My transformation

Story of my transformation as from a boy to housewife.
I was interested in crossdressing since my teenage. After moving for job I regularly used to dress as a girl on my off days. It uses to please me a lot I used to feel satisfied, it gave me immense pleasure. I always used to dream of getting married as a bride. Normal days I used to go to work but whenever I got the chance to crossdress I used to enjoy it fully.
It was Sunday and I had just draped myself in saree and started my makeup. I heard a knock in my door as a went to open I saw a little girl standing beside. I let her in and asked why is she here, she was confused and actally had lost her way. She resided not too far so I knew her parents will come searching for her. She kept watching as a put on makeup and jewelry. I felt a bit worried as her parents didnt come it was already 2,3 hours. I kept talking to her she asked me my name I said anjali I knew she will not recognize me if she meets me on other days. She had a pretty name too Sonal. After few hours Someone knocked my door again a women in her mid 50's was standing. She told she was looking for her granddaughter I told her not to worry cause she was inside. She was happy to see Sonal, aunty asked me to come to her house for a coffee I said next time but the little girl insisted me to come. Such a cute baby she was I couldnt say no to her. Till now I had managed to hide my identity. She was living nearby so we went in. Aunty made some coffee and snacks she asked me if i was new cause she hadnt seen me in this area. I didnt know what to answer. I thought it is better to revel the truth rather than getting caught. So I told her my story. She was well educated so she took it all very nicely. As we were having a chat sonals father arrived. Aunty told him how sonal was forget her way and went to my room. He thanked me for that. I asked aunty where is sonals mother. Aunty told both of them had seperated few weeks back cause she had an affiar with someone else. And she didnt take sonal with her cause her lover didnt want her. I felt pity for the little girl. I said bye to aunty and sonal and with promise to come again I returned. The whole night I thought what the little girl must be going through. Again I was back to my normal life after so many things happening in one day. It was evening I had just returned from my job Aunty came to my room. She had planned a dinner and wanted me to join I was bit tired but still didnt say no. I took a bath to get ready and aunty helped me to get ready. As we went sonal and her father were waiting for us. I was feeling a bit akward dining with someone I didnt know I had fixed feeling. I just kept smiling it was nervous smile. Aunty asked me about my future plans, but I didnt have any. Aunty wanted me to marry her son and she had called me today for that. She told sonal too likes me. Aunty asked me do u want to live your dream or want it to be just a dream. Such a tough choice it was how could I take such a bold decision. Living as a someones wife is a different thing all together. But then that little girl wanted me to take her mothers place, I just looked at sonals face and said yes. After saying yes Aunty came with sonal's father. I hadn't talked with a man before that too with my future husband I was very nervous. He just said two things to me to which I agreed quit my job and always love Sonal and present myself as a good housewife. Aunty came and told soo  she will fix our marriage date till then I can live in my room. Next day I resigned my job and told everyone that i was moving to a new place everyone was surprised at such sudden decision. I wished i could invite some of them to the wedding but I didn't. Aunty called me to meet her somewhere outside. We went in for some shopping buyed all the necessary items for our wedding. Aunty gave me a saree to wear for the next day we were going to my husbands hometown. As I was in my room aunty came and gave me a nosering and told not to loose it. I asked her how can I wear it since my nose is not pierced She said she will arrange for it once we reach my husbands hometown. She said it has been part of family tradition every DIL has gone through. She drew the ends wide with her hands placed it on my nose and pressed it so it wouldnt fall. I liked when i looked in the mirror. Next morning I wore the saree my MIL had given to me. My husband had a smile on his face when he saw me in this new look. We left in my husbands car for his hometown as we approached near MIL told me to cover my head with a pallu of my saree.
We went inside the house it was big and looked nobody had lived there for few years.The house was looked after by a caretaker uncle.
At evening i was sitting on the balcony having look at the stars. My husband came and sat beside me i felt a bit uncofortable. He said I need to get used to be cofortable with him as we were about to get married. He promised to fufill all my dreams as a women I was so happy to hear that. It was getting late i wished him good nite and went to my room. Next day MIl took me to a nearby jewel shop to get my nose pierced. After that we returned home she applied some home made medicine so the piercing would heal quickly. A lot had to be done wedding was arriving near. I needed to spent time with sonal too it was only because of her i was going to be part of this family and it was my responsibility too.
D Wedding Day.
Time just flied fast I was nervous as hell cause today was our wedding day. Early morning beautician had arrived and started to work on me. She put a radiant make up on me. I was looking like a perfect bride. After everything was over my MIL inserted our family nath in my nose it was bigger one like most of the brides wear during wedding it was coming almost upto my chin, caressing my red lips. I was in heaven listening to the sound of chains and bangles ghunghat rubbing my face i was taking small steps to make sure i wouldnt fall. As soon as i reached the mandap rituals started. My husband put sindoor and mangalsutra and i was oficially his for ever. I took belssings from him and other family members and elders of his side.
Few women led me to our room it was nicely decorated like every bride expects it to be with flowers over bedsheet. I was patiently waiting for my husband covered in ghunghat looking forward towards a new life. I heard him coming i was bit nervous as he closed the door. He must have been wanting to have a go at me for all these days and now nobody could stop him all i could do was to offer myself to him. He came close and lifted my ghunghat and kisses my lips. I felt a sting he praised how beautiful was i looking. he started carressing my hair and back slowly. It was getting me aroused. He asked me what i have for him I just remained silent. Slowly he unbuckled his pants i could see he ment business. He told me to get on my knees and play with his cock. I started rubbing my hands over his cock i was getting wet. It was so arousing playing with his manly part.  He grabbed his cock and strated pushing it against my face and told me to suck it. I had never done anything like that before. He placed it inside my mouth grabbed my hair from behind and controlled the momentum. I liked serving my husband we went to bathroom and cleaned ourselves. He was very happy told he enjoyed every moment particulary when his cock rubbed against my nosering. I was happy to hear that i was able to please my husband. My new life had started with a bang with many more things still to come. When I came out freshened from the wash room my husband was already waiting for me. I was wearing a loose maxi he told me to get nude and go to bed and bend over i did as i was told. Soon i felt something hard between my ass cheek it was a butt plug not that big but... my husband lubed some cream and inserted it in. He said it will keep me aroused for the whole day thinking about the night. I never thought my life would be so nice. Before that i had to prepare my slef as a newly wed bahu i new my MIL will be waiting for me to remind of my duties. I couldnt wait for the sun to go behind cloud as we could enjoy ourselves again.

