I AM HUSBAND UR WIFE

The first time Salma realized how unfair the world is towards women was when she was 8 years old. It was a family function and Salma was excited to meet her cousins who were about her age. She ran towards them and started playing with them.
“Salma, Razia, Asma come over here” called her uncle Majid. The girls went to him while the boys continued playing in the mud.
“Girls, why don’t you go inside and play with some dolls. Girls should not play with boys” said Majid. They all knew what a tyrant Majid was knew not to question him.

“Also tell you mothers to put a hijab on you all” he added as they were about to leave inside.
At that time Salma did not know why girls weren’t allowed to play physical games or even mingle with male cousins but gradually she understood how the world has defined rules for women at every step of their life. How they need to dress, talk, walk, eat, sleep etc.
Salma hated the putting on the hijab.
“Mom, but Salman doesn’t wear a hijab then why I should?” asked Salma innocently pointing at her elder brother. Her mother laughed hard which further irritated Salma.
“So that you can preserve your modesty” said Hasina.
“But don’t boys have to preserve their modesty?” she asked again.
“Stop your questioning and stand straight while I put it for you. You will understand the difference between boys and girls as you grow up.
As Hasina had told, as Salma grew up she started understanding boys and girls live in different worlds. While men had complete freedom women were ruled by men at every stage of their lives. But Salma did not yearn for freedom as a woman; instead she loved the freedom of a man. Being a man meant no periods, no pregnancy, and absolute power of being head of the family. On the contrary she liked how men could exert that power over the women in their lives.
When she was 15 years old one of her father’s friends asked her what she wants to become.

“A Man” pat came the reply. Everyone was taken aback. Sensing the mood she continued “Just kidding Uncle. I want to do engineering”. But none of them knew that she was damn serious about it. Salman had decided that all the problems of her life will be resolved if she becomes a MAN.
But she knew better than not telling her parents or brother about it as she would first get a sound trashing and then locked up till she would get married. The sheer thought of marriage made her feel jittery. She couldn’t ever imagine sex with a man. Salma hated wearing salwar kameez but her dad strictly objected to jeans and western clothes so she had no other option. While her mother pestered her to help in the household work she envied Salman who used to enjoy roaming with friends and wouldn’t be asked to help around the house. Moreover him being the only son and there being 4 daughters (all three younger than Salma) made him the automatic heir of the family which also meant the crown prince.
The biggest paradox here was that though Salma hated to do wear a hijab or help in household stuff she believed it was right for women. She read the Quran from a male perspective and justified the shariah.
After puberty she went into a shell as she hated the way her body was developing breasts, voice getting higher, slow growth in height and slim build. Whenever she would masturbate she would do it imagining she was doing it with a girl and not a boy.
At 16 she completed her 11th and preparing for her 12th Std. Though she wasn’t studious she devised a plan that she would go for engineering in a college outside her city so that she can stay in a hostel and live life as per her wish.

When she expressed this wish her parents rejected the ides out rightly as it’s not safe for a girl to stay alone in a different city. All her pleas went in vain. She felt like living in an eternal prison. It used to be doubly horrible during festivals or functions as her mother would dress her up in a colourful churidhar with all the necessary accessories. The bangles which are a symbol of feminity in Indian sub-continent felt like shackles. When she would like at herself in the mirror she felt like a Christmas with all its decorations.
Life has its own calculations which sometimes work in our favour and sometimes against us. Similarly a tragic event devastated the Sharif family. Salman did in a road accident while returning from watching a movie. Salma too was distraught, although she envied her brother all her life she loved him to bits and never ever thought of any ill happening to him. Shakeel, Salma’s father, was a broken man. He doted on his son and was thinking of handing over his business to his son over the next few years and retiring. Now with his heir apparent dead there was no one else to lead the family legacy after him and he also had to get his 4 daughters married.The next year passed in mourning for the family. Salma finished her 12th with flying colours and time to start the next phase of life. She got through the entrance and received a seat in Chennai.

Her mother was happy with her daughter’s achievement but wasn’t sure about sending her daughter alone to another city especially after what happened to Salman. Her father too put in his veto sealing the decision.Salma was crestfallen. She had to resign to a life of living as a girl for the rest of her life and the mere thought made her feel nauseous.She was tired of living a life which was not meant to be hers and decided to end her life. She slit her wrist but was saved in the nick of time as her mother saw her bleeding in the bath tub.
After spending a couple of days in the hospital Salma was discharged and came home.
For a week no one spoke anything about it but finally her parents agreed to send her to Chennai. Salma was overjoyed and felt like she grew a pair of wings.

Shakeel and Hasina personally took Salma to Chennai and inspected the College as well as hostel facilities. Salma hated wearing the hijab as usual but knew she can get rid of it for a long time once her parents are out of there.

After all the necessary documentation and administration work was done and Salma’s luggage was shifted into her room she was given a huge list of instructions and the do’ and don’ts by her parents. Her father was still not convinced about sending Salma to Chennai but Hasina had somehow managed to convince him.

Finally it was time for Hasina and Shakeel to leave. Hasina bid a tearful farewell. Once the taxi left the building Salma jumped in joy and ran into the building. She first lied on the bed with her hands and legs spread wide apart. She felt absolute freedom for the first time in her life.

A few minutes later there was a knock on the door and Salma opened it and saw a young boy in front of her who seemed to be her age. She had short jet black hair, a plain white t-shirt and blue jeans carrying a suitcase in his hand. The person introduced himself as her roommate. Salma was surprised as how the management allowed a girl and boy to stay together. But there was something odd about him. Salma stepped aside as the boy stepped and placed the luggage near the vacant bed and jumped into it lying on his chest for a few seconds. Then he got up and came near a shocked Salma and thrust his hand forward.

“Hi!!!!!!!!!!!! I am Bobby..........Full Name Babita Yadav. To clear your doubts, I am a girl” said the boy who was actually a girl. Salma was amazed looking at her. She could see the rippling muscles and broad shoulders which was extremely odd for a young girl.

