I AM HUSBAND UR WIFE

The time Salma spent as a man changed her life completely. She realized how much she enjoyed and yearned the role of a man. She hardly had any sexual attraction for Sathwik but when he became Sathwika she was very much attracted to him.

Salma decided to make Salman her primary personality while Salma would only be a mask she would wear only when she was with her family. So her dual life had to be played for a prolonged period. Whenever she went home for any festivals she longed to wear a Sherwani and skull cap and visit the mosque for prayer with her father and other menfolk. But she had to spend the day in the kitchen cooking and cleaning decked up in a salwar kameez, hijab and plastered with make-up. Although she would spend time with her sisters she felt out of place as she would never be interested in their topics like clothes, jewellery, women’s fashion and boys.

On the other hand Salma developed a cult following in the college after she thought Sathwik a lesson he would never forget. All the girls approached Salma for any grievances they had. The boys too feared her and never crossed daggers with her. But the most disconcerting issue they had was that it was decided that on every farewell day Salma would become Salman and could choose any boy to be ‘his girlfriend’ for the event. The boys detested it but she also received support from the Principal who was a left leaning social-activist.

Most boys prayed Salma would not choose them though some closet cross-dressers would send her hints and feelers that they were ready. Salma too didn’t want to scar any boy unnecessarily and lied to choose a willing boy.

When Salma saw herself in the mirror she still saw a girl behind the tomboyish look which she wanted to get rid off. She started spending more time in the gym pumping iron like a ‘man’ possessed. Even the gym mates who initially saw her as a gal started to see her as one of them.

Within a year Salma was almost 5ft 8 inches and had developed a muscular body. This made it more difficult for Salma to hide her well toned body. Hence she would always wear full sleeved abaya-style salwars and never exposed her body even to her sisters and mother saying she would only present her naked body to her husband. Hasina was worried about Salma’s growing height but she knew that cannot be controlled.

On the other hand Bobby had over the last 2 years lost lot of muscle mass and now looked very slim and lean. Her facial features had softened and looked absolutely drop-dead gorgeous.

During the final year Salma made a huge call about getting a double mastectomy so that she could get rid of the unwanted ‘jugs’. She quickly recovered from the procedure and was delighted with the result. The scars disappeared within a couple of months so the need to wear a bra. But she still had to wear one every time she visited home. Bobby presented her with life like breast forms which she used every time she went to visit her family.

By the time Salma completed her engineering she was 5 ft 11 inches tall and had a sturdy body. Her parents were worried about finding a groom for such a tall girl and hefty girl. Salma thanked her stars that she was able to successfully pull-off her disguise at home without being caught using the pretext of religion. None of her relatives and family ever saw her without clothes so they just thought she was an abnormally well-built girl.

After engineering her parents started looking for a suitable boy for her which made Salma cringe as she could never ever imagine being the wife of someone else. Especially after she had experienced what it feels like being a husband. Salma pleaded and got permission to work in Chennai until her marriage is fixed as she had been selected in campus interview.

Bobby too found a job in Bangalore and was also in a steady relationship with one of their classmates.

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Everything seemed perfect until Salma got a call from Hasina asking her to come home the following weekend as a boy’s family were coming to see her. Salma felt like the ground shake beneath her feet. The thing she was dreading was finally becoming a reality. Hasina sent the boy’s picture through WhatsApp. He seemed to be in his mid-twenties and was slim. He had a long beard and was working in a software company in Bangalore. Salma had absolutely no interest in him.

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The following weekend Salma went home grudgingly. Hasina sent Salma forcibly to the beauty parlour to get a facial and style her hair. Salma insisted on going alone so that the secret behind her long hair wouldn’t get revealed. Salma hated the look after the 2 hour session at the parlour.

That evening the boy’s family came to Salma’s place. His name was Asif Khan. His father’s name was Nisar and mothers name was Sajida. He was the only son and had 3 younger sisters. On first glance Salma noticed that the boy was atleast 3-4 inches shorter than her.

After everyone had settled in the hall Salma was asked to bring tea for the guests. Salma noticed that Asif’s parents were more interested in the jewellery she was wearing than looking at her. Asif looked at Salma proudly and even touched her hand in the pretext of taking the tea cup.

The elders asked Salma and Asif to go to a separate room to speak.

After the initial introductions Salma was straight-forward and said she was not interested in marriage and requested Asif to reject her. Asif was taken aback and asked the reason.

“I want to first become financially independent…………so marriage will have to wait for another 3-4 years” lied Salma.

“Well, why should a woman work? Women need to stay home and look after the family and kids while men earn the money. No matter how much you work women and men are never equal” Asif said relaxing back on his chair.