Crossdressing (#Fiction #Marriage)

Introduction : This is story of a boy Nitesh who transforms him to a female. All the characters are Fictional.

Nitesh who travelled to Thailand with his parents as a young child somehow got lost in those crowded areas of Thailand. No matter how much his parents tried to find they were unsuccessful and they had to sadly return to their country. Nitesh however had found a Thai women who didn't have any children and gave shelter to him. It was probably the effect of being brought up by a women, Nitesh wanted to be a women. Soon he revealed it to his Mother, she didn't have any objection and Nitesh started dressing up as a girl in house and away. It was fine to some point but as he grew older it was difficult for him to hide. He was somehow managing it and suddenly the women who had adopted him fell sick. And her condition was getting        
worse day by day. One day she called Nitesh and told before dying she wanted to see Nitesh as girl. She handed all of her savings so Nitesh could do surgery. Nitesh didn't want to disappoint her at afterall it was her who gave him new life in this unknown land. So Nitesh decided to go for a SRS, after consulting with doctor he fixed the date. Finally the surgery was performed and after surgery it looked as if Nitesh was born as a girl. Everything looked so normal it was amazing that a guy looked so beautiful. Within a month after his surgery his mother died. But before dying she gave him a new name "Natasha". It was very hard time for Natasha specially she was left alone now with her caretaker no more there. Soon she faced financial problems, she had a house to live but had to find a job for herself. She struggled here and there but was unable to find a proper job. But after initial search she found one restaurant who offered the job of waitress to glamorous females. She faced the interview was got selected for the job.
It was hard for her to get accustomed to the new job at the beginning but everything was fine after some weeks. She used to feel alone at house, cause her mother was no more there to assist her. She needed someone in her life just to take her loneliness away. Many visitors were attracted towards her in the restaurant  but was searching the right guy. One day she happened to meet a man of Indian origin (Jivesh) on her way to job, he had asked her a address and actually both of them were heading towards same place so she took him to that address. On the way they had a bit of introduction, She was surprised when she saw the same man on her restaurant. After some days Jivesh was a regular visitor of that restaurant and Natasha used to serve him. Soon they became close to each other and he actually asked if Natasha would come with him for a date. Natasha agreed and after that first date they fell in love with each other. But the problem was Jivesh was here only for a month and after that he had to return to his country. They continued dating each other for some weeks, though Jivesh loved her he knew that he could not take Natasha back to India due to the differences and it would be difficult to her to adjust to the traditions there. He told Natasha how difficult it would be for her to get adjusted. But Natasha was in no mood to back off, finally she had found someone and didn't want to leave her. Natasha promised to be a good wife and a good DIL, and told she is ready to accept any punishment if she fails in her duty. Jivesh hugged her tight, both of them were very emotional at this point. They decided to meet in the airport fews days later. Natasha did few shopping in her last days.
When Jivesh arrived at the airport he saw girl dressed in a light blue saree, he knew it was Natasha from very far. He approached near her both of them hugged each other. Natasha was looking like a Indian girl, she had even pierced her nose to impress her MIL.
On reaching Jivesh's house he introduced Natasha to his Mom, Natsha pulled to pallu over her head and touched her feet exactly like how Jivesh had told. She was a bit upset at first but was happy to get a beautiful and well mannered DIL like Natasha. She decided to do their re- marriage according to Indian traditions.
Next day a hindu priest was called and Natasha was dressed in red saree with lots of jeweleries. She hadn't seen this much jeweleries together in her life and all those were gifted to her by her MIL and she was going to wear them from now. Guests were invited for a party and both Natasha and Jivesh took blessings from elders. Jivesh was happy finally he got his dream women, Natasha was happy too but was a bit nervous. There were photographs taken everyone was enjoying, Jivesh was busy with the guests. As time went on guests started leaving and Natasha was led into their beautifully decorated bedroom. She was very emotional
thinking how she got parted from her parents how she lost her mother and now finally god had given her a family in return. As she was lost in her thoughts she heard the foot steps of her husband. Butterflies in her stomach she went near her husband and touched his feet. She knew about traditions and followed them.
Jivesh lifted her up and carried her to the bed in most romantic way. They talked to each other at the mean time Jivesh was removing her jewlery one by one. Suddenly Jivesh rubbed between her thighs, Natasha was so far a virgin it was a new experience to her. Finally he removed her nosering and payals and started entering her. Natasha was shouting in pain but he kissed her deep. Soon the pain was converted into pleasure both of them were in cloud nine. After few hours of sex Natasha was resting in her husbands arms. Thinking about kids and her future with Jivesh.