“Well I am from a family of wrestlers in Haryana. I was trained to become a wrestler since childhood much like my brothers and sisters. But I suffered an injury a couple of years back in my back and the doctor advised me to quit wrestling much to the disappointment of my family but to my delight. I always wanted to study and join a corporate company and enjoy the city life instead of spending time in the dust and muddy village” explained Bobby.

Salma looked at her in awe. She always wanted a body and strength like her instead she was petite. After their initial introductions they hit it off like a house on fire.

Later that night after dinner, while walking back to their room Salma poured her heart out after much deliberation. She narrated all the important things that happened in her life and how she had developed since childhood. Now it was Bobby’s turn to be surprised. She never felt that such a petite and feminine girl would like to look masculine and behave like that.

As they reached their room and looked to change into their night clothes Salma noticed that she only had nighties, which she always hated wearing. Bobby laughed looking at her reaction. Bobby wore a t-shirt and track pant.

They decided to go shopping the next day so that Salma can buy some clothes of her preference. Salma had a good sleep that night and felt a faint light at the end of the tunnel.

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The next morning Salma got up by 5am and couldn’t sleep any longer as she was waiting for daylight to break so that they can go other their shopping spree. She kept tossing on her bed restlessly. Finally at 6am she got up and brushed her teeth and completed her bath. She rummaged through her clothes to find the least feminine salwar kameez. She chose a plain one consoling herself that by the end of that day she will no longer need to wear these disgusting clothes anymore. On the other hand Bobby too wore a salwar kameez.

“Well though I do look muscular sport a boyish hairstyle I am still a girl at heart. I love to wear saris, chudidars etc with all the finery. I am also planning to cut down on my body weight and grow my hair longer” explained Bobby.

The next 3 hours seemed like ages for Salma but finally the girls stepped into the city for their mission. They went straight into a barber shop. There were no customers yet and the owner was surprised when two girls walked in his saloon.

“I need a hair-cut” stated Salma as the man looked with a shocked expression.

“This is a gent’s parlour......the......the ladies parlour is further down the road madam” he informed.

“Well I needed a gent’s parlour. I want a Classic undercut hairstyle” said Salma proudly and went and sat on the chair. The man followed her in a trance. He took a scissor and comb but hesitated to touch her hair.

“What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for an auspicious time?” growled Salma.

The terrified guy started his work. Salma felt absolutely liberated as her wavy locks of hairs started falling down. As strands of cut hair fell on her lap she felt like she was freeing herself from iron chains. She looked at herself in the mirror as he changed the long hair to a short classic undercut hairstyle.

Finally the task was completed and she checked her hair in all angles and suggested a few changes and after complete satisfaction got down the chair. Bobby too was surprised with Salma’s change in attitude and confidence. After paying the owner of the parlour Salma looked at herself in the mirror. She took a cap out of a bag that she was carrying and put it on her head. It seemed better as currently with the hairstyle and her dress she looked weird to say the least.

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Their next stop was a shoe store. They went into the men’s section tried on several pairs of sports shoes. Luckily although Salma was only 5 ft 5 inches tall in height her feet were quite large for a girl of her size. So a men’s size 8 seemed to fit her she chose size 9 to be more comfortable.

With the hair and shoes sorted out they only needed the clothes so that she could look like a boy from head to toe. So the next stop was a clothes store. They made a list of all the items they require and realised the budget would easily cross Salma’s limit. But Bobby was gracious enough to lend money to a friend whom she had met just a day back. So with the finance sorted Salma went through the proceedings excitedly.

They started off with men’s underwear. Bobby laughed when Salma said that.

“Bobby, I don’t want to be associated with anything related to girls” said Salma.

Salma selected a few boxer shorts of known brands and topped it off with a few banians (under-shirts or vests).

Then they selected a few jeans as well as formal pants and lots of t-shirts and formal shirts. She went to the trail room and tried each and every outfit. She felt very proud of herself looking at herself in mirror wearing a pant and shirt. It felt very comfortable, almost like her second skin. Bobby knocked on the door and handed her a pair of clothes which were already billed. While Salma changed into those Bobby had the rest of the clothes billed.

As Salma came out of the store with Bobby and felt absolutely liberated due to the constant feel of the bra constrictions on her breasts. They stopped for a quick lunch while Salma chatted enthusiastically.

Thus started Salma’s journey towards the way she wanted to live her life. But it also meant that she had to live a dual-life. Whenever her mother wanted to chat with her on skype she would change into her traditional garb and put on a hijab so that her short hair could be hidden from her family. She hated changing into the salwar kameez and covering her hair but if she didn’t then she would be back in her home in no time.

Salma was the centre of attraction in college. Firstly there was this girl who dressed and behaved like a boy and over that she was a Muslim who are usually considered to be more conservative than people of other religions.

Salma learnt that there is a strict dress code in the college for boys and girls. Formals pants and shirts for boys and salwar kameez or saree for girls. Girls could only wears pants for labs and workshops as it was compulsory.

Salma met the Principal and explained to him about her case. The Principal was an understanding person who was also a supporter of LGBT rights. He understood Salma’s problem and granted her an exception. Salma was allowed to dress in pants and shirts much to her delight. She thanked him profusely and left from there satisfied that a huge problem was resolved with such ease.

But as an Indian proverb says “sometimes even if God agrees the priest wouldn’t agree”. The boys did not like this, especially the seniors. She was specially a soft target for ragging. Salma bit her lip and bore it without any complaints as she felt it is better to not make any enemies if she wants to spend the next 4 years in campus.

After a couple of months most of the boys got bored and left her alone but there was one senior Sathwik who never got tired mistreating Salma.

He made Salma do all sorts of errands for him like buying cigarettes or alcohol, cleaning his bike, carrying his books etc. Since he was in his final year Salma endured it knowing he will be away in less than a year.

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Another issue that Salma faced was to hide her identity whenever she visited home. She would painfully wear the salwar kameez and initially thought about wearing the hijab 24/7 to cover her hair but it would be practically impossible so on Bobby’s suggestion she used hair extensions. After shelling out a cool 10,000 bucks she was given natural hair extensions which could be worn 24/7 without being caught.

