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This chapter is a little longer than usual, I tried writing conversation between shyam and his family casual which required more lines to be added.
Also there is a little smutty scene in the bathroom for you guys... I hope you enjoy it ...
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As evening descended, Shyam's gaze remained fixed on the wall clock, his heart racing with anxiety and fear of the unknown. "What if they see through my disguise?" he worried, his hands fluttering nervously, the bangles now a familiar accompaniment to his every move.
The soft clinking sound, once jarring, had become a comforting reminder of his new reality.
Shyam's eyes drifted to the mirror, where a reflection stared back, increasingly familiar yet still strange.
The clothes, once constricting, now felt like a second skin. The makeup, meticulously applied, accentuated features he was growing accustomed to. A sense of unease lingered, but a glimmer of acceptance had begun to emerge.
Sumitra's voice broke the spell, her teasing tone a welcome distraction. "Soumya madam, have you admired yourself enough in the mirror? Can we proceed now?" Her words, laced with playful sarcasm, brought a hesitant smile to Shyam's lips.
They reached shyams old apartment where he spent his last few months, going as a postmaster.
"What type of man is Ramu?" Sumitra made query to shyam asking about his old friend.
"The type of man who doesnt bother putting a shirt before opening a gate, I can bet he would be in his undies, puffing up ciggrate.
After a knock, a familiar face opened the door. A man with an unshaven beard in just underwear puffing up ciggrate just as shyam described.
"Shyam!! ...", Ramu said in a surprised voice after seeing his friend " is that you?"
"Her name is Soumya", Sumitra corrected him in a commanding voice" and you will refer to her as Queen Soumyavati"
"Hello old friend... Can we come in? " shyam said in a tired voice.
"I have already paid this month's rent so I don't think I should have asked that." Shyam thought to himself.
""I am sorry.. Queen soumyavati. Please come" Ramu srecovering initial sock of seeing his friends female avatar up close.
"You seem surprised.. arent you the one who brought me to the temple that day" shyam asked in authorative voice.
"I ... did, yes"
"And we thank you for that" sumitra said "Soumya needs this apartment for sometime if you care to give us some privacy" again it wasnt a request but a command.
"And atleast put some tshirt on if you great someone"
"Sorry my queens" Ramu left the apartment in a hurry but not before putting out the half smoked cigarette and putting on some decent clothes. He didnt know the purpose of their visit not like he had guts to ask them anyway.
"So you can change here or do you want to use the bathroom", Sumitra asked.
"I prefer the bathroom" shyam said in whispering voice.
The bathroom was as he left, the emptied shampoo bottle, the ashtray near toilet which had even agrued Ramu with, the mirror still half clean.
Shyam ignored everything and put the empty bag on the bathroom sink which will hold the saree and other jewlery.
He began undressing, removing the saree then underskirt and blouse.
He stood in front of the mirror, half naked in yet another expenive bridal lingerie which maids instied on putting to make him feel like an acutal bride.
Looking at the reflection of a beautiful woman made shyam's member a new energy it erected like pole tenting the panties he wore.
Shyam tried not to think about it but as a man he has some needs. Before he knew he started rubbing it over the panty slow hand gestures became longer and faster.
He cupped his bra and started pressing his breast like an animal. After few seconds he felt what could be described as yet another ecstacy, his eyes closed and the rod which he was rubbing now spurt out the liquid was familiar with.
"Soumya ... Everything okay" Sumitra asked knocking on the bathroom door after hearing soe panting sound coming from bathroom.
The knock brought shyam back to his senses, the red panties were now spoiled with his own seed. He removed both undergarments, regretting losing his control again after seeing his own reflection.
"He then moved to jewelry , anklets bangles, carefully removing noseing and earings from his newely peirced ears. "Removing makeup was tedious task, multiple face washes and makeup remover made his face burn a little. He applied some moisturizer to ease on the burning. Removing wig didnt have much effect on his face as his hairs already were a shoulder length long but it did gave his head some space to breathe.
He put on his male clothes which were simple blue shirt and black trousers but felt devoid of colour in comparison to the heavy saree his was wearing a moment ago.
"I am ready.." shyam said coming out of the bathroom.
"Well soumya, the tomboy look also suits you well" Sumitra " but you forgot about something"
"What..?"
"Look down.."
"Shit!.. how did I forget these" Shyam said and went back to the bathroom tying the obvious sign of his transformation..... His breast.
