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

[Mintu08]

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[Mintu08]

Chapter 27

"Hmmmmmm...there comes our beautiful bahus!"

Prajakta Kulkarni cooed to her husband and both of them studied the two figures coming near her with a tray on each of their hands. 

First stepped ahead was a very shy Pallavi who didn't actually greet eye to eye with the Marathi lady and just some inches behind her was an even more nervous Debosree, who only hoped the tray doesn't drop down from her hands, because she wasn't used to these etiquettes. She knew Pallavi to be okay with the gesture because that is how she had behaved long back when she was her's. 

The moment both Pallavi and Debosree kept the tray of samosas and tea, they stood straight, but still not looking eye to eye. Pallavi was amazed at how shy she had suddenly turned into, because untill a few moments ago, she was this very enthusiastic potential bride who would even tease Debosree about the marriage and all and now, she was this sudden nervous bride as well. 

Debosree on the other hand wanted to sit for a while and just before she would casually bend, Promila touched her forearm and murmured..."Debu!! Nobody asked you to sit! Where are the manners?"

A rush of current passed through the Bobby and she stood straight again. With a small peek, she noticed Prajakta eying her with a bit of a rahe. As if even the small minor act of sitting down had offended her. Prajakta relaxed with her back on the sofa and took her tea. There was a creepy silence since nobody uttered a word. But on the other hand, Falguni and Pratiksha studied both their would-be bhabhis. 

"Pratu....which one is Harsh bhau's and which is Daksh bhau's? Hmmm?" Falguni purred softly.

An even frisky Pratiksha covered her mouth and purred back to her sister...."I heard the Bobby belongs to Harsh bhau! I think she is the one! The most nervous of the two!"

Falguni awed the fact that Debosree was the Bobby. There was no way she could say if the Bobby was a man once. The excited girl hissed to her sister back....

"Wow! She is so pretty!! So unblemished!"

"Hmmmmm... Wait till we pull both their pretty legs!!!" Prajakta winked carefully, while Falguni winked back with a smirk.

Finally after a moment of silence, Prajakta used a commanding tone...

"Debosree and Pallavi, you may look up! Don't be too shy!" 

Promila shivered whenever she heard the commander like voice from the hefty Marathi woman. There was something about the aura of Prajakta from her robust weight to her confident rich presence that made her attractive in a crude way. Anyways, Promila just hoped her daughters would behave well because she genuinely wanted the 'Rishta' to happen.

Now, both Debosree and Pallavi looked up and atlast their eyes precisely met their would-be husbands!

Somewhere afar an erotic flute played as Daksh's eyes met Pallavi's and Harsh locked eyes with Debosree. Both the brothers felt a good amount of blood flow on their silent asleep groins within their expensive trousers as they realised how beautiful their brides looked in flesh and blood! 

Both the brothers had a lust filled gaze on their faces by now and before them, Pallavi shivered when she realised how rugged her new man looked! Her nipples slightly hardened when she saw how the suit sleeve had tightened around the arm, clearly highlighting the thickness of the Daksh's biceps. 

"They are atleast a 17!!" Pallavi remembered the old line and she felt a rush in her flat stomach. 

"Such a dark brute looking man! Oh god...he is here for me?" Pallavi cooed in an orgasmic tone in her mind.

Now, it was Harsh and Debosree and this situation was certainly not normal for the Bobby because mentally she still had male feelings. Her body underwent disgust and embarassment as she felt Harsh almost scanning her top to bottom with his equally lusty eyes. As for Harsh, he didn't bother what Debosree was mentally. For him, the whole presence of the Bobby was enough to awaken his thick dong down between his legs and luckily his underwear made sure that the hardened dong is not visible enough.

The fair unblemished features of Debosree were the precise reasons that Harsh had masturbated almost every everyday erupting in gallons at the mere thought of seeing her in person. And now, the day had finally arrived!

Pallavi stole some naughty glances at how shy and embarrassed her ex-husband was and she kind of felt a sadist orgasm occur from the view itself. In her mind, she envisioned herself wearing a devil's outfit and masturbating herself wickedly as she witnessed Debosree being held firm by Harsh.

But Pallavi kept these thoughts aside, because her own body was yearning for even a slight touch from the very manly man sitting before her. Her stomach rumbled with adrenaline rushes as the silence continued and Daksh atlast spoke..."Hi Pallavi" and got up from the sofa, while Harsh took the opportunity to get up and smirk a ..."Hi Debosree.." to her potential bride too.

"Uh..hello!" A shy Pallavi hissed. She felt she could just orgasm from just the lusty gaze of Daksh. That's how vulnerable she had become from all the sex and orgasm deprivations all these months. 

In the meantime, Harsh eagerly awaited a "hello" back from his bride, but Debosree dropped trickles of sweat after sweat. This was such an abnormal situation for her!! A man approaching her for marriage! A man! She didn't utter a word and kept looking down.

Promila on the other hand, knew how difficult it was for Debosree to behave normal, but she only kept peeking at Prajakta's stern raged expressions as she was clearly a bit offended by Debosree's behaviour. Anyways, to divert the enraged Marathi woman's mind, she cooed...

"Please, Mrs Kulkarni, have some samosas....."

Prajakta didn't say a word for a moment, but decided to cleverly move the moment a bit ahead. She commanded her sons straightaway...

"Daksh, Harsh! Go and sit with your respective brides!"

There was another big empty sofa just on opposite to where Prajakta sat with her husband and just then Daksh murmured a "please..." to an already enticed Pallavi, while Harsh smiled at Debosree, gesturing her to sit. The moment Pallavi sat with Daksh, her hip contact with the hunk's suited hip made her shiver immediately, while when Harsh strong arm touched the curvy soft arm of Debosree, she too felt a current inside her body. The embarassed Bobby awed the firmness of the man's bicep first and secondly she scolded herself in her mind for getting a feel of arousal from it.

But one thing was very similar in the case of Pallavi and Debosree. Both their noses now welcomed a manly scent, not too strong, but certainly a faint stench. The scents had two different effects! 

It aroused Pallavi!

It disgusted Debosree even more!

"My dear bhabis!!!! Go ahead and talk to our brothers! They don't bite!" A very naughty Falguni cooed and Pratiksha giggled with her hands covered. Prajakta's husband sipped his tea and smiled while his wife didn't object to it. Infact she wanted her daughters to occasionally pull some legs of their bhabhis.

The sudden naughty tone from Falguni made Pallavi blush and divert her eyes from Daksh, while Debosree wanted to slap the young girl. 

"Stupid girl!!! Her mother could have atleast admonished her!!" Debosree pouted in her mind, while just then a major current passed through her body as Harsh touched her bangles clad forearm and hissed...."You're beautiful!!"

Promila embarrassingly looked down for a while when she noticed the gasp and the terror on her once-son's eyes when she felt the hunk's hand contact on her forearms. But, the widow knew that she had to accept the reality and then gathered the courage to look ahead.

Pallavi too noticed the horror on Debosree's eyes when she got suddenly complimented by Harsh, but she rather focussed on the lusty attention she perpetually recived from Daksh, who now smiled and kept a rugged palm on hers, murmuring..."You're amazingly gorgeous!"

No sooner the rugged palm had touched the softer palm of Pallavi, her nipples further hardened and a major quiver took place on her cunny deep within the layered saree! Along with this orgasmic feel, she felt she heared waves of sea with a thunder sound somewhere in her mind as she noticed the firmness of the strong palm on hers. 

Not having the courage to take out her palm from the grasp of Daksh's, Pallavi just managed to purr..."T .thhank..youu!"

"Hmmmm...they look good together, right Promila?" Prajakta raised an eyebrow to the already amazed widow, who just managed to nodd a meek 'yes'. The fact was Promila kind of felt for Debosree and her discomfort with Harsh, but she also knew she had to admit the reality and accept the fact that her once male child is now a Bobby.

"How about we leave the children alone for sometime? The rings which are ordered will take some time to come! Afterall they are custom made in Diamond!" 

Mr Kulkarni proudly cooed and Promila felt a rush enter her body at the mention of 'Diamond'. She realised the Kulkarnis were freakishly rich and this made her kind of even more submissive towards them. 

"Umm..aa.. anything else would you like?" Promila felt the need to serve them and that too with reverence, not just for the sake of being a host. In the meantime, Harsh and Daksh took their brides to the terrace of the house for some quality time. 

"The Bengali samosa is pretty different than ours! Someday you should learn to make the maharashtrian one!"

"Uh..oh..are they different?" Promila suddenly used a curious tone. But the curious tone sounded like as if a fresh bride was enquiring about marriage or sex. The tone made Prajakta's daughters giggle silently, while Mr Kulkarni pulled some more leg..

"Are behnji, maybe you should marry a Marathi man sometime soon! He will help you with it!" 

"Ma..marry?? Me?" Promila purred and felt a wicked current pass through her body. She felt even more embarassed infront of the two young girls sitting opposite to her and blushed at this sudden statement of Mr Kulkarni. But this statement of her husband made Prajakta wonder about something. She very sneakily studied Promila's figure which was neither too slim or not too hefty, just a typical additional mature weight with the right amount of curves and to an extent, she looked like a mature version of Debosree.

"Isn't she as pretty as her daughters?" Prajakta slowly teased her husband in a soft tone, who too studied the mature widow's figure clad in the saree and blouse and felt his own lump rising, but he knew this was just a fun game going on. He just managed to nodd in a frisky way, but wondered what was there in his wife's mind. 

"Clearly Praju is thinking about something! Hope she shares with me later on." Mr Kulkarni wondered, while his wife proceeded with the context and commanded to Promila once more...

"I respect traditions Promila! Therefore I will allow the wedding to happen briefly in your traditional style, but afterwards all the rituals shall be done in Mumbai in our pattern!"

Promila felt relieved that the rich Marathi lady agreed for the Bengali customs to take place and felt a tinge of loneliness at the mention of Debosree and Pallavi shifting to Mumbai. But then that was just normal! The bahus have to be in their sasurals and not the opposite.

"Don't worry aunty, you may join us too in Mumbai" Falguni pouted with a very slight touch of mischief, which Prajakta kind of liked and she smiled while thinking about something.

"M..Mumbai? Ummmmm I have never been outside West Bengal..... interesting....it will be....I umm think!"