“I am very orthodox Muslim. I believe in 4 marriages and will take 3 more wives in the future. I also expect you to not only wear a hijab but also a niqab (veil so that only the eyes of the person are seen). You cannot drive a car as women are incapable to do so and will give birth to many children.

Salma was stunned at her prospective suitor’s thinking. She felt disgusted speaking to him.

“Don’t think that just because you are taller than me I shall be intimidated. I wouldn’t hesitate to get physical with you if I need to straighten you up” warned asif. According to his interpretation of Quran it was perfectly normal for a husband to beat a wife.

Asif also said that he didn’t watched TV, didn’t listen to music (infact he didn’t allow his sisters too) as it was haram. Salma was amazed as to how someone in this century could live like him.

Later when they went back to the hall he gave his approval much to Salma annoyance. Salma’s parents too were happy that their eldest daughter regarding whom they were concerned was finally accepted as a future daughter-in-law by a family. But Asif’s family put a lot of conditions for the marriage like how the marriage should be done, where it should be done etc. For all his orthodox views Asif was providing a small meher amount but was quiet when his parents gave a list of dowry items. Shakeel and Hasina obliged for all the requests.

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On Monday Salma was back in office. She received call on her mobile and on answering it learnt that it was from a girl named Rekha aka Rukhsar. She said that she and Asif were in love for past 3 years and she had also got pregnant but almost immediately Asif got her an abortion and dumped her on learning about Salma’s proposal. Salma was furious and called Asif instantly. Asif was very casual about it and played it down.

“How do you think I will marry a Kafir? Kafirs are worse than slaves so it’s not wrong to dump them” he reasoned.

Salma was shaking with anger even after she disconnected the call. Just then Bobby called Salma and she narrated the whole sequence of events. Bobby too was angry but as usual she maintained her calm and poise. She was a quick thinker and immediately caught the positives.

“Actually Salma, I think Asif’s marriage proposal is the best thing that’s happened for you in a long time” said bobby much to Salma’s irritation.

“I think you can fulfil your dream of being Salman by marrying him and turning him into Asifa just like you turned Sathwik into Sathwika” as Bobby said this it caught Salma’s attention and she listened keenly.

“I have a plan and I shall come over to you this weekend and we can discuss in detail” said Bobby.

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Over the course of next few days many things happened. Salman-Asif wedding was fixed for exactly a month later. Salma was asked to resign from her job. But she didn’t resign but took a break and got transferred to a project in Bangalore. She kept this to herself.

Her parents were planning to send her to Agra and Kulu Manali for their honeymoon. As per her plan she called up the most influential Imam Sherazi in Indian sub-continent who was based in Delhi and took his appointment explaining her situation. Though she lied that her husband was a male-to-female transsexual who was actually a woman trapped in a male body and she was vice-versa.

The next month passed in a blur with the wedding preparations. Hasina was very upset with Sajida as she would always taunt her for lack of male heir. It reminded Hasina of her departed son Salman which hurt her more. Asif’s parents made Shakeel bare all the expenses which included the Walima too by clubbing it with rukhsati. In the meantime Bobby and Salma made a fool-proof plan to make Asif as Asifa and Salma becoming Salman for good.

Salma hated wearing the wedding trousseau and all its finery but bit her lip and went through the motions. Luckily for Salma there was confusion as the travel agent booked the tickets on the night of the walima and rukhsati. So the first night plans were cancelled and immediately after the walima was over in the afternoon the rukhsati happened. The newlywed couple had to then rush to pack their bags and leave to the railway station.
The train journey was horrible as Salma had to wear the black abaya and niqab over her heavy salwar kameez. The hot weather made her feel like she was sitting inside a steam engine as she was sweating profusely. She hated Asif for not letting her wear more suitable clothing minus the abaya and niqab but he was adamant as he didn’t want others to see his wife’s body, face & hair.

After a mammoth 22 hours they reached Delhi and reached a 5 Star hotel where a honeymoon suite had been booked for them. Salma and Asif freshened up and both were excited for different reasons. While Asif was waiting eagerly for his first night (suhaag raat) on the other hand Salma was waiting to execute the first step of her detailed plan that very night.

They ordered food to be delivered to their room that evening. As luck would have it the boy only saw Salma in abaya and niqab while Asif was in the bathroom. So he was unaware of both their face.

That night Asif went out for a walk asking his bride to make herself pretty for their first night. Salma for once more than happily dressed in a saree and sat on the bed and wore bangles, jewellery, nose ring etc and sat on the bed waiting for her husband. Just then the door opened and she covered her head with the ghoongat (veil).

Asif came to her proudly and sat beside her and lifted her veil.