The time at home would go by awfully slowly. She would act as a dutiful daughter in front of her parents and sisters and go back to being a tomboy in Chennai.

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Salma was pretty happy she was to juggle between home and college successfully with being caught. Life in college wasn’t bad except for Sathwik’s antics which she endured.

Whenever Salma looked at herself in the mirror her physique seemed to betray her. She was short and puny much to her dislike. Bobby suggested her to join gym to put on some strength and muscle. Bobby was on the opposite path. She wanted to get rid of her macho body and possess a slim and diva like body which made her join aerobics.

So with Bobby’s help and the gym supervisor’s tutelage Salma started weight training. She was initially a bit hesitant to be the only girl amongst all the sweaty men pumping iron. But with time she slowly shed her inhibitions and started concentrating on building her muscles. Within a couple of months there seemed to be some visible changes. Firstly she shot in height by 2-3 inches and almost seemed to have gained considerable amount of strength.

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Just when everything seemed perfect and rosy. Salma had completed her 1st Semester and well into her second semester. She was happy that Sathwik had just another 2 months to pass out of college. She just wanted to bide her time without any confrontation. Sathwik’s girlfriend Veda too stayed in the same hostel as Salma and Bobby. She informed Sathwik about Salma’s dual life in Hyderabad and Chennai. Hearing which Sathwik got a vicious idea.

The next day he called Salma to meet him alone.

“Is your father’s name Shakeel Sharif?” he asked Salma.

“Yes” Salma nodded wondering why he was asking her father’s name.

“How do you think Mr. Sharif would react if he saw his daughter like this” asked Sathwik showing Salma a few pics of herself in her current avatar. Salma could not understand what hit her. She panicked as she knew the consequences of her truth being revealed.

“Ple…………….Ple………………Please don’t do it” begged Salma. Sathwik laughed victoriously as he wanted the very response from his prey.

“Well Salma, there is no free lunch in this world. What would I get by not sending these pics? I can give you 101 reasons as to what I will get by doing so” he said unflappably.

“What do you want me to do?” asked Salma as her voice trembled.

“Well there are many things that I want. For starters I want you to be my date for the farewell party at the end of this month” said Sathwik to Salma’s utter shock.

“But don’t you have a girlfriend? I heard Veda talking as to how much she is looking forward for that day.” said Salma.

“That is none of your business. You will only do as I say. You are my slave starting today” he said cruelly.

“Since you asked an unnecessary question here is my punishment for you. Starting tomorrow you will wear salwar kameez and come to college like a girl” Sathwik added.

Salma went numb hearing it. She was caught between the devil and deep blue sea. She agreed in a daze and just went to her hostel and wept her heart out.

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Bobby was enraged when she heard it. She wanted to teach Sathwik a lesson using her wrestling skills but Salma stopped her as she didn’t want to aggravate things. It was just another couple of months before Sathwik would be out of their lives. She wanted to endure it as long as it kept Sathwik from jeopardizing things.

The next day she was the topic of discussion when she went to college dressed femininely. The Principal called her and asked her what the matter was as he sensed there was something troubling her.

“Sir, I wouldn’t lie to you. Yes there is a problem but I always knew I would face a lot of challenges. Please let me deal with this and overcome it myself” Salma pleaded which made the Principal like Salma more her courage.

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Sathwik on the other hand was delighted with the way things were going. Though he was in a relationship with Veda the only reason for asking Salma to a date was to show her as his trophy. He wanted to show everybody how he tamed a wild horse, thereby proving how macho he was.

A few days later on a Friday he had his next instruction for Salma.

“I want you to go on a date with me tomorrow. Nothing much, we can watch a movie and have dinner. I want you to be all dolled up for the occasion” informed Sathwik and left without even listening to her reply.

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Though Bobby was against it she was helpless as Salma wanted to endure it. The next evening Salma was ready wearing a pink salwar kameez with matching earrings, bangles and other jewellery. As she left the hostel all the other girls looked amazed as they never realized Salma was so beautiful.

Salma met Sathwik a little distance from the hostel so that they aren’t caught by Veda.

“Wow…………..you look stunning. Really……..I mean you are so beautiful. I don’t understand why you dress so horribly like a boy” Sathwik praised his date genuinely. Salma did not react in any way.

They left for the movie. Salma had no interest whatsoever and just went through the motions like a robot with no emotions whatsoever.

Halfway through the movie Sathwik started by first touching her hand. Then he kissed Salma’s hand. Seeing that she was not resisting he slowly put his hands on her breast and started squeezing it. Salma was initially shocked and stayed like a statue. But noticed that she hardly had any reaction even when Sathwik was caressing her breasts or kissing her hand. Rather it felt awkward like how a boy would feel if another approached him.

Luckily for Salma Sathwik did not proceed further that night. Next they went to have dinner. Sathwik was very happy and excited while Salma sat there emotionless. She was still wondering about her sexual feelings. Finally after the date Sathwik dropped her and genuinely thanked her for the date and left leaving Salma pondering on her sexuality.

Salma didn’t tell Bobby about the caressing of the breasts but told about everything else and her lack of interest. The weekend passed without much action.

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On Monday morning when Salma was in class Veda walked up to her and slapped her hard across her face garnering everybody’s attention.

“You bitch, you acted like a tomboy and stole my boyfriend. Did you think if you secretly went on a date with him no one else would know? Swetha saw you both in a movie theatre on Saturday. Moreover, Sathwik tells me that he wants to take you as his date for the farewell party” shouted Veda angrily which caused a huge commotion.

Bobby argued that the mistake was Sathwik’s if he cheated on Veda. The class was divided on the issue and they were forcibly dispersed due to the arrival of the lecturer.

That evening Sathvik once again caught hold of Salma who was seething with anger due to the situation he had caused.

“Here is my next proposal. But the onus is on you to accept it or reject it. I don’t want to be seen as a villain” he said.