Promila wondered why the sudden idea of shifting to a whole new state felt thrilling to her. But then, the conversation shifted to the ritual dates and other mundane discussions. Prajakta and Promila soon immersed in a warm conversation, while Falguni and Pratiksha savoured themselves with the bengali sweets and samosas.

Meanwhile :

Debosree felt a sweaty nervousness throughout her body as Harsh held her hand and kept gazing at her like a wolf already. He stood with her in one corner of the terrace, while the other side of the terrace had another breif intimate atmosphere with Pallavi and Daksh.

"I always had an idea that Bengali women are beautiful and I am sure of it even more now!" Harsh used a flirty tone and enjoyed the warmth of Debosree's soft hand. But the Bobby certainly didn't feel comfortable at all. She couldn't smile nor cry, but rather wished she could yank the hand away, but she didn't want to be impolite for some reason or so.

Rather Debosree's nose disturbed her mind even more. She wondered why the manly scent of Harsh was sending some arousing signals inside her body. By now, the Bobby was very sure that her new body had a mind of its own. 

On the other hand, Pallavi and Daksh were in their own world completely. A thick sensual tension roamed in the air when Daksh kept lightly caressing the fair smooth forearm of Pallavi and the more his strong brown fingers touched the pore of her skin, the more aroused Pallavi became. Daksh's fingers were roaming around the crystal red bangles in perticular.

"These look good on you Pallavi, but I shall upgrade them soon!" Daksh used his most romantic tone.

"Umm upgrade them?" Pallavi wondered what the statement meant, but kept lustily gazing at the Marathi hunk feel her forearm shamelessly.

"I mean, I need to see thick shiny pure gold bangles on these hands!" Daksh now had the dark charming voice of a determined man and this tone made Pallavi shiver. But she also shivered for another reason and the reason was the mention of the Pure gold bangles. She felt a brief orgasm from the simple fact of how rich Daksh was and she wanted the conversation to continue further. 

Clearly Daksh was already in a flirty mood too. But he wanted to slowly drive the conversation and not hurry anything. He then asked about certain things about Kolkata and Pallavi happily answered them.

Meanwhile, Harsh soon made Debosree shiver with a sudden confession!

"Debosree, I know you are a Bobby and I have nothing to do with what you were before! I am more interested in what you are now and I am quite attracted to you for sure!"

Debosree gasped silently and felt even more embarrassed at the idea that Harsh knew her past and accepted her openly now. The whole line from the hunk also somehow gave a slight warmth in her somewhere, but her male mind cringed further. 

"You didn't say anything?" Harsh romantically cooed and his presence and manly whiff made Debosree's entire curvy body shiver. She still didn't say anything and on the other hand along with the silence the air turned slightly chilly. 

In the meantime, Daksh and Pallavi roamed around the balcony and very lightly flirted with each other. Pallavi had painted her nails a bright pink and it looked delicious on her almond cut. The bong girl kept stealing glances at Daksh's rolex watch and a wicked mindset of her wanted to run her nails on the expensive watch. 

Daksh realised where Pallavi's eyes were and he stopped and looked at her. His sudden halt and gaze passed a shiver through Pallavi and she purred..."uhm what happened?"

"I know you are curious to know..." Daksh used his proud rich man tone. 

"About what?" Pallavi cooed. 

"About my power and wealth! Umm right?" Daksh came a little more close to her.

"Uhm.....I never mentioned that...." Pallavi blushed. She was shamelessly curious to see Daksh's assets and wealth and power and the Rolex watch alone made her yearn to see how much power the hunk had. Anyways, Daksh neared her a bit more and Pallavi didn't move back one bit.

"You better be curious then! Because you will be an important part of my life now! A couple of diamond sets shouldn't bother you right Pallavi?" 

Daksh breathed the words straight towards Pallavi's mouth and his breath and his even more closer musky scent drove her a bit crazy inside. But what aroused her more was the mention of 'Diamond sets'. Her body felt new rushes when she imagined herself wearing some of the most expensive jewelry in the world, while suddenly she got back to her reality when Daksh's lips reached just an inch away from hers. 

Suddenly a bit nervous of the Marathi man's rugged face next to hers, Pallavi moved her face back and breathlessly purred...

"Umm I would appreciate anything you give me!" 

Daksh realised the shyness of Pallavi and delayed the idea of the kiss he had in his mind. The fact was the light red gloss on her lips made him very eager to smooch the juices out right away and Pallavi too blushed when she realised how easily the lips of the hunk had almost reached her.

The last time Pallavi remembered kissing was with Debosree when she was a man and it was a genuine kiss between them while they held hands and roamed Shantiniketan and Darjeeling long back. But now, she felt a delicious guilt in offering her lips to another man now and that too a non Bengali hunk, who had a very different presence overall.

And not to mention, the musky aroma!

But Pallavi couldn't get enough of the devilish flirtatious charm Daksh had. His mischievous eyes and his presence made her feel strangely secured and she forgot all about her past with Debosree and her mind now only wanted to cling to this man and listen to him and she didn't even dare to shift her mind to the sexual portions yet. She knew it was too early to think all that.

"Ummm is that a bridge our there?" Daksh changed the topic suddenly and Pallavi saw where he looked at and cooed...

"Um yes, that's Vidyasagar setu out there! Come, I will show you more closer" 

Pallavi and Daksh walked ahead, while on the other hand the silence between Harsh and Debosree progressed a bit more further. The swift wind which was a bit unusual for Kolkata, came and suddenly shoved away the pallu of Debosree, making her gasp and quickly arranging it back. 

But in the meantime Harsh had already stolen a glance of an amazingly delicious cleavage and his cock throbbed instantly even at the slight glimpse of the ripe breasts within the blouse. Debosree faced a new thrill and panic in mind when she realised how lustily Harsh looked at her breasts even though she had now covered her pallu back.

"Never knew I would have this kind of moments!! Eeeshh!" Debosree cringed in her mind.

Meanwhile, Harsh neared the Bobby and softly touched her palm again. Once again Debosree faced a shiver and she looked up eye to eye with the hunk. Unknown to her own latent intentions, the Bobby accidentally ran her manicured hands on the firm arm of Harsh and despite having the confines of the branded suit, she could feel the firm bicep and the moment she felt it, she shifted her hands away with a panic straight across her soul.

Harsh gave a wicked smile and didn't say anything. Moments later the two couple went down back to the hall and in the meantime the rings had reached the destined location!

"Ah there they are! Common Harsh and Daksh, the rings are here atlast. Let's get going with the ritual!" Mr Kulkarni smirked with an inner joy.

A tender music played somewhere in the air when Daksh inserted the diamond ring into Pallavi's finger and once the hunk inserted the ring into the soft fair one, Pallavi shivered with an inaudible purr. On the other hand, Harsh smiled and inserted the ring into Debosree's finger and while the ring slowly reached further into the finger, the Bobby cringed for every inch being invaded by round thing and looked down in a kind of an upset state.

Promila noticed the rings were done inserted atlast and then the whole Kulkarni family clapped and she too joined in. A tear of joy escaped her eyes and it was very genuine. Her heart jumped with some strange joy to see both Debosree and Pallavi on the same mandap.

"Okay Promila, the ritual is done atlast and now, please consult with the pandit for the Marriage date and let us know!" 

Before the family could leave, both Harsh and Daksh added one more moment of mischief and they each kissed their respective brides on their cheeks as a brief bye bye gesture. 

Promila found the gesture to be a bit too sensual and she sighed with a blush, looking elsewhere, while both Debosree and Pallavi saw their grooms leave with a waving bye. Both their cheeks had the brief wet patch of the manly lips. The moment they all left, It was Debosree in perticular who ran to the washroom to get fresh and release all the tensive moments from her mind. While Pallavi felt a change inside her. The moments with Daksh suddenly transformed her into a shy fresh bride once more and she smiled at the feeling.

Meanwhile Promila thought of Subosree and the rudeness the young girl showed by not being present in the ritual.

"This girl needs to learn some manners!!" Promila sighed with a bit of rage.

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In the meantime, Subosree's College :

"Idiot duffer! It's such an important day and you came to college today? Shubu!!" 

Neelima poked the elbow of her bestie with her own and Subosree still remained firm on her principles by pouting...

"Why should I be there?? To see boudi smiling and allowing another man to ring her finger and....uhmm....I can't see my..."

"DIDIBHAI!!!! OKAY? not dadabhai! Stupid! Subu, you need to be spanked on your ass to admit the fact that Debu da is Debu di now! Accept it already!!! She is now going to be a bride of a man and hmmmmmmmmmm most probably a manly hunk!! Uff...big muscles and rugged looks!! Ufff imagine your Debu di on such arms!"

"Eeessshhhhh stop it Neelu!!! I don't want to hear more!" Subosree cringed the whole thought of seeing her once-dadabhai like that. But Neelima absolutely had a good time pulling her bestie's legs in this context. She squeezed the slight belly fat on Subosree's kurti clad waist and this made her even more mad and look meanly at Neelima.

"Neelu!! Don't!" Subosree had a bit of rage in her tone.

"Accha baba okay!! When you can finger your wet cunt in privacy it's fine! But I can't even tease a bit!! Okay!!! Right!"

Neelima made a fake upset face and looked the other side, while Subosree got even more enraged on being reminded of how she pleasured herself the other day with the Macho Squad magazine. She then remembered that Neelima still had the clip and our of fear of being caught someday, Subosree touched the shoulder of her bestie and softly pouted...

"Neelu!! It's not like that.....uh......it's just that the reality is so bizzare!! I mean, it's hard for me to accept it!"

Neelima turned to her friend and touched her palm, now donning the hat of the demure faithful friend once more...

"Subu! Just listen to me. Debu di has to accept her new life and now there is no turning back at all! She will be loved by a man and ummmm you know the supreme masculinity of the men right? Those...b...iceps....ummm and the pecs...hmmmm?"

Subosree felt a wetness between her own legs. She shamelessly remembered how she had wet her slim fingers and poked her cunny while her eyes studied the figures of the men in the magazine. A strange unknown dark thrill occured in her heart and she murmured softly to Neelima...

"Uhnmm...Neelu, you mean.....chances are that......da....dadabhai might have hots too? Uhh.....I can't believe what I am saying!!!"

