Erotica The Big Fat Two-State Wedding
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Chapter 17
Bobby O.T :
The lights focussed on Debojit, but he could see only blurred images.
Image of a lady surgeon with a smirk under her mask!
Images of several other masked faces looking closely at him and his parts.
"Strip him off!" Dr Gupta cooed.
The gown was shoved away in a moment leaving the bong man all naked with his small dick in its absolute shrunk position, a very small meager diet and excess of testosterone had made sure that not enough blood flowed on to his balls and therefore the dick resembled an earthworm at the moment!
A naked terrified Debojit shivered at the sight of Dr Gupta gazing deep into his eyes and he was also aware of the people around him who had notepads on their hands. Overall, he was full of panic and fear and it amplified a bit more when he noticed something kept on the table besides him.
Five colored Injections!
"Ladies and gentleman, today we shall know the importance of these injections. Each for a perticular body part of the subject that will help him turn into a Bobby!'
Debojit wanted to run! But he felt weak and timid. His body wanted to lie down and just breathe, but his mind was horrified already on his own plight.
"You mean to say that once it is injected into the perticular body part, there will be some sprouting?" A junior surgeon cooed.
"Precisely! let's begin" Dr Gupta cooed and began leacturing ahead with actual demonstrations...
The Blue Injection -
"This injection is specifically for the neck area! It makes the neck slender and smoother! and will soon start getting thinner in a slow pace once it accepts this blue fluid!"
Debojit widened his eyes when the blue fluid was injected into his neck and although it didn't hurt at all, he felt a funny feeling throughout his neck and once it was injected, Dr Gupta cooed again...
"Make sure it is not more than 3 ml! now let's move to the 2nd one.."
The Yellow Injection -
"Mr Bhattacharya, be ready for your chest to blossom into some beautiful breasts! fresh ripe mangoes coming on the way!"
Dr Gupta cooed and injected the yellow one precisely into Debojit's upper chest area which made him shiver, but the words inside his head made him shiver even more....
"BBB...BBreeasstsss?? uhhh nooo.........!"
"This liquid is injected to a whole 4 ml because it varies and our subject here has been requested to have round ripe ones!"
Dr Gupta spoke shamelessly and Debojit's ears begged for further mercy from the words, but he felt a slight chest ache and it made him stop and close his eyes in a slight minor pain.
After the injection was taken away, Dr Gupta applied some cotton dipped oil on the area and then cooed into Debojit's ears quick enough for the others to suspect anything...
"Wait till you sprout out some delicious mangoes in there hehe!"
Debojit clenched his fist, but this gesture was overlooked by everyone inside the room, including Dr Gupta.
"Okay then, now we move on to the next one...umm yes the purple one!"
The Purple Injection -
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is made specially for the hips! It shall be inserted equally on either hip and that too very softly! Just like this.."
Debojit wide eyed and felt his heartbeats pace up when Dr Gupta applied the purple injection into his either hip. His hips wiggled for a brief amount of time and then stabled up again.
"Okay, now we have two more remaining! These two injections are for two very delicate areas! Can anyone guess the two areas?"
Debojit's heart was now beating up with the pace of a steam engine and he cooed in his mind...
"O bhogoban, now what's next??"
The junior doctors discussed amongst each other and finally one of then pouted...
"Ma'am, I am guessing the two places to be the Buttocks and the ummm Groin area?"
"Absolutely correct! Very good"
Debojit's soul shivered and his body began to sweat despite being in an AC room. His fists clenched and his toes wiggling. He wished he had the energy to simply run away, but he just couldn't! His body was feeble and his senses were not totally active.
"Please help him turn around! We shall first focus on his buttocks!"
Debojit felt a thunder enter his body when the ward men made him shift to a side, exposing his fair hairless buttocks to all and sundry. Dr Gupta mischievously got near his spine and applied something wet on one of the buttocks and then to the other cheek too, while pouting into his ear...
"We shall make it just the perfect round one for you sweetie!"
With a smirk, Dr Gupta pouted...."Kindly note how much to insert into each buttcheek!"
Dr Gupta inserted the Orange injection into each buttcheek, making Debojit squirm slightly and to his horror he felt his cheeks recieving the liquid into them. His body shivered when Dr Gupta was done!
The buttocks felt as if they were placed above a firey hot pan for Debojit and he shivered and stirred a bit, while Dr Gupta and her junior doctors waited for him to settle before she could proceed.
"Ma'am, will the injections show results immediately? I mean...umm will the sprouting begin right away?" A junior pouted out of curiosity.
"Well, within a few minutes, we shall see an amateur sprouts from his specefic places and to arrive to that very conclusion, we shall now focus on this last remaining injection!"
Debojit opened his eyes in absolute shock.....no...
The Biggest Shock till now!
"Oh no.....not my jewels!!! No........nooo.." His mind cooed in terror!
Dr Gupta gestured the wardmen to turn him back to his previous lying down position and now the spotlights focussed on his precious jewels atlast.
"Hmmmmm, so you see now we will turn to our last and the most crucial serum! The Red one!"
Debojit shivered like someone thrown out to bear a cold dark winter all naked. He ran a thick droplet of sweat down his forehead when his tiny dick was held by Dr Gupta as she studied something in her mind and then cooed to her juniors...
"Today you shall witness the inward shrinking of this whole live penis and the testes and that too with the help of this simple serum!"
Debojit felt his whole body undergo tiny waves within and therefore, he couldn't gather the courage to rush out of the bed anyhow, while he again stirred when he felt a very wet cotton being applied on his pubic area, precisely above his dick and just then, a sharp needle went through very calmly.
Debojit clenched his palm once more and then sighed when the injection was done with its job!
"Finally we are done with the serum injections! Now we shall wait and witness the premature sprouts from his body parts and see how they replace the original parts of the body slowly!"
A silence of horror surrounded Debojit as he shivered with fright and tension. The words from Dr Gupta could be clearly heard and he knew his world was already doomed, but a final burning sensation yet awaited him and after some more moments of a subtle tensive silence, a series of ache surrounded whole of Debojit's naked body!
"Uh..aaah....wwhaaatss...haapppennning...ttt...ttoo mmmeeee??"
Dr Gupta tapped her heel to witness the results of her serums alongside with her juniors who witnessed with wide eyes. For them this was a sheer miracle of science to witness a live transformation of a man into a woman.
"Oh...look at that our there!" A junior cooed.
"Indeed...there is a movement on his chest!" Another pouted.
"His penis is....oh my! Shrinking inside...?" One more had to blink again to observe closer.
"And now the just results!" Dr Gupta cooed softly.
Debojit groaned and gasped when he felt a couple of things happening simultaneously...
His chest bulging up a bit and softening into a small ball like structure!
His hips widening with some more fatty cells and that too in a protruded outer direction, making his waist appear smaller in comparison!
His neck squeezing slightly inwards as if strangled by a hand!
His buttocks gaining more mass and slightly ballooning up as if a balloon was being slightly more inflated!
However the most shocking change appeared on his jewels!
"N..noooo NOOOOO UHHHHH AAAH!!!" Debojit whined and groaned with a tiny pain when he horrifyingly witness his dick and balls shrinking almost into his pubic area, deep inside and it was as if he had kept his jewels on a quicksand. His clammy palms grasped the either side of the bed and mauled the handles firmly as he noticed his jewels shrink inside to the point that the balls disappeared deep within and in exchange tiny flappy skin pores emerged around on the pubic area and on the other hand, the penis shrunk to the point that it now resembled a fresh budding new clitoris!
A Clitoris! Debojit realised in sheer horror!
The sight alone made Debojit's head spin and he fainted immediately into a deep unconscious sleep, while his premature sprouts settled atlast.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is nothing new. A pre-Bobby is likely to go through these series of shock and so, we shall now leave our subject alone and I hope you all have taken down the notes of the various serums used on the specific body parts. I wish you all the very best for your respective Bobby operations in the future!"
The juniors were satisfied and congratulated Dr Gupta for the live operation of the Bobby and in the meantime Debojit was allowed to sleep for sometime with the spotlights shutting one by one.
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Reema aunty's studio :
"Are we done for the day? I need a break for sure!" Reema aunty grabbed a cup of coffee and sat on her chair watching the last lady go out after her shoot. Somehow, she wasn't satisfied. Her first priority was the heartthrob Daksh Kulkarni, who was in search of an Eastern beauty, so it meant that someone from the East could only entice him into marriage.
"Looks like we are indeed in dearth of females.... Anyways.......I ......." Reema aunty stopped and noticed the studio door open from afar and two people step inside!
"Naina! someone has entered the studio, please attend them!" Reema cooed and sipped her coffee.
Naina, the P.A of Reema smiled when she saw a younger dazzling beauty with an older mature company. She was none other than Pallavi who was clad in a beautiful saree and had minimal makeup, while Promila wore a normal cream colored saree and a white blouse. Being a widow, she was still obedient of certain rules and yet she had a glow to her.
"Yes?" Naina cooed.
"Umm...Is Miss Reema Saigal here?" Promila cooed softly.
"Yes, is it regarding...." Naina was guessing the answer and was immediately convinced when Promila pouted....
"Yes, this is regarding my daughter Pallavi!"
Pallavi felt a rush of some sort inside her body when her once mother-in-law introduced her as her daughter! She was amazed at how big a heart Promila had.
"Oh nice! please come with me!"
Promila and Pallavi followed Naina all the way to Reema aunty's cabin and the moment they were shown in, Reema's eyes widened up. She was familiar with various castes and states and she immediately recognized the bong features of both Pallavi and Promila.
Reema aunty - Hello, I am Reema Saigal! may I have your introductions!
Promila - Hello, I am Promila and this is my daughter Pallavi. She is eager for a portfolio in your website!
Reema sighed and studied Pallavi carefully. Her eyes lit up scanning the beautiful features of the bong beauty...
Long hair which was almost untill the end of the spine.
Rosebud lips which were kissable and very tempting.