First Punishment

After this Sunday I think we have come a long way, I think I have done enough to call my self  a mistress. We had agreed on a confession session for Sunday in which I ask him if he has done anything wrong during the whole week. After I helped him with the make up and dress for our Sunday ritual Crossdressing. I asked if he had done anything which I don't give permission for. It was very surprising for me that he told that he had forgotten to wear Panties for couple of days. I was caught in two minds whether to forgive him cause he has admitted his mistake or punish him. In many FLR spankings have are used as punishment and we also had agreed on this. I had to punish him just to make sure he is keeping his promise and is not cheating me.  So I told him to bend over my knee, he was wearing panties today it brought a smile to my face. I gave him around 15-16 swats till his bottom was red. He took the punishment without complaining it was a sort of victory for me. After that I told him to get back to his normal Sunday duties as Anjali. I was happy to know he has accepted my authority.
Priya

Mistress Writes

There is a nice Headline given to the post "Mistress Writes". I am Priya the leading women of our relationship. Things have not been so smooth in our relationship, it didn't go according to plan totally but both of us are doing our best to maintain it. 
Let me tell you how I got interested in a Female led Life.
Actually when I was in my teens there was a Aunt in my neighborhood who actually was leading the relationship. It was clear from their acts Uncle was just a follower. I got to learn a lot from her she was not totally open about their relationship but actions spoke louder than words. Uncle was more gentle guy I never saw him disrespecting anyone even once. I used to think about the man with same attributes in future. Luckily when I met my husband I soon knew he was the right man for me.
Our relationship grew very well, I started taking charge straight away. 
We started to look at our relationship with new dimension straight after our marriage and finally we thought it was what both of us wanted.  There are so many things to take care of we want this to be extremely personal. At home I call him Anjali just to remind him of his status. I want to make him wear something that reminds him of me, few people around the world use nose rings but it is not possible for us as our's is behind closed door relationship. It's upto me to decide what he will be wearing but I haven't yet found the suitable item. Mainly on Sundays I make him a complete women, I make him wear everything from noserings to anklets. It acts as a perfect dose for whole week. We have even agreed upon spanking if necessary but I am bit hesitant to use it. On our wedding night though I gave him few just as a reminder that I am in charge. Since than it has been almost three weeks and he has been a pretty well housewife I should say, I have been forgiving for small mistakes as he is still learning.
Priya

The Gift

Today was just the second day of our new journey and Mistress gifted me a Nosering. She wants me to wear this whenever I wear saree or other female clothes. It goes very well with the traditional dresses and adds more femininity element.  She said she liked when I wore one yesterday, though my nose is not pierced. After receiving the Nosering I asked her if I could try it now but She refused saying any-other day. Probably I will have to wait till next Sunday before I finally get to wear this one Or she might surprise me before that.