Neelima pinched a cheek of her bestie sweetly and murmured back...."mmhmmmm! Most probably cutie pie! But don't call her dadabhai now! Silly, it's didibhai! A didibhai who will wear a red bridal dress soon and breathe deep in anticipation of a Sexy .... Wet......Creamy Suhagraat!"

Subosree remained silent and one of her hands arose up to cover her mouth in a small gasp. She hated Neelima's crude words, but a deep coven inside her own heart yearned to know if this whole discussion had a reality or not.

In other words, Subosree wanted to find out the truth herself!

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Around Midnight :

Once the dinner was done, Debosree retired to Subosree's room and Pallavi went to sleep with Promila as usual. However, the night wasn't the same anymore for sure. Promila yawned from a tiresome day and had just placed her head on the pillow, only to turn and see how much Pallavi was admiring the diamond ring on her finger.

The sparkle of the ring surely had a grace to it and Pallavi shamelessly admired it with a latent lust in her eyes. Promila noticed that lust too and she then drew an image of Daksh in a white kurta with a very ravishing bridal version of Pallavi. The widow's body felt an adrenaline rush to approve the marriage of a non Bengali man, and that too a hunk like Daksh and something about this whole reality made her think...

"Palo shona is sure to be a happy wife now.......hmmmm..may God bless the couple!"

Thinking these words, Promila out of her maternal affection touched the forehead of Pallavi, making the lost girl shake a bit and then look up to see her ex-mother in law gazing deep into her eyes. That made Pallavi blush and she quickly got her hand down, ignoring about the diamond ring.

"You didn't sleep yet  mamuni?" Pallavi cooed.

"I can sleep in peace now. So happy to see you full of life now! You looked so pale all these days!" Promila smiled warmly.

"Well..........ummmmm...yes......I...am happy mamuni!" Pallavi wondered if her face revealed the shameless lust she had created for Daksh, but Promila was a mature lady, she studied the lust very well, but didn't wish to bother Pallavi much about it. Rather, she softly took hold of her ex-bahu's finger and admired the ring and then looked down to see the beautiful long almond nail and this whole combination made the finger even more graceful.

"Beautiful ring! Shona, Daksh has easily fallen in love with you!" Promila too turned slightly shameless and Pallavi felt a strange funny rush in her flat stomach and she looked up to hold Promila's palms and purr...

"Mamuni! I...I know it's hard for you....to..."

However Promila got a finger to Pallavi's lips and hushed her right away, pouting....."I have accepted the reality beta, forget the past and embrace this happy reality!"

Pallavi smiled and gave a brief hug to Promila before they both shut their lamps and dozed to sleep. No sooner did Pallavi sleep, her soul and mind drifted off to a romantic dream with Daksh...

Pallavi's Dream :

An unknown beach in the Twilight time welcomed Daksh and Pallavi and none of them were naked actually, but in their wedding outfits. Pallavi was in her benarsi red wedding saree and her almond nails were manicured in bright red. Her flat stomach looked delicious peeking out well enough and that too with a slight display of her navel, while Harsh wore the white kurta and it contrasted well with his brown tone.

Pallavi wasn't walking, she was being carried to the sea shore on the powerful arms of Daksh whose biceps bulged amazingly through the kurta. They lustily started at each other and Pallavi yearned to see the naked biceps of the man. Her heart ans soul orgasmed from the anticipation of the sight of her almond nails tracing the man's bicep and tricep bulges.

However, it was the conversation that took the dream to an interesting level, while Harsh carried Pallavi on her arms to the shore.

"It feels so safe to be in your arms..." Pallavi purred.

"It is easy to sway you Pallavi! Your beautiful slim body is light as a feather!" Daksh hissed back.

"Hmmmmmmm really? Wait till I get a bit heavy after marriage!! I will see then!" Pallavi hissed too and she wondered what made her say that.

"I won't mind! I pump hard weights and I can even lift up you then!" Daksh clearly had a lusty tone.

"Oh Daksh!!! I love you!" Pallavi melted with her words and she allowed her would-be groom to carry her all the way to the shore and when they reached there. Pallavi noticed something that sparkled amazingly nearby the sea.

Sparkling Diamonds! 

Not one, but many of them scattered all around the shore.

"Dd..Daksh.....oh my god! So many of them!!" Pallavi awed at the quantity of diamonds on the shore, while Daksh kissed her cheek and murmured...

"All for you my love!"

After his lines, Daksh gently placed Pallavi on the pile of diamonds on the shore and she shamelessly played with the sparkling pieces, admiring them, tossing them on air and giggling and laughing openly and even bringing one to kiss with her glossed lips.

.........

"Hmmmmphhh! Not again!" Pallavi realised the dream was over because she felt thirsty and she sighed when she realised how exciting the whole dream sequence was. The beach, the feel of being carried away by Daksh's powerful arms and ofcoarse the conversation and the sparkling Diamonds!

With a small gaze back at her Expensive Ringed finger and a small bite on the lower lip, Pallavi slept again and smiled with a blush and again dozed to sleep. She didn't dream any further, but in memory of the brief dream, her smile remained on her face.

On the other hand, Debosree was overall lost in a deep mental urge! 

The urge to explore her new body and that too because of the constant memories of Harsh and his presence throughout the morning. 

"No!!! This isn't uhmmm....uhhh okay!!" Debosree hissed and her hands automatically reached her breasts through the nightie and she began to slowly knead them. Her reluctance was present in her mind, but there was another seperate mind in her body that drove her all the way.

"No! I can't touch myself like this!!! No!!! No....." Debosree whined and cringed, but couldn't help but touch her breasts, knead them and then descend her hands down to touch around her thighs and even cup her mound through the material to cope a feel and all the time she did this, an image of a smiling Harsh remained in her mind.

"Uhhhhh!!!!! This is not....uhmmmmmm aah good!!" Debosree felt a heat rise so much in her body that the second feminine mind urged her to take the Vibrator out from underneath her pillow and buzz it on all the way over her body on various parts. The soft buzz from the device sent wicked shivers throughout Debosree's body as she began running it here and there, sometimes all over her breasts and then down to her pulsing mound. 

"Uhh no!! This is not okay....uhmmmmm aaaah! Hmmmmmmmmm!" 

No matter how much the male mind protested, the body had her own mind and it didn't bother being answerable to the mind above. Debosree moaned and enjoyed the device to the fullest, totally forgetting about her sister's presence next to her.

"Hmmmmmmmmmmm ah mmmmmmmmmmmm!" 

With honest moans, Debosree ran the vibrator one more time on her leaking cunny and her legs wobbled with a rhythm as she bit her lip in shame and tears ran down her eyes in admitting that her new body now yearned for a male touch and with some last rubs on her fresh shaven cunny lips, the Bobby jerked her body thrice and thrashed back to the bed deep with head stuffed onto the pillow, immersing into a deep sleep.

However during the whole self stimulation act, Debosree remained oblivious to the fact that Subosree secretly and silently witnessed the whole act with horrified eyes. She couldn't believe her once dadabhai now not only possessed a ripe womanly body, but also had given birth to womanly instincts too.

With a silent but a loud gasp, Subosree slowly took the Vibrator out of the grasp of Debosree's legs and took a closer look only to gasp more to see tiny juice streaks on the smooth surface of the cervical mouth of the device. The juices resembled dewdrops of the very early vaginal releases of a ripe woman and looking at a peaceful asleep Debosree, the young sister just managed to murmur to herself...

"Oh god! Neelu was absolutely right! Oh goodness...So right!"

Subosree was finally convinced that her dadabhai was not the same person anymore and she slowly pulled the sheets up to cover up Debosree's lower body and adjust her nightie, while she herself went back to sleep with the clear realization that her own mindset will not be the same for sure.

[Mintu08]

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[Vishal Ramana]

very nice

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Interesting

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Chapter 28

Next morning :

Pallavi had just woken up with a yawn when suddenly she noticed a presence near the bed. She rubbed her eyes to notice it was none other than Subosree!

"Subu! What a surprise. What brings you here?" Pallavi got down the bed, while Subosree softly touched her hand and purred...

"Boudi, not here...can we talk in the balcony?"

"Um sure Subu!" Pallavi cooed back.

Both the girls reached the balcony and within a moment of a strange silence, Subosree hugged Pallavi firmly and the hug was almost that of a 'Long lost bestie' hug!

"Subu...hey what happened?" Pallavi hugged back and when they broke the embrace, Subosree began her confession....

"Boudi! I was wrong and naive all these days!!! I forgot the reality and had gone against you for dadabhai, but alas! Ll...last night I ummm saw hh....."

"Hush! Don't say further! I know what you had seen! Yes, that is the reality shona! But she is your didibhai now!!!! Silly girl, now atleast correct yourself!"

Subosree felt weird but she still cooed...."I wonder if I can call him...errr...her that!"

"Accha? So innocent are you hnmmm?" Pallavi used a mischievous tone and then she took the conversation to a portion which took Subosree by surprise!

"What do you mean boudi?" Subosree hissed. 

"Oh! Don't act so oblivious Subu! The other day I noticed the Macho Squad magazine missing from my bed and I knew it was surely you who had sneaked it out! Naughty girl!!"

"Uh I....no boudi!!!" Subosree flushed red on her cheeks and she bit her lip as a caught culprit. But Pallavi decided to pull some more legs. She caught hold of the chin of her ex-nanad and made her make eye contact with her, while she hissed...

"The men were hot, weren't they?" 

"Uhmm boudi....I...."

"Just say yes or no!" 

"Ummmmmm y...es!" 

"Tell me one more thing honestly!"

"Um what boudi?"

"Was your dadabhai even remotely closer to those men?" 

That is when the moment stopped and Subosree gazed at Pallavi with open wide eyes. She couldn't believe the conversation could reach this level, but she couldn't help but admit the dark reality that her dadabhai was nowhere near the macho men in the magazine. But, as the always-loyal sister she felt embarassed to admit it and therefore she just managed to pout...

"Uhmmmm....those are Pehelwan types boudi!! Dadabhai wasn't that kind of...."

"Not Man enough!!! Say it openly Subu!!" Pallavi cooed shamelessly to the young girl who again looked down with reddened cheeks. 

"And trust me Subu dear! Women deserve strong alpha men to hold them firm, to protect them and to pleasure them to the highest level! Look at me carefully!!! I am famished since the day of my Suhagraat!! Your dadabhai didn't feed a droplet of his passion inside me and here I am, yearning for gallons of drops inside my empty pot!! Do I deserve this Subu? Tell me!! Answer me!"