A simple blouse with a simple cotton saree with the typical Bengali artwork and the pallu ending up precisely where a small cleavage was seen.
And the typical round beautiful eyes that defined Bengal!
"Oh my word.....I think I have found the right match for Daksh! She is so gorgeous!" Reema cooed and sighed with a smile.
Promila cooed.... "Well, I hope we didn't delay...incase.."
Pallavi played the role of a shy demure daughter and kept quiet untill she was made to look at the mature matrimonial expert, when she cooed....
"Not at all! Mrs Promila, you daughter is lovely! she certainly deserved to be in our list for the Macho Squad
A strange cringed expression crossed Promila's face when she cooed.."Macho Squad?" While Pallavi shivered a bit from that name alone. She was familiar with the Squad as she had seen videos of the macho men ramp walking and it was an accidental recommendation on youtube. She remembered that whole video and she looked down with a deep blush.
"Yes Mrs Promila, your daughter easily qualifies for the choices to be done by the men in Macho Squad and the orly simple requirement is umm yes, a photoshoot! We will be hiring the best camera crew for your daughter's shoot! and it's just that, you will be needing to make the payment first so we can make the arrangements!"
Reema smiled and handed a catalogue with women posing in their ultra feminine poses to Promila. Pallavi too laid her eyes on the pages and realised that all women were in their bridal form and looked exquisite, to say the least.
Promila noticed the women from various regions and continents in India as per their bridal wear and one thing remained common...
Heavy jewellery with excess of bangles and a well made up-face!
The image made Promila blur her eyes for a moment to envision Pallavi in the magazine and that too with a smiling face. The image was back to normal and while Pallavi browsed the catalogue, her attention was grabbed by Reema once more, who cooed...
"Hmmm Pallavi, such a sweet name and such a graceful beauty you are! so the rumors about Bong women are right I see! hmmmmmmmm such an elegant beauty she is, Mrs Promila, infact you are very much gorgeous as well!"
Promila smiled sweetly and cooed...."Why praise an old lady like me? it is my daughter who deserves the praises!"
Pallavi blushed and looked down again. Her heart going through constant goosebumps at the thought of again being a bride, like some months ago and the fact was, she did yearn to become a bride, because she was clear that she was still a virgin as Debojit had failed to invade her, not once, not twice but thrice in a row.
"Keep the catalogue with you Mrs Promila and make sure your daughter is well prepared for the shoot!"
Promila smiled and got up, while Reema aunty stopped Pallavi and handed over another catalogue..
The Macho Squad!
Pallavi blushed and squirmed a bit between her legs with a red face when she took the catalog and placed in inside her purse, oblivious to the fact that the cover page had none other than Daksh's face on it.
Watching Pallavi go, Reema aunty smirked and observed the curves and the sway of the girl, pouting to herself....
"I think I have found the match for Daksh! Hmmmmmmm let's see!"
When they sat inside the taxi, Promila sighed a bit and Pallavi caught hold of her palm, pouting..."Whats wrong maa?"
"Palo shona, I believe the photoshoot will be very expensive. I wonder how......"
Pallavi realised that Promila had spent a lot on the wedding of her son and now it was hard to fund for anything more. But, the young girl who had again evoked her own marital desires, pouted...
"Maa, let's leave it to god for now!"
Promila sighed and Pallavi's attention kept going at the slight glance of the bicep of Daksh on the catalog cover that peeked out of her purse.
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Bobby Cell :
After several moments Debojit had gained consciousness atlast and was immediately was escorted to a room, which was more like a grand trial room with mirrorrs!
Debojit was then left alone and once the door of the room was closed, he wide eyed his whole body in sheer horror!
"W...who iss thisss?? nnno...wwaayy....ttthiiss....issnntt meeee!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Debojit was in full panic mode and that too in sheer horror! He noticed his body was not what he had anymore! It belonged to that of a very fertile female!
"No......noooo.................
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Debojit screamed aloud but it only echoed back inside the enclosed room. He wanted to shatter all the mirrors inside the room, but it only kept showing him what he had become!
The most horrifying sight were a pair of budding breasts and a fresh amateur vagina between his legs. The spot where once a normal penis had been and then he realised how powerful the serums were that was injected into his parts.
Debojit kneeled down and began to weep! He felt his world shatter and an eternal nightmare suck him in, but this was real!
Just then someone stepped inside the room. Debojit opened an eye and realised it was a nurse, an older nurse with a surprsingly kind face. She walked ahead in her heels and helped the shattered transformed man get up on his feet back.
"Beti, dont worry. You look gorgeous! the angels above must be jealous by now!!"
Debojit's newly budded breasts heaved up and his fresh clitoris shook with a fresh new goosebumps as he heard the older nurse pout out the words so maternally, as if his own mother was saying those to him.
"I....sniiff..........lll...lost...my..... body! ssniifffffffffffff!" Debojit sniffed into tears and hugged the old lady. The older nurse hugged him back and cooed into his ears...
"Eeesh.. you cry like such a demure woman! what on earth were you doing in a male body before, sweet girl!"
The words electrified Debojit's heart, but he felt warmth in the hug with the nurse and the older nurse broke the hug calmly and looked into his round big eyes...
"My name is Lalita. You can call me kakima if you want. I will be taking care of your diet and needs untill the day of your release! I will make sure you eat well and develop a healthy pair of beasts and child bearing hips to be the woman you are supposed to! you are now my beti! my angel, come to mamma!"
Debojit teared up even more on being mentally emasculated, but now it seemed nothing compared to what he had become! He felt mentally weak and he murmured....
"I ....I don't ff...feel good...k...kakima, I want to rest!"
"Aww sure shonamoni! ofcoarse you will. Now don't cry anymore, uff! even my daughter didn't cry this much when she was married off, you will put her to shame you know!"
Lalita giggled and stopped when she realised the trauma on Debojit's face. Touching his creamy bare back, she took him into his cell for some rest.
In the meantime, Dr Gupta and one more junior of her team watched the transformed man being escorted to his cell by the older nurse.
"Lalita must be well experienced ma'am! the way she comforted this new Bobby!" The junior cooed.
"Indeed, she is. She is known for comforting reluctant Bobbys and make sure that they are brainwashed to atleast an extent before they are released back into the real world!" Dr Gupta cooed with a slight tinge of mischief.
"So our Bobby is under good hands, right Dr Gupta? The junior pouted again and Dr Gupta smirked...
"Indeed! the care and the diet will polish and nurture our Bobby into the woman we all expect to be!"
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Mumbai :
Daksh had just taken a shower and he once again admired his herculean body in the mirror. He was proud and strong, but felt incomplete.
He noticed he had a long strong hard-on within his towel and once again, he sat on his bed and shoved off the towel to admire his thick dark tool. He realised his hairy balls balloon up with loaded sperm and he sighed!
"When will I have the woman of my dreams? hmmmmmmmmm!"
He decided to release himself once more and the next moment, he grabbed onto his laptop and browsed some random pictures of Bong women and his cock stirred when he looked at some typical saree clad women images of Bengal. The fair angelic ones specially!
Daksh sighed and fisted his cock right away mauling the base slowly untill the veins sharpened around the whole length. He kept browsing over and over and remembered the figure in his dreams having a similar stature of a curvy build with fair skin and a forearm full of bangles.
The typical features of a long cascading hair and round big eyes also made the hunk masturbate more intensely untill his knobb spewed a thick sticky precum which oozed out in sheer potency!
His eyes scanned each features of the random saree clad figures and he wanked more and more intensely. His heart wanting to reach inside and grab some bodies and kiss some necks and maul some sets of breasts, but he knew that there will be just one lucky woman in his life to reap his services.
His eyes closed eventually and allowed the blood to rush down the path untill he came close to erupting. But he was a long-laster and he knew that well about himself. He shoved the laptop aside and wanked himself to his heart's content with the typical image of his dreams...
A lady with long flowing hair running ahead with a sway of her curvy buttocks through her saree, teasing him!
"Aaargghhhh aaaaahhhhhhhhhh ccccumm...ingg!!!" Daksh grunted and his head erupted out doses after doses of creamy potent semen just like any other horny day.
Little did the hunk know that Reema aunty had already eyed a match for him!
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Lol storyChapter 17
Bobby O.T :
The lights focussed on Debojit, but he could see only blurred images.
Image of a lady surgeon with a smirk under her mask!
Images of several other masked faces looking closely at him and his parts.
"Strip him off!" Dr Gupta cooed.
The gown was shoved away in a moment leaving the bong man all naked with his small dick in its absolute shrunk position, a very small meager diet and excess of testosterone had made sure that not enough blood flowed on to his balls and therefore the dick resembled an earthworm at the moment!
A naked terrified Debojit shivered at the sight of Dr Gupta gazing deep into his eyes and he was also aware of the people around him who had notepads on their hands. Overall, he was full of panic and fear and it amplified a bit more when he noticed something kept on the table besides him.
Five colored Injections!
"Ladies and gentleman, today we shall know the importance of these injections. Each for a perticular body part of the subject that will help him turn into a Bobby!'
Debojit wanted to run! But he felt weak and timid. His body wanted to lie down and just breathe, but his mind was horrified already on his own plight.
"You mean to say that once it is injected into the perticular body part, there will be some sprouting?" A junior surgeon cooed.
"Precisely! let's begin" Dr Gupta cooed and began leacturing ahead with actual demonstrations...
The Blue Injection -
"This injection is specifically for the neck area! It makes the neck slender and smoother! and will soon start getting thinner in a slow pace once it accepts this blue fluid!"
Debojit widened his eyes when the blue fluid was injected into his neck and although it didn't hurt at all, he felt a funny feeling throughout his neck and once it was injected, Dr Gupta cooed again...
"Make sure it is not more than 3 ml! now let's move to the 2nd one.."
The Yellow Injection -
"Mr Bhattacharya, be ready for your chest to blossom into some beautiful breasts! fresh ripe mangoes coming on the way!"