“Well, I had a great time on Saturday and I am sure you too did. This time I want to go the whole nine yards” he said with a wicked smile as Salma had a puzzled look as Sathwik continued.

“I want to break the seal of your virginity. But there is no force. You can decide what is more important, your freedom or your virginity. The choice is completely yours as I don’t want to sound like I am coercing you” Sathwik pretended to be innocent.

Salma felt like 100 volcanos erupt inside her.

“If you feel its wrong to have sex without getting married I can tied this around your neck whenever we have sex. So that you will feel like a married woman” he said holding a mangalsutra in his hand.

“You don’t need to answer rightaway. You can let me know by tomorrow morning. If you are okay we can meet in our apartment on Saturday night” proposed Sathwik and left victoriously leaving a shell-shocked Salma.

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“Bobby, enough is enough. I can’t take it anymore. This is unacceptable” yelled Salma as she informed Bobby about what happened. Bobby too was furious.

But she was a fighter by nature and used to catching the bull by the horn. Slowly Bobby’s expression changed from anger to happy. She revealed her plan to Salma who listened with her jaw dropped on the floor. Finally the two friends hugged each other happily.

Salma immediately texted Sathwik about her decision. While Sathwik was eagerly waiting for Friday Bobby and Salma started to plan meticulously.

For the first time in her life Salma dressed up (or rather dolled up is the right expression) enthusiastically. She wore a pretty salwar kameez and accessorized appropriately. Bobby helped in styling her hair.

As Salma was leaving she came across Veda who looked at her angrily and left in a huff. Salma shrugged her shoulders and left looking forward for the things to come.

Salma reached Sathwik’s apartment and slowly walked towards his flat which was in the 3rd floor.

Sathwik opened the door within seconds of Salma ringing the doorbell. His eyes brightened looking at her and welcomed her inside warmly. He was rich enough to afford an individual flat for himself. He mentally undressed Salma as they sat in the sofa in the hall. They had fruit juice as Sathwik kept blabbering how lucky he was to get this chance and would cherish the moment for the rest of his life. Salma just listened with a blank expression.

Finally Sathwik invited her to his bedroom. As they entered he immediately removed his clothes and lied on the bed with just his underwear. Salma started off by kissing his feet and then slowly continued kissing his knees, belly, chest and neck. Sathwik was on cloud nine and closed his eyes. Just then Salma took her right hand near his neck and searched for a nerve and finally after being sure he pinched it lightly and kept it pressed like that. Sathwik suddenly opened his eyes but slowly became motionless. Salma was very grateful for Bobby, who used her wrestling prowess, to give her this tip of making Sathwik unconscious with his eyes open.

Immediately Salma rang Bobby on her mobile who was waiting outside. Bobby came in and they both started off with their task as they had around 3-4 hours in hand. They first applied a cream all over his body and after 15 mins wiped with a towel and noticed that all his body hair started to come off smoothly.

Next they made him wear a salwar kameez (luckily Bobby’s size and Sathwik’s size was the same) with a bra inside.

With the attire sorted out a wig was attached to his head and they quickly made up his face to look pretty by adding lipstick, eye liner, eye shadow, foundation and blush. A clip on nose ring and earrings completed the look. They examined their work and were satisfied with it.

Bobby then made a phone call to someone and hung up. Meanwhile they took lots of pics of Sathwik in his new avatar. A few minutes later a guy in his mid-twenties entered the house. He was a gay guy whom the girls had met in gym. They wished him the best of luck and went away after fixing a camera in the room to record the proceedings.

The guy Raju looked at Sathvik hungrily and went and started peeling of Sathwik’s clothes one by one. He kissed Sathwik all over before taking Sathwik’s organ in his mouth and finally entered his in Sathwik’s anus and after a few strokes shot up a loadful in Sathwik’s rear. Finally he kissed Sathwik passionately and left taking the camera along with him.

Bobby and Salma who were waiting outside thanked Raju and all three left in a joyous mood.
Sathwik came to his senses after an hour and slowly got up from his bed. He didn’t understand what happened. His rear was burning and was wet & sticky. Sathwik touched and found something sticky. He had a closer look at it and his brain went numb after realizing what it was. He didn’t understand what had happened and wondered where Salma was.

Just then he received several messages on his WhatsApp. On opening it he was shocked beyond belief. There were several pictures sent my Salma which had him dressed in a salwar kameez with full make-up wearing a bra. Before he could digest came the final knockout punch. He received the video of him being raped by a man. Sathwik’s hand started to tremble in fear.

Gradually his fear turned to fury and he called Salma on her mobile.

“You bloody bitch………….how……………..how dare you…………you cheat me” Sathwik could hardly speak in anger. Salma laughed at his plight.

“What happened Sathwik? Wasn’t it a memorable occasion as you envisaged?” Salma teased him.

“How dare you? You have made a big mistake. I shall send your pics to your Dad right now and have you killed by him” Sathwik said in anger.

“OK, you can do it by all means. But the whole college will receive the video and pics of your sexual endeavour and cross-dressing. Imagine what will happen to your reputation. The macho Sathwik will be seen as a gay boy. Is that fine with you, honey?” Salma asked him innocently.

Sathwik was taken aback. It would just ruin his life completely. Sathwik immediately begged her not to do so.

“Hmmmm since my sweetie is pleading I cannot dare do it. But from this moment you are going to do as I say. Is that clear?” asked Salma dominatingly. Sathwik agreed.

“I am a person who stands by her word. I shall still go with you to the farewell party but it will be on my terms and conditions. I shall meet you tomorrow morning in your flat, so don’t go anywhere” Salma told Sathwik and disconnected the call.

Sathwik just lay on the bed in a daze still not able to get over the fact that the tables had now turned.

The next morning Salma and Bobby went to Sathwik’s house. Sathwik who was ready to pounce on Salma was taken aback on seeing Bobby with her and also felt embarrassed that even she knew what had transpired the previous evening.

The girls gave him exactly 10 mins to get ready and leave with them. He got no answer on asking where they were going.