“Congrats on your first night” he said. “I have already had this experience several times earlier”.

Salma was like a ticking time bomb ready to explode any moment. She silently handed him a glass of milk which was laced with a drug which would make Asif paralysed from below the neck for a few hours.

Asif drank it unsuspectingly. Salma was happy and knew the drug would start having its effect very shortly. Asif slowly started removing Salma’s jewellery one by one. Slowly he started feeling a tingling sensation all over which then changed to numbness.

When Asif was about to remove her clothes he noticed that he could not move hands or legs and panicked. Salma knew what was happening and laughed hard.

She made Asif lie on the bed.

“Asif, are you wondering what is happening? She asked teasingly. “I have laced your milk with a drug which paralyzes people. This means that you are like a doll for the next 4-5 hours. I can do whatever I want”.

Asif’s face was filled with surprise and horror. He didn’t understand what and why Salma was doing this.

“See Asif, I never felt like a girl all my life and have always yearned to be a boy, In fact I lived as a husband for a week to a boy whom I had forced feminized. To put it in clear words I am a man trapped in a woman’s body. I tried to get out of this marriage but he were adamant. Now the only way we can be husband and wife is if I am the husband and you the wife. We shall start that process from now. No husband will like a wife having a beard and hair all over her body. So let’s get rid of that” Salma said with a smile.

She removed his one by one until he was stark naked.

“Oh, my wife seems to have some extended growth between her legs. Don’t worry we shall get rid of it later. This little physical deformity doesn’t make you any less a woman nor will I disown you” said Salma.

Asif tried to get up but failed to even bat an eyelid. He wanted to scream but couldn’t even wimp.

Salma first took a pair of scissors and cut of his beard and trim it into stubble. Then she applied a cream all over his body and well as his beard except his head and eyebrows. Allowing it to dry she decided to change her clothes from a saree to something she was comfortable in.

She opened her suitcase to find a whole lot of male clothes, thanks to Bobby, who secretly packed them in her suitcase. It also has sarees and salwars of Asif’s size. Salma quickly removed her saree, petticoat, bra and panty. She removed her wig revealing her short hair. Asif looked on like he was seeing a ghost. Salma went into the bathroom and washed all the make-up and came to the hall. She saw the expressions on Asif’s face and laughed.

“Did you not believe me earlier when I said I shall be your hubby and make you my sweet little wife. Look at this…………………..” Salma said pointing to her flat chest. “What you saw here all this time were not breasts but artificial breast forms. What I have in reality are solid pectorals as a result of spending years in the gym” Salma said flexing her muscles. Asif was intimidated by Salma’s physique as he body resembled a man than a woman. Salma wore a sherwani as befitting a ‘husband’ on the first night.

With the 15 minutes elapsed she bought a wet towel and wiped the cream. All the hair all over his body including the beard and moustache came off easily leaving a hairless body except for the hair and eyebrows.

“Now my little girl looks good with all the dirty hair gotten rid of” Salma praised Asif. “Time to get the bride dressed for her most important night”.

Salma applied a cream on his hairless chest and neatly attached the life-like silicon breasts.

Salma put the panty, bra, blouse and petticoat with relative ease on Asif’s lifeless body but the challenge was draping a saree. With lots of effort she managed to drape it properly and sprawled on the sofa after the herculean effort.

With the difficult party over all that was left was less physically demanding tasks. Salma neatly fixed a wig on Asif’s head. Added all the bridal jewellery like bangles, long dangling earrings (clip-on earrings of which the left earring connected to the nose ring), necklace and anklets. His face was neatly made and a quick threading done to make his bows more feminine.

Finally the task was completed and it was time to consummate the marriage. Salma put on the dildo she had used on Sathwika. She could sense the fear in Asif’s eyes on seeing come near him with a dildo forming a tent under her sherwani.

“Don’t worry honey. I shall be as gentle as possible in deflowering you” she said with a mischievous smile.

She started removing his jewellery one by one and kissing the part from where she removed it. With the jewellery removed she moved the pallu aside revealing his breasts poking out of the snugly fitted blouse and naked midriff below it. Salma snaked her tongue into the belly button and licked it. Then she removed every stitch of cloth and immersed her head between Asif’s ‘breasts’. After sucking, kneading and playing with it for some time she removed all her clothes and finally it was time to penetrate Asif. She put both his legs on her shoulders keeping him in the lying position and slowly inserted her shaft into his rear. She stroked him passionately and rhythmically loving every minute of it. A solitary tear roll down the side of each cheek of Asif although it was nothing compared to the rivers he was crying inside.

After the passionate love-making he lied down beside Asif exhausted and trying to catch her breath.