The brutal but honest words sent a mighty slap to Subosree's ego and her soul at the same time and she sighed and held the grill of the balcony, looking outside, ashamed to look further into Pallavi's eyes, which were still wide with hidden agony. 

"Ummmm boudi, I.... It's so crazy and insane...." Subosree felt a spin on her head. Her brain neurons were rewiring themselves in a way that she never quite expected, but just the a gentle touch on her shoulders from Pallavi got her back to reality again.

"Subu, I know you are having a hard time accepting the reality, but you are a smart girl! I know you will move on!"

Subosree sighed and decided to accept things as they are. She turned towards her boudi and hugged her warmly once more, with a small purr...

"Boudi, sorry to be mean to you all these days!" 

Pallavi broke the hug and playfully slapped the cheek of her nanad, cooeing...

"Silly! I am no longer your boudi. Call me didi from now on!!" 

Subosree blushed for sometime and then excused herself out of the room and just before she could leave the threshold, she looked towards Pallavi and murmured like a kid at a candy store..."Okay Palo didi!!!"

Pallavi smiled and then mischievously wondered how Debosree will react to Subosree's change of mind. Despite having no negative intentions, Pallavi did enjoy the subtle humiliation of her ex-husband in a way, but she hated to admit it. 

On the other hand, Debosree woke up to greet the eyes of her sweet sister Subosree who had a warm smile on her face. The smile was genuine but still seemed unfamiliar to the Bobby. 

"Morning Subu....yaawnnnnnn....." Debosree pouted, while Subosree began the day with an unexpected bang!

"Morning didibhai!" The cute girl cooed with her puppy like tone.

"Subu??....uh...not you too!" Debosree felt a jolt pass her heart when Subosree used the term directly. But the young girl just touched the shoulder and softly pouted...

"It's okay didibhai, I am happy for you and Palu didi too!!"

"Palu didi? So she has accepted the reality too...hmmmph!" Debosree whined in her mind.

Later, Subosree helped Debosree to wear a simple saree and this time having it done by her young sister made the Bobby feel a bit embarassed for sure, but she also saw how Subosree found it perfectly alright and had a smile on her face when she finally dbangd the pallu over the shoulder.

"You look beautiful didibhai! Trust me.... I don't have any complains with Palo didi anymore!" 

Subosree hugged Debosree from back and sweetly nuzzled her cheeks with her's. The sweet Innocent nuzzling from the girl comforted the Bobby and she found it to be sort of endearing, but she still couldn't smile. All she could think of was...

"I hope Subu didn't notice my awful horny behaviour last night! Damnit....why is my body reacting so feminine already!!"

Later both sisters joined Promila and Pallavi on the breakfast table, while Promila stopped both her ex-bahu and her ex-son both all of a sudden! 

"What happened maa?" Subosree purred.

"Subu, both your elder didis will now learn to serve first! Like propper and prim wives! Go on, begin now!"

Promila sat like a commander in brief and Pallavi blushed looking down in the reminder that she would be a demure wife once more.

A whole new house! 

A whole new state! 

A whole new sasural!

And ofcoarse, the arms and the security of a hunk husband!

Debosree on the other hand protested...."maa!!! I am not a bahu yet!!! Urghh...can we just avoid this roleplay??"

"No!!" Promila almost raised her voice and Debosree's face flushed white for a bit. The tone of her mother sounded a bit like Mrs Kulkarni herself. But the fact was Promila was so smitten by the majestic aura of the robust Marathi woman that she herself wanted to behave a bit like her at this moment and therefore she sat straight and commanded the two again..

"Quick!! Subu, you will give a review to both your didis on how well they performed!! Okay?" 

Subosree was amazed at the sudden dominant behaviour of her mother, but decided to play along and she purred...."ummmm okay maa!" 

Debosree felt a jolt again passing through her body when she noticed how Subosree suddenly changed in terms of behaviour compared to before. But then, she too had to accept the fact that the reality wasn't the same anymore. Her silent mind again jumped with a bit of rage when the very next moment Pallavi touched her hand and cooed...

"Common Debu, maa is waiting!!"

"Hmmmmm.." Promila still sat straight and noticed how quickly Pallavi served the plates and the glasses, but Debosree too managed to pace up and imitate her ex-wife. Back as a man, she never served nor did any kitchen work and therefore she was likely to be slower compared to Pallavi. Even Subosree and Promila was aware of this.

However Subosree was all together in a different zone of her mind. The crude words from Neelima appeared in her mind as she noticed the sway of Debosree's buttocks through the saree, the slight sensual hip movement as she hurried with the food and utensils on the table. The girl couldn't believe the capability of the Bobby agency to transform a man into such a normal woman. Also, she noticed how much more curvy Debosree was compared to the slim Pallavi. 

Anyhow, when the serving was done, both Debosree and Pallavi were about to sit when Promila again commanded...

"Not yet! In the sasural, you can't sit until your sasuma doesn't allow!"

Debosree sighed in rage while Pallavi felt a minor orgasm building inside her. She wasn't sure which zone of sexual thrill this belonged to, but with shame, she remained standing and asked...

"Will I have to obey everytime mamuni??" 

"Yes! Each and everything!" Promila replied.

"You mean behave like a demure submissive housewife and serve the people, the non Bengali members...ummm mamu..ni?"

"Yes! Both of you have to obey their customs! The family is so nice, so dominant...uhmmm sorry, I mean...so dignified..."

Promila herself blushed when she used the word 'Dominant'. She remembered a brief dream she had last night and she wouldn't even dare share it with either of her daughters...

Flashback - Last night, Promila's brief dream -

Promila stood in a fog like air inside a cell with chained hands and legs She had a fully white widow saree and blouse, like she typically wore in her house, but she felt like she was kind of imprisoned. 

Some footsteps would be heared just then! 

"Ww..who is it???" Promila pouted in a scared tone. Her chained hands and legs obstructed her motion and she had to remain still untill she realised a silhouette getting closer and closer to her. The silhouette belonged to a broad robust woman and she turned out to be none other than Mrs Kulkarni herself.

Promila felt a thunder burst sound in her mind when she looked at the hefty figure of Prajakta all bejewelled with the most expensive of jewellery and the saree she wore looked no less than a grand one. The Marathi woman also had a beaming evil smile and this whole combination made Promila burn with rahe and jealousy inside!

"Hmmmmmmmm....don't worry, you will enjoy submitting to me!" 

Prajakta smiled and waved her hands on the forehead of the chained Promila who felt a warmth from the clanking of the fat golden bangles on the forearm of the rich lady. 

"Go ahead, kiss them! I know you like the pure gold shine of it!"

Prajakta purred and got her bangles closer to Promila's lips. The imprisoned widow blushed with guilt and she looked down..."uh..no...I...how can I..."

"It's my order!!! KISS MY BANGLES!" 

Promila felt a shiver inside her when she heard the commanding tone of Prajakta and she shamelessly and slowly got her tongue out and just touched the slight surface of the nearest gold bangle and then pulled her tongue back. 

"Thats it? I am not satisfied! How else can I believe that you are a submissive woman!" 

Prajakta hissed her words out in a dominatrix tone and Promila felt a bigger shiver this time. She wanted to suddenly serve this rich vibrant lady and do as she says, but she also defended her fake dignity once more...

"Umm... I can't go any further..." 

"Nonsense!!! You are as submissive as your daughters!!! I see a hidden nymph inside this widowed matronly body of yours!" 

"Ah uhmmmmmm...uh.." Promila wondered what she can say but the mention of a "nymph" suddenly made her more submissive mentally and she pouted...."okay I ummm will do as you say! I bow to your richness and dominance!"

"Good girl!!! Now lick all my bangles!" Prajakta smirked and kept her forearm straight near the face of Promila, who immediately felt an adrenaline rush at the mention of 'Girl' for some reason and with a deep sigh, she began to kiss and lick the vertical series of bangles one by one and treat the whole set like they were the most precious things on earth.

"Submissive Promila!!! A submissive Bengali widow who loves being dominated by a rich Marathi!!! Hmmmmmm!!!"

Prajakta's words sent a rush into an unknown region inside Promila and she kept worshiping the bangles with her lips and tongue, being chained in both hands and legs.

.........

"Uhm....yes I am a submissive...ummm" Promila cooed to herself, untill a snap occured near her face. With blushed cheeks, she realised she had been lost in the memory of her dream and Subosree, Pallavi and even Debosree were looking at her. 

Promila was very embarrassed. She kept thinking about how she was termed as a Nymph and a Girl by Mrs Kulkarni in her dream and she wondered why those words sent a jolt inside her. But anyways, she ignored the memories and got back to the current context. 

"So ummm Subu, what are the scores?" Promila used a sudden dominant tone again, imitating Prajakta in a way. 

"Umm maa! Pallavi didi is a 10!!! And didibhai is a 6!"

Debosree felt a current pass her body on being critisized by her younger sister in such an absurd context. The last person who would accept her like that was Subosree for sure in the Bobby's mind and it so happened!

"You heard your sister Debu? You will help me and Palo shona with the kitchen work today and dare you make any delay or silly mistake!! You shall be spanked!"

A silence crept in the room and both Pallavi and Subosree touched their mouths in a gasp. Debosree felt she was rediscovering her mother and on the other hand Promila bit her lower lip realising how crude she sounded.

"Hey I can be dominant too like Mrs Kulkarni!!! Umm why not!!" 

The widow cooed in her mind and sighed..."Now common sit and start eating you two!" 

Subosree giggled and noticed how her ex-boudi too blushed and behaved like a fresh bride once more. Her heart wasn't convinced of the small apology in the morning, rather she now wanted to rediscover her relationship with Pallavi. Only this time, she decided to be the teasy younger sister rather than the teasy nanad!

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

Khandoba-Akhada, Thane :

The akhada was a local ground for aspiring pehelwans who enjoyed having a good time in indulging in small fights, playing kabaddi and bodybuilding. The students were mostly young men and due to the Bobbyfication solution, only the strong and virile young men were selected for the admissions.

Lots of young masculine men oiled their bodies and bowed to their master. The man was built like a bull and despite being in early fifties, had a massive built and strong arms and forearms that apparently could shake pillars and fight bulls and oxes. His moostache resembled that of the deity Khandoba - robust and thick! 