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An hour later they entered a upmarket boutique owned by a famous fashion designer. The designer was called Rohit Gupta who was a gay. On learning that it was this group that had booked an appointment he welcomed them inside. Salma and Bobby left Sathwik alone and took Rohit aside.

“What can I do for you darling?” asked Rohit.

“Next week is your college farewell day for which my boyfriend Sathwik and I plan to attend in a saree and tux” informed Salma. Rohit clapped in happiness.

“That’s great what a lovely couple you both make. I have the right sarees and ensemble for you and also a variety of suits for your boyfriend” Rohit said happily.

“No, you don’t understand. Sathwik is the one who will wear a saree while I will be the one in a tux” clarified Salma leaving Rohit bemused for a moment and thought they were playing with him because he was gay.

Salma narrated the history between the two and how it came to this and asked for his expert help in getting them ready for the D-day. All the while Sathwik stood idly I the boutique wondering why he was there in the first place.

Rohit was doubly excited and he clapped twice in happiness and was more than ready to help. He found it a exciting challenge to cross-dress a couple.

The three went to Sathwik. Rohit closely examined in all angles.

“Fair complexion, slim and trim body, good height. Everything is perfect. I think I had loads of clothes that fit you as well as your girlfriend. Why don’t we start off with taking your measurements?” said Rohit.

Sathwik was puzzled as this was the last thing that he was expecting. He didn’t understand what Salma planned to do by buying them designer clothes for the farewell party. But he decided to silently follow suite for the time being.

Rohit started taking Sathwik’s measurements. Sathwik was confused about the measurements Rohit was taking measurements around his neck, shoulder blades, chest, midriff, shoulder to arm and shoulder to elbow, back and finally waist.

“Is that all? Don’t you need to take measurements for my trousers?” asked Sathwik as Rohit was leaving with the measurements he had noted down.

“I know what I need honey. I am taken all the measurements I need” Rohit winked and scurried away. Meanwhile Salma measurements were taken by Rohit’s assistant. Salma felt a sense of pride and happiness the measurements were taken. It was completely different than what was usually taken. She was especially waiting to see the look on Sathwik’s face when he would know what outfit he would be wearing for the farewell party. It would be her ultimate parting gift.

After the measurements Rohit came to the trio.

“Shall we start?” he asked excitedly. The three nodded with varied emotions.

“Dan-ta-dan” he pulled a screen and saw various mannequins adorned in sarees and matching blouses.

“Sathwik which one would you like to try first?” asked Rohit.

Sathwik was taken aback by the question. But then he thought maybe he misunderstood Rohit and thought maybe Rohit meant which saree he would like Salma to try first.

“Do you mean which one I would like Salma to try first? asked Sathwik while the three laughed loudly.

“No silly, he meant what you want to try first. I wouldn’t dare want to be caught dead in a saree. I plan to take you as my date for the farewell party. But with a small twist as it will be you dolled up in a colourful saree while I wear the plain and dull tux” Salma stated emphatically. Sathwik looked in utter disbelief. He protested by using the choicest expletives. After he went out of words Salma imperturbably gave him his choices.

“Look Sathwik I don’t want to look like I am forcing you into anything. You have two choices in front of you. Firstly reject the offer and risk being looked at as a gay all your life. I am sure Veda or any girl would ever come anywhere close to you. On the other hand if you accept it and come as my ‘Girlfriend’ we can just act like you lost a bet and came dressed as a girl for a night. Actually it would really take balls for any guy to do so. Over the years it will only be seen as prank or crazy stunt. The choice is all yours” reasoned Salma.

Sathwik was stunned to talk and even think. He wondered how this came so far as not so long ago he was the one giving Salma similar choices and the tables had now turned with him at crossroads. Sathwik weighed his choices and finally concluded that he being dressed as a girl and being penetrated by a guy was more shameful than wearing a saree for a night. He finally made his decision and obliged to wear a saree much to Salma’s pleasure.

They all went into a trial room in the boutique where he was asked to strip to his underwear. He was first asked to wear a petticoat which he put on with trembling hands as Salma and Bobby looked in amused. Then came a white bra which he struggled putting on. Bobby laughed at his plight and helped him in clasping it behind but also explained to him to next time clasp it from the front and then slowly pulled the bra to the side until the cups from in the front. Then he can finally pull the straps over his shoulders.

The first saree was a lime yellow saree with off-white boat-neck blouse. The saree was expertly draped on Sathwik. Salma and Bobby were really impressed with Rohit’s skills in draping a saree as the saree accentuated Sathwik’s non-existent curves and he looked exactly like a girl from below the neck.

Rohit took a couple of steps backwards and examined his work. He readjusted a couple of saree pleats and was finally convinced he got it right. Next his face was redone to hide his male features and soften it to look feminine. A matching necklace and clip-on ear-rings completed the look. Not yet satisfied with the humiliation Salma made him some out of the trial room on to the boutique and parade a couple of time up and down the shop floor. There were a couple of customers who initially were baffled but later had a good laugh at his expense.

“He looks cute in it and suits his milky white skin. But can we try a few more so that we can get the right look?” Salma suggested much to the agony of Sathwik.

Next he was made to wear a blue chiffon saree with off-white half sleeved blouse. Rohit added a wig to Sathwik to make the look more authentic and long full ear earrings. They also made him wear bangles as a means of emphasizing his current gender. He was asked to pose in different poses while Bobby captured the moment securely in her camera.

Sathwik had a nightmare as he was made to model wearing several sarees in pink, green, purple red etc. Finally after a horrid 3-4 hours they bought around 4 sarees and made Sathwik pay for all the outfits.

“We noticed that you are barely able to walk in these sarees and also your body is not able to adjust to the saree. Since we have only a week to the farewell party I need you to wear the extra sarees 24/7 until the party so that your body can get used to the feel of the saree and you will be able to pull off wearing a saree” said Salma. Sathwik protested but it fell to deaf ears.

Sathwik had to endure the ignominy of going back to his apartment in a saree. He had to cover his head and face with his pallu in order to avoid being recognized being anyone who knew him. Salma and Bobby teased him for being so sanskaari (traditional).