“Darling, I know it’s difficult for you to sleep after such an exhilarating experience, but we have all our lifetime for this. Now it’s time to sleep as we need to do a lot of things this week” said Salma and forcibly made Asif swallow a sleeping pill so that he wouldn’t create any trouble until morning.

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The next morning Salma woke up by 7 in the morning and realized last night’s events weren’t a dream as he saw Asif in his female avatar sleeping beside her. She felt energized and leapt out of the bed and brushed her teeth and a quick bath.

She came out and sat on the sofa waiting patiently for Asif to regain his senses. After a few minutes Asif started tossing on his bed and feeling something weird on his chest as well as stash of hair falling on his face he got up and took a few minutes to understand what was happening. But once he remembered the previous night’s events he was furious and jumped out of the bed. He saw his wife sitting calmly on the sofa and ran towards her to beat her to death.

But he was of no match to Salma who was superior to him in strength and skill, thanks to the hours in gym and Bobby’s wrestling lessons. Salma easily tackled him on to the floor making him lie with his face down and twisted his arm from behind. Asif shrieked in pain letting out a few expletives. Salma twisted it harder and the expletives turned to pleas. Salma was willing to relent only if Asif agreed to behave and talk in a civilised manner to which Asif agreed.

She released him and he got up and silently sat on the bed opposite to Salma with his face red with shame and anger. He understood that he cannot win over Salma physically which made him feel helpless.

“Look Asif, every word I said last night is true. I want to be the one wearing the pants in the relationship and I mean it literally.” said Salma. She took her phone a pressed a few buttons. There were a few beep messages in Asif’s phone. She asked him to check them.

Asif checked it and was shocked to see that they were videos of Asif being dressed as a bride as well as him being penetrated by Salma. He was shocked and the phone fell off his hands.

“I have recorded the whole episode of last night and have also sent it to Bobby as insurance so that you don’t try deleting it. Now you have 2 choices. Choice 1, be my wife for the rest of the honeymoon and the secret will be buried amongst us. Choice 2, disagree and it will be posted all over the internet. I am mad enough to risk being disowned by my parents but are you man enough to risk your male pride?” asked Salma using the same technique she used against Sathwik.

Salma lied on 2 counts to Asif. Firstly she was just throwing a bait to Asif about making the video public. But she wouldn’t have done it although she had other plans to convince him. Secondly she said for the rest of the honeymoon. But deep inside she knew that Asif would never ever be wearing any male clothes in his life.

Luckily her trick worked and Asif felt that acting as a woman for the duration of the honeymoon was better than the world knowing he was fucked by his wife. He agreed to Salma’s proposal much to her pleasure.

Salma gave him a paper which had clear instructions of what Asif needs to do, Salma would do and they both need to do. Asif’s face was filled with shame and humiliation as he read it. Asif decided that he would divorce Salma as soon as possible not knowing he had already fallen into quicksand and slowly but surely drowning in it.

Salma asked Asif to complete a quick bath and in the meanwhile she ordered breakfast. A young boy in his late teens bought the breakfast to the room and had the first glimpse of the ‘man’ in the room and thought the ‘wife’ was taking bath. Salma paid him a generous tip and asked him to see that they aren’t disturbed. He agreed happily and left with a huge smile.

Meanwhile Asif’s mind was numb with the happenings. He wondered how things came to how they were. As the water fell on his hairless body and he applied the soap he felt his skin to be soft and smooth. After a quick bath he realized that he did not have a towel and asked Salma to bring it. As he touched the breasts they felt so real

Salma took a towel, panty and petticoat and warned him to not forget such basic things in the future and he would need to look after himself as well arrange things for her too. She also asked him to dry himself with the towel and cover his body from the breasts with the petticoat. Asif felt like crying as he wore the panty after drying himself with the towel and pulled the petticoat over his breasts and knotted it. He stepped out with his head bent in shame.

Salma was excited and she started dressing him. She made him wear a bra by teaching how it is worn and then a blouse and saree. She taught him how to drape the saree easily step by step. Asif listened with no expressions whatsoever.

She added all the jewellery and made his face pretty once again. Finally the wig completed the look.

Asif now knew what to do and as per the instruction he went and poured a glass of milk and went and sat on the bed pulling the ghonghat over her head and becoming Asifa. While Salma once again took the mantle of becoming the husband and thus became Salman.

Salman walked up to his wife who was sitting on the bed and slowly lifted her veil. She handed him the glass of milk which he drank. He started removing her jewellery one by one and showered lavish praises on her beauty.

“Congrats on your first night. I guess this may be your first time as a bride but belive me its not mine” Salman winked mischievously.

