Misc. Erotica The Big Fat Two-State Wedding (Complete)

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Chapter 22

Promila remained gazing at the well-attired sophisticated looking lady who made a slight grimace of a face when she looked around the corners of the house. Clearly Prajakta realised that the family was just a normal middle-class one, but it was the sheer beauties of Debosree and Pallavi which had captured her fancy and deep in her heart, she also felt that the bong girls would be perfect for her hunk sons. 

"P...please come in!" Promila sheepishly smiled and allowed Prajakta and Pushpa to enter along with Reema.

Promila studied the hefty marathi lady for quite some time. She was not fair, but still it was her robust build that made the Bengali widow gaze more at her from top to bottom. One thing was for pretty well sure that Prajakta possessed a hefty figure with amazingly balloonous breasts which also looked firm and very much wide hips and a protruding fleshy stomach. 

"She must be a very foodie person!" Promila cooed into her mind and in the meantime, all four ladies settled on the sofa. 

Reema introduced Mrs Kulkarni more accurately now.....

"Promila, Mrs Kulkarni is not from here, as you have already gueesed. She is from Mumbai and of Marathi origin and umm she has preffered both your daughters for her two sons! I hope the culture difference is not an issue for you!"

"A non-bengali household? oh dear........never anticipated this coming!" Promila gasped and wondered something in her mind untill she was nudged by Prajakta herself...

"Mrs Bhattacharya! you didn't answer Reema yet!"

The lady had a commanding almost a dominant voice that shook Promila a bit. The fat bangles around the fleshy forearm kept attracting Promila's attention for some reason and the more the bangles shined, the more she thought...

"Oh my, those are pure gold bangles! Must be costing a lot for sure!"

"Uhm....Promila?" Reema politely pouted once more.

"Ah...no, umm ofcoarse not! I mean........ its just that.....this was unexpected! A ummmm marathi household....... ummm never thought about it Mrs Kulkarni!"

Promila's answer was so prompt and just looking at the slightly amazed bengali widow's face, Reema hid a giggle with her hand and then continued....."Good! nice to see a positive answer!"

"Can I call you Promila too? it's a nice name!"

Promila blushed. She sighed for sometime. A sudden praise on her name alone sent a tiny unknown shiver through her body and she replied politely...."oh...thank you Pr... Mrs Kulkarni!"

Reema decided to get up for some reason and sit next to Promila. She then whispered into the ear of the still slightly uncomfortable widow...

"Call her Prajakta tai!"

"Tai? sorry I didn't get it!" Promila pouted softly.

"Uff ho, 'Tai' is 'sister' in Marathi! call her 'Tai' c'mmon!"

Promila who didn't even have much clue about the language, managed to pout...."Uhm okay t...a..i!"

"Good!" Prajakta now sat more comfortably. Her hefty figure almost making the sofa seat crample inwards and combined with this robust figure was the set of a very expensive set of necklace, earings and bangles which were screaming pure gold. 

The marathi dominant lady then ran her white almond nails on her bangles, gesturing towards her royalty in a subtle way and then she used a commanding tone again....

"Um, I am expecting to see your daughters now. You see Promila, I need to judge them in person!"

Promila sighed and took a good look at Prajakta once again. Deep inside her mind, she cooed to herself....

"She is not a Bengali, a Maharashtrian! but so rich and afluent. Perhaps this family will be good for both Palo and Debu!"

Promila kind of smiled and called up straightaway.....

"Pallavi! Bring Debu along with you!"

The sound reached Pallavi's ears, who then turned back and looked at a shocked Debosree. The naughty ex-wife touched Debosree's shoulder and whispered....

"I think it must be Reema aunty!"

"Why did she come now??" Debosree murmered with an internal hesitation.

"Ummmmmm must be some sexy men prospects for us!!" Pallavi naughtily murmered in return. She bit her lip in mischeif when she noticed how her ex-husband shivered at the word 'men' yet once again.

"Uhhh no way!!! Keep me out of this Palo!!!" Debosree shrugged and made a face.

"Are keep you out means what? don't be silly Debu. We both are sisters now!! Eligible to marry some nice hunks out there! Didn't you see the magazine shona?"

Pallavi very lightly slapped a hip of Debosree through the t-shirt which sent a whole new unknonwn shiver inside the Bobby!

"Ah! why the current inside my body from that slap??? eeesshhhh!!!"

Debosree cooed to herself, while Pallavi scolded....

"Debu, maa is calling us!!! that's rude of you not to come with me okay?? Reema aunty must be waiting too!"

"Urghhh....fine!!!" Debosree pouted meekly. She wondered with shock to herself...

"Why am I suddenly getting excited at the idea of being shown a male prospect? urghh!! this is so cringeworthy!!!"

Pallavi bit her lip and tuned on to her naughty sadist mode again. She slowly and softly carreesed the shoulders of her ex-husband and murmered into his ear....

"Don't keep maa waiting like that Debu!!! you want her to feel embarassed? hmmm? you want the Bobby squad to take actions again hmm?"

"UHH NO!" Debosree almost jumped from her body and then settled back again. She sighed and murmered with teary eyes....."Bu..tt I caa...n't go with you like that!!! that too in a saree!!!"

Pallavi smirked and wide eyed. Her eyes bright and naughty!

"Oh my! someone is so excited to wear a saree already!! I didn't even mention it, but ummmm you want me to dress you up sweetie?" 

Pallavi's words had a chirpy tone for sure, but Debosree felt pangs of fear from them. She defended herself firercely...

"UHHH NO!! no... I didn't mean that! I am okay in the tshirt and pants!"

Pallavi resisted a giggle from the panic on Debosree's face, but then she took a step towards the dressing table and took out something. To her embarassment, Debosree realised it was a lip gloss in reddish pink.

"Hey you are forgetting something shona!"

"Ohh God!!!! Please!!"

But a naughty Pallavi didn't listen to a single word. She somehow convinced Debosree to gloss her lips and she smiled when she saw her ex-husband pucker her lips, as she was taught once.

"Sweet, now come on!"

Debosree sighed and followed her ex-wife out of the room. The moment they both stepped out, they both were equally amazed at the sight of Mrs Kulkarni and her secreatary who stared at both of them with judgemental eyes already.

"Ah there you both are!" Promila pouted with a smile and she felt weird! Infront of her were her once-son and once-bahu, but now both were her daughters! These whole new avatars were bizzare, but then it was reality too.

Mrs Kulkarni gazed her eyes at both of them individually. Her eyes first scanned Pallavi....

A good curvy waist!

Medium but round breasts!

Slim waist!

Slender neck!

A small bindi on the forehead

A silent yet a half-smiled face!

"Hmmmmm, she clearly looks like a virgin girl to me!" Mrs Kulkarni murmered to Pushpa, who nodded and then both ladies shifted the attention to Debosree...