After they reached his place Salma dropped another bomb on Sathwik informing him that both she and Bobby would stay with Sathwik at his place for the rest of the week until the farewell party as they needed to ensure that Sathwik is ready for his new role. Also this would help them keep an eye on him so that he wears the sarees 24/7.

That evening Salma and Bobby took permission from the hostel authorities and came over to Sathwik’s house. Salma was furious when she saw Sathwik not wearing a saree and dressed in his normal clothes. Sathwik did not give two hoots to Salma which further enraged her.

She opened her laptop and cropped Sathwiks’ pic so that his head is removed and posted his pic in a pink saree in Facebook and tagged many of her friends including Sathwik. Sathwik was shocked when he saw it in his phone. Though a couple of people asked who the girl was and liked the saree very much, no one could guess that the girl was in fact Sathwik. Salma too maintained a cheeky silence about it but she warned Sathwik that his next mistake would prove very costly.

“As a punishment for your arrogance why don’t we do some roleplaying? Salma will be Salman, the husband, while Sathwik will be Sathwika, the wife, and I shall be Sathwika’s sister” said Bobby with a evil grin. Sathwik’s face turned pale listening to it while Salma was excited. Sathwik knew he was powerless and had to accept it.

As part of it they made him wear a red saree with short sleeved blouse. Bobby neatly lucked Sathwik’s eyebrows with a tweezers and shaped into thin high arches. She added clip-on dangling earrings and coated his face with make-up teaching him how and what to do step-by-step so that he can do it himself from the next time. Bobby coated his nails with dark red nail polish and lips with a similar colour lipstick. She just loved her work and as a final touch brushed his wig so that he fell loose but had a clear centre partition.

Bobby took her ‘sister’ to the hall were Salman was eagerly waiting.

“Since we don’t have a priest to preside over the wedding I shall have the honour of getting you married. Sathwika please can you bring the mangalsutra you had bought for yourself” Bobby said calmly. Sathwika was too shocked to react and blankly did as asked as his brain had gone numb.

Bobby opened the laptop and put the vedic chants while Salman tied the mangalsutra around Sathwika’s neck.

Bobby then handed a small box of sindoor (vermilion) indicating Salman to put it on the centre partition of Sathwika. Salman was amused as he couldn’t believe this was happening for real. He took some sindoor and smeared it long and bright on his wife’s forehead. The feeling was exhilarating while Sathwika had tears in her eyes. Bobby took another picture for their memorabilia.

Just then the doorbell rang and Bobby looked through the keyhole and realized it was the pizza delivery boy. But instead of opening the door she went and sat on the sofa along with Salman and asked Sathwika to open the door. Sathwika knew that she had no other choice and went to the door. It seemed like it was a mile away and her hands trembled as she opened the door.

“Hello Ma’am, did you order a pizza?” he asked looking at the woman who opened the door. Sathwika nodded without saying a word so that she wouldn’t be caught. He handed over the pizza and bill. She took them inside and placed the pizza on the table.

“The money is in your clutch, sis” informed Bobby.

Sathwika snatched the clutch angrily and went to the door. Her hands fumbled in fright as she opened the clutch and paid for the pizza. Once he left Sathwika closed the door with a huge sigh of relief.

Sathwika had to serve her husband and sister and waited patiently until they finished and then ate in the same plate like any other ‘Pathivrata Naari’. After dinner Salman went to the bedroom while Bobby handed Sathwika a glass of milk and sent her into the room wishing good luck for the first night.

Sathwika was dumbstruck and didn’t know how to react. Bobby understood her ‘sister’s’ predicament.

“Don’t worry Sathwika, its normal for any girl to get married and first night is a natural progression” said Bobby

“Now listen carefully, this is what you need to do” Bobby clearly stated what was expected of Sathwika that night and every night for the next one week. Sathwika was shell-shocked hearing it.

“No way” she shouted in horror.

“Yes way. Didn’t you want the same thing honey? Just that the roles are reversed. Anyway technically you are married now so you aren’t committing a crime. If you want I can post an opinion poll on FB and twitter. But I am sure you wouldn’t want any more trouble than you already are facing” Bobby gave a veiled threat which shut Sathwika.

Sathwika entered the room with her head down and fixed to the ground. Though Bobby had asked her to behave like a coy and shy wife on her first night she had her head down more because of shame and humiliation. She slowly went to the bed where Salman was sitting proudly waiting for his newly wedded wife. Sathwika gave Salman the glass of milk with trembling hands and bent down and touched his feet to take his blessings. Salman drank it and held Sathwika’s shoulders with both his hands and made her sit on the bed beside him.

“Doesn’t it all feel surreal Sathwika? I was dreading this scene a few days back but now we are in this scene and I feel over the moon. Though because of our current roles” said Salman laughing out loudly. Sathwik held the pallu in his hands and twiddled with it in irritation. It seemed cute to Salman and surprisingly unintentionally feminine.

Salman bought a chair and put it in front of Sathwika (who was sitting on the bed) and sat in front of her. Sathwika knew what she was supposed to so. She slowly got up and went and stood behind Salman to go into the next stage.

"Please" she begged, as Bobby had told her to do, "Please Salman, I need you. I want you.".

"What do you want?" he asked teasingly.

"I want to suck your dick" Sathwika replied. "Please, let me. I want you."

"And why do you want me?" he asked.

"Because you're my husband, and I'm your wife. I want to please you. Let me go down on you."

"That's so sweet of you, baby" said Salman. "Get down on your knees for me."

Salman would tease Sathwika now, and make her work for it. So she had to seduce him, like a woman. She had to sit on his lap like a lap dancer and kiss Salman on his forehead, ears, cheeks and finally lips. Then Salman immersed his head into Sathwika’s breasts while Sathwika closed her eyes in ecstasy (atleast she had to act like that).

“You are so big and strong” said Sathwika she got down and kissed her husband’s arms and finally reached his thighs.