Dr Gupta cooed and injected the yellow one precisely into Debojit's upper chest area which made him shiver, but the words inside his head made him shiver even more....
"BBB...BBreeasstsss?? uhhh nooo.........!"
"This liquid is injected to a whole 4 ml because it varies and our subject here has been requested to have round ripe ones!"
Dr Gupta spoke shamelessly and Debojit's ears begged for further mercy from the words, but he felt a slight chest ache and it made him stop and close his eyes in a slight minor pain.
After the injection was taken away, Dr Gupta applied some cotton dipped oil on the area and then cooed into Debojit's ears quick enough for the others to suspect anything...
"Wait till you sprout out some delicious mangoes in there hehe!"
Debojit clenched his fist, but this gesture was overlooked by everyone inside the room, including Dr Gupta.
"Okay then, now we move on to the next one...umm yes the purple one!"
The Purple Injection -
"This, ladies and gentlemen, is made specially for the hips! It shall be inserted equally on either hip and that too very softly! Just like this.."
Debojit wide eyed and felt his heartbeats pace up when Dr Gupta applied the purple injection into his either hip. His hips wiggled for a brief amount of time and then stabled up again.
"Okay, now we have two more remaining! These two injections are for two very delicate areas! Can anyone guess the two areas?"
Debojit's heart was now beating up with the pace of a steam engine and he cooed in his mind...
"O bhogoban, now what's next??"
The junior doctors discussed amongst each other and finally one of then pouted...
"Ma'am, I am guessing the two places to be the Buttocks and the ummm Groin area?"
"Absolutely correct! Very good"
Debojit's soul shivered and his body began to sweat despite being in an AC room. His fists clenched and his toes wiggling. He wished he had the energy to simply run away, but he just couldn't! His body was feeble and his senses were not totally active.
"Please help him turn around! We shall first focus on his buttocks!"
Debojit felt a thunder enter his body when the ward men made him shift to a side, exposing his fair hairless buttocks to all and sundry. Dr Gupta mischievously got near his spine and applied something wet on one of the buttocks and then to the other cheek too, while pouting into his ear...
"We shall make it just the perfect round one for you sweetie!"
With a smirk, Dr Gupta pouted...."Kindly note how much to insert into each buttcheek!"
Dr Gupta inserted the Orange injection into each buttcheek, making Debojit squirm slightly and to his horror he felt his cheeks recieving the liquid into them. His body shivered when Dr Gupta was done!
The buttocks felt as if they were placed above a firey hot pan for Debojit and he shivered and stirred a bit, while Dr Gupta and her junior doctors waited for him to settle before she could proceed.
"Ma'am, will the injections show results immediately? I mean...umm will the sprouting begin right away?" A junior pouted out of curiosity.
"Well, within a few minutes, we shall see an amateur sprouts from his specefic places and to arrive to that very conclusion, we shall now focus on this last remaining injection!"
Debojit opened his eyes in absolute shock.....no...
The Biggest Shock till now!
"Oh no.....not my jewels!!! No........nooo.." His mind cooed in terror!
Dr Gupta gestured the wardmen to turn him back to his previous lying down position and now the spotlights focussed on his precious jewels atlast.
"Hmmmmm, so you see now we will turn to our last and the most crucial serum! The Red one!"
Debojit shivered like someone thrown out to bear a cold dark winter all naked. He ran a thick droplet of sweat down his forehead when his tiny dick was held by Dr Gupta as she studied something in her mind and then cooed to her juniors...
"Today you shall witness the inward shrinking of this whole live penis and the testes and that too with the help of this simple serum!"
Debojit felt his whole body undergo tiny waves within and therefore, he couldn't gather the courage to rush out of the bed anyhow, while he again stirred when he felt a very wet cotton being applied on his pubic area, precisely above his dick and just then, a sharp needle went through very calmly.
Debojit clenched his palm once more and then sighed when the injection was done with its job!
"Finally we are done with the serum injections! Now we shall wait and witness the premature sprouts from his body parts and see how they replace the original parts of the body slowly!"
A silence of horror surrounded Debojit as he shivered with fright and tension. The words from Dr Gupta could be clearly heard and he knew his world was already doomed, but a final burning sensation yet awaited him and after some more moments of a subtle tensive silence, a series of ache surrounded whole of Debojit's naked body!
"Uh..aaah....wwhaaatss...haapppennning...ttt...ttoo mmmeeee??"
Dr Gupta tapped her heel to witness the results of her serums alongside with her juniors who witnessed with wide eyes. For them this was a sheer miracle of science to witness a live transformation of a man into a woman.
"Oh...look at that our there!" A junior cooed.
"Indeed...there is a movement on his chest!" Another pouted.
"His penis is....oh my! Shrinking inside...?" One more had to blink again to observe closer.
"And now the just results!" Dr Gupta cooed softly.
Debojit groaned and gasped when he felt a couple of things happening simultaneously...
His chest bulging up a bit and softening into a small ball like structure!
His hips widening with some more fatty cells and that too in a protruded outer direction, making his waist appear smaller in comparison!
His neck squeezing slightly inwards as if strangled by a hand!
His buttocks gaining more mass and slightly ballooning up as if a balloon was being slightly more inflated!
However the most shocking change appeared on his jewels!
"N..noooo NOOOOO UHHHHH AAAH!!!" Debojit whined and groaned with a tiny pain when he horrifyingly witness his dick and balls shrinking almost into his pubic area, deep inside and it was as if he had kept his jewels on a quicksand. His clammy palms grasped the either side of the bed and mauled the handles firmly as he noticed his jewels shrink inside to the point that the balls disappeared deep within and in exchange tiny flappy skin pores emerged around on the pubic area and on the other hand, the penis shrunk to the point that it now resembled a fresh budding new clitoris!
A Clitoris! Debojit realised in sheer horror!
The sight alone made Debojit's head spin and he fainted immediately into a deep unconscious sleep, while his premature sprouts settled atlast.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is nothing new. A pre-Bobby is likely to go through these series of shock and so, we shall now leave our subject alone and I hope you all have taken down the notes of the various serums used on the specific body parts. I wish you all the very best for your respective Bobby operations in the future!"
The juniors were satisfied and congratulated Dr Gupta for the live operation of the Bobby and in the meantime Debojit was allowed to sleep for sometime with the spotlights shutting one by one.
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Reema aunty's studio :
"Are we done for the day? I need a break for sure!" Reema aunty grabbed a cup of coffee and sat on her chair watching the last lady go out after her shoot. Somehow, she wasn't satisfied. Her first priority was the heartthrob Daksh Kulkarni, who was in search of an Eastern beauty, so it meant that someone from the East could only entice him into marriage.
"Looks like we are indeed in dearth of females.... Anyways.......I ......." Reema aunty stopped and noticed the studio door open from afar and two people step inside!
"Naina! someone has entered the studio, please attend them!" Reema cooed and sipped her coffee.
Naina, the P.A of Reema smiled when she saw a younger dazzling beauty with an older mature company. She was none other than Pallavi who was clad in a beautiful saree and had minimal makeup, while Promila wore a normal cream colored saree and a white blouse. Being a widow, she was still obedient of certain rules and yet she had a glow to her.
"Yes?" Naina cooed.
"Umm...Is Miss Reema Saigal here?" Promila cooed softly.
"Yes, is it regarding...." Naina was guessing the answer and was immediately convinced when Promila pouted....
"Yes, this is regarding my daughter Pallavi!"
Pallavi felt a rush of some sort inside her body when her once mother-in-law introduced her as her daughter! She was amazed at how big a heart Promila had.
"Oh nice! please come with me!"
Promila and Pallavi followed Naina all the way to Reema aunty's cabin and the moment they were shown in, Reema's eyes widened up. She was familiar with various castes and states and she immediately recognized the bong features of both Pallavi and Promila.
Reema aunty - Hello, I am Reema Saigal! may I have your introductions!
Promila - Hello, I am Promila and this is my daughter Pallavi. She is eager for a portfolio in your website!
Reema sighed and studied Pallavi carefully. Her eyes lit up scanning the beautiful features of the bong beauty...
Long hair which was almost untill the end of the spine.
Rosebud lips which were kissable and very tempting.
A simple blouse with a simple cotton saree with the typical Bengali artwork and the pallu ending up precisely where a small cleavage was seen.
And the typical round beautiful eyes that defined Bengal!
"Oh my word.....I think I have found the right match for Daksh! She is so gorgeous!" Reema cooed and sighed with a smile.
Promila cooed.... "Well, I hope we didn't delay...incase.."
Pallavi played the role of a shy demure daughter and kept quiet untill she was made to look at the mature matrimonial expert, when she cooed....
"Not at all! Mrs Promila, you daughter is lovely! she certainly deserved to be in our list for the Macho Squad
A strange cringed expression crossed Promila's face when she cooed.."Macho Squad?" While Pallavi shivered a bit from that name alone. She was familiar with the Squad as she had seen videos of the macho men ramp walking and it was an accidental recommendation on youtube. She remembered that whole video and she looked down with a deep blush.
"Yes Mrs Promila, your daughter easily qualifies for the choices to be done by the men in Macho Squad and the orly simple requirement is umm yes, a photoshoot! We will be hiring the best camera crew for your daughter's shoot! and it's just that, you will be needing to make the payment first so we can make the arrangements!"
Reema smiled and handed a catalogue with women posing in their ultra feminine poses to Promila. Pallavi too laid her eyes on the pages and realised that all women were in their bridal form and looked exquisite, to say the least.
Promila noticed the women from various regions and continents in India as per their bridal wear and one thing remained common...
Heavy jewellery with excess of bangles and a well made up-face!
The image made Promila blur her eyes for a moment to envision Pallavi in the magazine and that too with a smiling face. The image was back to normal and while Pallavi browsed the catalogue, her attention was grabbed by Reema once more, who cooed...
"Hmmm Pallavi, such a sweet name and such a graceful beauty you are! so the rumors about Bong women are right I see! hmmmmmmmm such an elegant beauty she is, Mrs Promila, infact you are very much gorgeous as well!"