Tshirt clad slightly bigger breasts, round ones at that!

Hips that promissed a good amount of childbirth, despite clad in a trackpant!

Sparkling fair skin with round big eyes and a face which resembled Promila quite normally!

Last, but not the least, shining glossy pink lips!

"She is the Bobby, you know what to do right?" Prajakta murmered softly to Pushpa who nodded softly, studing the figure of Debosree top to bottom again and again.

Pallavi noticed the discomfort on Debosree's face and resisted a smirk, because she had to appear polite and demure to win the attention of the lavishly rich lady sitting not much far from her.

"Debosree and Pallavi, my sweet daughters!" Promila softly pouted and glanced guiltily at how her once-son shivered and gasped with embarrasment. Being a mother, she felt bad, but her eyes never left the presence of Prajakta Kulkarni. Everything from her hefty weight to the rich saree and dazzling ornaments strangely never let go of her attention.

"Hmmmmmm, Reema, was she the husband?" 

"HHUHH WHHAATT!" Debosree shivered and felt a major panic attact at that very moment. She very latently clenched her fist and wondered.....

"Holy hell! did Reema spilled all the beans of her past???"

Promila too gasped and looked down in sheer embarrasment, while Pallavi bit her lip in a mischevious way and murmered to Debosree, lightly holding her palm....

"Its alright Debu, relax!"

"Darnnit!! did you tell Reema anything about our past??" Debosree murmered as silently as she could, but Pallavi smirked again....

"Uff ho! She has seen many Bobbys in her life by now I am sure Debu!"

Prajakta then gestured to Pushpa in an inaudible way and the suited lady got up from the sofa, heading straight towards Pallavi first. The bong girl felt like a lab expierment model from just the gaze of Pushpa alone. 

"Hmmmmmm, okay, turn around now!" 

"Hmm what?" Pallavi pouted with a raised eyebrow.

"She said to turn around, we want to see how you move around!" Prajakta ordered. The voice had a dominant tone that made Promila suddenly surrender and pout out...."Anything fo...for you Prajakta tai?"

Prajakta was happy to hear 'tai' from the bong woman and she pouted...."Nothing for now. I need to examine your daughters first! Pushpa, continue!"

Pushpa sighed and Pallavi blinked once and then turned around. Her slightly curved body appeared like a slight S-shape and Prajakta seemed impressed as she eyed the bong girl top to bottom. In her mind, she smirked....

"Hmm clearly Pallavi haven't had any kind of intimate sex with her ex-husband! Good! She is all fresh"

"Pushpa, go ahead!" commanded Prajakta again.

"Sure!" Pushpa now wore a white glove and when she wore it with a tight snap sound, it shook Pallavi, Debosree and even Promila for a moment. The elderly widow rather wondered....

"What is this secretary upto?"

Pushpa then did something that shook all the three Bhattacharyas together! She patted Pallavi's saree clad medium curvy ass and examined something deep in her mind. On getting the ass patted, Pallavi bit her lip to supress a moan. This was expected from a hugely sexually famished woman who never ever had propper sex ever again after Debosree's failure as a man.

"Ma'am! as I had assumed. The butt is still boney and not fleshy enough. Perhaps there was never a chance of tissue growth out here!" 

"Oh god so crude!" Promila hissed in her mind.

Debosree too wide eyed at this crude examining of her ex-wife from Pushpa, while Prajakta commanded further....

'Okay! check the other parts too!"

Pushpa then commanded to Pallavi...."Okay, turn around now!"

Once Pallavi turned around, she almost stirred with shock when Pushpa grabbed hold of her two medium breasts through the pallu itself and mauled it for sometime. Pallavi felt enraged now, not because of the audacity of the unknown lady, but because her body craved for sex for a long time and even at this formal examination of her breasts, her mound quivered.

"Sheeeshh this lady won't stop!!! urgh!" Pallavi pouted in her mind.

Pushpa atlast released the breasts of Pallavi and nodded softy to herself first and then turned around to pout towards Prajakta....

"Ma'am! Breasts are too firm! Never been mauled or groped enough clearly!"

"Hmmmmmmm, as I had expected! Promila, looks like your son, oh excuse me, daughter never sattisfied her wife enough when she was a man!"

Prajakta used a dominant tone for the words and her silver almond nails rested on her saree clad thigh like a queen. If the almond nails and the diamond rings were not enough to distract Promila, the dominant tone used to embarras Debosree made the bong widow stirr and become more meek and submissive. She just looked down and nodded in a silent 'yes'.

Meanwhile, Debosree turned red with rage! Her past life was out in the open and she felt she should disppear inside the earth right now like Sita! 

But anyhow, Pushpa now moved a step ahead and used her own commanding tone to Pallavi...

"Okay, now life the saree to your knees!"

"Huh whh..what??" Pallavi shook a bit. This was now a level ahead in crudeness from Pushpa. 

Promila too felt she should protest, but Reema touched her shoulder and murmered.... "Relax, allow her to do what she wants. Its just a test!"

"Oh dear! how crude!" Promila hissed to herself and eyed a very focussed Prajakta, who kept running her nails on the diamond rings of the other rested palm. The more the hefty marathi woman flaunted her rings and rich grace, the more Promila felt a deep burn inside her. But, she wasn't sure what it was actually about yet.

However, Promila's thoughts were distracted by Prajakta right then!

"Umm Promila, make some tea for all of us! And ummm there seems to be no maid in the house, so prepare it yourself, will you please?"

Reema hid her giggle with her hand and enjoyed the domination of the rich Marathi woman on Promila, who shook a bit at this sudden request and just nodded..."Uh...yes sure!"

Debosree witnessed two bizzare sights at the same time. The first being her mother, who stood up and obidiently walked towards the kitchen and secondly, Pallavi who surrendered to Pushpa, by lifting her saree all the way up to her knees and once her red panty came to everyone's view, Debosree's eyes drew a past memory of when she had seen her wife's panty for the first time during their suhagraat, long ago.

"Uh! I am not even feeling anything now!" Debosree hissed to herself and furiously noticed Pushpa on her knees now.

Promila made some quick tea and returned to see an awful sight. Pallavi had bit her lower lip as she looked down in deep breaths to see Pushpa inserting her fingers inside the panty. The slightest nudge from even the feminne fingers made Pallavi control her inner emotions and stand still.

"Uh ouch!" Pallavi moaned a bit, disturbing Debosree as she hated to see her ex-wife fingered even at a formal context.

"What on earth is she upto??" Debosree murmered in her mind.

Pushpa didn't take much time and she got her fingers out of the panty, making Pallavi feel a relief.

"What did you notice Pushpa?" Prajakta raised an eyebrow and sipped on the tea, somehow accepting the taste, because she was used to much grander tea.

"Ma'am! it's what you had expected! She is a virgin no doubt!"