"Okay boys! Go on and do the Dhobi Pachad!" The man spoke atlast as he sat wearing a long white kurta and a lungi. He saw two boys come up on the mat and soon they both indulged in a small fight untill one lifted the other and slammed him down. 

"Good!! Next ones now!" 

The robust muscular middle aged man who was the teacher of the akhada was none other than Prajakta's brother Mohan! 

Mohan conducted his sessions one after the other untill his cellphone rang. He looked at the screen with a smile when he saw his sister's name on it. 

"Praju! Long time sis! How are things?" Mohan smiled wide.

On the other hand, Prajakta rested on her lavish sofa and chatted happily with her only brother....

"Mohan bhau! Be ready to come to Mumbai! Your nephews have found their matches atlast!"

"Are wah! Thats nice. I saw Daksh's face on the magazine cover of Macho Squad, I was so happy!! Both of them have grown to be bulls! Like me."

Listening to Mohan's words, Prajakta smirked and cooed...

"Uff Mohan bhau! Stop discussing about muscles and bulls....uff! No wonder these two are so inspired from you and are you still obsessed with making a big raging bull out of yourself?" 

"Ofcoarse my dear sister! I just wish I tie knotts with someone soon too! What is the use of this ox like body if not used to pleasure someone? Are, find a match for me too!! Don't ignore your only elder brother!"

"Ufff! Bhau, you always sound so crude! But anyways, I will send you the dates of the weeding soon! Please be there for the rituals! Bye!"

Mohan happily disconnected and sighed with happiness at the fact that both his nephews had found their desired matches. However with another sigh, Mohan looked down to again see a common sight, which was nothing new to him...

A Big Fat Lump within the lungi!

Mohan was no naive nor an amateur. He had his share of market whores and even some escorts who were both girls and bobbys! And all of them had gained immense pleasure from his throbbing fat package. Mohan smiled as he went around observing the muscled students do workout, engage in playful fights, playing Kabaddi and boxing and while he roamed around his students, his free mind suddenly made him  disengage from his students and rush to his cabin and the moment he reached inside, he looked inside his lungi and smiled again.

Inside his lungi laid an absolute monster which was dark and raging for attention. Surely the strong middle aged man still had his moments of masturbating and erupting volcanic semen which would go waste, but his yearning was much more! He remembered certain dreams where a fair hand full of bangles would clank and call him and the palms in perticular often hinted towards a middle aged woman just like him.

The more Mohan thought about the dream lady beckoning him, the more his cock would rise up and the crown slit would like a raging mouth eager to spit its venom. Such was the state of his angry python who just like his heart, waited for the right mate to step into life someday. 

Mohan sat on his armchair in his cabin and opened some sizzling Lavani videos of specially the curvaceous older females shaking their fleshy hips and booties to the crude sexual lyrics. The man, very sure of his privacy, opened his lungi wide and exposed his angry meat, grasping it with his big strong palm and the more the women shook their hips to the beat, the more the man began to pump his dark meat.

Mohan was someone who enjoyed raw sensuality compared to the modern vulgarity displayed in Bollywood films. He preferred the old skool ways of romance of Lavani dances and slow seductive aura of women clad in traditional sarees. The bull like man now pumped more and more and his strong bulky body stirred with sweat and his blood flew more and more down to his round hairy testicles as he saw more and more sexy lavani dances on his screen.

Soon, within the next few moments, Mohan sighed with a small groan as his crown headed slit vomitted out a gush of potent creamy semen all over his dhoti and to some extent on his belly too. The ox like man sighed with peace, but his mental satisfaction was still far away. Being used to handling his arousals at certain days, Mohan rose up and took out a new dhoti, throwing the soiled one inside his cabin bathroom.

After some more moments, Mohan left his cabin to attend his students back, although a simple question stayed in his mind...

"Daksh and Harsh are settling! Hmmmmm when will I find my match?"

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

Kolkata, Late at night :

Debosree and Pallavi were in their respective rooms and precisely at the same time, they recieved a WhatsApp buzz!

Debosree sighed with a pat on her head when she noticed a text message from Harsh - Hey beautiful!

Hi... Debosree just managed to type. She felt an irritation within when she realised how much her eyes were shifting constantly towards Harsh's Dp where the hunk stood with his hands behind his head and inturn revealing a nice bicep flex on both arms.  

On the other hand, Pallavi was just admiring her almond nails when the message from Daksh interrupted her thoughts.

"Thinking of me?"

"Uhm....ah...oh ..." Pallavi was almost surprised at the message from Daksh. She was surely subconsciously thinking of him, but never anticipated a text message all of a sudden.

"Hey! Reply! You there?"

Pallavi sighed and typed with a smirk..."Yes! Right here, aren't you supposed to sleep? It's late at night!"

"Nope! A Bengali bee is interrupting my sleeps! My racket is eager to catch it someday!"

Pallavi gasped at the sweet and crude example and a tiny jolt passed her nightie clad body. 

Meanwhile, Harsh proceeded with his flirts with Debosree..

"Can't stop thinking of you! I wish you were right here on my arms!"

While Harsh typed the message, he slowly ran his rugged fingers on his fully aroused cock underneath his silky bed sheet. The hunk was fully naked under the sheet and his cock throbbed even as he typed on his phone.

"Uh ....I am sleepy! Can we umm talk later?" 

Debosree wanted to skip the conversation and just shove the phone aside. She felt two feelings at the same time. Her original male mind felt irritated with the conversation, while her newfound mind inside her curvaceous body kind of yearned to continue. 

"Hey it's okay, but I can't feel sleepy yet! My heart throbs to have you with me so badly Debosree!" 
 
At the end of the message Harsh typed three hearts in a row which sent a cringe shiver to Debosree, but she noticed an arousal in her hardened nipples. Anyways, sarcastically she cooed to herself ....

"Heart? I know whats throbbing you swine!"

Meanwhile Daksh too had taken the conversation with Pallavi further!

"By the way, something is pending since morning during our balcony meet!" 

Pallavi wondered and typed back, behaving innocent..."What you mean? I saw you enjoy the samosas and the sweets..." 

"Hmmmmmm but I just missed something more delicious!" Daksh typed, equally naked under his own sheet. His cock with its big fat slit crown stood up and throbbed with a decent amount of blood flow.

"Hmmmmmmm what could it be?" Pallavi was getting aroused by now. She was guessing something in her mind and she began to trace a hand up her neck and slowly run it along her neckline and down to just above her heaving breasts.

"Hmmmmm your Lips! Your luscious juicy lips! I was so close but you stopped me!"

"Hmmmmmmmmmm such a flirt!" Pallavi now began to knead her breasts through her nightie very very softly. Her breasts were decently sized orbs and the nipples were fully aroused by now.

"Heyy...you still there?" Daksh's next message followed soon!

Getting horny, Pallavi felt lazy to type and she just managed to write...

"Uhh ... I was scared! My lips didn't approve of your attention towards them!!!" 

"But I would have done nothing, accept gently touching the petals and kissing each juicy pore and slurping them both like they were the most precious juicy fruit slices! You didn't do justice to my eager lips!"

Pallavi couldn't take it anymore, she was heaving her breasts and her cunny was beginning to leak droplets of juices already. She wondered if should type or use those same fingers for something more crucial.

Meanwhile, Harsh didn't have the same joy or pleasure with Debosree which made the man a bit gloomy and frustrated. 

"I ummmmm really feeling sleepy. I had a big day today....I am err.. sorry!" 

Harsh's cock which was throbbing with desire felt down too, but the hunk didn't want to force the steamy ness. He rather preferred to wait for Debosree's genuine attention towards him and so, he decided to hang up.

"It's okay Debosree, we will talk later! Goodnight!"

The goodnight word was followed by kiss emojis which again irritated Debosree's male mind, but strangely her nipples hardened more and when she felt a minor tremor between her legs, she didn't even bother to reply back and she just shoved away her phone, pulling the sheets up and trying hard to rush to sleep. Also deep in her mind, a soft part of her adored how Harsh willingly ended the conversation with respect to her consent.

"Oh god....where did I land in!! I can't believe this is all happening with me!!" Debosree murmured and fortunately dozed to sleep gradually.

However, the winners were Daksh and Pallavi who continued their steamy conversation and with all the dare in the world, Pallavi had taken off her nightie and was buck naked under her sheets. The aroused girl couldn't take in the heat of the chat anymore and she was as naked as Daksh under his own sheets. 

From two different cities and states, the two chatted without shame and openly expressed their arousals in the form of latent words!

Daksh gently ran his hands on his exposed thigh hair through the sheets and carreesed the area just beneath his one hairy large testicle and then tracing around the globular organ before he typed his next message..

"Hey, you didn't answer me! When will you do justice to my eager lips Pallavi?" 

Pallavi too traced a finger around one aroused nipple of hers and sighed before chatting back...

"Hmmmmmmmmm I need to ask my lips first!"

Daksh now slowly kneaded his aroused fattened hairy testicles and added some more spice to the conversation...

"Are you naked by any chance?"

Pallavi shivered and typed back...."No!! Dhatt...ofcoarse not". She felt more aroused on being caught. The fact was she was totally naked under her sheets and she was relieved that Promila was in deep sleep. If it wasn't for the older widow's presence, the horny girl would have probably shoved the sheets away and openly tapped her leaking cunny.

"I know you are! I know there is a crystal shining body under those sheets of yours! I also know there is a small gate awaiting my army in someday!"

Pallavi now couldn't take in the heat anymore. She began gently poking a finger on the threshold of her cunny gates and then with that same sticky finger, she typed...

"Tell your army to hold on for some more days! My gates are not ready yet!" 

"Hmmmmmmmmm but they are so full of rage!! This Maratha army of mine is so eager to invade the Bengali palace of yours and then make sure that only my clan is based inside!! Mind you, my army is very very unstoppable!"

The word 'Maratha army' aroused Pallavi even more and she began to actually finger herself now. She found this whole idea of submission to a non Bengali man to be very arousing and tantalizing for some reason!

"Hmmmmm! Okay then. I shall willingly allow them then!"

Pallavi quickly typed and kneaded one breast of her's and fingered herself further in. By this time, she surely headed sloppy sounds appearing because of a very wet entrance.

Daksh on the other hand, gripped his cock and stirred it for sometime before typing...

