Mom - you told me, you will wear them on occasions
Me - but mom, not in public
My mom didn't even listen what I was saying. Literally she forced me to wear them. Its very strange, I never wore jhumkas.
After travelling for hours, we finally we reached my grandmothers house. My grandmother was waiting for us. After seeing us she immediately hugged my mom and came to me
Grandmother - it's been very long. Finally I saw my granddaughter
I was shocked, by her words. My mom laughed and said
Mom - mom, it's my son not daughter
Grandmother - what? Then is he having long braided hair, jhumkas and he is even looking like a girl
We went inside the home. My mom grandmother were discussing about something, while I sat on the couch silently. That's when few of our relative, greeted us. I thought, she is my aunt and her daughters. Sad part is they too thought I was a girl. Everyone inspected my braid, like it's a wonder
My grandmother was very curious to know about me. My mom told her everything about me. Then we had dinner, I went to my room but my mom and grandmother were discussing something about me.
Next day early in the morning my mom woke me up and asked me to take a bath. When I came out, I saw my mom, my aunt and her daughters too. I really don't know what's going on. But I saw a saree on my bed. My mom asked me to sit on the bed. I was just in a towel.
Mom - listen, anush. Your grandmother always wanted to meet her granddaughter. After all these years, she never got to meet her, so....
Me - so what? Say it
Mom - after seeing you with your long hair and all. She wants you to be granddaughter for few days.
Me - no, I won't agree
Everyone tried to convince me, my mom literally cried, so with no choice I agreed. Without wasting no time, they started to work on me. surprisingly the blouse fitted me perfectly. While my mom was draping the saree, my aunt and her daughters, started to put bangles to my hands, dangling earrings, anklets to my legs. They didn't even took a break.
I was really sad, my mom and aunt were convincing me to be happy, while her daughters were fixing my hair and necklace.
After I was ready, they escorted me to my grandmother, who is waiting for me. See was stunned after looking at me.
Grandmother(GM) - anush, you really look very beautiful in this saree and jewellery.
I don't to what to say, I stood silently. She understood my embarrassment. So she took me to get room and we were alone
GM - look, anush, there is nothing to embarrass about. Its only for few days.
Me - OK. But for few days
GM - good. Now your name is anushka. OK
Me - OK
GM - don't worry, we will have so much fun and I will teach everything about being a women.
I just simply nodded my head.
For few hours, I was uncomfortable to speak with them, but slowly I got used it. Moreover they never teased, they are treating me as a women.
In the afternoon, me and my grandmother cooked food for everyone. As there is no man in the house, it didn't feel odd. My grandmother didn't leave even for a minute.
In the evening, she told me, she wanted to braid my hair. I have no problem, so I agreed.
She oiled my hair and started to brush it
GM - do you know, how to braid the hair?
Me - no
GM - no, you should learn it. Don't worry I will teach you, how to braid and how to wear saree also.
It may sound exciting for her but not for me. I noticed she applied a different kind of oil
Me - grandmother, I feel different about this oil. What is this?
GM - it's very special oil. It make your hair long and strong. I am giving this oil to your mother, so that she can apply it you, when you go home. Its only for you. Within no time, your hair will cross your butt.
Again she sounded very excitingly but I don't want long hair.
At night I got a really weird dream, I was in a silk saree, with lot of jewellery and lot of flowers. I was really scared of the dream. I really don't want it to happen again after this trip.
Next I woke up and took my bathe. As I expected I saw my aunt waiting for me.
Aunt - so, what do you want to wear today?
Me - Pant and shirt
Aunt - you have only two options. Saree or half Saree
It's not much of a difference, so I selected a half Saree. Within not time she started to drape it. And today she taught me, how to wear it too. I didn't not find it difficult
Next I sat on a chair, while she fixed remaining things. I usually sat like doll. After she fixed my hair, I thought it's over
Aunt - wait, where are you doing? You still have flowers to wear
Me - no, aunty. I don't want to wear flowers
Aunt - it's new the you, but soon you will like it. Moreover, your grandmother, won't like to see you without flowers.
