After my 40th birthday, I finally had enough savings to fund my transition. Over the next couple of years, my body began to change dramatically. By the time I turned 42, I had fully transformed into a woman. I was thrilled to see my new body—my breasts had developed nicely, I had a beautiful, dark brown vagina, and my curves felt amazing. It was like living in a dream!
Feeling empowered and liberated, I decided it was time to leave my old life behind and start fresh. I moved to a small village in Madhya Pradesh, where nobody knew me, and bought a piece of land with a simple but cozy house. I enjoyed working on my garden and exploring the peaceful surroundings of the village. However, the house had one inconvenient feature—the bathroom was located outside, and the door didn't close all the way, leaving a gap at the bottom. This became a challenge for my daily routine.
You see, I had to wake up very early, around 5:30 AM, to use the toilet and bathe before the sun came up. The reason for this early start was that after sunrise, the villagers would begin their day, heading out to work in the fields and going about their daily chores. Since the bathroom was outside, I was worried that if I bathed later in the day, I might be seen wearing just a towel while walking back to the house. So I learned to appreciate the quiet, dark mornings, when the only companions I had were the crickets and the occasional hooting owl.
Despite this minor inconvenience, I loved my new life in the village. After my morning routine, I would get dressed and say my prayers. Then I'd spend some time tending to my vegetable garden, watching the sun slowly rise over the fields. The rest of my day was filled with simple pleasures—a walk by the lake, reading in the shade, and watching the stars come out at night. It was a quiet, uncomplicated existence, and I thought this would be my life forever. Little did I know that fate was about to shake things up...
At first, village life was a little challenging. As a newcomer in the village, I found it a bit challenging at first. People were distant, and I didn't know anyone. Being an introvert, I didn't feel the need to socialize much, so I mostly stayed to myself. However, during my evening walks, I would greet my neighbors, a married couple who lived nearby.
Over time, I got to know them better. The wife's name was Rani, and the husband's name was Suresh. Rani would sometimes join me for short strolls in the evening. She was an open, direct woman with no filters, saying exactly what was on her mind. I chalked it up to her upbringing in the village. Rani would share with me her husband's struggles with a disease that weakened his bones, forcing him to drink a lot of milk every day. Despite the challenges, they managed their household, with Suresh doing odd jobs whenever he could and Rani working in the farm fields to make ends meet. She had also shared with me that she was unable to have children due to infertility. Their story was filled with difficulties, yet they carried on with resilience.
I grew comfortable enough with Rani to share my own story with her. I kept my financial details private but told her about my past as a man and how I had transitioned into the woman I am today. Her reaction was typically straightforward—"You're so beautiful and so womanly now," she said, her eyes wide with genuine surprise. "I would never have guessed you were a man before! You have such a full, curvy body. If I were a man, I would fuck you all night, every day!" she blurted out once, her words as crude as they were shocking. I was taken aback but brushed it off as a colorful compliment from an unfiltered woman and let it go.
As our friendship grew, Rani would spend more leisurely time at my house. Sometimes she'd come over early to help me with breakfast after collecting milk for Suresh. Occasionally, I'd take my lunch to her house if she was busy with farm work, or I'd even cook for her and Suresh and drop the food off at their place. Rani would always praise my cooking, saying Suresh loved it too, though I had never met him. Life had settled into a pleasant rhythm, and I felt blessed to have Rani's friendship as part of my simple village life. But things were about to take a different turn...