The bandage worked wonders.. almost making him flat chested again , the rest was dependant on the camera angle and loosness of shirt he worn.
"How do I look?"
"I am already missing my sweet soumya"
"You will get her back once I am done after an hour"
"Make sure you get rid of this 5 o clock show of yours" sumitra said pointing at the remnant of shyam shaved beard small facial hair poking out near his mouth, "I dont want my soumya's beauty be affected by these"
"Okay I will shave again"
'Dont worry we will have a better solution for that, but its thing for later"
Finally the phone rang... Indicating video call from priya on screen. Increasing shyams hartbeat with each ring.
"Okay... Here goes nothing" Shyam clock accept.
"Hi!!! My baby.. my sweet teddy bear.. my pumpkin"
Sumitra tired to control her giggle not letting it out after listning the names priya gave to shyam.
"Hi baby.. where are you", Shyam said little embarressed by the names.
"Well surprise!! I am at Sunaina aunty's house, your house stupid" priya said in excited voice.
"Is maa there" shyam said enquiring about his mother.
"Beta.. how are you? We were calling you for days but no one picked up" his mother said in motherly concerned voice.
"Aunty.. he was busy in some training" priya answered on behalf of shyam.
"You should stop calling me aunty now, I am also your mother now" sunaina said to priya urging her to use "maa" as she will soon be part of the family.
Shyam smile listening to his family again. Then he saw his teenaged sister.
"Bhaya, Hi!! When are you coming back? We need to buy things for diwali soon" diksha interrupted the call with his chirpy voice.
"Diwali is still a month away, I will try but I am not sure if I will get the leaves or not" Shyam dodged the question knowing that he cant go back to his home till next year.
"Wait what on you hands" diksha raised the question alarming the family, she pointed out Shyams henna filled hands that she saw over phone screen.
"Wait.. why are you wearing Mehndi?" Priya raised voice in surprised emotion.
Shyam panicked, he had think some cleaver comeback or he will ruin everything in few seconds.
"Navratri... It was for navratri" Shyam said the only thing that came it his mind .
"There is tradition where all men and women apply hena on their hands for Navratri celebration"
"But why did you do this? You are not even part of the village" sunaina enquired.
"And the mehandi design is feminine and looks expensive" priya added with more suspicions.
"I was a new guy so they just did it on both Ramu and my hands as a prank" Shyam said impressing Sumitra who was just standing behing the curtains with his quick thinking.
"Speak of the devil, where is he? Isn't he with you right now"
"He went out for ciggarates"
"I hope you haven't started smoking with that rowdy boy" finally his father adding something to the conversation.
"I haven't and will never do that baba..,. By the way, how are you?" Shyam said to his father asking his well being.
"I am fine.. sunaina! talk to you your son" rajesh called out Sunaina's name to avoid talking more than 2 sentences.
But priya took the phone again and went to a private room.
For the next five minutes they both shared some private moments on the phone, Priya ignoring the fact that 3 people are standing downstairs and shyam completely ignoring the fact that another person, sumitra is also there.
Both talked about some really romantic and seductive things that made sumitra both cringed and horny at the same time.
"Good bye... Love you pumpkin" priya gave kiss to the camera while shyam did the same on the other end.
"Good bye... Love you too baby" shyam said and clicked "end call".
"Good save, pumpkin...", Sumitra said with a sarcastic voice giggling after listening to a private conversation between these two, "It was lovely ... Listening to you two love birds going at it"
"Shit... I forgot you were there" shyam said blushing and embarrassed about the last 5 minutes of the call.
"So tell me.. Have you guys done it" Sumitra asked with mischivies smile.
"No.." shyam tried to end the converation there itself but sumitra kept insisting.
"We are sisters and sisters share all the secrets..... So.. have you done it" sumitra kept nudging him until he gave up.
"She went down on me once or twice, we have shared kisses but we haven't not go all the way" shyam went back to the memory trail. He shared how magical his first kiss was and how scared they both were during their first time.
"So have you went down on her?"
"She didn't ask me to..."
"Women don't always tell what they want, you will learn it once you are married"
"Well I am married I haven't learned it yet"
Shyam's words made both of them giggle like school girls.
Shyam changed back to his "Soumya" avatar and both queens went back to their palace.
But not before instructing Ramu to be dressed like a proper man because there will be more visits from the royals to his dampy apartment.