Promila smiled sweetly and cooed...."Why praise an old lady like me? it is my daughter who deserves the praises!"
Pallavi blushed and looked down again. Her heart going through constant goosebumps at the thought of again being a bride, like some months ago and the fact was, she did yearn to become a bride, because she was clear that she was still a virgin as Debojit had failed to invade her, not once, not twice but thrice in a row.
"Keep the catalogue with you Mrs Promila and make sure your daughter is well prepared for the shoot!"
Promila smiled and got up, while Reema aunty stopped Pallavi and handed over another catalogue..
The Macho Squad!
Pallavi blushed and squirmed a bit between her legs with a red face when she took the catalog and placed in inside her purse, oblivious to the fact that the cover page had none other than Daksh's face on it.
Watching Pallavi go, Reema aunty smirked and observed the curves and the sway of the girl, pouting to herself....
"I think I have found the match for Daksh! Hmmmmmmm let's see!"
When they sat inside the taxi, Promila sighed a bit and Pallavi caught hold of her palm, pouting..."Whats wrong maa?"
"Palo shona, I believe the photoshoot will be very expensive. I wonder how......"
Pallavi realised that Promila had spent a lot on the wedding of her son and now it was hard to fund for anything more. But, the young girl who had again evoked her own marital desires, pouted...
"Maa, let's leave it to god for now!"
Promila sighed and Pallavi's attention kept going at the slight glance of the bicep of Daksh on the catalog cover that peeked out of her purse.
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Bobby Cell :
After several moments Debojit had gained consciousness atlast and was immediately was escorted to a room, which was more like a grand trial room with mirrorrs!
Debojit was then left alone and once the door of the room was closed, he wide eyed his whole body in sheer horror!
"W...who iss thisss?? nnno...wwaayy....ttthiiss....issnntt meeee!!!!!!!! NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Debojit was in full panic mode and that too in sheer horror! He noticed his body was not what he had anymore! It belonged to that of a very fertile female!
"No......noooo.................
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Debojit screamed aloud but it only echoed back inside the enclosed room. He wanted to shatter all the mirrors inside the room, but it only kept showing him what he had become!
The most horrifying sight were a pair of budding breasts and a fresh amateur vagina between his legs. The spot where once a normal penis had been and then he realised how powerful the serums were that was injected into his parts.
Debojit kneeled down and began to weep! He felt his world shatter and an eternal nightmare suck him in, but this was real!
Just then someone stepped inside the room. Debojit opened an eye and realised it was a nurse, an older nurse with a surprsingly kind face. She walked ahead in her heels and helped the shattered transformed man get up on his feet back.
"Beti, dont worry. You look gorgeous! the angels above must be jealous by now!!"
Debojit's newly budded breasts heaved up and his fresh clitoris shook with a fresh new goosebumps as he heard the older nurse pout out the words so maternally, as if his own mother was saying those to him.
"I....sniiff..........lll...lost...my..... body! ssniifffffffffffff!" Debojit sniffed into tears and hugged the old lady. The older nurse hugged him back and cooed into his ears...
"Eeesh.. you cry like such a demure woman! what on earth were you doing in a male body before, sweet girl!"
The words electrified Debojit's heart, but he felt warmth in the hug with the nurse and the older nurse broke the hug calmly and looked into his round big eyes...
"My name is Lalita. You can call me kakima if you want. I will be taking care of your diet and needs untill the day of your release! I will make sure you eat well and develop a healthy pair of beasts and child bearing hips to be the woman you are supposed to! you are now my beti! my angel, come to mamma!"
Debojit teared up even more on being mentally emasculated, but now it seemed nothing compared to what he had become! He felt mentally weak and he murmured....
"I ....I don't ff...feel good...k...kakima, I want to rest!"
"Aww sure shonamoni! ofcoarse you will. Now don't cry anymore, uff! even my daughter didn't cry this much when she was married off, you will put her to shame you know!"
Lalita giggled and stopped when she realised the trauma on Debojit's face. Touching his creamy bare back, she took him into his cell for some rest.
In the meantime, Dr Gupta and one more junior of her team watched the transformed man being escorted to his cell by the older nurse.
"Lalita must be well experienced ma'am! the way she comforted this new Bobby!" The junior cooed.
"Indeed, she is. She is known for comforting reluctant Bobbys and make sure that they are brainwashed to atleast an extent before they are released back into the real world!" Dr Gupta cooed with a slight tinge of mischief.
"So our Bobby is under good hands, right Dr Gupta? The junior pouted again and Dr Gupta smirked...
"Indeed! the care and the diet will polish and nurture our Bobby into the woman we all expect to be!"
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Mumbai :
Daksh had just taken a shower and he once again admired his herculean body in the mirror. He was proud and strong, but felt incomplete.
He noticed he had a long strong hard-on within his towel and once again, he sat on his bed and shoved off the towel to admire his thick dark tool. He realised his hairy balls balloon up with loaded sperm and he sighed!
"When will I have the woman of my dreams? hmmmmmmmmm!"
He decided to release himself once more and the next moment, he grabbed onto his laptop and browsed some random pictures of Bong women and his cock stirred when he looked at some typical saree clad women images of Bengal. The fair angelic ones specially!
Daksh sighed and fisted his cock right away mauling the base slowly untill the veins sharpened around the whole length. He kept browsing over and over and remembered the figure in his dreams having a similar stature of a curvy build with fair skin and a forearm full of bangles.
The typical features of a long cascading hair and round big eyes also made the hunk masturbate more intensely untill his knobb spewed a thick sticky precum which oozed out in sheer potency!
His eyes scanned each features of the random saree clad figures and he wanked more and more intensely. His heart wanting to reach inside and grab some bodies and kiss some necks and maul some sets of breasts, but he knew that there will be just one lucky woman in his life to reap his services.
His eyes closed eventually and allowed the blood to rush down the path untill he came close to erupting. But he was a long-laster and he knew that well about himself. He shoved the laptop aside and wanked himself to his heart's content with the typical image of his dreams...
A lady with long flowing hair running ahead with a sway of her curvy buttocks through her saree, teasing him!
"Aaargghhhh aaaaahhhhhhhhhh ccccumm...ingg!!!" Daksh grunted and his head erupted out doses after doses of creamy potent semen just like any other horny day.
Little did the hunk know that Reema aunty had already eyed a match for him!
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Chapter 18
Almost a week later, New Delhi :
Yet another board meeting was called regarding a crucial dicision tha was to be made in favor of not just the Bobbys, but also women in general.
Several tweets had occured on the screen from women all over and this even included women whose ex-husbands were admitted for Bobbyfication -
"Atlast I am free! I can now find a real man who will secure me in all ways and I mean all ways!" - Meghna Anand - Pune
"I crave for much more sex now! I wish I find the Tarzan of my life!" - Rachita Arora - New Delhi
"I wish I find my Knight in shining amour soon! I am eagerly looking for someone to mingle with" - Naina Singh - Punjab
"I am fed up of using brinjals! how do I get access to an eligible hunk? Please pin this comment!!" - Anjali Varma - Tamil Nadu
A few countable letters came from females around the country and since they were less in quantity, all tweets could be read out in he conference. However, now the board shifted their attention to the other group of tweets. These tweets were perticularly from the group who wanted the Bobbys of their family to settle with a man asap! -
"I am a 40 year old mother of a 23 year old Bobby, please help me approach a studio to help my girl get a good portfolio for marriage!" - Runa Ali - Agra
"My son has recently been Bobbyfied out of his own will. Please help him to find a suitable groom!" - Nandita Dasgupta - West Bengal
"The Studios are very expensive, can there be discounts for my recently Bobbyfied brother? Please reply to this tweet!!" - Kamini Mehta - U.P
A little more tweets appeared from various states and a law had to be made immediately so that the Macho Squad is given justice. Every member of the board looked at the centrad head and atlast, he pouted..
"So now the issue is financial, hmmm I see!"
"Yes sir, because the complaints are from the mostly middle class and upper middle class who cannot afford the expensive photshoots for the women and the Bobbys both." A lady cooed straghtforwardly.
The Central head nodded and looked to another raised hand.
"Sir, we should perhaps shortlist certain women and Bobbys for whom there could be possible affluent grooms who may repay us later if we fund the portfolios from our own pockets!"
Listening to the two very prompt opinions, the central head nodded and passed a judgement right away....
"Keeping in mind certain limitations from families, its our duty to stand for them now. We shall be now funding certain and I mean very perticular portfolios which will be approved by the Matrimonial experts assigned at their respective states. They will inform us about the women and Bobbys who will qualifty for their portfolios in studios for the Macho Squad to approach"
The central head stood and along with him, the others stood as well in a collective, nodding to agree with the judgement.
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Kolakta :
The whole live video at New Delhi was being watched by Reema aunty who had a loud wide smile on her face. She listening to what the government announced and when the video had stopped, she sighed in relief and cooed out loudly to her P.A ...
"Naina, I need a contact detail from your tablet, can you whatsapp me right away?"
"Sure ma'am, which one is it?" The P.A cooed from her chair.
Tapping her mouse in a mischevious way, Reema aunty cooed...
"Mrs Promila Bhattacharya!"
In the meantime, Pallavi sneaked on the Macho Squad magazine, not realising that her eyes remained on the cover page where Daksh was posing in just his jeans and a skanty vest which highlightened his bulging muscles with all the grace in the world.
Pallavi noticed Promila's absence and opened the magazine to see further. The more she saw the prospects and their market value, the more her nipples hardened all of a sudden and she wiggled her toes along with rubbing her saree clad thighs against the pillow clung to her body.
Somehow, being fair herself, Pallavi hesitated a bit to see the darker men and just focussed on the fair hunks, although her eyes curious to see how much more darker shades of men were possible. Her vaginal lips quivered for some unknown reason whenever a dusky or a dark wheatish muscled man appeared on the page and when she saw her fair hand on one random dark abs of a random hunk, she took her hand away from the page and closed the magazine, with a lip bite pout.
