How far would you go to help strangers?
Would you still help them, even if it caused you to lose your whole identity....?
Shyam, a 25-year-old, had recently relocated to a village for his job as a postmaster.
Govardhan, the 40-year-old village rul...
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"Didi, I want the pink one it I have matching sandles for this" Shyam told Sumitra hos choice for the saree to wear on Diwali puja.
Shyam started referring to Sumitra as "Didi" meaning elder sister in hindi soon as he realised that there is someone who is like family to him.
"Ohho, looks like some are eager to please their husband?" Sumitra said playfully.
"Why would Govardhan ji look at me when a bombshell is always there for him at night" Shyam winked at Sumitra replying with the same playful nature.
Over the last month, their bond grew stronger as Sumitra taught Shyam all things that a married woman requires to be an ideal wife.
Shyam's makeup skills and feminine style improved with each passing day, now he feels naked without a his vermillion and mangalsutra. His body and facial became almost non existent due to frequent laser treatment sessions.
His voice has changed with practice with his natural voice coming in higher octave than earlier. His way of carrying himself also became feminine with each passing day.
While it helped him adjust to his role as queen , it made it harder to conceal his transformation from his family, with them pointing out his stained lips who are still little red after the makeup remover or some remnant of mascara that feminized his eyes.
His life kept oscillating between a being son & fiancee and being Govardhans wife.
While Govardhan maintained his distance from shyam as he promised to do. Shyam did start enjoying his feminine side with the gift from Sumitra.
The phallic object opened a new horizon for shyam who previously thought that the only way to get orgasm was the hand exercise.
"Should we buy bangles next?" shyam asked.
"But not before the chat shop, I am craving Puchke like hell" Sumitra said.
"Are you... Are you pregnant didi" shyam whispered near sumitra's ears avoiding the gossips from Salesmen and villagers.
"Not sure, Haven't got my periods. My lord husband has been giving his best on the bed" sumitra said.
Both erupted in laughter but just as they were going for the counter to get the payment done.
Shyam's eyes widened in utter disbelief as he was jolted by the familiar voice, like a bolt of lightning on a stormy monsoon night.
"Bhaiya, can you please tell me where the post office is?" Priya asked the shopkeeper, oblivious to Shyam's presence.
Shyam's entire family was standing right behind her, conspiring to surprise him at his office and apartment.
Unknown from the fact that their son is buying sarees and bangles for his first Diwali at the palace.
