Birth of the girls squad

As the night wore on, Aditi’s teasing and curious glances became more frequent. I could tell she wasn’t just playing around anymore—there was something deeper in her questions, something she was waiting for me to reveal. My heart raced as I realized it was time. Time to tell her everything.

We sat down after dinner, the room filled with the soft clinking of bangles on my wrists and the gentle sound of my anklets as I shifted nervously. Aditi leaned back, her eyes fixed on me, clearly waiting for me to say something.

“You know, Aditi,” I started, my voice barely a whisper, “there’s something I’ve been hiding for a long time… Something I haven’t told anyone, except for one person.”

She raised an eyebrow, her smile soft but knowing. “I figured as much,” she said, her tone gentle, but filled with curiosity. “Go on, I’m listening.”

Taking a deep breath, I began to tell her everything—from my childhood growing up with my female cousins, mother, and aunt, constantly surrounded by their femininity, to the secret moments when I’d sneak into the bathroom to try on their dresses and blouses. I told her about how I had always felt a pull towards their world, fascinated by the way they dressed, their mannerisms, and the way they carried themselves.

Aditi listened silently, her face softening as I opened up. “And then there’s Shruthi,” I said, hesitating for a moment before continuing. “She’s the saleslady at the lingerie store I go to. She… she figured me out one day, and since then, she’s been helping me explore this side of myself. Every weekend, I dress up as Suhasini at her place. We try on sarees, do makeup, jewelry—everything. And it’s not just about dressing up. It’s become a part of me… something I can’t ignore.”

Aditi smiled, her eyes twinkling with understanding. “So that’s why you know so much about clothes, accessories, everything… it all makes sense now.”

I nodded, my face flushed with both relief and embarrassment. “Yeah… I’ve been living this double life, pretending to be just a regular guy during the week and becoming Suhasini on the weekends. But I never expected anyone else to notice.”

Aditi leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at me with a playful yet knowing smile. “You know, I always suspected there was something different about you. I could feel it. Every time we were together, it was like being with one of my girlfriends, not a guy. When I asked you to wear that feminine T-shirt at the mall and you accepted it so easily, I knew I had to push you further. I wanted to see how far you would go.”

She laughed softly, shaking her head. “And you did. You just kept going, accepting everything I threw at you—bangles, makeup, hairbands, heels. You didn’t even flinch, Suhas,” she said, using my name but with a tone that suggested she saw me in a new light. “Or should I say, Suhasini?”

I blushed, the sound of her using that name catching me off guard. “So you knew all along?” I asked.

Aditi nodded. “I didn’t know exactly, but I had my suspicions. You’re just… different. It’s not a bad thing, you know. I’ve always felt like I was hanging out with a girl when I was with you. You’re so comfortable in this world—clothes, fashion, makeup. I could see that there was more to you than you were letting on.”

She paused, then added, “I wasn’t pushing you to be mean. I just wanted to help you open up, to be honest with yourself, and maybe even with me. And tonight, when you accepted everything so naturally, it confirmed what I was thinking. There’s a girl inside you, and I was just waiting for you to admit it.”

I felt a weight lift off my shoulders, like a secret I had been carrying for so long had finally been shared. Aditi didn’t judge me, didn’t laugh. Instead, she accepted me, and that acceptance felt like the warmest embrace.

“I guess I was just scared to say it out loud,” I admitted. “Scared that you wouldn’t understand, or that you’d see me differently.”

Aditi reached over and took my hand, squeezing it gently. “You don’t have to be scared with me, Suhasini,” she said, her voice full of warmth. “I see you. I’ve always seen you. And I’m glad you finally let me in.”

I smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. For the first time, I didn’t have to hide. Aditi knew everything now, and instead of pushing me away, she was pulling me closer.

“So… what now?” I asked, my heart still racing but with excitement this time, not fear.

Aditi, with her mischievous smile, suggested something that made my heart skip a beat.

“Let’s video call Shruthi,” she said with a grin. “I want to meet the person who’s been your partner in all this. And I’m sure she’ll love to see how far you’ve come tonight.”

I hesitated for a moment. Shruthi had only ever seen me as Suhasini in her own private space, never with someone else present. But the bond between Aditi and me felt strong now, and I wanted Shruthi to meet her. I nodded, smiling nervously as Aditi dialed Shruthi’s number.

When Shruthi answered, the screen lit up with her bright smile. But as soon as she saw me—dressed in Aditi’s skirt, with my hair done, wearing jewelry, bangles, and makeup—her eyes widened in surprise. “Oh my God, Suhasini!” she gasped. “You look incredible!”