The whole sequence of the previous night was repeated but the change this time round was Asifa had to enjoy being penetrated by her husband and had to even fake multiple orgasms like a woman. Finally it ended with Asifa licking the semen of Salman’s dildo.

After an early morning sexual encounter they both dressed and had breakfast with Asifa dutifully serving her husband breakfast. There was a knock on the door and Asifa ran into the bathroom in fear of being caught by someone while she wore a saree.

A woman came to do some housekeeping by changing the bedsheets and pillows. Salman silently retrieved her phone from a secured place which was recording all events since morning. He placed it in his pocket. Asifa came out once the housekeeper left the room.

“Asifa, I have some important work to do. You can either stay in the room or take a stroll but remember to put on a abaya and hijab when you go out. I wouldn’t want other men to get tempted seeing your lovely hair and body” Salman teased.

“Where are you going?” Asifa asked suspiciously. Salman laughed out loud.

“Great, now you are behaving just like a wife should. Ask the husband a 100 questions when going out. You seem to be getting into the groove. But a man has a 100 things to do in the outside world and you my dear wife need not bother your pretty little head over it” teased Salman as Asifa’s face turned red due to anger.

“Enjoy your solitude as once I come back I don’t think I can keep my hands off you. But beware if I catch you in male clothes in the interim the consequences will be grave. I shall inform the reception and you will receive a courtesy visit for every hour. So you cannot reveal yourself unless you choose to embarrass yourself” Salman warned and left in high spirits.

Everything seemed to be going as per plan and Salman was confident he would be able to execute it till the end.

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Salman for the first time in his life entered a mosque wearing a salwar kameez (male version) and skull cap. He felt a strong sense of pride as he did so. After offering the namaz he went to the Imam’s room and waited for the Imam nervously.

After some time Imam Sherazi entered the room. He was surprised on seeing Salman as he couldn’t believe the young man sitting in front of him was actually a woman.

Salman told the imam in detail about his childhood and how he always felt like a boy and never had any feelings of a girl. He also lied about ‘Asifa’ that she was his mirror image wherein she always felt like a girl.

To prove the point she showed him the video of their sexual encounter that morning wherein ‘Asifa’ was being willingly penetrated on ‘Salman’ with a dildo and also how Asifa was reacting like a woman instead of a man. Imam Sherazi was surprised and didn’t know what to say.

“So what do you want from me?” he asked a bit perplexed.

“Sherazi saab, we both are tired of living a dual life wherein we live our real lives within the 4 walls of the bedroom while we spend the rest of our lives acting out our lives. We are tired of this. We want to live like any normal couple. I want to love her, protect her and look after her while she too was me to love me, honour me and obey me. If we get a chance to live our preferred genders then we shall have children via surrogacy and I can be the responsible father and she can be the loving mother” explained Salman reflecting his pain in his voice. Imam Sherazi listened silently.

“We both are religiously committed and regularly and regularly offer the nafl prayers. We follow every tenet of Islam but we know that Islam forbids men to imitate women and women to imitate men. In fact it emphatically forbids that. So if we cross-dress then we are committing haram whereas if we do not then we not living a false life. I believe the Quran and Shariah have an answer to each and every problem in our lives. So if you can show us a way with your vast knowledge and give us a solution within the purview of Islam then we both shall be ever grateful to you” pleaded Salman. The Imam was a bit moved by his sincerity.

Unlike public perception of all mullahs and imams being regressive this imam was a progressive person and kind-hearted too. He was engrossed in deep thought while Salman looked on anxiously as beads of sweats started rolling his forehead.

"Your transgender is an illness with a cure, and Islam does not forbid the sick seeking a cure for their illness." said the Imam much to Salman’s relief. The Imam had been to many countries in the middle east including Iran and knew how in Iran, which was supposedly one of the most conservative Islamic countries, transgender people were allowed to legally change their gender.

“Bring him……I mean your partner to me tomorrow and I shall think of a solution to your problems” assured Imam Sherazi. Salman was absolutely thrilled and thanked the Imam profusely.

“But Sherazi saab, we have a small problem. Though Asifa loves to be a woman she is afraid to take the step due to societal stigma and how her family would react. She needs some prodding to step across the finish line” said Salman.

“Can you threaten her that if she is not a transgender and has only cross-dressed due to whatever reason then you shall issue a Fatwa to have her stoned? If she can be intimidated then she will take the final step” pleaded Salman to which Sherazi agreed as he knew it was more difficult for a family to accept a male-to-female than a female-to-male transgender.

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Salman returned to the suite in high spirits. He saw his ‘wife’ still in her saree and kissed her happily but didn’t say where he had been.