It's like, no cared about my words. After she pinned flowers in my hair, I went to the hall. To my bad luck, my mom was speaking to my sister is video call. My mom didn't leave until I speak to my sister.
My sister teased me a lot and my mom sent lot pics to my sister, including yesterday's Saree pics. I never saw, she took pics.
My grandmother was really caring, she slowly taught me few things, like how to wear and handle Sarees and how to braid my hair.
Next day, we all were in the hall. My mom got a call from my sister
Sister - mom, I going to donate few of my clothes to charity. Do you want me to donate yours too?
Mom - yeah, sure. You know the Sarees, which I am not wearing. Take those
I wanted to donate few clothes too. So I told my sister to donate, all my faded clothes. My sister said OK
Next day, while we were leaving my grandmother's house, she gifted me a pair of golden bangles and I wore it.
Gm - please promise me, you will not remove this bangles?
It was a very emotional moment, so with the flow, I promised her.
Then I went to my room to change into my male clothes but I couldn't find any. I asked everyone but everyone said, they didn't see my clothes.
That's when, my aunt's daughter, went to her room and came back with a top and a long skirt. I really don't want to wear them. I was surprised, how can loose all my clothes?
Mom - anush, please wear those. We don't have much time, we already booked the tickets. Moreover it's night, no one will recognise you.
Everyone convinced me to wear them. My aunt's daughters did necessary makeup. When I saw the mirror, absolutely no one can say, I am a man. Somehow the top gave me a good shape.
To keep my mobile and other things, I was given a handbag.
We took the bus and went home. Early in the morning we arrived to our home town. I really wanted to go early and change into my male clothes.
I went to my room and opened my wardrobe. I was shocked. I couldn't find any of my clothes.
We took the bus and went home. Early in the morning we arrived to our home town. I really wanted to go early and change into my male clothes. I went to my room and opened my wardrobe. I was shocked. I couldn't find any of my clothes
I went to my sister, to ask about my clothes
Me - hey, where are my clothes?
Sister - hey, you look great
Me - stop the nonsense, where are my clothes?
Sister - like you said, I donated all your faded clothes
Me - but I don't have any more clothes
Sister - I don't know about it. I thought, you have all the good clothes
Me - I had but I lost them somehow.
I went to my mom,
Me - mom, I have no clothes now.
Mom - then, go for shopping
Me - like this, in top and skirt
Mom - I can't help. If you want, you can go and buy. Moreover you have been wearing women clothes for few days
Me - yeah, but I was in the house. And I cannot go out.
I went to my sister
Me - please, buy me some clothes
Sister - if I could, I would. But I am too busy
I don't know what to do. I just stayed in my room. I thought, my mom and my sister were tricking me to keep in women clothes.
The entire day, I was in top and skirt. At night, I asked my mom too bring my dad's night clothes. And I was waiting
Mom - anush, all I could find is this
Me - what? A nighty
Mom - you know, your dad never share his clothes. He even denied to help you buy new clothes.
Me - why?
Mom - he said, he is too busy and he going out for a week. Now listen to me. Wear this petticoat and this nighty.
Me - mom.....
Mom - that's all I could do
Saying it, she left the room
My clothes started to see, I travelled in this clothes too. So I decided to change into the nighty.
I went, downstairs to have dinner after braiding my hair. I think my dad already, left to a trip. Both my mom and my sister were in nighties too.
Sister - are you comfortable?
Me - yeah but I don't want to wear women clothes
Sister - as soon as I am free, I will buy you New clothes.
At night I slept really well. Next day before I wake up, I saw a half Saree beside me. I really hated it. I went to mom
Me - mom, really a half Saree?
Mom - I don't know , your sister kept it.
Me - can't I wear her Pant and shirt
Mom - if you want, you can ask her
I went to my sister
Sister - I know, what you're gonna ask me but I can't spoil, my Jeans by giving it to you.
I really don't know what to do. So I went to my room and changed to a half Saree after the bath.
I thought, my sister will take few days time to buy me male clothes but it's been weeks. I was wearing sarees, half Saree and other clothes. My girlfriend wants to meet me. I said no, many times.