I blushed, adjusting the hairband Aditi had placed on me, feeling the dangling earrings brush against my neck. “Shruthi, this is Aditi,” I said shyly. “She… kind of pushed me into this tonight.”

Aditi leaned into the camera with a grin. “Hi, Shruthi! I’ve heard so much about you. I guess I couldn’t resist seeing how Suhasini would look with my own little makeover,” she said playfully. “I just wanted to see how far I could push him—or should I say her?”

Shruthi chuckled, her eyes dancing with amusement. “Well, Aditi, you’ve certainly done a wonderful job. Suhasini looks more feminine than I’ve ever seen her!” She turned her gaze back to me, her voice softening. “You look beautiful, Suhasini. How does it feel to be fully dressed up outside of our sessions?”

I felt a wave of emotion rise inside me. Being called "Suhasini" by both of them now, in such an open and accepting way, made me feel truly seen. “It feels… different,” I admitted, smiling. “But good. Really good. Aditi has been amazing tonight.”

Aditi chuckled. “Amazing? I just gave you a little push in the right direction. But honestly, Suhasini, it’s like you were meant for this. The way you move, the way you embrace it all—it’s like you’ve been waiting to fully become her.”

Shruthi nodded in agreement. “I’ve always thought so. Suhas, or rather, Suhasini, has such a natural grace when she’s in this space. It’s more than just clothes or makeup—it’s like she’s coming alive, finding her true self.”

Their words filled me with a strange mix of emotions—relief, joy, and a sense of belonging I had never felt before. They both accepted me not as Suhas, but as Suhasini, the version of me I had kept hidden for so long. And now, they both wanted to see her flourish.

As the conversation continued, Aditi turned to Shruthi with a curious look. “Tell me more about Suhasini,” she said. “I want to know what she’s like, how she’s grown with you. I feel like I’ve only just scratched the surface tonight.”

Shruthi smiled warmly. “Suhasini is special. She’s shy at first, but once she’s dressed up, there’s this quiet confidence that comes out. We’ve tried so many styles together—sarees, salwar suits, western outfits. Every time she puts on a new outfit, it’s like she’s discovering a new part of herself.”

Aditi leaned closer to the screen, clearly fascinated. “I can see that. Even tonight, as I added more accessories and makeup, it felt like Suhasini was coming forward more and more. And she didn’t resist—she embraced it, even if she was shy about it at first.”

I could feel their eyes on me, their shared excitement palpable. There was something thrilling about being the center of their attention, about them both seeing me not as a boy trying to dress up, but as someone who had a real connection to femininity.

“I’ve always seen her as more than just a boy in girl’s clothes,” Shruthi continued, her voice thoughtful. “There’s a femininity in Suhasini that’s genuine. It’s not forced or artificial. It’s like she’s discovering a part of herself that was always there, just waiting to be brought out.”

Aditi nodded in agreement, her eyes soft as she looked at me. “That’s exactly what I felt tonight. When we were in the kitchen, when I gave her the apron, the bangles… it wasn’t just about dressing up. It was like watching someone slip into their natural skin. And honestly, I love it. I love seeing Suhasini, not Suhas.”

I blushed, overwhelmed by their words. “I didn’t know how you’d react, Aditi. I was so scared of telling you.”

Aditi reached out and squeezed my hand, even through the screen, her touch warm and reassuring. “You never had to be scared with me. And now that I know, I’m excited to see more of Suhasini. I mean, why not spend more time as her? You clearly enjoy it, and Shruthi and I both see how happy it makes you.”

Shruthi nodded in agreement, her smile encouraging. “Aditi’s right. You shouldn’t have to hide this part of yourself. And now that Aditi knows, you have both of us to support you.”

The thought of spending more time as Suhasini—of being fully embraced by both of them—made my heart race with a mixture of fear and excitement. They weren’t just accepting me; they were celebrating me. They wanted to help me explore this side of myself even more, and the idea of having two close friends who saw and loved Suhasini filled me with a deep sense of gratitude.

As the conversation wound down, Aditi looked at me with a mischievous grin. “So, Suhasini, what’s next? Another makeover session? Maybe a girls’ shopping day with me and Shruthi?”

Shruthi laughed. “Oh, definitely a shopping day. We can find you some more outfits, accessories… maybe even some heels that fit better than the ones you’re wearing now.”

I laughed nervously, feeling a warmth bloom in my chest. “I don’t know if I’m ready for all that…”

But inside, I knew I was. With both of them by my side, I wasn’t just Suhas anymore. I was Suhasini, and for the first time in my life, I felt like I could truly embrace that part of me.