“It’s a surprise, you will know tomorrow” he said with an ear to ear grin which made Asifa more nervous. Salman forced his wife to accompany him to Chandni chowk for eating some kachoris and gol gappa as well as bought several gifts for her like bangles, perfumes, handbag, clothes etc.

That night once again Salman and Asifa performed their sexual roles.

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The next morning they both got ready and went to visit the qutub minar. They took several pictures. As per the plan a gang of around five Muslim men surrounded them and recognized them as a cross-dressed couple. They caught them and took them to the grand mosque.

They told them that cross-dressing was prohibited in Islam and as per shariah they would be stoned to that once the Imam confirms that.

“How can a man ever dress as a woman? You have bought shame to Islam and we will not tolerate anyone bringing shame to Islam” the men threatened. Asifa felt intimated as the crowd was now well over 25-30 that seemed to be baying for their blood.

“No we are not cross-dressing. We are transgender couple so we are dressed as per our soul. Though she is a physically male she is mentally a woman and I am mentally a man” said Salman as Asifa looked in horror.

They left them both together for some time as the Imam was about to come.

“What did you say I am a transgender person” Asifa almost screamed.

“Shut up you bitch. If I wouldn’t say this they will first castrate you and then bleed you to death while I will be raped before being stoned to death. I heard someone say that we will be spared if we are transgender. Didn’t you read about what the Pakistani mullahs had decided recently? That a feminine looking man and masculine looking male can be considered as woman and man respectively and get married. The only way we can be excused from certain death is if we accept that we are both transgendered persons” Salman said curtly. Asifa couldn’t believe what she just heard.

Just then the Imam entered the room with five people who had sticks and rods in their hands.

“So are you both the crossdressers? Don’t you know that its haram in Islam for men to imitate women and women to imitate men” the Imam’s voice thundered.

“Sherazi saab, why do you even bother talking to these haraami’s? Let us finish them” the men demanded.

“Sir, we are not crossdressers. We are both transgendered. I am a female-to-male transgender while she is a male-to-female transgender. I heard an ullema say being transgender is a disease and not a sin which can be cured” said Salman as planned.

“How can I believe you? You may be lying to escape being killed” questioned Sherazi.

Salman hesitated slightly and then showed Sherazi the video he had shot of their first night where Asifa had willingly allowed Salman to take her virginity. The video clearly showed how Asifa had an orgasm and loved being made love by her ‘husband’. Next Salman showed how Asifa served breakfast to her husband just like any wife. There were also several photos of the duo while shopping at Chandni Chowk.

Sherazi observed it thoroughly and asked Asifa “Is this true? Are you a transgendered woman or lying to escape from us”.

“It…….its………its…..true…………I….I am a transgendered woman and consider Salman as my husband” Asifa could hardly complete the sentence.

“Do you know how much you are surrendering to become a woman?” he asked. Asifa nodded in difficulty.

"She does not see it as surrendering Sir," Salman said, "But correcting a mistake."

“Hmmmmm then you both have only two options in front of you. Firstly accept you are transgendered in the name of God. Option two, face death for lying” Asifa felt a shiver down her spine. She was caught between the devil and the deep sea.

“Are you prepared to swear that you are a woman in the eyes of God upon the Quran?” he asked Asifa. “And are you prepared to swear that you are a man in the eyes of God upon the Quran?”.

“Yes I am” Salman said calmly as Asifa looked at him absolute shock and horror.

“What about you? Even if you disagree you have lost all rights of being a man once you were penetrated. If you will not then you need to face the law of Shariah” threatened Sherazi. Asifa had no other option but to agree.

"Then do so," He said, handing her his Koran. Holding the book Asifa called on God to witness her oath and then swore upon the holy book that she was a woman.

"Now that you have taken your oath you are a now woman in the eyes of God Asifa," Imam Sherazi formally told her before he began to speak about the role and duties of a woman in Islam. Although women in India have probably more freedom than any Islamic country Imam Sherazi was follower of Salafi sect and as he spoke it was clear from his words that he expected Asifa to lead her life in keeping with such practice.

"As of this day Asifa you have become a woman, duty bound by God to both publicly and privately lead your life according to the words of the Prophet Muhammed may peace be upon him." Asifa was too shocked to utter a word.

“Will you?” he raised his voice as he asked again. Salman slowly nudged her.

"I will Sir," Asifa said as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"I believe you will," he said with a smile.
Taking his time Imam Sherazi again reiterated what the Koran said about her place in God's eyes before asking formally if she accepted the various obligations demanded of by God to live as good a Muslim woman. Asifa nodded with great difficulty.