"Hmmmmmmmmmmm.....I want to melt inside you and make sure your womb is blessed with only and only my sea of love!!'

This perticular message from Daksh made Pallavi insane and she ravaged her leaking cunny with her fingers at a higher pace and moaned and groaned without shame....

"Ohhh uh Daksh!!!!! Take me home quick!!!! Dominate me!!!! Love me!!!!! Make me your bride soon!!! Uh aaahhh aaaaahhh!!!"

Pallavi took once glance at the WhatsApp Dp of Daksh once more where he posed with a bicep curl and that was it! With her body buckling atleast four times in a row, the fully naked girl orgasmed sattisfyingly on her bed and she only heaved her breasts up releasing a gentle sigh when she realised Promila was in deep sleep and was not aware of the lewd act besides her.

With some mumbling of Daksh's name, Pallavi pulled the bedsheets up her naked body and drifted to an intense sleep. She was too tired to even dream, but the sensual messages and the orgasmic release remained in her subconscious mind and maintained the smile on her face.

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Chapter 29

A brief confession from the characters -

Subosree 

Dadabhai is now undoubtedly a didibhai in my opinion! 

Day after day I would see her helping maa and boudi...oops I mean my other didi and even her sways and moves had become so very feminine too. I would even witness some self stimulation acts from her side during late nights. 

Thanks to the Vibrator given by Neelu! I was so angry earlier, but seeing some orgasmic moans from my didibhai, made me realise that she was now slowly immersing into womanhood even mentally. 

All I can say is that the Bobby agency has done some insane miracles of gifting her a body which was is so feminine and ripe! Ofcoarse didibhai wasn't that Manly before and now I think her figure did justice to her life! 

Maybe maa was right.....I know this thinking is absurd, but I guess God did reconsider his own creation for sure.

...........

Debosree 

I am fighting shame and guilt with this new body of mine. I hate the person who brought the Vibrator near me and made me immerse further into the feminine fold! 

I am sure even Subu has heard my moans at night because I just can't fight the female mindset deep within my body. Everytime Harsh called me up or chatted with me, I refused to extend the conversation, but darn! Why did my body still itch and feel horny all the time? I am so embarrassed and yet so shamefully aroused to know that I will be joining hands with a manly man for marriage. 

It's strange how I am now slowly changing into a female even from the mind and psyche! It's like taking a re-birth right in middle of an existing life on earth. I still wonder should I curse it or admire it! Hmmmmph! The more the wedding is nearing, the more my heart is pounding faster and faster! 

I wonder what the unprecedented future has to offer! 

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

Pallavi 

Wow! This all feels like some surreal film to be honest! 

Just a couple of months ago, Debu was my husband and I was his loyal loving wife. Hmmmmm...but mother nature had other plans I guess. My whole world changed when I met Daksh! How can a man be so masculine and charming at the same time! I wonder and touch myself just at the mental image of him near me. 

Its indeed a wonder how instantly I forgot about all my past moments with Debu at the mere introduction with the hunk, because the promises he gave me is enough to make me forget my past and embrace a whole new exciting future!

I never knew I would be so smitten with wealth in general, but I keep staring at my diamond ring and can't help but be aroused constantly at being the wife to a filthy rich hunk. Some unknown latent thrills roam in my body day and night and Daksh never gets tired of flirting with me almost every night and making me drip and drool down there! 

Hmmmmm....my body is undergoing more and more rushes as the wedding day comes closer and closer.

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

Promila 

My life is full of crazy moments now-a-days. I don't even remember the last time I had seen normal things around me. I am now so used to this insane reality that I even began treating my Debu as if she had always been the daughter! Hmmm, my dominance does upset her but strangely it gives me a shameless rush to admonish her at times. I wonder what aspect of human psychology 

But I feel the biggest rush when I observe the rich and the lavish Mrs Kulkarni! Not only does she have a dominant aura, but also, something about her scares and entices me at the same time! I am sure Debu will be reminded again and again that she is nothing but a demure bahu in the family. But oh my, whenever I see Debu swaying his body now, I am kind of sure that she is getting more and more feminine even inside! 

I feel so guilty sometimes when I blush on noticing my Debosree darling resembling me so much more now! Almost like my younger version. I feel more rushes now ever since Pondit moshai has given the dates of marriage events!

..........

Prajakta 

I am fully prepared to be the most dominant and strict mother in law. I feel a delicious rush in making sure that my Bengali bahus adjust to the Marathi customs and behave the way my sons want them to. 

I am sure my sons will keep them happy and make them realise a woman's true duty towards their husbands and hmmmmm the more I wonder about Promila now, the more I feel that she deserves to be teased and pinched a bit! I want to see her entering more exciting phases of life and I think I know just the right way to do it!

In other words, I would love to see the widow blush like a shameless bride someday. 

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

Daksh

Pallavi! Hmmmmmm what more can I say about her? The more the wedding day nears us, the more I flirt with her all night. I am sure she bluffs when she says she didn't orgasm because I can visualise her naked and rubbing her jewels for me! Just the way I silent my angry slithead. But the damn crown will not stop gushing out its venom!

If only the venom would reach Pallavi's coven and my body yearns to ravage her, to kiss every pore of her skin and make her stay lazy on the bed for atleast a day! 

I imagine her in the maharashtrian bridal attire and my body burns with immense flame to grab her and make love to her in that form! 

Pallavi will be the perfect traditional wife for any man! And I am happy I found her.

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

Harsh

Debosree! My mind and body only yearns to be besides her. To touch her. To kiss her cheeks even when she is a bit gloomy. I don't care! Her long nails in their light pink shade on my own palm didn't leave my head since the Engagement day. I wanted to lick each finger and then kiss those petal like lips. I will slurp every single drop of juice! She is so irresistible!

I don't care Debosree is a Bobby and I certainly don't care about her past. Right now she is the most desirable person on Earth and I want her in my arms soon. If only she realised how her hips screams to be touched and how her breasts yearns to be kneaded by me.

She ends the conversation every night with reluctance, but her sweet voice and her demure aura could be so sensed from the phone itself that I can't help but errupt on my sheets again and again at just a memory of her!

I can hardly wait to make Debosree enter my house as my bride! My beautiful Bengali bride!

...........

A week later....

The Haldi Ceremony

Chits and chatters filled the Bhattacharya house once more and kids ran from here and there, while couples came to greet the widow and bless the two daughters. Some greeted with astonishment, while some with a normal smile on their faces. Promila accepted them all happily. The day was very important and auspicious for both Debosree and Pallavi.

It was the 'Gaye Holde' (Turmeric Bath) day and a group of ladies and even Reba surrounded the two brides in groups.

Reba along with three other women was with Pallavi, while Neelima, Subosree along with two other girls surrounded a not so happy Debosree. Both brides had a loose saree dbangd around their body where some vital parts like neckline, back and arms and hands remained exposed for the haldi to be rubbed on.

Debosree sat still, eyeing how naughtily Neelima looked at her as she dipped her fingers into the haldi bowl and then she cooed with a smirk....

"Subu! I am taking more haldi!! I want to rub on and on onto the soft skin of your didibhai and make it more glowing!!" 

Debosree cringed and felt weird ants biting onto her skin at that very feminine statement, while Subosree smiled and smirked back....

"Uff! Didibhai is already so fair!! Her fairness is enough to make my jamai babu go crazy!!"

Subosree's fun statement irritated Debosree even more. The young girl happily accepted the reality and had joined in the mischievous gang atlast.

A naughty Neelima decided to get naughtier and she looked at the other two girls who were rubbing some haldi on Debosree's curvy back and then used a friendly tone...

"Oh by the way, did you all know Debosree is a Bobby! But can you even tell the difference? Hmm?"

The girls who has no idea about Debosree's past, just stopped for a while and gasped, looking at each other and then at Neelima. Subosree too felt a bit bad, but she knew how her bitchy bestie could be at times. She hoped Debosree would forgive her.

One of the girls awed..."Really Neelima di?"

While the other girl softly purred near Debosree's ear...."o ma...is that so? Ummmm are you okay being a ummm female?"

Debosree found the question to be a warm one. It soothed her and the girl who asked was a sweet Innocent girl as well. But, the bitchy Neelima added more fuel...

"Hmmmmm yes it is so! Debu didi was kind of feminine even as a man, I don't think he even touched your boudi, oops..I mean your ex- boudi, umm right Subu?"

Debosree felt a current pass her body at the mention of her past, while Subosree resisted a naughty giggle when she noticed the horrified expression on her didibhai's face and she slapped the forearm of her bestie, playfully admonishing her....

"Can't you just shut up Neelu! Eesshhh! I wonder if Lilith had blessed you when you were born!!! And anyway! How does it matter. My didibhai is just so gorgeous! She has a promising future as a woman!"

Debosree felt a shiver when Subosree spoke so confidently and continued to rub haldi. But in a way, the words seemed so mature from the young girl's mouth, that the feminine mind inside Debosree felt some warmth in a way. Infact some more warmth entered her body when the other two girls assured her in a sweet way...

"Debu didi! Ignore any negative memories! We all feel you are a beautiful woman!"

Subosree nodded and smiled to that, while Debosree sheepishly smiled and allowed all four to rub the haldi further on her skin.

On the other hand, Reba and other three girls teased Pallavi to the fullest!

Pallavi was enjoying the haldi rub on her skin while Reba was the one who mainly focussed on the cleavage area and cooed...

"I am sure these mangoes will blossom after your marriage Palo didi!" 

Pallavi felt a orgasmic tremor with the words and she allowed Reba to rub the paste, while purring...."Uhmmmmm..why so?"

The other three girls giggled and continued to rub on the other areas, while a naughty Reba hissed back...

"Uff didi!! Imagine these being mauled and kneaded by a pair of manly hands! The results will be so rewarding!! Right girls?"

One of the girls who happened to be an old friend of Pallavi, joined hands with Reba and purred...

"Are ekdom! (For sure) Pallu! I knew the marriage won't last long! Debu da was never the manly hunk!!! But now I am so happy that atleast you are getting married again and this time, to a rich sexy hunk! Hmmmm....by the way! Debu da looks so sexy as a woman!! Ufff...I am waiting to see both of you as sister brides on the same mandap!!!! So Kinky and naughty!"