"Dhatt! shutup! oshobbho! (shameless)" Pallavi pouted as she readjusted the portion of her saree from between her thighs because of the wetness that made the portion sticky against her wet snatch. It wasn't the wetty wet, but surely there were some dewdrops that leaked untill it made a small patch on her upper thighs which were hopefully not visible to any outsider because of the layers of her saree.
Pallavi was just about to take another sigh when suddenly the reflection on the mirror changed to a whole new version of herself! Pallavi who was wearing a simple saree and blouse at this moment noticed that her reflection was smiling wide with a naughty smirk and she wore a typical red benarsi saree.
Virtual Pallavi : Don't look at me! I am the soul within you. The kinky soul Palo!
Pallavi just gazed at her alter reflection with a small gasp, allowing the reflection to continue...
Virtual Pallavi : You already forgot about Debu right?
Pallavi - Uhmm no! I still remember him! why would I forget him?
Virtual Pallavi - Not him you silly! her! why don't you welcome him back as your sister? that will be kind of exciting hmmm?
Pallavi - uh....never thought in that way!
Virtual Pallavi - Gone is the only man of the house Palu! get real. Focus on reality! Be Shameless! You need to get fucked! yes FUCKED well. Because Debu never fucked you well any damn day!!!
Pallavi sighed and looked down pouting...."That's true.... I..."
Virtual Pallavi - Shut Up and listen to me! Take this opportunity to take a sweet revenge on your ex-husband! show him you are capable of marrying someone far more manlier and wealthy!!! show him Palo!!! show him....umm oops I mean.....HER!
Pallavi blushed and giggled lightly at the realization that her once-husband was now coming back as a fully developed woman and before she could pout out something to the mirror, she stopped!
The reflection in the mirror had turned back to normal. But Pallavi blushed on remembering the words pouted by her kinky-self in the mirror. She curled her lips into a naughty smile and decided to take some bitter-sweet revenge on her transformed husband for keeping her sexually famished.
But, there were no violent thoughts in Pallavi's mind. She was rather eager to welcome her transformed husband back home and blushed at several levels when she realised how bizzare the context would be, where she would be a bride again and be married to a more manly man right infront of her ex-husband who himself would lead the life of a female.
Shamelessly, Pallavi sat on her bed again and browsed through the pictures of the hunks in the Macho Squad magazine. Her hand subconscously rubbing around her saree clad groin area as she scanned the muscles, the abs and moreover the net value of each hunk.
Oblivious to all this, Promila did her regular puja untill she was distracted by a phone call.
"Who could it be?" The elderly widow wondered and got up from her ashan and picked up the call right away. To her surprise it was Reema Saigal.
With a series of heartbeats Promila picked up the call and recieved the good news from the other side. She couldn't believe the news herself as she pouted...."F..free of cost? Miss Saigal, is it true?"
"Yes Mrs Bhattacharya, please bring Pallavi on this Sunday. I shall whatsapp you the dress code and the ornaments required for the shoot in a while!" Reema aunty pouted and on the other hand Promila just cooed...
"Sure. I will await the list!"
Promila disconnected the phone and suddenly lost in a breif imagination.
Promila's Imaginary Mind :
Promila dressed in a lavish saree while Pallavi dressed as the bride daughter in her red benarsi. Both the ladies welcomed the groom who was a Bengali just like them and four people lifted Pallavi as she held the leaf to cover her face. The whole crowed did the typical marital praise of 'ulu ulu' as Pallavi eyed her new bengali husband and Promila's heart grew with maternal love and affection for both the newlyweds.
"Uff....I am already imagining things!" Promila cooed as she was done with her imagining of a future scenario. She still had her son in mind, but since she had vowed she will priortitize Pallavi more, she was eager to make sure the girl was now married to a more promising male and she mentally wished it was a Bengali family just like them.
Promila then walked to her room with her phone and as usual, she happened to pass by her son's room. She noticed her once-bahu taking a nap and that too with the 'Macho squad' magazine resting on her gorgeous flat belly. Promila just stood by the threshold and studied the beautiful figure of Pallavi clad in her simple saree and actually couldn't see the magazine cover because of it lying flat.
"Such a young fertile girl! so sad she had to marry my son and suffer!! poor thing!" Promila cooed and sighed before moving on to her own room to rest for a while.
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Bobby Center :
The old matron had made sure that throughout the week, Debojit had been fed enough Estrogen pills and his diet with specific mixtures in them made sure that his hips and his breasts had developed more prominently. The man wept every single day and the old matron comforted him with a hug and maternal warmth which somehow comforted him to a level.
He was dressed in a gown and was resting his head on the lap of the older matron, pouting...
"I don't know how I can go home like this kakima!"
The matron bushed her fingers on his cheek and cooed back...
"Aw you sweet pie! just go home and see how your mother embraces you! She has a new daughter now! Forget everything that happened before!"
Debojit still felt goosebumps deep within at the persuit of visiting his house not as a man, but as woman now. He still felt odd with not feeling a tool between his legs and rather having something with flappy lips and a hole deep within. He also hated to admit that he had now fully developed breasts with nice big aerolas and nipples.
"I am happy to see that you are about to be released atlast! I wish you the best to lead your life as a Bobby who is worthy of a good life and..." The matron naughtily stopped.
"And?" Debojit still had his head on her lap while pouting out.
"And a nice caring Husband silly!" The matron giggled and Debojit out of sheer shock got up and almost shouted...."NO!! UHHHH THIS IS DISGUSTING!"
But the older matron rubbed the creamy soft shoulder of Debojit and cooed softly...
"Don't you realise khoki that you are no longer a man and surely you don't expect to wear mens clothes anymore do you? Accept the reality and move on with this new life dear!"
Debojit dropped a tear which made his cheeks sparkle somehow because of his naturally fair complexion. He held on to the bosom of the older matron like a small child and cried in tiny tears....
"Kakima...no...I can't go home like this!!! keep me here with you! I will stay in this cell all my life! But no.......I can't face the world with this new body of mine!"
"Aw shona! look at you cry! you will put the ladies in shame who cry on leaving their homes after marriage! I wonder how much you will cry when you leave your mothers house while a man firmly holds your shoulder and takes you to his house!"
Debojit felt countless shivers throughout his body when he heard the matron speak so normally on these things. He felt this was some kinda of a pleasent nightmare.
Just then an unexpected moment of shiver passed him when a ward-man entered the cell with a vaccum cleaner. Debojit noticed the man eyed his body as if stripping him naked and this new fear shook him to death almost, as he looked the other side while clinging to the matron.
"Relax khoki, I think he has caught a fancy to you!" The matron cooed jokingly and Debojit felt more tears building deep within.
"Uh no kakima......stop it please!!"
To Debojit's relief, the ward-man left the room with a sort of a wicked smirk and this whole new feeling scared him in a way. However, the matron then cooed while carreesing his cheeks in a maternal way...."Take a small nap, you will be discharged by evening!"
"Nn....nnoo kakima.....I ....I aa...am not gg...going ann....nywhere!" Debojit cooed, shifting to and fro adding a sway to his big hips, while his head remained on the older lady's lap.
"Why shona? your family must be eagerly waiting to welcome you! This is your whole new life! Embrace it and forget whatsovever happened in the past!"
Debojit shook with discomfort at the idea of returning to his house as a woman! This seemed so surreal to him and he wept in the memory of his old male body as he clung to the old matron, who allowed him to take solace on her lap and soon he drifted to a small nap.
"Good girl! take a nap and you will feel fresh when you get up and get ready to go home in a few hours!"
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In a misty forest, Pallavi laid on a bark of a tree in just a red petticoat and blouse. Her belly breathing on its own and her slight babyfat had a sway of its own at the hips. She kept looking up at the sky and her breasts seemed to heave up and down and vice versa at the sound of some distant drums again. The same drums which occured in a previous dream!
Just then Pallavi's nose whiffed a scent!
A very intense masculine scent!
Pallavi twisted her lower lip and allowed the upper teeth to bite on it seductively as the manly aroma enchanced her senses and allowed her mound to throb within her saree.
"Who is there? Please, show yourself!" Pallavi just cooed and looked around, raising her head slightly, looking left and then right, but not a soul was to be seen. But the damn smell kept arousing her to the point that the kinked up bong girl began to explore herself with eyes closed. Her lips continuously mashing against each other, allowing the teeth to bite on the lower at times and overall her face made lewd expressions without shame.
"Come to me....p...l...e..a...s..ee..."
A very kinky Pallavi cooed and brushed her fingers on her neck first and then took those fingers further down to toy with her cleavage exposed from the blouse. She toyed with the deep crevice for sometime and then softly ran her palms over her either breasts.
"Ah...hmmmmm" She moaned!
Pallavi then slowly feathered her breasts and then got her hand down towards her navel. It wasn't too deep because of a reasonably flat belly, but she still toyed around the small hole and just when she was about to dip a finger into it, another finger interfered and dipped straight into her navel!
The whole width of the masculine finger probing her navel made Pallavi open her eyes in curiosity and....
.......
............
"Huh.......ohhh.........what's wrong with me?" Pallavi cooed and realised she was in reality once more and in deep shame she again realised that she had subconsciously orgasmed and yet once again she had to take a bath to cleanse her thighs off the itchy liquid that leaked out of her coven. With a sigh, she looked at her side and saw Daksh's eyes looking straight at her from the magazine cover. Not yet aware of who he is, Pallavi shoved the magazine aside and suddenly felt a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Pallavi cooed as she assembled her pallu and straightened her hair as much as she could. To make sure the patch on the bedsheet was hidden, she covered the area with her saree, spreading the ends a bit more on it.
To her surprise, it was her nanad Subosree, who had the same hatred expression on her face as always.
Subosree rushed in and slammed a packet on the bed before she turned to leave the room. Just then, Pallavi stopped her nanad..."Subu, what is this?"