“What about you darling?” asked Salman. With the whole conversation pre-planned, it was basically designed to humiliate Sathwika.

“I am a delicate flower, and I am so lucky to have a big man like you” purred Sathwika. A huge smile flashed across Salman’s face.

“Here darling how can I dent you what you want. Especially to my beautiful princess” Salman said and finally unzipped hrs fly s a huge life-like dildo popped out. It looked realistic with veins clearly visible on the shaft.

Sathwika had to caress the dildo, pretending that she was making it get hard. Sathwika prayed that the ground would split into two and swallow her but alas it didn’t happen. Next she was supposed to slowly start licking it in all directions thereby getting her husband hard and into the mood. Salman held Sathwika’s head tightly and pushed the dildo into her mouth and rhythmically motioned forwards and backwards. Sathwika was almost breathless.

After a couple of minutes Salman removed the dildo from Sathwika’s mouth and got up with a satisfied look. Now was the time for phase 2.

They both went into bed as Salman peeled his clothes one by one becoming start naked with the dildo attached to her groin. Although Sathwika saw Salman naked he did not get any erection in his current state of mind.

Salman mounted himself on Sathwika and slowly started removing her clothes one by one. Once his wife was naked he started kissing all over her body starting from face, breasts, waist, belly and finally Sathwika’s hardened clit. But he didn’t penetrate Sathwika from her front but instead turned Sathwika back and entered her in doggy style. He slowly eneterde into Sathwika and started rhythmic strokes which increased in momentum. Sathwika to was surprised as her clit suddenly got completely hard and she went into a frenzy and a few minutes after going through an exhilarating phase she finally had her orgasm. The male pride in Sathwika was completed shredded to pieces

Salman took the wet discharge in his hand and smeared it on his erect organ and again took it to Sathwika’s mouth implying her to suck it. Sathwika pleaded but Salman was unrelenting. She took the semen on her husband’s organ into her mouth with tears in her eyes.

At last the ordeal came to an end. Salman had successfully deflowered his bride on their first night. Salman was completely over the moon as he experienced male privilege and power for the first time in his life and he was thoroughly enjoying it.

“Wake-up sleepy head. You need take bath and complete cooking the breakfast by the time your husband wakes up” said Salman. Sathwika woke up in a start and took a couple of moments to regain her senses. She slowly got up and dragged her feet to the bathroom and finished brushing her teeth. She felt angry and helpless as she remembered the acts of the previous night. For a moment he felt like telling Shakeel about Salma’s truth but he weighed the pros and cons and realized Salma might just lose her freedom but he would lose his reputation, pride and most importantly his sexuality.

He resigned to his fate and was about to take bath when Salman entered the bathroom and gave Sathwika a bowl containing turmeric powder and asked her to apply it all over her body. He also asked her to dry herself and come out wearing a petticoat across her ‘breasts’.

Sathwika did as she was told and came out of the bathroom with a shining yellow complexion wearing only a petticoat. On the bed was laid out an saree and blouse for Sathwika.

Sathwika tried draping the saree but it was clumsy. Salman chided her for not being able to drape a saree and showed how it’s done. After that he also tied the hair into a bun with the towel telling her to prepare breakfast everyday like that and after the preparation come back to the room and do the ‘Shringaar’ (make-up).

Sathwika agreed meekly and went to the kitchen. She decided to do fried rice as it was simple and started washing the vegetables. The sound of the bangles was a constant reminder of her current status as well as the tightness in her midriff due to the constriction of her bra.

Sathwika finished cooking and went back to the room. On the dressing table were a few necessary items like mascara, powder, blusher, foundation, bindi and lipstick. Sathwika removed the towel and started brushing her hair.

Then she applied all the make-up and finally applied the sindhoor on her forehead. All the while Salman was keenly watching it with a smile. He was loving every moment.

Sathwika found a note over there and read it and her face went pale. In it were further instructions for her. She went to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee and took it for Salman.

Salman was pretending to be fast asleep. She called him a couple of times and then kept the coffee cup on the small table beside the bed and turned to go to the kitchen when he felt her sare pallu tugged and missed her balance and fell on Salman’s lap.

“Salman ji, please leave me? What if Bobby sees us like this” Sathwika begged as instructed.

“No darling. How can I leave you without a energizer in the morning” said Salman indicating a bed kiss along with bed coffee. He then gave his wife a passionate and deep kiss. Sathwika then forcibly pushed him and ran away into the kitchen leaving her husband with a smile on his face.
Since Sathwika was in her final semester she no longer attended college and her project work too was at its concluding stages so she didn’t need to go to college. Hence she stayed back at home while Bobby and Salman had breakfast and left for college. But not before they gave Sathwika her task for the day. By evening she had to walk on 3 inch heels without stumbling else the consequences would be dire.

Sathwika was terrified and religiously spent the whole day practicing hard and by mid-afternoon she was able to walk at least 5-6 steps without stumbling. Her ankles were paining severely.

Around 4pm the doorbell rang and Sathwika was surprised to see Rohit’s assistant. He handed her a few packets and said they were lending them for a week as a complimentary.

Just then Bobby called her and asked her to wear a new saree and get dolled up to receive her husband.

“After a hard long day your husband needs to feel invigorated by being welcomed by a wife who is as fresh as a daisy” she said.

As instructed Sathwika took a fresh bath and wore one of the new sarees and generously sprayed herself with ladies perfume. As she looked out of the window she saw Salman and Bobby enter the building. Sathwika adjusted her saree, pallu and pleats so as to not make any mistake. She opened the door and welcomed then both with a smile making her husband happy.

Sathwika spent the next 5 days 24/7 in various kinds of sarees. Bobby taught her all the nuances of girl’s expressions, body language and make-up. She was even taken to a restaurant on one of the days to test how she carried herself in public without being caught. She was purposefully made to wear a saree with halter neck blouse so that most of the men’s attention is diverted towards her. Salman was the perfect gentleman opening the doors and pulling the chairs for his wife. When it got cold during their return he was chivalrous enough to cover her shoulders with his coat.