"Eeeesshhh! how crude of her!" Promila hissed, making a grimace of a face and then her shoulder was nudged by Reema once more, who pouted...."Relax, its alright!"

Prajakta sighed and turned to Promila and used her typical dominant tone once more....

"Promila, it seems your ex-son couldn't sattisfy her wife at all! But its good to know that she is a virgin!!'

Being a mother Promila again nodded in a meek manner and she couldn't afford to look at Debosree's face, knowing well that how much she was angry at this moment, and which was true.

Debosree clenched her fist and kept murmering awful words in mind at Prajakta and her secretary.

"Hmmmm okay! now it's time for your other daughter!"

Promila felt a stirr deep inside her heart as she realised who was being referred to. Pallavi relaxed and wondered what would have happened if Pushpa had inspected her vagina further. The once-married bong lady almost fell as if she would jerk up with some unexpected orgasmic motion right there and then. 

"Uh wh...wwhaat yy..ou mean??" Debosree panicked and suddenly the moment ceased to be! 

Prajakta felt sheer engagement from seeing Debosree protest, because in her opinion, a Bobby and a woman were not supposed to protest or question authority.

"Listen girl!! You will behave like a prim and propper woman, or else I shall be forced to inform the authorities! Am I clear?"

The voice sounded like that of a strict stern dominant lady in authority from Prajakta and Pallavi hid a smirk when she noticed how tensed Debosree was. The Bobby was almost shaken by the harshness of Prajakta's voice.

"Promila! Please make your daughter behave!! I will not accept bahus like this in my family!!"

Promila blinded by the grandness of the Marathi lady, rather decided to admonish Debosree directly...

"Debu!!! Behave yourself. Is this how a lady is supposed to behave?"

A jerk of current passed Pallavi's body as she saw how Promila scolded Debosree. Pallavi felt a sadist squirm inside her and she pressed a giggle as she realised how white Debosree's face had turned on being even lightly scolded by her own mother!

Meanwhile Promila cooed in her mind..."

"Gosh! I scolded Debu so naturally in this matter! Why did it give me some natural maternal kicks! Hmmmmmmm, oh ummm yes! Debu is my daughter now!!" 

"Uh.... wwhat is it I ..am supposed to..do?"

Pushpa then stood precisely before Debosree and she looked up and down at him, just the way she had done for Pallavi. 

Pallavi enjoyed this humiliation secretly because she somehow felt this to be a justice for her own sexual starvation by Debosree, back when she was a man. She stood with wide gazing eyes at how uncomfortably Debosree opened the strings of her trackpant and pulled it slowly down. Her speed was so slow that Prajakta became enraged right away and scolded with a raised voice....

"Make it fast young lady!! We don't have the whole day!"

The commanding dominant tone again send a deep stirr inside Debosree's body and she got the trackpant down to her knees atlast. Pallavi looked down to see how well her ex-husband's legs had been waxed by the Bobby agency. Although Debosree as a man anyhow had less bodily hair, but now the fair skin glistened beautifully and Pallavi almost felt jealous of those fair shapely calves. 

Atlast Debosree stood with her tracks down to the knees, only to expose her....

"What on earth is this?? A MALE UNDERWEAR??" 

Prajakta was very enraged and shocked! Infront of her was this very womanly woman wearing a male underwear! But Debosree didn't feel anything about it. The underwear was her's from a long long time. 

Promila just looked down. She knew it was difficult for Debosree to let go off her male clothing, but she also feared the engagement of Prajakta for some reason or the other. There was something highly powerful and dominant about the Marathi woman. Everything from her commands to her grace of wealth. 

"Uh....I...uhh itttsss mmm..mminee!!!" Debosree just managed to pout in a shakey voice. The harsh voice from Prajakta made her feel awful!

Somehow Promila rose to defence right away....

"Uhm... I am sorry tai.... please forgive her for now!!" 

"Uhm nevermind! Pushpa, please proceed!" Prajakta ignored the part and ordered her secretary immediately. She didn't want to waste much time anyhow.

Pushpa began from the very first task. She inspected the cheeks, the jaw, the neck, the slightly wider hips and even the tshirt clad breasts. The secretary realised how efficient the Bobby Center was, because it was impossible to guess that the woman she was inspecting, was once a man.

However, just then Pushpa got on her knees and Debosree made a grimace of a face. She felt strange because if she was in her earlier body, the situation would have been considered sexual, but now a lady getting down on her, didn't make Debosree feel a thing, accept for embarrassment. 

Seeing her ex-husband panic, Pallavi caught hold of her hand in assurance and passed a warm smile, while a naughty Reema passed a comment straightaway....

"Relax Debosree, we all are ladies here! No need to panic or worry!"

The comment disturbed Debosree even more and Promila too felt it was too rude of Reema to pass a comment on her child like that, but then, she also agreed with the line. Her once-son was a fully developed daughter now afterall!

Pushpa inserted her hand inside the underwear and this is where Debosree shook the most! Although the breasts inspection had stirred her a bit, but it was nothing compared to the feeling which arose from her vaginal inspection. Infact the more Pushpa tapped a finger or two around the lips, a stirring did mentally disturb Debosree, but she kept numb. 

After a moment or two, to Debosree's relief, Pushpa stood up, taking her hand out of the underwear and this time, she had a slight disgust on her face and the moment she reached the sofa, she murmured something very softly to Prajakta, who nodded softly and stood up. Along with her, Promila and Reema too stood up.

"Okay Promila, I have reached my conclusion and since I am in a hurry, you will await my call and I shall you tell you my final discison about your daughters!"

Promila just managed to pout out an "okay" softly, while Debosree sighed in relief to see the Marathi lady leave along with her secretary and Reema. 

The Bobby was embarrassingly red from toes to head from the awful inspection.

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Chapter 23

That very night neither Debosree nor Pallavi could actually sleep. Even during dinner they couldn't talk to each other and different ants crept along their souls. They all murmured to each other in their minds and in their respective rooms. Debosree was made to sleep with her young sister Subosree, while Pallavi with Promila. 

Pallavi POV -

I don't know what to term these new feelings as, but I did feel wicked shivers deep inside my body when I was being examined as this fresh new bride and that too in front of this very unknown apparently wealthy woman. Why did she look different than a Bengali demure woman? Was she of some other origin? Caste? Hmmm...my curious mind wondered and uh! That damn secretary of her's! How dare she does an awful inspection where I am already so internally horny nowadays. But oh well, I seldom do dream of an unknown manly figure and his stature is surely different from Debu!

It was also hard to believe my ex-husband as a woman standing next to me, also being examined in a feudal way. I never told him, but it does give me a funny feeling inside to adress him as a 'she'! But does it matter now? We both have taken a re-birth and now we are sisters! 

But my naughty mind can't help, but keep wondering...

Did Debu get creepy ants on being examined as a potential bride, just like me?

Has Debu began to experience potential female orgasmic movements already?