Next it was Salman’s turn and he was similarly made to swear by the holy Quran that he was a man. Sherazi explained him all the duties and responsibilities of a man.

Finally he signed a fatwa wherein it was declared that Salman was by all purposes a man and Asifa was for all purposes a woman. Salman was delirious with happiness while Asifa fainted in shock.
Imam Sherazi’s house was within the mosque premises. Asifa was resting in the bedroom and tended to by his wife while the Imam and Salman were seated in another room.

“Salman, are you happy that you achieved your goal?” he asked Salman.

“Yes Sir, I am” Salman said with a broad smile.

“Are you happy to cheat Asifa into becoming a woman?” he asked sending a chill down Salman’s spine. The Imam laughed.

“Do you really think I believed your story that Asif was transgendered? My hair hasn’t become grey due to the sun” he pointed.

“Then……….then why did…………did you let this happen?” he asked still in fright

“Well, by hook or crook you made love to her like a man and she let you do it. He lost all rights as a man at that moment. So I decided to make him a woman” he reasoned. Salman apologised profusely for lying.

Just then Sherazi’s wife informed them about Asifa gaining her consciousness. Salman went to the room. Asifa started throwing things at him blaming him for the mess. She came to hit Salman but Salman with his superior strength once again easily overpowered her and threw her on the bed.

“Look Asifa, you are no longer a man but woman and a woman needs to know her place. If you insist on claiming to be a man then you are turning away from your word you gave to God swearing on the Quran which means you have committed apostasy. As you know Islam does not tolerate Apostates. So gather yourself and commit to live your life as a good Muslim woman” Salman said. Asifa buried her face between her legs and cried. Salman let her do it so that all the bitterness will be out of her system. A few minute later he sat beside her and put his arm around her shoulder assuring her.

“This was unexpected as even I wanted to just cross-dress for a week, but things turned out this way. But believe me, if we support each other through thick and thin we can cross this unscathed” he consoled her.

“But……….but…….I am a man. Not a woman” said Asifa.

“No dear, you were a man, and now you are a woman. Just because you have a cyst between your legs and a flat chest doesn’t make you a man. A woman can have it too. You are Asifa, a woman, in the eyes of God and hence shall be treated as a woman and shall have only the rights of woman” explained Salman.

“You are a devout Muslim and I am sure you wouldn’t want to face the wrath of God by going back on your word. You will burn in eternal hell” Salma hit Asifa where it would have impact. Asifa knew she cannot go back on her promise and felt like she had sunk into a deep black hole.

“Now put your abaya and niqab and come outside. The Imam wants to speak to us” he prodded and helped Asifa outside.

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“Now that Salman you are a man and Asifa you are a woman your previous marriage will be nullified as it was between Salma and Asif. Hence I decree that your marriage is annulled the moment you both swore by your new genders in the name of God as a woman cannot be a husband and man cannot be a wife in a marriage” informed Sherazi. Salman too was surprised along with Asifa.

“Which means that you both will need to remarry in your proper roles” he added much to the delight of Salman and misery of Asifa. “The nikaah will be held tomorrow morning so that you both can embark on your new journey together”.

Asifa just looked in dismay as to how her life just got destroyed in a matter as 2 days.

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The rest of the day was spent in Sherazi’s wife and daughters-in-law getting Asifa ready for the nikaah by applying mehendi on her hands. For the first time in her life Asifa entered a ladies parlour and had a good scrub and facial done. Hair extensions were added and styled into beautiful curls using rollers. Asifa also had her ears and nose pierced which made her eyes well, though out of humiliation than pain. At the end when Asifa looked at herself in the mirror she hardly found any traces of Asif.

That night while Salman offred his prayers with the men in the main mosque Asifa offered the prayers with the womenfolk in Sherazi’s house. Sherazi’s wife led the prayers with Asifa and the other women wearing abaya’s and hijab.

The next morning there was a simple nikaah ceremony with both the bride and groom giving their 3 ‘Qubool Hai’ and formally signing the nikaahnama with salman offering a handsome Mehr to his bride.

During all this chaos Salman and Asifa would speak to their family on phone as Salma and Asif. Salman had decided to keep it themselves for the time being and Asifa had no choice but to follow her husband’s decision.

That evening they visited the Taj Mahal in Agra and then took leave to Kulu Manali as per their plan. Sherazi promised Salman that he would do the favour that Salman had asked him to do.

After spending 3 days in Kulu Manali in which Asifa spent most of the time in a Niqab on fear of being recognized finally it was time to go back.

Salman informed that they would be going directly to Bangalore instead of Hyderabad as Salman had decided to change a few things.

