THIS IS HOW IT STARTED
I was feeling frustrated with this busy life and badly needed a break. So one day I thought of speaking it with my wife and see if she has any Ideas to offer. So after returning home from my shop late evening I asked my wife has she got any solutions to this problem. She said ok from tomorrow I will look after the shop and you can will stay at home and do what I have been doing. I was thankful to her I knew it would atleast help me for now. Then our exchanged our duties she started doing mine and I did the household duties. This continued in a normal way for a month. One night my wife told me since you love doing the household duties why don't you do it being a proper housewife. I asked what you want to say, I didn't get it properly. Why don't you dress like a housewife it should not be a problem. I was bit hesitant at first but again I thought there nothing wrong with it and maybe I will enjoy even more. So I said ok. She told me to get myself clean before I got to sleep. I went to the bathroom clean shaved my body. She gave me her night dress to wear I was feeling a lot light my whole body was lot smooth.
When we woke up in the morning she help me wear her saree and blouse and did my makeup and than the jewelries and after that we had the breakfast together which was prepared my me and she left. It was first time so I was feeling a bit uncomfortable but I was enjoying it very much. I had to adjust very much working with a saree was not easy at all. But I knew with time everything will be normal. The whole day I was admiring myself how different and beautiful I looked in a female attire. Days passed by and both of us were happy in our new roles. My wife too started behaving as if am I her female friend. This was totally different from what I had thought and I really enjoyed it. I never wanted to be a male again now I knew why I was so unhappy with my life before. I almost used to spend hours looking at the mirror admiring myself, I knew something was still incomplete then I noticed it was the nosering that went missing. I searched and found one. My wife was surprised when she saw me wearing a nosering. She said why don't you wear a real one, I said yes I will but first I want to confess something. I said " though it might sound wired to you I have really loved being a female for all these days and now I don't want to return back again I am very much happy with this life. I am ready to accept you as my husband and give you all respect a husband deserves and never disappoint you. Being a female you have handled our house very well like a man. So, I want to accept me as your wife". After hearing this she hugged me and kissed me I felt very lucky to have someone who can understand you very well.
In night we discussed how to plan the wedding, she said she will invite some of her friends who knew about our lifestyles. The next morning we went to the market to buys clothes for both of us. It was for the first time I was out dressed in this manner I was feeling a bit uncomfortable but on the other hand it was good cause soon I had to get in the public like this and it was a learning experience. After that we went to the parlor did the facial, body massage and I too got my nose pierced. On the way to returning home we invited some of her friend for the wedding tomorrow. It was simple wedding not too much of guests. I felt excited the whole night.
I woke up in the morning prepared the hall for the "Pheras ceremony". By that time the guests arrived it was time for me to be prepared as the bride and they were here to help me. We went inside the room I changed my dress a wore the wedding outfit. So I sat infront of the mirror and left it for the women to do it. They went on with their work first the makeup and the jewellery. I was wearing all the Jewellery a bride wears bangles, necklace, earrings, nosering, anklets everything. The most I liked was bangles and the nosering. Sound of the bangles brought spring into my life. The nosering was beautiful too the chain with beads was caressing my cheeks and the little pearl was touching my red lips. Every women wants too look beautiful on her wedding day and so was I looking. I felt blessed it indeed was the best day of my life so far. They placed a veil over my face which was matching my wedding outfit. Now I was ready as bride and the women escorted me to the hall where pheras were to taken.
My husband was already there wearing a nice suit. I sat beside him and the priest started chanting the mantras. My husband tied the mangalsutra and put vermilion on my head I had been waiting for this moment, everybody clapped I bowed down his feet for the blessings. After the ceremony was over it was time for the party songs and dance. Everybody was enjoying I too was enjoying but a bit of nervousness was there. After the party was over few started leaving and I was led to our beautifully decorated room. I sat on the bed, my face covered with a veil waiting for my husband to arrive it was the best of the feelings.
After few minutes my husband was there my heart was throbbing. He came near and lifted my veil, I was blushing like a bride. He praised me, complimented me how beautiful I was looking. I was very happy to hear that. It was like a dream come true for me. After expressing few words and we slept.
When I opened my eyes it was morning already, I rushed to the kitchen so my husband wouldn't be late for work. But I was surprised when he told I have planned for a honeymoon and get yourself ready. I couldn't believe all that was happening quickly.
Together we left for our honeymoon it was a nice place and more nice was the lovemaking we had. It was fantastic for the first time I experienced how it feels to be a women. After honeymoon we got back to our normal lives she started going to our shop and I was busy doing the household duties.
My husband has instructed me to only wear sarees in the house and most of the jeweleries and I have to cover my head with the one end of the saree like a typical housewife. Both of us are happy this way and ours lives has been fantastic...
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