Is he... oops I mean she, getting wicked dreams of a potential groom? Ummmmmm...one of those shadowy muscled ones at that? Oh gosh..... is this all even really happening? Both our lives have taken such a drastic turn indeed.

...........

Debosree POV :

Hmmmphh! I can't believe this all happening with me in real!! I will curse the Bobby agency all my life! 

But with my new body, I am getting these embarrassingly new feelings that is clearly associated with a woman for sure. The standing stillness infront of the unknown woman who comes by to see prospective brides, gave me such a submissive feeling that tiny currents passed inside my body, and that too without my damn permission! 

Was I even controlling my own body? Or was it mother nature?

And that robust lady out there who sat like a dominating queen! The way she mind-controlled maa!! The crude way she spoke in ...urgh! I can't believe I just stood there like a potential shy bride who actually allowed the experiences to seep in!

But why on earth is my body reacting to new feelings? Feelings which my mind is not yet approving of! 

Hmmmmmmph! The Bobbyfication has messed up my life for sure! 

................

Apart from Debosree and Pallavi, Promila and Subosree had thoughts in their subconscious mind as well. Even though they slept well, their minds couldn't help, but wonder...

Promila POV :

Today was an insane day. I always thought of myself as decently sophisticated and firm, yet this wealthy Marathi lady dominated me so easily!

But, my heart felt this strange warmth when both Debu and Palo shona were selected for her sons. I still find it so strange that a couple of months ago, Debu was my son and Palo was my bahu, but now I feel I have three daughters! Oh no wait....not feel, I do have three for sure!

The aura of Mrs Kulkarni is something I cannot easily forget! She could sweep anyone off the floor, specially women like me, uhm...I don't know why I said that.

Anyways, my motherly mind is so excited to see both of them in the same mandap! I must ensure that by making sure that Debu is more compliant. I hope God gives me the energy to take things the right way.

...................

Subosree POV -

Maa seemed strangely overjoyed and happy today. I still can't believe how easily she accepted the Bobbyfication of my dadabhai. I wonder what happened in the house today and the more I see my boudi's smirks on her face, the more she irritates me! But I am wondering about something else totally! 

On the other hand, dadabhai looked so tensed and nervous today! He was just a normal man and husband some months ago and now! Oh gosh... if only I could help him out with anything. 

My bitchy friend Neelima!! Ufff, how dare she sneaks on me like that!! But, moreover, why those men were so insanely masculine in the magazine!! Uh those insane muscles and all....uhm! Anyways, I still wonder what was the gift she has bought for dadabhai! 

Why should I remain curious?

Surely I can see it now!

Hmmmmmm.....

.........

Subosree opened her eyes after her thoughts ended in her mind. She noticed carefully that her 'dadabhai' slept like a log. Taking this safe opportunity, she got down the bed and carefully turned on the mini lamp in the room. 

In the dim yellow light, Subosree took out Neelima's gift slowly our of her college bag and began to open it. When she opened the wrap, she first welcomed a card! A brief greeting card...

"To the budding beauty who is yet to discover and savour the new fruits of life....

To the precious soul who is on her way to be the sweet dutiful focussed Wife!"

Subosree gasped as she read the lines. She cringed in her mind....

"Cheee! Neelu is so rude and mean!! I can't believe she wrote these lines for dadabhai!" 

Anyways, not being able to handle her curiosity any further, Subosree finally took out the vertical box out, only to be frustrated once more!

The box had an additional cardboard cover to it. Subosree quickly got through with it and hurried with somehow opening and shoving aside the cardboard. However the sounds were a bit loud and just then, when Debosree sighed and turned to the other side to resume her sleep, Subosree stopped and waited and when she was convinced, she slowly unwrapped the remaining bits of cardboard and voila!

Subosree gasped her biggest so far in life!

She couldn't believe her eyes as she looked up and down on the box! 

Not being able to resist the mystery, Subosree opened the box and took out the main thing...

A Pink Colored Long Vibrator!

"What the hell??? Cheeee!!!! A vibrator??? I can't believe Neelu's audacity! 

Subosree realised it was a precious piece from probably outside the country and as she ran her nails all over the long pink device, she looked at her sleeping dadabhai once and then back to the device.

She then thought.... "If I don't do as Neelu says, that bitch will do anything with that video of mine!! Urgh! I should have been more careful"

Not having her mind at the right place, Subosree bit her lower lip in a slight panic and then wrapped the Vibrator with a cloth, placing it very very carefully next to Debosree's pillow, slightly puffing it inside the corner created by the edges of the pillow. 

With a tiny trickle of sweat from the forehead, Subosree snapped a picture of the Vibrator being placed under the pillow of Debosree and she immediately whatsapped it to Neelima and then, with no further thoughts in the mind, she immersed back into her sleep.

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Next morning :

Promila felt a weight on her own thighs all of a sudden, which made her open her eyes quick to see what was up. To her sheer surprise, she noticed Pallavi subconsciously rubbing her other thigh on her pillow, while the previous thigh remained still. 

The mature widow understood the fact that probably her ex-bahu was involved in some sort of a naughty dream. This gesture of Pallavi of planting tiny kisses on her own pillow made Promila blush and she slowly shoved out her leg from her's. Even as she got up from the bed, she held the pillar of the bed and noticed Pallavi still in her kinky motions with eyes shut.

"Eeesh, the poor girl must be suffering a lot from not having any physical contact with a male. I am glad this relationship with Debu ceased forever!"

Promila knew her words sounded rude for her once-son, but she had to be practical. Also, Prajakta's presence made her bite her lip and wonder, as she left the room in slow steps...

"What is it about this non-bengali woman, so dominant and oh my, the amount of wealth she has and those pure gold jewellery oh!"

Visions of an imaginary Prajakta came into Promila's mind appeared, wagging a finger in a commanding pose. The sudden virtual image made the Bengali widow stirr a bit and then with a sigh, she proceeded to the kitchen to prepare tea.

On the other hand, it was Pallavi who kept kissing the pillow in the sheer fog of her mysterious dream, yet once again.

The dream agan took place in the deep misty forest, where Pallavi wondered around the woods and grasses once more, but this time in her once-again skimpy attire just like her other previous dreams. Despite having medium sized mangoes, the orbs seemed to stirr and wobble a bit inside the red blouse and her petticoat clad lower body looked equally enticing. 

In this very dream, Pallavi didn't wonder alone this time though!

She walked with her unknown lover. His hard strong palm almost crushed her and this itself gave Pallavi a pre-orgasmic smile and they walked and her unknown lover wrapped in fog, kissed and nibbled her neck and whispered something in Marathi, unknown to Pallavi, who only bit her lip and continued to walk with him.