“I have asked Bobby to look for a new apartment for us as we cannot live in your old apartment unless youcan want to risk being identified in your current avatar. You can inform your landlord that your cousin ‘Salman’ shall come and pick your things and the balance payment of the advance amount can be transferred to Salman’s account. You also need to resign from your job as I don’t think you want to work there as Asifa. Even if you want I wouldn’t want my woman to work. You can be a housewife looking after me and our children in the future. These were anyways your ideals too as you also believed the same when you were a man” Salman spelt out his plan in detail. Asifa looked in wonder as to how Salman had taken to being a man like a fish takes to be in water. Salman quickly seized control of the situation, assessed it and found able solutions.

Asifa did as asked wherein he called his manager and said due to personal reasons he has to quit with immediate effect and also informed the landlord about vacating his house. Next she called her parents and in-laws and informed them about the change in journey plans due to an urgent problem.

The long return journey was similar to the onward journey wherein the wife wore the abaya and niqab while the husband wore a normal jeans and t-shirt. Although Salman had conversations with his fellow passengers Asifa refused to utter a word in fear of being recognized.

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Bobby picked the couple from the airport. Though she knew what had happened she was still not able to believe that the couple in front of her were actually cross-dressed. They went straight to the couple’s new house. It was a 2 BHK terraced apartment.

The next morning Asifa had to wake up early get ready and cook breakfast before her husband got up. Salman got up and had breakfast and left in a hurry as it was the first day of job in Bangalore Office. He spoke to the HR about his gender transition plans and luckily the company did not discriminate against transgender. Since it was a new office everyone thought Salman was always a man.

Salman loved every moment of his new life. After a good start to his new job he left home in the evening. As he knocked the door Asifa opened the door. She was looking as fresh as a daisy wearing a white saree and blouse (on Bobby’s instructions who had given a whole lot of instructions on how to behave and what to do. Salman lost all his fatigue on seeing his wife welcome him. He took the packet from his bag revealing jasmine flowers. He went and placed the flowers in her hair and wrapped his hands around her waist and kissed her neck. He had already realized the weak spots in his wife. She would get weak on her knees when kissed on the neck or belly.

Over the next month they spent like any newly married couple. Salman could hardly get his hands off his wife when they were together. Although Asifa was supposed to dress demurely outside the house in the bedroom Salman had her wear skimpy baby doll nighties and silk camisoles.

One day they several documents. Salman and Asifa opened them andfound that they contained their marriage certificate, new birth certificates as well as passports with their current names and status. Asifa was shocked but salman knew that Sherazi had used his clout in the Muslim Personal Law Board and got these issued. Now Asifa was legally and socially a woman, daughter and wife. Salman was quickly but surely closing every door tracing back to Asif.

The following weekend was the last nail in the coffin for Asifa. Sherazi flew down to Hyderabad and met both Salman and Asifa’s parents house and told them about their Islamic gender change. While Shakeel was happy he got a male heir Nisar was furious and refused to accept it. After a lot of deliberations and discussions it was decided that the first male child of Salman and Asifa would be raised as Nisar’s heir and carry that family name. With that Nisar cooled down although still feeling hard to believe he had lost his only son.

Sajida was distraught as she lost her son who was her pride. On the other hand Hasina hated Asifa as she felt somehow it was because of Asifa that she lost her beautiful daughter.

The moment Nisar saw Asifa enter dressed as a woman he jumped to attack her but was restrained and severely warned by Sherazi to not harm Asifa as she was his daughter too as he had acted as her father during their nikaah. He made it clear that even a tiny scratch on Asifa would have serious implications and repercussions. Nisar was forced to back off but with that day he stopped speaking to his, now, daughter.

The next day was the walima and Shakeel arranged it in a grand style to show his happiness. With that there was also a Rukhsati and this time Sajida had to send her ‘daughter’ to Hasina’s house.

The following day Hasina was forced to accompany her ‘son’ and ‘daughter-in-law’ to the doctor. After an initial chit-chat the doctor informed them that starting that day the couple would have their disease cured. They both received their first shots of hormones.

They frequently visited the doctors and sometime the visit would result in them overstaying for a couple of days.

On one visit they had their vocal chords changed to suit their current gender. On another visit Asifa had full body electrolysis to remove her unwanted hair. Then they had their facial structures changed and finally the sexual reassignment surgery.

Asifa by now had mentally lost the will to fight and learnt the ropes of girlhood from her sisters and sisters-in-law. Within no time she was proffiecient in all her duties which slowly made hasina accept her whole-heartedly.

Salman was a contented man now. He had everything he wanted. The couple was now planning to have children through surrogacy as they had frozen their sperm and eggs before the surgery.

All’s well end’s well.

THE END.