My name is Sridhar, and I studied in an all-boys school. I am fair and lean. When I was in 8th standard, there was a school day, and the teacher decided to stage a drama. They were searching for the right candidate for the heroine role and selected three boys who performed well. Finally, the teacher looked at me and asked if I was ready to become the heroine in the drama. Initially, I was not keen to play the role of a girl, but my friends forced me, and the teacher also said that I would suit well for the role because of my color and structure. I agreed, and we started practicing for the drama. Our teacher said I should practice more to behave like a woman, which she said she would teach me. I said okay.
Then, when I came home that evening, I started seeing myself in my mother's room dressing table mirror in different angles, wondering if I looked like a girl. While I was trying to behave like a girl, my mother entered and saw me. She asked me what I was doing, and I felt shy and told her that I had to act as a woman and heroine in the school drama. My mom started laughing and said, "Oh, my son will become my daughter now. Wow, God is listening to me, and I am getting a daughter, is it?" She said this because I am the second son, and she wanted me to be a girl initially and did not like me as a boy. My mom said not to worry; she would teach me how to be a good woman in all respects. I said okay.
The next morning, I got up and finished my bath and was getting ready to go to school when my mom called me to come to her room. I went to her room, and she took some measurements with a tape and noted them down in her diary. She is also a good tailor in the area who stitches most of the ladies' dresses in our locality. I asked her why she was taking the measurements, and she only smiled and said I would get to know in the evening. I did not bother much about it as it was getting late for my school, so I went to school.
During lunch break and in the evening after classes, we were called for drama practice in the school. I tried to do my best, and the teacher corrected my movements and behavior. She reminded me that I was a girl on the stage and not a boy and should think like a girl and behave like one. I followed her instructions and started thinking that I was a girl and should act like one. I performed well, and everyone appreciated it. The teacher also asked us to practice at home as we had a very short period of 15 days. She said that the principal had said that if the drama came out well, we would perform the same drama in an inter-school drama competition, and everyone should do their best. Everyone agreed, including me.
When I came home, I washed up and wanted to change into my uniform. I went to my room and opened the cupboard to take out a half pant and t-shirt. I was shocked to see that none of my clothes were there. I shouted, "Mommy, where are my clothes?" She came and stood near the door and smiled, saying, "Hey Sheela, here are the clothes for you to wear. Please take and wear them." I did not understand why she called me Sheela and looked at her in confusion. Then she told me that she had bought all new dresses, including innerwear for a girl of my age. She said that I would have to wear them from that day at home until my drama was over so that I could feel the real femininity and perform naturally on the stage.
I felt so happy about the support she was giving me for my drama and told her that if we did well, the drama would enter the inter-school drama competition. She said we would do well, especially me as the heroine, and that I should get the Best Actor award. I assured her that I would do my best. Mom asked me to wear the dress and come to her room. I took the bra and panty but didn't know how to wear the bra. I told mom, and she helped me put it on. It was a padded bra and didn't require any stuffing. I felt a strange sensation in my body when I wore the bra and panty. Mom then helped me put on a silk long skirt and a top blouse. She then took me to her room and started doing my makeup with powder, eyeliner, and lipstick. She put on a bindi and painted my nails with polish. She also put a dozen bangles on each hand, new dangling earrings in my ears, a new payal on my leg, and fixed a long-haired wig on my head. She plaited the wig into two braids like a schoolgirl and kept some jasmine flowers on my head. Mom couldn't believe how beautiful I looked, and she felt emotional, kissing me and calling me Sheela, her daughter. She said I should dress as a girl every day at home so that I could perform naturally on stage. I agreed, and she said that from tomorrow, I would learn to wear a saree and practice in it since I would have to act on stage in a saree. We had dinner and went to bed. I slept in that girl's dress, dreaming about how my girl life would be.
The next morning, I woke up as usual and felt so happy to be a girl. I called my mom to help me remove my dress so I could take a bath and get ready for school. As the hooks were in the back of my blouse, I couldn't remove it on my own. My mom helped me and said she would teach me how to put on and take off back-hook dresses at night so I could be an independent girl. I agreed, and I also asked her to teach me how to braid my hair into single and double plaits so I could do it myself. I went to take a bath and saw a new soap and some creams there. My mom told me to use the cream so that any little hairs on my body would disappear, and I would have smooth skin like a girl. I did as she said and after the bath, I saw my body was shining with smooth skin. I felt so smooth when I touched my body.
I came out with a towel tied around my waist, but my mom told me to tie it up to breast level because I was a girl now. She tied it for me and showed me how to do it. My father works in Dubai, and he comes home only once a year for 15 days. My elder brother is studying in college and lives in a hostel. It's just me and my mom at home.
I went to school, wearing a panty underneath my uniform pants instead of men's underwear. At school, I performed well, and the teacher and other boys appreciated my acting, saying I did well as a girl. I had to improve, and I agreed to do so.