They both reached another foggy area where a hefty lady awaited them apparently. When the fog reduced, the lady appeared to be none other than Prajakta Kulkarni! who had a tribal lady outfit, probably one of those of the earlier Maratha villages where her fleshy yet firm arms appeared strong within just a thin layer of saree. A huge nathini was pierced into her nose and her braid looked thick and big. 

"Welcome Pallavi! you belong to my tribe now!"

Pallavi smiled in the warm welcome and her body quivered when she heared drums being played, but not in a familiar bengali way she was used to in Durga pujas. The sheer unknownness of the beats aroused her for some reason and she allowed it to breeze through her body. 

The unknown lover then poked something behind her and the weight and the widfth of the log like thing on the surface of the petticoat clad buttocks made Pallavi forget the surrounding and moan....

"Aaaaaahhhh!"

"Oh uhm........."

Pallavi had woken up and she realised it was just another teasy dream! She banged her fist onto the pillow and looked down to see yet again another wet patch on the groin area of her saree.

"Not again uff! do dreams even come real someday?"

Pallavi wondered and blushed when she realised how much her horny soul was anticipating Prajakta's son, a man she hasn't met yet, but the tension in the anticipation of a non-bengali strong man drove her wild already.

Pallavi sighed and leaned back on the bed, sitting with her legs still laid down. Her breasts within her blouse arose as she remembered the dominance of her future-mother-in-law and that too of a different caste! Not even a Bengali.

"What will her son look like? hmmm... different than the regular fair bong guys I have known in my life? Will he be different than what Debu used to be, as a man?"

Just then at the thought of Debosree all of a sudden, Pallavi decided to check on her. She rushed out of the bed and headed straightaway for her ex-nanad's room. Just before she cound enter inside, her eyes greeted a serious faced Subosree!

"Hi Subu...morning!" Pallavi pouted with a smile.

Subosree just breathed deep and rushed out with her bag. For the first time Pallavi noticed a serious or rather a nervous/guilty expression on her ex-nanad's face and she wondered..

"Why did Subu feel as if she has a burden in her mind? Hmmmmm...never seen her that tensed!" 

Anyways, Pallavi rushed in to see her ex-husband standing by the window. The naughty ex-wife took this golden opportunity for some more teasing and leg pulling. She slowly tiptoed untill she reached behind Debosree and slowly blew some breezy air on her neck. The sensation sent a slight shiver to the Bobby's whole body and she looked behind immediately.

"Ah Palo...oh it's you......"

Pallavi raised an eyebrow and made an 'awe' like expression on her face, while pouting.....

"Oh ho! You are already thinking of your future groom? Ufff!! So my ex-hubby has transformed mentally too!!! Hmmmmmm sweet!!"

The words sent an unknown jolt inside Debosree's body and at the same time, she also felt Pallavi wrap her hands around her neck too. That gesture reminded Debosree of the times when she was a man and used to nuzzle Pallavi's neck once. But at this moment, the presence of his ex-wife made him feel...

"Gay? Uhh! So disgusting! It means I am craving a man, only and only a man?? Eeeshh!"

Debosree cooed very softly, while Pallavi raised an eyebrow and blew air into her ear again with words...

"Debu! Did you say anything?"

"Uh no....nothing!" 

"Oh okay! Hey, why don't we both help maa in the kitchen?"

"Uh...kitchen?" Debosree bit her lip in a slight discomfort. Never had she been the kitchen person, quite normally because she had led a man's life earlier and now, she felt more feminization deep inside at the mention of the kitchen.

"Yes kitchen silly!! Subu has left for college and there are two girls in the house! Why shall I do all alone hmm?"

The more Pallavi made Debosree feel about being a woman herself, the more her body underwent small circuits of embarrassment and yet, she sighed and murmured with objection...."I won't!!"

In the meantime, a voice followed into the room..

"Yes Tai....yes I will! I certainly will....yes...."

The person on the call was Promila who entered the room and when she disconnected, she walked towards Debosree and Pallavi. 

In this moment, the naughty Pallavi greeted Promila first...

"Umm maa, who was it on the call?"

"Your new saasuma! Who else!" Promila smirked and Pallavi blushed deep red. Her body again welcomed a warm feeling at the pursuit of being a bride again! And even more thrilling was the whole idea of being married to a non Bengali!

Promila then shifted her attention to her new daughter!

"Debu....aren't you excited too?" 

With her mother's hand on her shoulder, Debosree felt another whole new shiver and she turned to face her, with apparently teary eyes!

"Uh maa.....I can't acc..accept tt ..this lll..iiffee! Uh! It's not easy yet!"

Promila surely had empathy for her once-son, and she sighed with a pout just then.....

"I know shona, but who will believe that you led a male life once! Even your Shulekha kakima's son has willingly transformed! I think you must go with the flow and I don't want complications entering your life!"

Debosree sighed in defeat once more and Pallavi added a whole new spice into the air...

"Umm maa, so is Mrs Kulkarni a ummm maharashtrian?"

Promila paused for sometime and nodded "yes beta! I wonder what made her choose a family outside her state!"

Debosree just kept quiet. She already hated that dominant lady.

"The culture might be different than ours right maa?" Pallavi pouted with actual curiosity and Promila honestly replied....

"Maybe shona, I am not sure, but she will surely keep you both well off!"

"Uh maa please!!!! Give me some time to accept my femininity first!! Let alone being a uhh...bride!!" 

Debosree's discomfort made Pallavi keep quiet, while Promila suddenly changed her rhythm from being the soft spoken mother to the stern admonishing one.....

"Debu!!!! Enough is enough! It's been a while you have returned home and you are always referring to your past life!!! I have already done a hawan in the house to acknowledge your rebirth and I shall be forced to be strict with you!! Mrs Kulkarni has sternly told me to make sure you are ready to be the bride of her family!!"

"Oh maa!!! Gosh...." Debosree whined as she is held the grill of the window, while Pallavi placed a hand on her mouth with awe, as she noticed the rage in Promila. The demure soft mother suddenly raged up like the goddess Durga!

Promila realised she was a bit too stern and she rubbed Debosree's tshirt clad back, while pouting to Pallavi...

"Palu shona, make sure your sister has worn a saree! Or else none of us shall entertain her! I will not talk to her the whole day! Teach her womanly etiquette!"

Promila commanded and left the room, while Pallavi smirked with a naughty "hmmmmmmm" to her ex-husband. 

Debosree couldn't believe the stern commanding aura of her mother and she shivered with horror at even the idea of wearing a saree.

................

Mumbai :

"Hmmmmm... beautiful girls! And the one in the tshirt is a Bobby? Hard to believe..... she seems such a normal girl to me!"

Prajakta's husband smiled when she saw the pictures of her future bahus. He was at his office at this moment and underneath his robust moustache, he had a wide smile. He was relieved at the fact that his sons would settle as family men atlast.

"Glad you liked them! However, the Bobby is yet to be more demure and compliant! But don't worry, I will make sure everything is okay!" Prajakta pouted with a smile as she talked to her husband on the large LED screen on the hall wall.