Suddenly one day, she came to my home. I was shocked and she is surprised seeing me in Saree. I don't know what to say.
I took her to my room. She was holding my pallu in her hand.
Gf - I knew, you will look good in Saree but you look really great. Did you wear the Saree I gave it to you?
Me - that Saree was for me?
Gf - yeah, where is it?
Me - it's in my wardrobe but why did you gave it to me?
Gf - you look a girl and I really liked the way you look. I thought, within few months, you will be wearing sarees and you didn't disappointed me.
Me - but I don't like to wear sarees
Gf - you don't know that. You think sarees are for women, so you hate it.
Me - may be. But I don't want to wear it.
Gf - today in the evening we are going out. Be ready in a Saree
Saying, she just left. She didn't even wait for my reply.
I was very angry. I really like her. Few hours passed.
I thought, I can convince her after going out, so I wore a black Saree, which was given my mom.
Within no time, my Gf came home and she came in a Saree. My mom found it really normal.
My Gf sat on the drivers seat while I sat beside her.
Me - where are we going?
Gf - you will know
Me - listen, we really want to discuss about the Saree thing
Gf - OK, we will
Finally she stopped the car and asked me to follow her
Me - where are we?
Gf - it's my home and my mom wants to meet you
Me - what? Like this? In Saree?
Gf - don't worry
I went inside her home along with her, it's really big house and I saw her mom, waiting for us. She seems very traditional women.
Mother in law - so you are the one, she always talks about. And by the way look just like she described me.
I sat silently. I really don't know what to say
Gf - look mom, he is very a good person and I like the way he is now. He likes to wear sarees and I don't mind it.
Me - no, I don't like wearing sarees
Mil - then, why are you wearing it now?
Me - i thought to convince your daughter after going out but I didn't imagine, I was gonna meet you.
Mil - see, anush. She told me everything about you. And if you don't like to wear women clothes, you would have found a way to wear men's clothes but you didn't. You liked it. Take your time and think about it carefully.
I was really confused by her words. I started to think, she might be right.
Mil - now, just we all can have dinner and some fun
I simply nodded my head and followed them. After the dinner, we all spoke for a while.
It was getting late, so Mil told my Gf to drop me at my home. Many things were going in my mind. And I finally asked my Gf
Me - if I like to wear Sarees, do you still marry me?
Gf - what kind of a question is that, we just met my mom and she too agreed for the marriage. I really like the "women in you"
Me - I am confused
Gf - don't worry, you will realise it.
Me - realise what?
Gf - I think, you like long hair, so grown you hair long and your mom made you to wear women clothes easily.
After I went home, I started to think everything happened since my childhood. And I realised "yes" I like to wear women clothes, I even tried to wear my sister's clothes once, when I was studying in a school but some how i forgot about it by spending more playing sports and being with my friends.
I started to all the pics since my childhood. I saw myself dressed as girl, when I was little. Just then my mom came to my room.
Me - mom, do you know?
Mom - yes, I know, you like to wear women clothes, even before you realised it.
Me - that's why you did all of these
Mom - yeah, when you were little I saw you trying to wear your sister's clothes, you wear really cute. When I saw you, with your long hair. I realised, somehow, you wanted to have long hair and some how you don't want it. So I forced you to wear women clothes and you accepted it.
Me - are you OK with it
Mom - absolutely. Believe me or not, your dad was waiting to see you as his daughter.
Me - what?
Mom - he always wanted have daughters not sons.
I was really surprised. I went to my dad and we had some really chat.
Within no time both me and my Gf got married. I am really happy to have the people, who understands me better than I do.
I HOPE EVERYONE LIKED IT, I THINK IT'S NOT A GREAT ENDING BUT I REALLY TRIED.
P.S: This story was NOT written by me(Meghana Dixit) and the credit of this wonderful writing goes to the Anonymous writer from Crossdresser Stories, from where I have taken this story. If Crossdresser Stories or author of this story is having any objection in posting the content here even after giving proper credits to them they can mention it in the comments or send me an email using Send Feedback (option at the right bottom corner) and I will remove the content.
Actually, i read it somewhere in the internet..thanks for resharing...
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