Pallavi too felt a sadistic shiver inside with those words and yet she managed to sound noble, purring..."Dhatt Tonima! Shut up okay? Ummm...I had my moments with Debu.....ummmmm...not sexual ones...but still.....hey! Not too much haldi!! Thats too much!"

Tonima cooed again ...."We want to make sure our lovely bride is glowing!! Or else how will she contrast with a brown hunk!!!"

At the mention of that, Pallavi bit her lip and remembered the moment when Daksh had held her hand on his, even it was for a brief time. The contrast of his rugged manly brown hand on her fair demure one had already ignited her insides up on the terrace the other day and the memory of his lips close to hers also made Pallavi smile and then she realised she was sitting between four girls.

"By the way Reba, how do you feel as a woman now?" Tonima curiously cooed. Her other friend too focussed her attention to Reba in curiosity. 

"Hmmmm never been so happy!! I am glad I found my right body!" Reba smiled blushing and then added..."He loves me so much that I don't even have memories of my past!"

"Awwww isn't that cute Palo? I am sure your ex-husband will feel the same way someday!"cooed Joyoti, another friend of Pallavi who focussed on the neck area.

Pallavi didn't want to admit but she was surely getting aroused with all these casual gossip. And what she didn't know that this was just a start. Tonima now rubbed some on the slim soft forearms of Pallavi and smirked once more...

"By the way Palo! I didn't see my Marathi jamai babu yet, but ummmm is he really a 17?"

Pallavi shivered a bit. She knew exactly where the conversation was heading towards and yet she played innocent..."umm 17? I didn't get you Toni!"

"Ufff! Palo didi don't act so innocent okay? Tonima di is referring to jamai babu's biceps ofcourse!"

Joyoti the slightly frisky one purred in middle..."oh ma go! 17 inches of biceps? Are all Marathis so manly hmmm?"

Joyoti's own tone sounded as if she herself was turned on, but Tonima and Reba both were focussed more on teasing Pallavi and they both noticed a kinky silence on her face white easily.

"Palo didi? Hello?" Reba cooed.

"Uh ....I don't know!!! Get on with these rubbing already! I need to bathe! Uff...never knew I had to go through all this again!"

Pallavi's words made all three giggle. In the meantime, Debosree was being teased by Neelima continuously, while Subosree felt guilty of getting some dark pleasure out of it. 

"Subu! Your didibhai's breasts are surely bigger than you and Pallavi didi!! Imagine their size after marriage hmmmm!!!"

Debosree felt a huge shiver from the lines and she blushed at the same time as well. While Subosree tried her best to stand by her didibhai and rather scold Neelima...

"Neelu!! Can we just stop this conversation already? So vulgar you are!!"

The other two girls from Subosree's College just managed to smile and continue to rub the curved spine of Debosree, while Neelima pounced back...

"Accha? You are the one to talk, you shameless cunny rubber!!"

"Urgh NEEELU!!!!" Subosree scolded for real this time. She felt a shiver when she knew that Neelima had the clip of hers when she masturbated inside the washroom with the magazine. However, she didn't want Debosree to know all this and this wanted to divert from the topic.

"Hmmm okay! I will stop! Let's focus on your didibhai!! How lucky she is to be married to a rich hunk!!! I heared he is filthy rich, right Debu di?"

Debosree quickly drew an image of Harsh in his expensive suit in her mind. The image of Harsh smiled to her and posed in a way that his arms tightened around the material of the suit and that very image made sure that the nipples were hardened within the thin saree. 

Subosree at that moment happened to apply some haldi on the neck area of Debosree and she awed when she noticed erect nipples through the saree. She realised that just the thought of Harsh had got her didibhai hot from within, but Debosree was well aware too of her nipples and she tried to shift the topic away from the sexual focus, by pouting...

"Uhm....well.... Yes, the family is pretty much prosperous..."

Neelima too noticed the erection of nipples and she again purred...."I saw Harsh Kulkarni's profile! Oh damn....how hot can a man be!! Subu, your didibhai will be in heaven all day!!"

Subosree just managed to smile. The young girl still empathized with Debosree and didn't wish to make her undergo any further discomfort. But deep inside, she was shamelessly enticed by the conversation. The whole idea of her once-dadabhai being a woman and being married was darkly kinky in a way and Subosree had to admit that, but she didn't want to think any further.

To Debosree's relief, Neelima and Subosree discussed other mundane stuff and the Bobby sighed in relief, although desperately wanting to get over with the ritual. However, her heart skipped beats when she noticed the group with Pallavi having a more fun time and she also felt a small tremor in her heart on noticing Pallavi in perticular having a wide smile on her gorgeous face.

This was no hallucination of Debosree. Pallavi indeed was having a fun kinky time with her three sahelis!

"Ummmm okay Palo! I am curious to know something!"

Tonima cooed as she  applied some haldi bits on each soft finger. The soft finger massage soothed Pallavi and she purred..."What is it Toni?"

Tonima now very naughtily rubbed each finger and cooed...

"I think the Marathi rituals would be different from ours hmmmmm... I find it kinda sexy!"

Joyoti raised an eyebrow in sheer curiosity as she rubbed haldi on Pallavi's neck area and then pouted..."Hnmmmm sexy?"

Pallavi knew Tonima well. The girl usually loved to engage in frisky conversations and she too wondered, while Reba also joined in...

"Tonima di! What's sexy about it.....sorry I am lost!"

Tonima purred again...."Uff! Pallavi will be doing some other cultural rituals, different from ours! I have seen some Lavani videos myself! They were the saree so differently and it's such a crude dance too!! Hmm it's kinda hot imagining you and Debu di in that fashion!"

Pallavi felt her nipples harden. She sure was latently curious to be involved with a non Bengali man and that too a hunk and she felt some insane thrills in the whole idea of shifting to a new state altogether! With a bite on the lower lip, she cooed...

"Uhm I don't know! What's a lavani?"

"Pallo! Relax, your husband will explain it to you!" Joyoti purred and all three sahelis laughed, while Pallavi blushed with a mischievous smile. 

Atlast the haldi was done from both ends and Pallavi and Debosree then proceeded to the mature ladies for the brief bath from the snout pot. With the rituals being repeated, Pallavi felt a thrill in undergoing all of them once more and she blushed to face the very same ladies who had done the same thing earlier. 

Promila joined in front afar, while a naughty plump friend of hers cooed showering Pallavi with the pot...

"Promi, it's so strange we are all doing this again! But hmmmm I do hope that Pallavi is blessed with a healthy marriage this time!"

Promila sighed and she recollected the manly images of her Marathi damads in her mind and she agreed with a blushing nodd, while her eyes then diverted to the other side and she noticed Debosree having her legs pulled by the older ladies. Once she reached there, an older lady who focussed the snout on top of Debosree's head, purred to Promila...

"Promila, Debosree is just so beautiful! It's a criminal offence from God for having sending her in the wrong body before!!! Eessh! Look at this glowing face! I can't wait to see her in the bridal saree!"

Debosree felt cringed to death! She just looked down unable to face any of the ladies, infact not even her own mother, who smirked and cooed back...

"Hmmmmmm you are right Buni didi, I am so happy god reconsidered his discison!" Pouting so, Promila walked towards Debosree and rubbed her wet forehead and gestured a maternal kiss towards her. However, Debosree still was disgusted with the rituals happening to her. But, subconsciously she noticed a liking for the soft music, the atmosphere, the ladies chit chattering and she realised her other mind was taking over the original male mind.

"Oh god.....this can't be real!" Debosree murmured in her mind, while Pallavi from afar passed a warm smile towards her.

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

Evening :

Pallavi walked around the balcony and chatted with Daksh with a beaming smile on her face. She played with her pallu as Daksh flirted openly with her...

"How did the haldi ceremony go?" 

"Hmmmm fine! My sahelis kept teasing me so much!! Uff.."

"About what?"

"About how the ummm Marathi rituals would be different and how I would submit to them"

Daksh found the topic to be very exciting in a way and he teased her further as he rested his back on his supremely comfortable office chair and then with a small peg of whisky on his other free hand, he continued...

"But you want to submit to me right?"

Pallavi shivered a bit as she cooed with a naughty smile..."ummm why you think so?"

"Because I have a strong feeling that this sweet bong girl on the other side of the phone will enjoy being submissive to a Maharashtrian hunk! And she knows it very well!"

Pallavi stopped and sighed in a pre-orgasmic tone. Her insides burned to be besides Daksh, inhale his manly scent and just look into his eyes. Infact the whole idea of him being a non Bengali hunk aroused her even more. Yet, she played along...

"Who told you so? I am a pure bong girl! I don't mingle with people outside my circle and certainly not with Marathi pehelwans!"

As Pallavi said those lines, she felt the slight urge to rub her mound over her saree and luckily since it was quite dark, she did rub a bit through the material and felt a thrill in doing so in the open breezy air.

"Then you better start doing so! Better start behaving like a Marathi Mulgi!"

"Mulgi?" Pallavi purred in curiosity.

"It means a Girl!" Daksh smiled as she sipped some whiskey. He was absolutely enjoying this brief flirty session.

"Oh!! I didn't know that!! I barely know anything about Maharashtra!" Pallavi stood with her elbows on the railing as she enjoyed the breezes blowing her hair.

"Hmmmmm no issues! I will help you get familiar! Wait for me to grab you and take you here in Mumbai!"

"Grab me? That sounded crude!" Pallavi smirked as she suddenly remembered the dream where Daksh had taken her whole weight up on his arms and carried her to the shore.

"Yes grab! Pehelwans are very dominating and mind you! My arms may sway you up anytime! I won't take objections or refusals!"

Pallavi this time rubbed her aroused mound on the railing grills of the balcony and imagined the big bulging biceps holding her. She bit her lower lip and pouted...

"But for that! You need to marry me here first!"

"Hmmmmmmmm! Can't wait any longer now!" Daksh sipped his whiskey again and cooed.

"Hmmmmmmmm me too Daksh!" Pallavi purred.

"Hey! Remember we had something pending!"

"What?" Pallavi raised an eyebrow.

"Our kiss! What else"

"Oh!! Daksh....stop it! 

"Why? Okay, atleast kiss your phone and I will kiss mine back!"

Pallavi again shivered with lust. Indeed the other day, her lips were dangerously close to Daksh's and she bit her lip once more as she cooed again...."I am feeling a bit shy sorry!"

