Anjali Crossdressing Stories

As me and my mom were talking, my dad stopped the car to have dinner. He got out of the car. I decided to get out, I forget I was in a saree. It was so natural and I wasn't feeling uncomfortable.  Mom - Shivani, where do you think you are going?  Me - to have lunch.  Mom - look outside, there are no ladies out there. Its just two of us. Your dad will bring the food to us.  Dad brought the lunch to us, after having it. Our journey started. On the way I fell asleep. Then I heard my mom waking me up, but she used female pronounces, its different. We reached home.  Mom opened the door and we walked in, while dad was taking out the bags.  Mom - shivani, your room is not clean, so take a bath in my room, I will bring clothes.  I nodded my head and went to her room.  Rekha was just looking at her son. The way he walked. His beautiful long hair, she wanted to braid it everyday and wanted to pin flowers in it and he was so elegant in the saree. The way he walked and behaved, she liked it ve

 Because of the lock down, I couldn't go to my home and I am stuck here in sarees.  It's been almost 18 months, so has changed. I couldn't even imagine I stopped watching sports. My aunt always watches serials, so I have to watch serials as well. Now my braid is literally to my hips and I couldn't remember the day I wasn't wearing flowers. I did removed breast forms few times with the solvent.       Finally the lock down was over. I wanted to go home. I don't know whether my behaviour is like a man or a woman.  I was waiting for my parents to come. So one day early in the morning, I went to the bath. When I came out, I saw a silk saree and other required accessories for it. So just like any other day, I neatly made the pleats and pinned the pallu on my left shoulder. I wore a necklace and earring which were in the bed and a golden bangles for each hand. I neatly braided my long hair and pinned the flowers in it . After getting ready, I came out of my room and I

 Next day is no different, only change is I wore less jewellery. Aunt always made sure I was behaving like a lady, covering my breasts, handling pallu, told me to bend my knees,  not by back while picking up something.  It continued for weeks. I spoke to my parents but didn't tell them about my new clothes. Now every morning, I have to take a bath and wore a half saree by myself. Apply little make and should wear matching jewellery. Then I would help my aunt in kitchen and after breakfast. She would braid my hair and pin flowers in it.  As months passed, my aunt stopped added extension, now my hair is till my waist. So its long enough to wear a braid. Still occasionally my aunt will add extensions, making my braid to touch my knees.  Buy next Month, I started to braid my hair on my own. I have to get ready and braid my hair, then I should go to my aunt and she will pin flowers in it.  My aunt taught me different hair styles also. So one day, aunt handed me a basket  Aunt - Shivani,

 I have stayed for 2 months here and I have decided to go home. Just then the world has struck by a Carona. So I have to stay even longer. My aunt started to become normal. But sometimes she becomes emotional. So one day I noticed my aunt in tears in her room. She was holding a half saree. I sat beside her trying to console.  Aunt - I made this half saree for my daughter. She looked so beautiful in it. She really liked this half saree.  I was listening to her and said  Me - no wonder, your daughter liked this half saree. Its so beautiful, even I wanted to wear it.  Even though I said it, I didn't actually wanted to wear it. Aunt looked at me for a moment and took my hands  Aunt - Shiva, could you be my daughter till you are here with me?  I don't know what to say. She is already in tears. So I said yes. She smiled and said  Aunt - now take a bath and I will arrange all the necessary things.  I just nodded my head and started to go to the bathroom. My aunt then stopped me and as

 I am shiva narayanan. I just completed my engineering and had to look for a job. Just we were struck with a bad news. My aunt, Rupa's daughter passed away in an accident. My aunt's husband dies few years ago and now this. Its too much for her to handle. Me, my mom, Rekha and my dad, Arun Narayanan stayed there. On the day we would leave, my mom asked me to stay with my aunt for few days. I too agreed. I like my aunt a lot, she is so loving and caring, seeing her with tears, I couldn't handle it.  Recently I had to break up with my girlfriend, Neha. She says I am too macho. I don't see any wrong in being macho. But the break up hurt me bad, me and my girlfriend had been together for 4 years.  So after I agreed to stay with my aunt. I never wanted her to feel alone. So I tried to help her in household works, which I never did. My aunt slowly started to talk and started to teach me cooking.  I know I have to stay more than few days, but I didn't bring enough clothes.

 I don't know where to start. OK, I am Radhakrishna. I am married to a beautiful woman named krishnaveni 5 years ago. We both are software engineers and she is in higher position and she is little dominant too.  So one day while we are looking at my photos. Krishnaveni saw a photo, in the photo i was dressed in a silk saree, I wore it in a college drama. Since my mom doesn't have any daughters. She took the opportunity to dress me up as a beautiful girl. My mom bought a silk saree and had the blouse stitched to my measurements. She bought few jewellery too and a costly wig as well.  Krishnaveni - I have to say, you are really beautiful in this photo  Me - thank you  Krishnaveni - do you know, how to drape it?  Me - yeah  Krishnaveni - can you wear a saree now for me please?  Me - no  Krishnaveni - if you wear a saree now, we can sex right now.  Me and Krishnaveni didn't had lot of sex. I wanted to have sex but she doesn't. So I agree go wear it and it's my biggest m