The everyday routine included seducing her husband by playing with the dildo and finally being taken by her husband as well as doing all the duties of a housewife.

By Saturday morning Sathwika could comfortably walk on 4 inch high heels without any stumbling. She could carry a saree like she wore it all her life. Bobby had managed to inculcate feminine mannerisms in her ward. But Sathwika was a nervous wreck as she didn’t want to be publicly humiliated and profusely begged Salman and Bobby but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

That afternoon Bobby made Sathwika strip naked and waxed her whole body. Sathwika was made to wear a green saree with golden yellow half sleeved blouse that fit snugly to her body. Her nails were coated with matching green nail polish and gold bangles adorned her hands. A necklace and matching earrings with green stones decorated her smooth neck and ears. Finally she was given a clutch which had all the items a girl her age would need on a night out.

Bobby too looked beautiful in a saree. While Bobby left early with a boy who came to pick her up Sathwika waited for Salman who was nowhere to be seen.

Finally Salman came later with a bouquet of roses in his hands looking dapper in suit and his hair slickly styled. If anyone would see them they would think they are a normal young couple with no doubts about their actual genders.

Salman handed over the floors to his date and kissed her on the cheeks praising how beautiful she was and how privileged and lucky he was to escort such a gorgeous girl to the party. Sathwika wanted to yell that neither was she a gorgeous nor was she a girl but the events in the past one week had shattered her confidence and she resigned to her fate of spending the next few hours in ridicule and ignominy.

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The farewell party was within the college auditorium which was well equipped with a good sound system and space to dance. Almost all the students had arrived. Bobby took the mike in her hands and announced that a very special couple would be making their grand entrance to the party. Everyone half guessed who it would be as Bobby’s best friend Salma was evidently missing along with Sathwik.

Just then a couple started entering the room. In a silhouette it appeared like Salma and Sathwik were dressed in a saree and tux but they stepped a little forward they found Salma in a tux escorted by a beautiful girl who was demure and shy.

“Hello everyone, please let me introduce myself and my date for the evening” said Salma. “I am Salman and this is my date Sathwika”.

Everyone was shell-shocked when they realized the girl was actually Sathwik. The shock slowly led to laughs and a few jeers. Most of the boys used to be jealous of Sathwik so they were thrilled to see him like that while girls were amused as to how Sathwik had left a host of girls to finally end up as a girl for the party.

Salman explained to them that Sathwik developed cold feet in escorting Salma as he was intimated by her boyish charm and attitude and didn’t feel man enough to do it. So Salma took and mantle and escorted Sathwika to the party.

The girls examined Sathwika from top to bottom and were surprised to see how comfortable Sathwika was in a saree and how elegantly she walked in such high heels. They took her aside and bombarded her with questions and also eagerly posed for pictures with her.

That night Salman and Sathwika were the centre of attraction.

“Sir, didn’t I tell you I shall solve my issues. Now it’s solved” Salman told the Principal who smiled understanding what might have transpired.

Most of the girls wanted to dance with the new boy, Salman, while the boys were queueing to dance with Sathwika. Sathwika had a tough time to keep the boys from pinching her bum the whole evening.

By the time the party was ending Salman caught Sathwika hand and took her away from the party to her hostel room which was nearby. Salma made Sathwika sit on the bed and slowly started unbuttoning his shirt and Sathwika understood what he wanted to do.

“Please, I have done all you have asked. Please…………Please leave me” she begged.

“Yes dear…………from tomorrow you are a free bird. Let us enjoy for one last time before you go back to being Sathwik. Remember you are my wife technically and I have all rights over you. If you want we can go back to the party and ask anyone” said Salman.

Sathwika felt helpless and slowly started to remove the pins holding her saree in place and removed her clothes one by one and lay on the bed almost inviting her man to take her and make her a woman.

Salman felt his blood rush and immediately attacked his prey with kisses all over her body. Sathwika had to again first get her ‘man’ have a ‘hard on’ and then Salman penetrated her as she moaned in pure delight. After which she licked her man’s organ clean. Finally they lay on bed tired after some heavy duty sex. Salman walked over to a table in the room and gave his girl a drink to quench her thirst. Sathwika drank it unaware that Salman had laced it with a sedative so that Sathwika spends the night in the girls hostel.

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The next morning at around 8am Salman tapped Sathwika on her shoulder to wake her up. Sathwika woke up with great difficulty trying understand where she was. Sathwika took a few moments to realize where she was and when she realized it she took at herself and finding her naked she immediately covered herself with a blanket. It looked so feminine that Salman had a hearty laugh.

“Honey, I know you had a great night but if you don’t leave ASAP you will have a horrid day. Firstly, don’t get caught by any of the girls, secondly and most importantly not by the warden” said Salman.

Sathwika immediately jumped out of the bed saw her clothes scattered all over the floor.

“Salma…….I mean Salman please can you lend me a spare pant and shirt” she begged. But Salman was unsympathetic towards her and rejected out rightly. Sathwika slowly stated wearing her clothes. Salman lay on the bed as Sathwika wore her panty and bra.

“Ahhhh by the way, I guess your purse doesn’t contain any money. So here is your auto fare” said Salman and inserted a few notes in the Sathwika’s bra. “Thanks for the past few days. This is your pay for that”.

Sathwika felt humiliated as Salman almost treated her like a prostitute. But she was helpless and quickly wore her blouse and saree. Her hair was dishevelled but she didn’t bother immediately ran out of the room. On the way she saw many girls who saw her and were laughing at her.

But she stopped dead on her tracks when she came across Veda who was there with her friends.

“Here………here………who do we have? Meet the new slut in town who couldn’t wait to get knocked out by her man” teased Veda.

“Better have these else you may end up an unwed mother” she cussed handing Sathwika a couple of birth-control pills.

Sathwika had tears in her eyes and ran away from there.

Veda went over to Salma and apologised to her as Bobby had told them the truth.

As for Sathwik he cut all contact with anyone remotely related to his college. Once he submitted his project he returned to his home town in Mumbai and no one heard about him after that.