"Okay great!" Prajakta's husband smiled back.

When Prajakta was done, she looked at the clock. She wondered immediately....

"Pushpa is late today! Why so?"

Prajakta confirmed from the other maids that Pushpa hadn't arrived yet and she decided to call the girl. However, the phone was not recieved at all, despite three tries. 

"Hmmm" Prajakta wondered and sat on her lavish sofa, allowing certain moments to pass by, untill a tapping of
Heels could be headed on the Italian marble of the house. The commanding lady looked up to see her secretary atlast, who marched ahead, almost tying her hair into the regular braid. 

"Pushpa! What took you so long?"

"Uhmm ma'am very sorry. I had a program!" Pushpa blushed and looked down. Her cheeks reddened in a way which was familiar to Prajakta and she got up the sofa to walk towards her secretary. 

"Hmmmnm, let me see..." Prajakta also tuned in a naughty smile and pushed aside the white collar of her secretary to see some sexy bite marks. The older lady then shoved the other collar to see bite marks as well. Without any pretentious shame, Prajakta pouted out...

"Hmmmm, how was the anniversary then? Weren't you late for home last night?"

Pushpa adjusted her collars back and still looked down, blushing like a bridal woman almost and then slowly murmured...

"Uhm...yes ma'am....it's just that, he didn't allow me to rest or pass an excuse! I felt a whole rush of submissiveness as he said that and uhm....he made sure I took a bath and change to my saree and dance to a Lavani untill he got ummm really driven and then we.....uhmmm....you know!"

"Very good! Pushpa, I believe you did the right thing! The man is supposed to control the wife at all costs!" 

"Uhm...yes! He made sure of that!" Pushpa blushed again, adding a kinky smirk to it this time.

"Okay anyways! Get on with your duty and set my appointments for today!" 

Prajakta commanded and allowed Pushpa to proceed with her daily work. The older lady noticed the slight stammering of her secretary and smiled at the mental idea of how the husband must have fucked her all night long out of their anniversary spirit and she also half wondered about the well sophisticated suited girl reducing to a Lavani dancer at bedroom just for her husband's pleasure. 

The thoughts made a smiling Prajakta wonder...

"My sons will have a similar command and dominance on their wives! I am very sure!"

............

Kolkata :

Promila prepared some sandwiches and even while she did so, she had certain visuals in her mind....

Pallavi and Debosree in their bridal sarees! Red blood colored benarsi sarees! 

Both of them blushing and being taken to the mandap together!

At the time of vidai, both having teary eyes and it was Debosree who would be more teary!

Promila let a tiny giggle out at the idea of her Debu crying as the bride who would leave her house and go to her husband's house. But, at the same time it made her feel so weird that these new things were happening in her life! 

"Oh gosh.....so many things changed in my life! But Debu must accept the reality!"

Promila sighed and felt this greedy need to perform the vidai of not one, but two daughters this time! She wondered why this need occured in her mind! She wondered if this was some kind of a social fetish inside her. 

With these random thoughts in mind, Promila continued to do her work, when suddenly at that very moment...a fake cough sound reached her ears. She turned back to see Pallavi, who naughtily smirked....

"Maa, presenting to you....Debosree Bhattacharjee!"

The moment Pallavi stepped aside, Promila dropped the cheese and bread from her hands in a sheer unexpected delight and her lips curled slowly into a smile. Her eyes joyous with maternal affection and she opened her lips atlast...

"Oh Debu!"

There infront of her was Debosree who was clad in a saree and blouse and along with that, a very uncomfortable expression on her gorgeous face!

[Mintu08]

Be tuned!

[Ajay Kailash]

Super update

[KingisGreat]

Story is slow ... need some exiting things

[KingisGreat]

Loving the concept of husband controlling wives

[Dorabooji]

Nice one

[fuckandforget]

With all the humiliations made, Debu is still alive.
He was working earlier, what happened to his/her job.
Does his office collegue knows his status. Has (s)he updated in his social accounts.
Looking forward

[Mintu08]

With all the humiliations made, Debu is still alive.
He was working earlier, what happened to his/her job.
Does his office collegue knows his status. Has (s)he updated in his social accounts.
Looking forward

I agree on these points. However, I am more keen in focussing on the spicy portions. But, yes the social media updation is a good point. 

Be tuned for tomorrow!

[Mintu08]

Chapter 24

Debosree just stood like an embarrassed mannequin, while Pallavi poked a tongue at her and in the meantime Promila in her sheer impressed form, reached her ex-son and admired her saree and also observed carefully at how the curvy figure of her's did justice to each thread. Even the simple blouse highlighted the soft fair arms. 

"Oh Debu! I can't believe you are right here and now in this saree! Shona, come here, you deserve a hug!" 

Promila straightaway hugged Debosree and the Bobby reluctantly hugged back. No matter what the situation was, a maternal hug from a mother just couldn't be denied by a child. Pallavi saw this hug and actually smiled at the sweet embrace of a mother and child. But then anyways, her naughty mind creeped in the middle once more!

"Maa! Debu looks so good in a saree! Hmmmmm just imagine the Bridal red saree on her!!!"

Debosree shivered! The whole idea of being a bride scared him a bit inside and just then the jaw of his tensed face was held by Promila who cooed....

"Indeed! Both my daughters will be in the mandap soon and hmmmnmm! You both shall be queens!"

Debosree understood the reference of the word and she got furious all of a sudden and barked out....

"Maa!!!! Stop mentioning that lady! I don't like even one bit of her!!!!" 

"Oh Debu!!! It's okay!! When we both shift to her house, I will plead to her to be nice with you!! Okay sweetie? Goshhh! You are already shivering like a Nai Naveli Bahu!"

Pallavi smirked and gave a light spank on the butt of Debosree, making her slightly more irritated and to her horror, the Bobby also noticed a slight jiggle on her cheeks! The typical jiggle of buttcheeks of a curvy girl!

"Eeeshh! Gosh! What else will be offered from my fate!" Debosree whined in murmuring words, while Promila happily pouted....

"Okay! So now I officially retire from the kitchen! Both my darling daughters shall take care of the kitchen stuff from now on!" 

"Uh mee???" Debosree felt a bunch of ants thrown on her body all over, while Pallavi quickly held the hand of her ex-husband and excitingly smirked....

"Oh maa! For sure. Ofcoarse we will!!! You can go and take rest!"

Promila smiled and sat on her sofa with a smile, while Pallavi grabbed the hand of Debosree and rushed to the kitchen. Once they both reached, Debosree yanked her ex-wife's hand out of hers and shrugged her shoulders. Seeing the annoyed Bobby, Pallavi smiled and planted a kiss on the cheek with soft words....

"Uff ho Debu!! Are you still angry at what happened up, while I made you wear the saree, hmmm?"