"See for yourself!! maa has sent it for you!" Subosree spat and left the room, however before she could go past the threshold, she just looked down and cooed......."You must be happy today!!" and then left the room.
"Wha....why..." Pallavi cooed and then saw the calender on her phone. Her heart went through a sudden goosebump when she realised what the day was...
Debojit's Discharge day!
Pallavi then got back to her naughty-self and opened the packet to see what was there inside. To her surprise, it was an apparently expensive saree and blouse piece made to wore for auspicious occasions. Before she could guess anything else, Promila came inside the room and smiled while rubbing a hand on Pallavi's head, pouting...
"It is a difficult day, but let's not be dissapointed and rather be positive about it! forget the one who is coming was my son once, I am actually happily welcoming another daughter home!"
"Maa you are so optimistic!! The world needs more women like you!"
This wasn't a figure of speech from Pallavi's side, she actually meant what she said and was genuinely awed by Promila's ability to move ahead in life rather than mourning on the present and past.
"Hug me once Pallavi! So I can gather the courage to welcome Debu!" Promila cooed on the verge of slight tears and in this moment of affection, Pallavi hugged her ex-mother in law and in this kodak moment, she cooed softly to her....
"Maa, keep some more sarees ready for your new daughter!"
Promila blushed and cooed in a slight embarrasment...."Mmmmhmmm I sure will!"
Pallavi added some more into her naughtyness and cooed...."One more thing! Pamper me a little bit more maa!"
Promila broke the hug and cooed..."Now what Palo-shona?"
Pallavi then walked around untill she reached behind Promila and then in a moment touched coiled her hands around her neck and cooed...
"Maa! if you don't keep my word. I will not allow you to shower kisses on my forehead or cheek like a mother!! I will not talk to you!"
Promila who had taken the vow to be a loyal mother to Pallavi, just cooed out...."uff ho! tell me na what is it!!!! Do you like troubling your maa like this hmm?"
A moment of a creepy silence took place and Pallavi coiled her hands more around Promila's neck with her lips close to her ears and her eyes apparently naughty!
"Promise me you will not only take me out for the photshoot but also Debu!!! Keep a similar saree for him and take both your daughters with you!!!"
Promila's heart thumped hard at the words! A spark of electricity passed through her body and she sheepishly smiled looking at Pallavi with a very breif nodd.
Afterall, deep within it was still ackward for the widowed mother to accept the reality, but she somehow thought she will accept it and move on.
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Subosree's college :
Subosree read the message on whatsapp regarding her brother's release and this made her even more sad! The message was sent by her mother who confirmed the fact that Debojit would show up around mid evening and she wondered how would she face her feminized elder brother. Her dearest dadabhai!
As usual Neelima teased the young girl on the present circumstances and she immediately placed the samosas and drinks on the table and sat clinging to her bestie, pouting.... "Hmmmm finally your didbhai.....sorry dadabhai is showing up today! hey can I come with you to greet him?? pppllleeeaaaaasseeee!!!"
Subosree got very irritated at this moment because her bestie had that typical teasy tone and she was also blowing the words into her ear directly.
"This bitch has no empathy!" Subosree cooed in her mind and then sighed with a gloomy face and pouted...
"Stop it! I am already feeling uneasy and you are just getting on my nerves okay?? idiot!"
Neelima smiled and then brought her large purse up on the canteen table. Subosree raised her eyebrows and cooed..."What you upto?"
"Hmmmmm I have a gift for your 'Dadabhai'!" Neelima winked in the most naughty manner possible.
"What gift?" Subosree cooed. She hated when Neelima winked like that.
Neelima made a naughty smirk and got a vertical box out. It was gift wrapped and Subosree wondered what could it be!
"Now what on earth is this?" Subosree made a grimace of a face and raised one eyebrow at her friend.
"Uh ummmm no!! hey not for you, don't open it. It is for your dadabhai and he will like it, trust me babes!" Neelima winked again.
"Will you stop winking like that Neelu!!!! stupid!" Subosree shoved the gift aside, but Neelima obliged her somehow, grabbing onto her slim fair wrist....
"Aw c'mmon now Subu!! for me pleaase! for our bestieship!!!! puhhhhleeeeeeeeeeze!"
Subosree sighed and accepted the gift out of her loyalty for friendship. However Neelima still held on her forearm and smirked once more...
"But hey Subu, don't forget one thing! Only your dadabhai is allowed to open the gift, not you!"
Subosree nodded in a low mood tone, but she had no faith on the evil smirk of her bestie. She wondered what the gift could be.
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The Grand Evening :
Promila adorened herself in a Tant saree which was very much the traditional bengali saree wore on auspicious occasions. She was done with her half sleeved blouse and the saree when just then Pallavi enters the room. She was looking very elegant in her own Tant saree as well, as it was given my Promila herself.
"Hmmmmmmm maa! looking gorgeous!" Pallavi softly touched the shoulder of her ex-mother-in-law and cooed.
"I feel weird Palo shona!" Promila cooed back.
"But you are strong too maa!" Pallavi nuzzled her cheek to Promila's softly in a child like love.
"Hmmmmmm I hope so too! Is Subu ready yet?" Promila knew how sad her young daughter was.
"I will go and check!" Pallavi cooed and walked out of the room.
Promila got her hair tied in a bun and then prepared the Aarti thaali for her son's welcome.
"More like my new daughter's welcome!" Promila giggled in a maternal manner to herself and prepared the thaali.
Inside Subo's room, Subosree also wore a tant saree and just sat on her bed in a gloomy manner. Pallavi decided to pull her nanad's leg a bit and she sat besides her and cooed...
"My nanad is looking so gorgeous!!! ready to welcome your didbhai hmm?"
"Uh boudi!!!! don't irritate me okay! why do women like even marry!!!!" Subosree spat out her words and looked the other side.
Pallavi who was now free in her mind and body, decided to be herself and she smirked without shame...
"Because I deserve a REAL MAN okay?? Stop showing this attitude to me Subu! your dadabhai was incapable of FUCKING me!!!!! He got what he deserved!!!"
"CHHHIIIIIIIIIIII Stop using disgusting language boudi!!!! I wonder why maa allowed you to stay in our house!!! you are not even my boudi anymore!" Subosree got up from the bed and rushed to the other end in agony. She was apalled at how Pallavi openly used the 'Fuck' word infront of her.
"Anyways Subu! get ready. Your dada will show up soon and don't hate me!! Someday you will agree with me!" Pallavi pouted and rushed out of the room.
Subosree sighed and looked down for a bit, realising she had to accept the reality and just before she would go out of the room, she realised Neelima's gift on her bed. She took the gift and wondered again what could be there inside the long vertical box.
On the other hand, after a long series of reluctance, Debojit was silenced and made to sit inside the van which drove straightaway to his house. He was dressed in a ladies gown and his heart shivered as his locality came closer and closer.
His forehead still having droplets after droplets of sweat beads.
His lips quivering against each other.
His heartbeats pacing faster and his newly formed breasts heaving up and down again and again.
His shoulders were held maternally by the old matron who comforted him in her own way all the way from the Bobby center itself.
"Khoki, we have finally reached your home! Don't fret any longer and be ready for your sweet dear mother to welcome you to home again! Remember what I had told you. Its your re-birth!"
"Oh kakima....I....dont know ho....how to face them!!" Debojit's heart skipped beats as his house finally showed up.
The car stopped atlast and Debojit got out with the older matron who still had a hand on his gown clad shoulder. To his surprise the door immediately opened and Debojit looked down in sheer shame and embarassment. However it was Promila who stood in her lavish saree and blouse with the aarti thaali and her eyes were expanded to resemble golf balls in a way!
"O maa go! Debu??" The astonished mother cooed as her hand almost stirred but still she managed to held the thaali firm. On the right side stood a very shocked Subosree who just gasped without uttering a single word.
However on the left side of Promila stood Pallavi with an awe, although she couldn't see the newly figure of her husband through the gown.
A moment of silence crept in and Debojit managed to look up to see three surprised faces and just then Pallavi cooed...
"Oh Debu! We missed you soo much!!"
Debojit felt shame and a current deep within to face Pallavi in his new body deep within the gown, while he also looked at his sister and mother who remained speechless.
Almost a week later, New Delhi :
Yet another board meeting was called regarding a crucial dicision tha was to be made in favor of not just the Bobbys, but also women in general.
Several tweets had occured on the screen from women all over and this even included women whose ex-husbands were admitted for Bobbyfication -
"Atlast I am free! I can now find a real man who will secure me in all ways and I mean all ways!" - Meghna Anand - Pune
"I crave for much more sex now! I wish I find the Tarzan of my life!" - Rachita Arora - New Delhi
"I wish I find my Knight in shining amour soon! I am eagerly looking for someone to mingle with" - Naina Singh - Punjab
"I am fed up of using brinjals! how do I get access to an eligible hunk? Please pin this comment!!" - Anjali Varma - Tamil Nadu
A few countable letters came from females around the country and since they were less in quantity, all tweets could be read out in he conference. However, now the board shifted their attention to the other group of tweets. These tweets were perticularly from the group who wanted the Bobbys of their family to settle with a man asap! -
"I am a 40 year old mother of a 23 year old Bobby, please help me approach a studio to help my girl get a good portfolio for marriage!" - Runa Ali - Agra
"My son has recently been Bobbyfied out of his own will. Please help him to find a suitable groom!" - Nandita Dasgupta - West Bengal
"The Studios are very expensive, can there be discounts for my recently Bobbyfied brother? Please reply to this tweet!!" - Kamini Mehta - U.P
A little more tweets appeared from various states and a law had to be made immediately so that the Macho Squad is given justice. Every member of the board looked at the centrad head and atlast, he pouted..
"So now the issue is financial, hmmm I see!"
"Yes sir, because the complaints are from the mostly middle class and upper middle class who cannot afford the expensive photshoots for the women and the Bobbys both." A lady cooed straghtforwardly.
The Central head nodded and looked to another raised hand.