When I came home from school in the evening, my mom was waiting to teach me how to wear a saree. She brought new sarees for me, and I wore a blue plain saree with flowers on it, which had a blouse attached. My mom had already stitched a nice low-neck short-sleeved blouse in my size. I took a shower and came to her room. Before she could tell me, I wore a bra, and she gave me the blouse and petticoat to wear. I didn't know how to wear the petticoat, so she taught me how to do it. She then put on a wig and other ornaments, and I did my makeup. In the saree, I looked like a pretty young woman of 20 years. If any young boy saw me, he might fall in love with me. I felt so nice about myself.
My mother taught me how to wear the saree, pleat the pallu, and the front of the saree. She said that while she prepared dinner, I could practice tying the saree five or six times, and I would become an expert. She went to prepare dinner, and I started tying and removing the saree. After seven or eight times, I became an expert in tying the saree. I felt so happy and confident that I had become an expert. I don't know why, but I felt that I should become a woman if I could, and slowly, my mind, heart, and soul were turning towards accepting my femininity and wanting it to continue forever. When my mom came back, I removed my saree and tied it in front of her. She said I had learned how to wear a saree so nicely, and I did it better than so many ladies who came to our house. We both felt so happy.
I told my mom I would sleep in the saree, and she agreed. So, I slept in the saree as a woman, dreaming about my feminine performance on stage
The next day, Sridhar woke up early in the morning feeling excited about the day ahead. He couldn't wait to get back to the drama class and continue his role as a woman. As he got dressed in his school uniform, he secretly wore a panty underneath just like the previous day.
He went to school, and during the break, he went to the drama class. As soon as he entered, everyone in the class was amazed by his transformation. The girls complimented him on his saree, and the boys were impressed by how he was able to pull off his role as a woman so convincingly.
The teacher was also very pleased with Sridhar's performance and asked him to continue with the role. She suggested that they could even do a stage performance to showcase Sridhar's acting skills. Sridhar was thrilled with the idea and promised to work harder to perfect his role.
As the day went on, Sridhar couldn't help but feel more and more comfortable in his feminine role. He started to enjoy the feeling of wearing a saree and makeup, and even started to think about how he could improve his feminine mannerisms.
That evening, when he got home, he was eager to show his mother his progress. She was amazed by how well he had learned to tie a saree and how confident he looked in it. She told him that he looked more beautiful than many women she had seen.
seeing Sridhar in a saree, his mom got emotional and hugged him tightly. She was overwhelmed to see her son embracing his feminine side and decided to give him a new girly name, Radhika. The next day, Radhika's mother replaced all of his clothes with new ones, including sarees, skirts, tops, bras, panties, and all the necessary accessories. She was thrilled to finally have the daughter she had always wanted.
One day, a neighbour aunty came over to ask for some sugar and was surprised to see Radhika in a beautiful saree. She mistook Radhika for a relative and asked who she was. Radhika's mother introduced her as her sister's daughter who had come to stay with them for a while. The aunty was impressed with Radhika's beauty and grace and couldn't stop complimenting her.
The aunty and Radhika's mother chatted for a long time, and during their conversation, the aunty mentioned her son Raman, who was looking for a suitable bride. When she went back to the house, she talked with his son about a beautiful girl in the neighborhood. And asked him to meet her.
Raman was intrigued by the idea of meeting Sridhar's cousin, whom he believed to be a beautiful girl. He eagerly agreed to meet her and they made plans to meet the following weekend.
Sridhar was excited and nervous at the same time. He had never interacted with a boy before, let alone gone on a date. He didn't know how to behave or what to say. His mother noticed his anxiety and sat down to talk to him.
"Don't worry, beta. Just be yourself and enjoy the evening. Remember, Raman thinks you're a girl, so just act like one. And don't forget to wear your new saree," she said with a smile.
Sridhar took his mother's advice to heart and prepared for his date. He wore a beautiful pink saree with matching accessories and waited for Raman to arrive.
When Raman saw Sridhar, he was taken aback by her beauty. He couldn't believe that she was actually a boy. Sridhar was nervous at first, but as they started talking, she began to relax and enjoy herself. Raman was charming and made her feel comfortable.
They went for a walk in the park, had ice cream and talked about their hobbies and interests. Sridhar was surprised to find that they had a lot in common. They both loved music and movies, and shared a passion for reading.
As the sun began to set, Raman asked Sridhar if she would like to go on another date with him. Sridhar was overjoyed and said yes.
Over the next few months, Sridhar and Raman went on many dates and got to know each other better. They fell in love and started a relationship.
Sridhar's mother was happy to see her child so happy and in love. She supported their relationship and encouraged them to follow their hearts.
Eventually, Sridhar decided to tell Raman the truth about her identity. She was nervous about how he would react, but she knew she had to be honest with him.
To her surprise, Raman was accepting and understanding. He told her that he loved her for who she was, and not for her gender.
Together, they faced many challenges, but they overcame them with love and understanding. They proved that true love knows no boundaries and can conquer any obstacle.
Sridhar's journey of self-discovery led her to find love and happiness. She realized that being true to herself was the only way to live her life, and she was grateful to have a supportive family and partner by her side.
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