Debosree just sighed with an inaudible groan and recollected the moments that took place just a while ago....

Flashback - 

Debosree looked into the mirror with a tensed face and at this moment, she was buck naked! Her medium sized gorgeous breasts rose up and then down at an unknown rhythm, while two hands held her curvy hips. 

"Uh mm.." Debosree shivered to see Pallavi sneaking from his back, who was ofcoarse fully dressed in her own saree.

"Ready Debu? To experience your first.....ever......Saree! Hmmm?"

Debosree bit her lip and just remained silent. He just stood silent and kept breathing in deep breaths, while Pallavi first jiggled a white bra on the mirror. 

"First! We shall start with this! A sweet bra for these beautiful breasts!!"

A slow tabla best from nowhere occured inside Debosree's mind as her breasts were clasped slowly by the white bra by Pallavi. The Bobby remembered many moments as a husband long ago, when her wife used to nuzzle her nose on her back, but this context was so embarrassingly different!

"One....two....." Pallavi smirked as she slowly got the straps of the bra around the creamy back of Debosree and then she raised her voice a bit louder...."THREE!" 

The bra was clasped!

"Oh my Debu!" Pallavi observed the globes heave up and down in the white bra and how gorgeous the pair looked!

"The bra fitted well! Thank God!" Pallavi smirked, while Debosree looked down to see her breasts in a bra! A bra!! She felt strange and weird, but could help but whin even more as she noticed what her ex-wife waved in the mirror now...

A black nylon panty!

"Sweetie!!!! Time for the next one!" Pallavi had a mischievous smile for sure and Debosree dropped a tiny head of sweat at the idea of wearing that nylon panty.

"Hmmm let's get this fat bum of yours in this sweet panty okay Debu?" Pallavi purred. 

Debosree looked at her bra and then at the panty held naughtily by her ex-wife. Something stirred inside the Bobby and she felt the sudden temptation to try out the panty. But then, pretence also came into the picture...

"Uh Palo! I am not okay with wearing a panty!!"

Pallavi stopped waving the panty and came near her ex-husband, giving his cheek a playful soft slap, while pouting...

"Ufff Debu! Who on earth will believe you don't want to wear this panty? Hmm? You already wore the bra and secretly admired it too on your breasts! I saw your eyes and now you are saying you don't want the panty? Silly!! You are greedily looking at this already!"

A steam passed through Debosree's soul and she felt almost the sound of a noisy pressure cooker somewhere in her mind. The lines were so raw, so awful and unfortunately so true from Pallavi's mouth! The Bobby felt as if her mind was still male, but there was another feminine mind inside his body that fought with the former mind now.

"Debu!!! Shall I??" Pallavi tapped her foot now. She gave a sweet puppy like eyes to Debosree, who melted at the look right there and then! Once, this was the same look that used to entice her during bedtime.

"Um okay whatever...."

"Sho shweeet! Now raise your leg!" 

Debosree raised a leg and Pallavi got on her knees immediately and she couldn't help but admire the shiney fair legs and curvacious thighs with a puffy hairy cunny inbetween them. The lips were certainly not swollen because the gates were yet to be inaugurated. But somehow, Pallavi admired the lower body and as she shifted the panty up the legs, her naughty mind couldn't help, but comment....

"Oh my! The medical agency did a good job indeed with those legs Debu!!! Anyways, you didn't have much hair, but now! Uff.... even mine are not as fair as yours!!! Imagine your husband worshipping these fair pillars!!!"

"Eeesshhhh!!! Sstoop it!!!! Disgusting Palo!!!! Shutup!" Debosree felt an uncomfortable shiver whenever the mentioning of a 'Groom' would enter the picture. Even worse, her own ex-wife was the one to tease her!

"Ah! Sweet!" Pallavi was done with the panty atlast and she admired the panty clad lower body of Debosree, who too looked down and the other latent feminine brain actually complimented silently too...."Hmmm nice!"

"Uhh! Where did that voice come from??" Debosree was shocked at her own inner voice. 

"Hey!! You look so good! Hmmmmmm okay! Now the next thing!" Pallavi smirked, admiring the bra and panty on her ex-husband.

"What next?" Debosree sighed.

"The Petticoat, silly!!! And luckily, I have enough with me, I will pass over some of them to you Debu!"

Pallavi swayed her ass all the way to her cupboard and the sheer dedication and excitement in her made Debosree cringe!  However, Pallavi had her own thoughts in her mind...

"Debu!! This is the life you probably deserved!!! You were never fit to be a man and the amount of times you have denied me pleasure, I will make sure you also get to see when a real man actually gives me Pleasure!!! And to you too!!"

With a naughty smirk and such crude words in her mind, Pallavi selected a cream colored petticoat and got back to Debosree.

"Hmmmm...nice color! What you think Debu?" Pallavi purred and looked down to see the fair curvy waist of her ex-husband. She decided to pull some more leg and she pinched Debosree's waist, making the Bobby emit a low moan!

"Oh hey relax! Eeeshh! Are you so sensitive already Debu?"

Debosree cringed at her own moan and wanted to slap herself...

"How the hell did I moan on this?? Urghh!!"

"Hey relax! It's alright. You played with my belly too a lot, remember? But alas...that's all you did!"

Pallavi made a grimace and looked down only to make Debosree feel suddenly guilty of her previous failure as a man. But now, things were totally different and Pallavi got back to her new avatar back. She held the petticoat and stood tapping a feet. Her face had a slight tinge of sarcasm. 

"What you looking at??" Debosree murmured.

"Silly!! Left your legs up! How on earth you expect me to put the petticoat on you!" Pallavi hissed back.

Debosree sighed and allowed her ex-wife to put the petticoat on her and finally when the strings were tied, Pallavi deliberately tied the last knott in a way, that the strings hit the soft portion of Debosree's belly and she moaned out of cringe again.

"Ufff!!!! Stop with the moaning already Debu?? Eeesshh! Even kinky brides waiting for their grooms don't moan like that!"

Debosree felt a raw electric jolt escape her body at the words and the more Pallavi hinted on a groom or a male reference, her new body evoked small currents which disturbed Debosree's still-male mind. Anyways, Pallavi was not done yet, she cooed..."wait" and rushed back to her almirah. When she selected the blouse atlast and got back to Debosree, the Bobby looked at the blouse with wide unblinking eyes!

"Tt..thaaatss...." Debosree shook a bit!

"Exactly sweetie! This was the blouse I wore for 'Bou-bhaat!" Pallavi blinked cutely and purred.

"I can't w..wear that!!!" Debosree felt a lot of shame.

"You want me to call the Bobby agency sweetie? Hmmm? Those awful looking men as cops to manhandle you? Hmmm? "

Debosree stirred at the crude words of Pallavi! Her curvy body shivered like never before! Her big eyes looked down and her lips opened atlast....."uh..n...no!!"