"Sir, we should perhaps shortlist certain women and Bobbys for whom there could be possible affluent grooms who may repay us later if we fund the portfolios from our own pockets!"
Listening to the two very prompt opinions, the central head nodded and passed a judgement right away....
"Keeping in mind certain limitations from families, its our duty to stand for them now. We shall be now funding certain and I mean very perticular portfolios which will be approved by the Matrimonial experts assigned at their respective states. They will inform us about the women and Bobbys who will qualifty for their portfolios in studios for the Macho Squad to approach"
The central head stood and along with him, the others stood as well in a collective, nodding to agree with the judgement.
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Kolakta :
The whole live video at New Delhi was being watched by Reema aunty who had a loud wide smile on her face. She listening to what the government announced and when the video had stopped, she sighed in relief and cooed out loudly to her P.A ...
"Naina, I need a contact detail from your tablet, can you whatsapp me right away?"
"Sure ma'am, which one is it?" The P.A cooed from her chair.
Tapping her mouse in a mischevious way, Reema aunty cooed...
"Mrs Promila Bhattacharya!"
In the meantime, Pallavi sneaked on the Macho Squad magazine, not realising that her eyes remained on the cover page where Daksh was posing in just his jeans and a skanty vest which highlightened his bulging muscles with all the grace in the world.
Pallavi noticed Promila's absence and opened the magazine to see further. The more she saw the prospects and their market value, the more her nipples hardened all of a sudden and she wiggled her toes along with rubbing her saree clad thighs against the pillow clung to her body.
Somehow, being fair herself, Pallavi hesitated a bit to see the darker men and just focussed on the fair hunks, although her eyes curious to see how much more darker shades of men were possible. Her vaginal lips quivered for some unknown reason whenever a dusky or a dark wheatish muscled man appeared on the page and when she saw her fair hand on one random dark abs of a random hunk, she took her hand away from the page and closed the magazine, with a lip bite pout.
"Dhatt! shutup! oshobbho! (shameless)" Pallavi pouted as she readjusted the portion of her saree from between her thighs because of the wetness that made the portion sticky against her wet snatch. It wasn't the wetty wet, but surely there were some dewdrops that leaked untill it made a small patch on her upper thighs which were hopefully not visible to any outsider because of the layers of her saree.
Pallavi was just about to take another sigh when suddenly the reflection on the mirror changed to a whole new version of herself! Pallavi who was wearing a simple saree and blouse at this moment noticed that her reflection was smiling wide with a naughty smirk and she wore a typical red benarsi saree.
Virtual Pallavi : Don't look at me! I am the soul within you. The kinky soul Palo!
Pallavi just gazed at her alter reflection with a small gasp, allowing the reflection to continue...
Virtual Pallavi : You already forgot about Debu right?
Pallavi - Uhmm no! I still remember him! why would I forget him?
Virtual Pallavi - Not him you silly! her! why don't you welcome him back as your sister? that will be kind of exciting hmmm?
Pallavi - uh....never thought in that way!
Virtual Pallavi - Gone is the only man of the house Palu! get real. Focus on reality! Be Shameless! You need to get fucked! yes FUCKED well. Because Debu never fucked you well any damn day!!!
Pallavi sighed and looked down pouting...."That's true.... I..."
Virtual Pallavi - Shut Up and listen to me! Take this opportunity to take a sweet revenge on your ex-husband! show him you are capable of marrying someone far more manlier and wealthy!!! show him Palo!!! show him....umm oops I mean.....HER!
Pallavi blushed and giggled lightly at the realization that her once-husband was now coming back as a fully developed woman and before she could pout out something to the mirror, she stopped!
The reflection in the mirror had turned back to normal. But Pallavi blushed on remembering the words pouted by her kinky-self in the mirror. She curled her lips into a naughty smile and decided to take some bitter-sweet revenge on her transformed husband for keeping her sexually famished.
But, there were no violent thoughts in Pallavi's mind. She was rather eager to welcome her transformed husband back home and blushed at several levels when she realised how bizzare the context would be, where she would be a bride again and be married to a more manly man right infront of her ex-husband who himself would lead the life of a female.
Shamelessly, Pallavi sat on her bed again and browsed through the pictures of the hunks in the Macho Squad magazine. Her hand subconscously rubbing around her saree clad groin area as she scanned the muscles, the abs and moreover the net value of each hunk.
Oblivious to all this, Promila did her regular puja untill she was distracted by a phone call.
"Who could it be?" The elderly widow wondered and got up from her ashan and picked up the call right away. To her surprise it was Reema Saigal.
With a series of heartbeats Promila picked up the call and recieved the good news from the other side. She couldn't believe the news herself as she pouted...."F..free of cost? Miss Saigal, is it true?"
"Yes Mrs Bhattacharya, please bring Pallavi on this Sunday. I shall whatsapp you the dress code and the ornaments required for the shoot in a while!" Reema aunty pouted and on the other hand Promila just cooed...
"Sure. I will await the list!"
Promila disconnected the phone and suddenly lost in a breif imagination.
Promila's Imaginary Mind :
Promila dressed in a lavish saree while Pallavi dressed as the bride daughter in her red benarsi. Both the ladies welcomed the groom who was a Bengali just like them and four people lifted Pallavi as she held the leaf to cover her face. The whole crowed did the typical marital praise of 'ulu ulu' as Pallavi eyed her new bengali husband and Promila's heart grew with maternal love and affection for both the newlyweds.
"Uff....I am already imagining things!" Promila cooed as she was done with her imagining of a future scenario. She still had her son in mind, but since she had vowed she will priortitize Pallavi more, she was eager to make sure the girl was now married to a more promising male and she mentally wished it was a Bengali family just like them.
Promila then walked to her room with her phone and as usual, she happened to pass by her son's room. She noticed her once-bahu taking a nap and that too with the 'Macho squad' magazine resting on her gorgeous flat belly. Promila just stood by the threshold and studied the beautiful figure of Pallavi clad in her simple saree and actually couldn't see the magazine cover because of it lying flat.
"Such a young fertile girl! so sad she had to marry my son and suffer!! poor thing!" Promila cooed and sighed before moving on to her own room to rest for a while.
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Bobby Center :
The old matron had made sure that throughout the week, Debojit had been fed enough Estrogen pills and his diet with specific mixtures in them made sure that his hips and his breasts had developed more prominently. The man wept every single day and the old matron comforted him with a hug and maternal warmth which somehow comforted him to a level.
He was dressed in a gown and was resting his head on the lap of the older matron, pouting...
"I don't know how I can go home like this kakima!"
The matron bushed her fingers on his cheek and cooed back...
"Aw you sweet pie! just go home and see how your mother embraces you! She has a new daughter now! Forget everything that happened before!"
Debojit still felt goosebumps deep within at the persuit of visiting his house not as a man, but as woman now. He still felt odd with not feeling a tool between his legs and rather having something with flappy lips and a hole deep within. He also hated to admit that he had now fully developed breasts with nice big aerolas and nipples.
"I am happy to see that you are about to be released atlast! I wish you the best to lead your life as a Bobby who is worthy of a good life and..." The matron naughtily stopped.
"And?" Debojit still had his head on her lap while pouting out.
"And a nice caring Husband silly!" The matron giggled and Debojit out of sheer shock got up and almost shouted...."NO!! UHHHH THIS IS DISGUSTING!"
But the older matron rubbed the creamy soft shoulder of Debojit and cooed softly...
"Don't you realise khoki that you are no longer a man and surely you don't expect to wear mens clothes anymore do you? Accept the reality and move on with this new life dear!"
Debojit dropped a tear which made his cheeks sparkle somehow because of his naturally fair complexion. He held on to the bosom of the older matron like a small child and cried in tiny tears....
"Kakima...no...I can't go home like this!!! keep me here with you! I will stay in this cell all my life! But no.......I can't face the world with this new body of mine!"
"Aw shona! look at you cry! you will put the ladies in shame who cry on leaving their homes after marriage! I wonder how much you will cry when you leave your mothers house while a man firmly holds your shoulder and takes you to his house!"
Debojit felt countless shivers throughout his body when he heard the matron speak so normally on these things. He felt this was some kinda of a pleasent nightmare.
Just then an unexpected moment of shiver passed him when a ward-man entered the cell with a vaccum cleaner. Debojit noticed the man eyed his body as if stripping him naked and this new fear shook him to death almost, as he looked the other side while clinging to the matron.
"Relax khoki, I think he has caught a fancy to you!" The matron cooed jokingly and Debojit felt more tears building deep within.
"Uh no kakima......stop it please!!"
To Debojit's relief, the ward-man left the room with a sort of a wicked smirk and this whole new feeling scared him in a way. However, the matron then cooed while carreesing his cheeks in a maternal way...."Take a small nap, you will be discharged by evening!"
"Nn....nnoo kakima.....I ....I aa...am not gg...going ann....nywhere!" Debojit cooed, shifting to and fro adding a sway to his big hips, while his head remained on the older lady's lap.
"Why shona? your family must be eagerly waiting to welcome you! This is your whole new life! Embrace it and forget whatsovever happened in the past!"
Debojit shook with discomfort at the idea of returning to his house as a woman! This seemed so surreal to him and he wept in the memory of his old male body as he clung to the old matron, who allowed him to take solace on her lap and soon he drifted to a small nap.
"Good girl! take a nap and you will feel fresh when you get up and get ready to go home in a few hours!"
.....................
In a misty forest, Pallavi laid on a bark of a tree in just a red petticoat and blouse. Her belly breathing on its own and her slight babyfat had a sway of its own at the hips. She kept looking up at the sky and her breasts seemed to heave up and down and vice versa at the sound of some distant drums again. The same drums which occured in a previous dream!
Just then Pallavi's nose whiffed a scent!
A very intense masculine scent!
Pallavi twisted her lower lip and allowed the upper teeth to bite on it seductively as the manly aroma enchanced her senses and allowed her mound to throb within her saree.