Introduction

Finally my Wife/Mistress has given me permission to post things related to our daily life. 
I had  dated my wife/mistress before marriage and she was the one in charge in that relationship also. But it mattered a little cause we were not together for a long time. After few months of marriage we both understood that I am submissive and I like others to be in charge, I felt safe and secure that way.
Both of us realized she had to be in charge to take our relation further. After doing a lot of searching and visiting a lot of FLR sites and blog we thought of giving it a try. And it was start of new life. I started helping her in her housework cooking, cleaning. At Crossdressing was not a part of it at first but when I was doing household activities my wife/mistress wanted me to be dressed like her.  And I started dressing on off days. After months of trial we thought that now we were ready to take it to next level.

Aunty Helps Me Part 2 (Crossdressing)

I nearly spent a month already as the DIL of house, during this period I got used to all household activities. I used to dress like an unmarried girl in a salwar kameez. But also learned to wear saree properly during this period my MIL helped me a lot. She had made it clear once I get married. I will have to dress as a typical bahu of the house. Pallu over my head, big nosering which she had already given to me and each and every jewellery. Soon my husband was to come home after completing her studies. And she told me to come in my best possible looks when we go to receive her. I was so excited I wanted to please my husband. I wanted to look sexy in saree. I actually showed my navel and wore big earrings, not to forget the nosering, glossy lips. Indeed I was looking more sexy than beautiful. She kept looking at me in amazement. Probably she would have never imagined I could transform into such ravishing girl.
We reached home, I went to kitchen to prepare some tea and other stuffs for us. She was looking at me as if she wanted to eat me. Plenty of lust on her eyes. But she couldn't do anything infront of her mother. After dinner we went to our rooms, after sometime she came to my room. I was not asleep yet. She came and hugged me, she was happy to have me as her wife. She tired to kiss me but I strayed away from her feeling a bit shy. Why are you feeling shy I am your to be husband marriage is just a formality she said but I was not ready for it. I asked her to wait until marriage. Ok I will, now you are all mine it is me who is going to take off your nosering she said in a strong voice. It was like a stamp of authority over me.
In the morning MIL woke me up saying today is our marriage. I tried to oppose but MIL persisted. Later I knew Samira had told her mom to do this quickly. She wanted me in her arms as soon as possible. After initial denial I agreed. MIL told me to get ready, I took a bath.  She was waiting in my room with a beautician. She gave me a saree and blouse to wear. After that beautician started my makeup it was bridal makeup, pink cheeks, glossy red lips, polished nails, bangles necklace. I was indeed looking like a bride. Finally she inserted the bridal nath and placed a ghunghat over my head. We went to the temple, did the rituals, Sam had a smile on her face I could see it past my ghunghat. After that we returned home, MIL had already prepared the dinner but I was feeling really shy to take off the ghunghat. But I eventually did, the nosering which came right down to my lips was also disturbing me. All in all it was not a great experience.
After finshing the dinner MIL escorted me to our nicely decorated room. I patiently waited for my husband to come. I knew she was not gonna leave me today I was officially her's now. I pulled my ghunghat as she came inside. She started removing my dress and jelwellery one by one, now I had payals on my leg and nosering, finally she removed the nosering. And then she got of me , and said me to close my eyes and rolled me on bed such that my ass is was upwards. My male part was nicely tucked under pads and was not visible from front. She was dominating me in such a way that I was already falling for her.
She put a finger in my ass and fingered me in and out. I started to protest, but then remembered it will be of no use she had full authority over me. And then there were two fingers going in and out. I felt pain but also started enjoying I felt like a women.
  She started penetrating really hard now with a dildo she was fucking me really hard. My body began to feel the love of sex and started responding to her moves. She was spanking me in between her moves. It was just a beginning of my womanhood I knew I had to satisfy her like this for my whole life now  After we both got exhausted we rested on bed.
In the morning I woke up got dressed like a typical bahu with pallu over my head and put on every jewlellery, sindoor on my head and mangalsutra. I went towards the hall  took blessings from my MIL,  and went to kitchen to prepare tea for my MIL and husband. After that I went to my husband and gave tea. She again grabbed me and rolled me down to the bed. I told her it's day time now and her mother will scold me. But she told our days have just began. She kissed by back, I closed my eyes in anticipation the fun rejoice was going to start again.