"Good girl!" Pallavi smiled and made Debosree wear the blouse. She turned the Bobby to face her and buttoned each button of the blouse with hissed words ...

"Debu! Forget the fact you were a man once! Forget it already shona! Embrace this new body and hey, you don't even have to try!! You were always this sweet demure man!! Now it's a 'woman' that's it!! Hmmmmmm oh my the breasts look so good in this blouse!!! Uhmm is it a bit tight?"

Debosree felt slightly uncomfortable because her breasts were slightly more bigger than Pallavi's, but luckily the blouse material was sort of stretchable and therefore the breasts precisely made a hillock shape within the blouse. 

"Hmmmmm now the final thing! A saree!!" Pallavi smirked and got the same saree she had worn for her 'Bou-bhaat' once again! 

Debosree cringed at that saree. Her mother had gifted the saree to Pallavi and now she was to wear the same one! 

"Oh god Palo!! Not that saree!!" Debosree murmured in cringe.

"I loved it so much Debu!! Isn't it pretty hmm? Let's just say, I am gifting it back to maa in another form!!"

"I didn't get it!" Debosree wondered.

"Silly!!! Are baba! I am gifting it to a younger version of maa! You!!! You resemble her so much shona! Almost as if, she became younger and hmmmnmm just imagine her reaction, when she sees you in this perticular saree!!" 

Debosree cringed and allowed Pallavi to go ahead. The Bobby actually remained silent while the saree wrapped slowly around her waist. The reason for his silence was very clear, hed secret feminine mind allowed the saree to be wrapped around and her body felt a whole new pre-orgasmic wave when the pallu was dbangd atlast!

"Eeeshh! These new awkward feelings!!" Debosree cringed in her mind once more.

"Hmmmmmm! Sweeeet!!!!" Pallavi purred and stood with her hands coiled around Debosree's neck as both looked into the mirror. Before Debosree could utter a word, she felt a kiss on her cheek and her ex-wife purred again.....

"You look gorgeous Debu! I am already so jealous!!!"

..............

Back to Present :

Debosree smacked her head mentally, as she remembered how much her leg was pulled by her once-wife!

"Hmmmm Palu shona, isn't this the same saree which I had given you for bou-bhaat, hmmm?" Promila gasped a bit as she recognised the saree and the blouse both.

"Yes maa!! It's that one!" Pallavi smirked and naughtily blinked at her ex-husband, who made a face and looked the other way. 

"Oh Debu! It looks so gorgeous on you! Being a mother, my heart is full of blossom and love to see you like this! If only sniff.....god had listened to me earlier and had made you snifffff....the current woman by default...."

Promila dropped a tear as she hugged Debosree. Her heart feeling a wave of justice to that once-wish of having a daughter as the first child. Anyways, she hugged for some more time and hissed softly...

"I can't thank the Bobby agency enough to finally give justice to your birth Debu!! Embrace this new life shona!"

Pallavi slowly covered her mouth to resist a giggle, a naughty one at that! She knew Debosree felt awful with the words, but mentally the depraved ex-wife pouted in her mind....

"Debu!! You deserve the embarrassment!!! You have committed a terrible sin of not satisfying your wife when you were a man! You deserve this life for sure!!"

With a further naughty mind, Pallavi went near both and cooed...

"Maa!! How about we send a snap of Debu to our future sasumaa!! Hmmm?"

Debosree felt bothered with the suggestion and she barked straightaway..."Nn..no WAY!!"

"But why Debu? Palo is right in a way. Let Mrs Kulkarni be satisfied of your progress!" Promila purred and then remained silent again. Being a mother, she did feel her words were harsh, but she had to say them.

"Aw common Debu!!! Mrs Kulkarni will be very happy and hey wait!! How about a selfie then? Me and you together! Come over!" 

Pallavi's sweet kitten like tone melted Debosree for some reason and she agreed with relctuance, but somehow Pallavi held her ex-husband's arm and clicked a sisterly-posed selfie.

*CLICK*

"Hmmmmmm! Sweet, right Debu?" Pallavi smirked.

Debosree sighed and nodded with a cold heart, while the next command from her mother, shook her once more!

"Okay now you two! Quick, help me in the kitchen!! My two darling daughters!!" 

Pallavi cooed.."sure maa!" While Debosree was amazed at how her mother accepted the awful reality and behaved normal. But, the truth couldn't be denied that the rebirth had already taken place.

..............

Mumbai, Kulkarni Villa :

Daksh and Harsh was having breakfast with their sisters and parents. They saw their mother busy with a call and that too with a wide smile on the face. 

"Okay bhau! See you then!" Prajakta smiled and disconnected.

"Who is it aai?" Daksh bit on his toast and enquired.

"It's your maamu! He will be coming for the wedding!"

"Wasn't maamu a professional bodybuilder in his youth aai?" Harsh asked out of curiosity.

Mr Kulkarni sipped his juice and joined the conversation...

"Yes son, and a hard-core one too! He loved bodybuilding as a genuine passion!! He would participate in a lot of competitions back then! Infact, he trains many youngsters now, right Praju?" 

Prajakta nodded in an yes and continued to eat. Just then, one of the sisters, Prajakta raised an eyebrow... "But pappa, did maamu marry yet?" 

Mr Kulkarni sighed and pouted...."No dear,  your pehelwaan maamu is still on the 'hunt-mode'!

All six laughed out together and continued their breakfast. In midst of eating, Falguni, the other sister poked her elbow on the firm forearm of Harsh, teasing him briefly in a husky voice....

"Bhau, you saw her picture?"

Harsh nodded in a slow yes at the mention of Debosree. The Bobby's beautiful features making his cock stirr a bit inside his trousers.

"Flirted with her yet?" Falguni purred with a naughty smirk.

"Shutup and eat your breakfast okay Falgu?" Harsh sat readjusting himself, he had to make sure his cock was settled back well inside his pants. But the fact was his heart now fought to meet Debosree and held her in his arms. Ever since he had seen the photoshoot pictures, he had the naughtiest dreams, where he made the most animistic love to the Bobby in some isolated forests. But being a loyal son, he respected his mother's desire of not meeting up personally yet. But, the Hunk eagerly waited in his heart. 

Prajakta then realised there was an undead message on her WhatsApp. She clicked on it and smiled. The smile was genuine and full of satisfaction.  

It was the selfie of Pallavi and Debosree!

"Hmmmmmm...now I can say I wasn't wrong with my choices!" 

Prajakta cooed to herself and admitted the fact that her future-bahu Debosree looked gorgeous in the saree and her face despite showing reluctance, had an undeniable glow to the features. Same could also be said about Pallavi, who looked equally ravishing.

"Hmmm my beautiful Bong bahus!" Prajakta smiled wide.

[Mintu08]

Be tuned.

[Arul Pragasam]

Superb update

[Dumeelkumar]

Nice update