"Who is there? Please, show yourself!" Pallavi just cooed and looked around, raising her head slightly, looking left and then right, but not a soul was to be seen. But the damn smell kept arousing her to the point that the kinked up bong girl began to explore herself with eyes closed. Her lips continuously mashing against each other, allowing the teeth to bite on the lower at times and overall her face made lewd expressions without shame.
"Come to me....p...l...e..a...s..ee..."
A very kinky Pallavi cooed and brushed her fingers on her neck first and then took those fingers further down to toy with her cleavage exposed from the blouse. She toyed with the deep crevice for sometime and then softly ran her palms over her either breasts.
"Ah...hmmmmm" She moaned!
Pallavi then slowly feathered her breasts and then got her hand down towards her navel. It wasn't too deep because of a reasonably flat belly, but she still toyed around the small hole and just when she was about to dip a finger into it, another finger interfered and dipped straight into her navel!
The whole width of the masculine finger probing her navel made Pallavi open her eyes in curiosity and....
.......
............
"Huh.......ohhh.........what's wrong with me?" Pallavi cooed and realised she was in reality once more and in deep shame she again realised that she had subconsciously orgasmed and yet once again she had to take a bath to cleanse her thighs off the itchy liquid that leaked out of her coven. With a sigh, she looked at her side and saw Daksh's eyes looking straight at her from the magazine cover. Not yet aware of who he is, Pallavi shoved the magazine aside and suddenly felt a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Pallavi cooed as she assembled her pallu and straightened her hair as much as she could. To make sure the patch on the bedsheet was hidden, she covered the area with her saree, spreading the ends a bit more on it.
To her surprise, it was her nanad Subosree, who had the same hatred expression on her face as always.
Subosree rushed in and slammed a packet on the bed before she turned to leave the room. Just then, Pallavi stopped her nanad..."Subu, what is this?"
"See for yourself!! maa has sent it for you!" Subosree spat and left the room, however before she could go past the threshold, she just looked down and cooed......."You must be happy today!!" and then left the room.
"Wha....why..." Pallavi cooed and then saw the calender on her phone. Her heart went through a sudden goosebump when she realised what the day was...
Debojit's Discharge day!
Pallavi then got back to her naughty-self and opened the packet to see what was there inside. To her surprise, it was an apparently expensive saree and blouse piece made to wore for auspicious occasions. Before she could guess anything else, Promila came inside the room and smiled while rubbing a hand on Pallavi's head, pouting...
"It is a difficult day, but let's not be dissapointed and rather be positive about it! forget the one who is coming was my son once, I am actually happily welcoming another daughter home!"
"Maa you are so optimistic!! The world needs more women like you!"
This wasn't a figure of speech from Pallavi's side, she actually meant what she said and was genuinely awed by Promila's ability to move ahead in life rather than mourning on the present and past.
"Hug me once Pallavi! So I can gather the courage to welcome Debu!" Promila cooed on the verge of slight tears and in this moment of affection, Pallavi hugged her ex-mother in law and in this kodak moment, she cooed softly to her....
"Maa, keep some more sarees ready for your new daughter!"
Promila blushed and cooed in a slight embarrasment...."Mmmmhmmm I sure will!"
Pallavi added some more into her naughtyness and cooed...."One more thing! Pamper me a little bit more maa!"
Promila broke the hug and cooed..."Now what Palo-shona?"
Pallavi then walked around untill she reached behind Promila and then in a moment touched coiled her hands around her neck and cooed...
"Maa! if you don't keep my word. I will not allow you to shower kisses on my forehead or cheek like a mother!! I will not talk to you!"
Promila who had taken the vow to be a loyal mother to Pallavi, just cooed out...."uff ho! tell me na what is it!!!! Do you like troubling your maa like this hmm?"
A moment of a creepy silence took place and Pallavi coiled her hands more around Promila's neck with her lips close to her ears and her eyes apparently naughty!
"Promise me you will not only take me out for the photshoot but also Debu!!! Keep a similar saree for him and take both your daughters with you!!!"
Promila's heart thumped hard at the words! A spark of electricity passed through her body and she sheepishly smiled looking at Pallavi with a very breif nodd.
Afterall, deep within it was still ackward for the widowed mother to accept the reality, but she somehow thought she will accept it and move on.
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Subosree's college :
Subosree read the message on whatsapp regarding her brother's release and this made her even more sad! The message was sent by her mother who confirmed the fact that Debojit would show up around mid evening and she wondered how would she face her feminized elder brother. Her dearest dadabhai!
As usual Neelima teased the young girl on the present circumstances and she immediately placed the samosas and drinks on the table and sat clinging to her bestie, pouting.... "Hmmmm finally your didbhai.....sorry dadabhai is showing up today! hey can I come with you to greet him?? pppllleeeaaaaasseeee!!!"
Subosree got very irritated at this moment because her bestie had that typical teasy tone and she was also blowing the words into her ear directly.
"This bitch has no empathy!" Subosree cooed in her mind and then sighed with a gloomy face and pouted...
"Stop it! I am already feeling uneasy and you are just getting on my nerves okay?? idiot!"
Neelima smiled and then brought her large purse up on the canteen table. Subosree raised her eyebrows and cooed..."What you upto?"
"Hmmmmm I have a gift for your 'Dadabhai'!" Neelima winked in the most naughty manner possible.
"What gift?" Subosree cooed. She hated when Neelima winked like that.
Neelima made a naughty smirk and got a vertical box out. It was gift wrapped and Subosree wondered what could it be!
"Now what on earth is this?" Subosree made a grimace of a face and raised one eyebrow at her friend.
"Uh ummmm no!! hey not for you, don't open it. It is for your dadabhai and he will like it, trust me babes!" Neelima winked again.
"Will you stop winking like that Neelu!!!! stupid!" Subosree shoved the gift aside, but Neelima obliged her somehow, grabbing onto her slim fair wrist....
"Aw c'mmon now Subu!! for me pleaase! for our bestieship!!!! puhhhhleeeeeeeeeeze!"
Subosree sighed and accepted the gift out of her loyalty for friendship. However Neelima still held on her forearm and smirked once more...
"But hey Subu, don't forget one thing! Only your dadabhai is allowed to open the gift, not you!"
Subosree nodded in a low mood tone, but she had no faith on the evil smirk of her bestie. She wondered what the gift could be.
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The Grand Evening :
Promila adorened herself in a Tant saree which was very much the traditional bengali saree wore on auspicious occasions. She was done with her half sleeved blouse and the saree when just then Pallavi enters the room. She was looking very elegant in her own Tant saree as well, as it was given my Promila herself.
"Hmmmmmmm maa! looking gorgeous!" Pallavi softly touched the shoulder of her ex-mother-in-law and cooed.
"I feel weird Palo shona!" Promila cooed back.
"But you are strong too maa!" Pallavi nuzzled her cheek to Promila's softly in a child like love.
"Hmmmmmm I hope so too! Is Subu ready yet?" Promila knew how sad her young daughter was.
"I will go and check!" Pallavi cooed and walked out of the room.
Promila got her hair tied in a bun and then prepared the Aarti thaali for her son's welcome.
"More like my new daughter's welcome!" Promila giggled in a maternal manner to herself and prepared the thaali.
Inside Subo's room, Subosree also wore a tant saree and just sat on her bed in a gloomy manner. Pallavi decided to pull her nanad's leg a bit and she sat besides her and cooed...
"My nanad is looking so gorgeous!!! ready to welcome your didbhai hmm?"
"Uh boudi!!!! don't irritate me okay! why do women like even marry!!!!" Subosree spat out her words and looked the other side.
Pallavi who was now free in her mind and body, decided to be herself and she smirked without shame...
"Because I deserve a REAL MAN okay?? Stop showing this attitude to me Subu! your dadabhai was incapable of FUCKING me!!!!! He got what he deserved!!!"
"CHHHIIIIIIIIIIII Stop using disgusting language boudi!!!! I wonder why maa allowed you to stay in our house!!! you are not even my boudi anymore!" Subosree got up from the bed and rushed to the other end in agony. She was apalled at how Pallavi openly used the 'Fuck' word infront of her.
"Anyways Subu! get ready. Your dada will show up soon and don't hate me!! Someday you will agree with me!" Pallavi pouted and rushed out of the room.
Subosree sighed and looked down for a bit, realising she had to accept the reality and just before she would go out of the room, she realised Neelima's gift on her bed. She took the gift and wondered again what could be there inside the long vertical box.
On the other hand, after a long series of reluctance, Debojit was silenced and made to sit inside the van which drove straightaway to his house. He was dressed in a ladies gown and his heart shivered as his locality came closer and closer.
His forehead still having droplets after droplets of sweat beads.
His lips quivering against each other.
His heartbeats pacing faster and his newly formed breasts heaving up and down again and again.
His shoulders were held maternally by the old matron who comforted him in her own way all the way from the Bobby center itself.
"Khoki, we have finally reached your home! Don't fret any longer and be ready for your sweet dear mother to welcome you to home again! Remember what I had told you. Its your re-birth!"
"Oh kakima....I....dont know ho....how to face them!!" Debojit's heart skipped beats as his house finally showed up.
The car stopped atlast and Debojit got out with the older matron who still had a hand on his gown clad shoulder. To his surprise the door immediately opened and Debojit looked down in sheer shame and embarassment. However it was Promila who stood in her lavish saree and blouse with the aarti thaali and her eyes were expanded to resemble golf balls in a way!
"O maa go! Debu??" The astonished mother cooed as her hand almost stirred but still she managed to held the thaali firm. On the right side stood a very shocked Subosree who just gasped without uttering a single word.
However on the left side of Promila stood Pallavi with an awe, although she couldn't see the newly figure of her husband through the gown.
A moment of silence crept in and Debojit managed to look up to see three surprised faces and just then Pallavi cooed...
"Oh Debu! We missed you soo much!!"
Debojit felt shame and a current deep within to face Pallavi in his new body deep within the gown, while he also looked at his sister and mother who remained speechless.
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