"Hmmmmmm okay! I will start first! Pcchwhhhhhhhchh"

Harsh planted a slurpy wet kiss on his phone which was strangely very arousing to Pallavi and she almost felt as if the wet sound from Daksh's lips touched her own. But she still stood shy. The last time she had shared an intimate kiss was with her ex-husband who was now her sister Debosree, but still she found it hard in even imagining the same lips touch another man's 

But Daksh had already touched her soul and when her silence grew, his voice woke her up again...

"Common Pallavi! I am waiting! Atleast do justice on phone!"

With a stirr in her body, Pallavi purred a "okay" in her sweet tone and she slowly puckered her lips, planting a kiss on her phone, however it was a short one compared to Daksh's. No sooner she had planted it, she sighed..."okay! Bye for now!" and disconnected.

Daksh smiled and kept his phone, pouring some more whiskey on his glass. His heart and cock both were eager to be back in Kolkata for his wedding with Pallavi.

On the other hand, Pallavi did feel guilty to even plant a kiss on the phone with Daksh. She suddenly felt as if she betrayed Debosree, but then she reminded her about the current reality and she sighed, but she also needed to get rid of the tiny arousal she incurred during the call. 

Which meant that Pallavi had to achieve a quick orgasm to remain sane. The horny bong girl looked around and her eyes lit up to see the store room connected to the terrace.

Pallavi quickly rushed inside the storeroom and noticed a small groan from the skies outside. Small drops of rain had started to pour, while her cunny had a similar condition. Not bothered with the untidy room, she sat on an old stool and lifted her saree up along with her petticoat. Her gaze fixed at her slightly wet upper thighs.

Pallavi bit her lip in lust and realised the dew drops down had actually started while the conversation took place. She ran her almond nails along those areas and atlast reached her panty. She traced the wet vaginal area through the panty with one finger and slowly crept her hand inside. 

"Uhnmmmmm !" Pallavi moaned as her fingers made contact with the wet cunny lips and she toyed around the area for sometime, untill she slowly began masturbating herself. The rain outside paced up a little, while she pleasured herself remembering the flirty words from Daksh. The memories of him holding her hand and flashing his pricey rolex watch kept flashing in her mind and the more his image and his words and his rugged brown palm contact on her own kept coming in her mind, the more Pallavi fingered herself with her eyes closed and lips partly opened in extacy.

Pallavi's pointed almond nails rubbed the itch inside the vaginal folds in a more soothing way and she enjoyed every bit of it. However the thing that got her hotter was the kiss she blew on the phone towards Daksh. On imagining his lips on hers made Pallavi reach a small but a sattisfyingly good orgasm and she just sighed and stared at the rain outside from the window.

Pallavi's medium breasts heaved and a smile curled up her lips as she mentally heard the 'ulu ulu' sounds from the ladies and along with that the marriage drums. She could barely wait any longer for her marriage with Daksh and the fact that Debosree would join her too, just added to the excitement in her mind.

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Chapter 30

THE WEDDING EVENT 

Debosree had fear and anxiety in her eyes. There she was standing infront of the mirror, clad in her benarsi red silk saree and somehow the radiancy of the saree didn't match her face. It was gloomy and afraid.

Debosree was lost in her thoughts when suddenly the door broke open and stepped inside two chit chattering girls...Neelima and Subosree!

Debosree gasped at the sudden rushing in of her sister and Neelima, who noticed the fear on the Bobby's face and she couldn't help but tease her, although talking to Subosree directly...

"Subu! Your didibhai thought her groom almost broken in and would pounce on her already!!!"

Subosree covered her mouth to resist a dark devilish giggle, but she didn't want to embarrass Debosree anyhow. Rather, she changed the topic to something more positive. She went towards the mirror and stood behind her didibhai and adored the red blouse, the red silk saree and the radiant face which was yet to be even more radiant with the cosmetics that Promila particularly bought for both her daughters.

"Hmmmmmmm didibhai, let's not waste anymore time now! Your face looks a bit dry! Right Neelu?"

Subosree's sweet voice had a teasy tone which made Debosree shiver a bit, while Neelima purred...

"Hey? I have a whole set of jewelry here! Promi kakima clearly told me to make sure the neck is totally adorned with the heavy sets of gold! Uffff...these are so heavy! No wonder Debu di has a rich sasural!"

Subosree noticed the cleavage of Debosree and couldn't help but adore it. The tiny line looked dense because of a good amount of kneadable breasts possessed by the Bobby and yet, she also knew the value of gold ornaments for a woman. When Pallavi had come to her house as her boudi, she had adored the bridal ornamental look for the first time. 

"Neelu! Get on with the jewelry, I will do her face!" Subosree cooed cutely and bit her lower lip as she opened the cosmetics box and decided to go for the Red lipstick and a deep black mascara pen. The moment she kept those on the table, Debosree shivered and her heart cringed to see the bright red lipstick in perticular. She wondered if she can handle being so intensely feminine. But her heart quivered with a strange excitement to see her lips colored and her feminine brain wondered how Harsh will react. 

"Sure babes!! Debu di, we will make sure you look hotter than Pallavi didi! Hehe"

Neelima giggled naughtily and began with the tiniest beads around the neck and slowly went on to the other bigger neck ornaments, while Subosree applied the lipstick. This was such a werid moment for Debosree. Her still existent male mind cried with cringe to see the darling sister applying lipstick as if things were normal. On the other hand Subosree did feel funny to apply the lipstick on her once-dadabhai, but now the face, the body and the whole saree getup didn't made her feel werid.

Clearly Debosree was a ripe woman now!

"Didibhai!! Smack your lips! Hmmm mm yes, like that!" Subosree purred and began with the mascara on the round beautiful eyes of Debosree, while Neelima finally reached the ears and adorned it with the round golden earings. The round things shone so much that Neelima almost felt jealous and she couldn't help but wonder about the prosperity of the Kulkarni household.

In the meantime, Tonima and Joyoti helped Pallavi get ready. The excited bride had already clad her red banarsi saree and she was currently sitting still while Tonima did her makeup and Joyoti inserted each golden bangle into her hand with sheer jealousy in her eyes. The bangles were clearly heavy being pure gold and Pallavi shivered with lust when she felt the weight of each bangle on her slim forearm.

Tonima however noticed the lusty expression on her bestie's face and she teased further as she applied a petal pink lipstick on her lips...

"Don't worry Pallo! Your forearms will take the weight of such bangles easily someday!" 

Joyoti got curious and she purred to Tonima..."Hey, I didn't get you, what you mean Toni?"

Pallavi didn't say a word. Actually she couldn't because her lips were being applied the pink lipstick in a slow sensual way, while her eyes were hungry for the jewelry that lay on the bed was yet to be around her neck. However, she also was curious to know what Tonima implied with her words.

"Uff boka mei! (Silly girl) Pallavi will be a queen in the house! She will just relax and rest as a lazy rich sexually satisfied privileged housewife, do you think she will remain the slim virgin girl anymore?"

Joyoti widened her eyes and smiled mischievously and continued to put the bangles further, while Pallavi felt an immense sexual shiver pass through her body. A wicked shiver ran when Tonima mentioned 'virgin' clearly indicating that Debosree as a man couldn't do anything to her, which was true and secondly, the other remaining words from Tonima also aroused her in a way. She suddenly recollected some of Promila's rich sophisticated sahelis with their plump robust bodies and how they would flaunt their richness and somehow, her cunny quivered deep inside the red saree.

"Heyy! Are you saying Pallu will fatten up after her marriage?" Joyoti felt aroused herself and she decreased her speed of putting on the bangles, while Pallavi felt a rush in her flat stomach and some tiny jolts between her thighs. 

"Well.....you know wives get lazy when they are married to billionaires and ufff!! Just imagine the constant sex she will be getting!!!! And she deserves it! She has been so deprived all these months!"

Tonima had a strong point to which Joyoti agreed to. While Pallavi remembered the nights of sexual deprivation and she felt the yearning to recieve a strong justice! And she knew the justice would be certainly strong and immensely satisfying because of the manly Daksh. Infact a sudden image of Daksh in her mind made Pallavi's nipples harden inside her red silky blouse and she almost scolded Tonima...

"Hey! Get on with the jewelry already!!! You two are so slow!"

Pallavi's horny desperate expression made both girls giggle and that made Pallavi feel a bit irritated.

"O maa go! Such desperation hmmm?" Joyoti giggled and purred, while Tonima teased...

"Are baba, all these heavy ornaments are for you only!!! We won't take a single one for us. But ummmm Daksh won't let these be on your neck for a long time!!" 

Pallavi blushed and looked down to hide the kinky glow on her face. Her whole benarsi saree clad body was both excited and scared to approach Daksh on the mandap.

"Get on with it then!! Hmmmph! Thats too much of the pink shade Toni!" Pallavi noticed how glossy her pink lips looked while Tonima took the first neck ornament and cooed...

"Are baba, the lips should urge Daksh to kiss them right way on the mandap itself!!! Don't worry, just kiss him right away! Ummm have you kissed him yet?"

Pallavi looked down and nodded in a no. Her mound once again vibrated at the earlier calls she had with Daksh, each call would end with the two kissing on their respective phones.   But anyways, she felt a bigger shiver when Tonima tied the first slim gold jewelry around her neck. It sparkled with grace, while Joyoti took the other bigger necklace and tied it just below the previous one.

"Wow! Palo your neck looks like that of a queen!! These are surely pure gold ornaments!"

"Hmmm....for sure! Hey, the next one too!!" Pallavi felt a lust awaken inside her for the heavier jewelry that came upto her next and the moment it was adorned with the other two, she couldn't help but gaze into the mirror. Her eyes widened with joy and greed at the sparkling gold that completely engulfed her neckline and her glossy pink lips opened to pass a small moan when both Tonima and Joyoti pierced a round golden earing on her either ear.

"Hmmm mm there you go!! The bride is all set to ride the groom!!" Tonima purred while Joyoti giggled and Pallavi blushed and bit her lip, gazing at her beauty in the mirror. This was the second time it was all happening to her and she almost felt as if this was a rebirth. 

"Hey let's check on Debu da!!" Joyoti innocently cooed while Pallavi felt a wicked shiver and she gasped a bit, while Tonima giggled..."Debu da? Uff...ho, she is a woman now! An equally eager bride for her hunk groom!!"

"Eeesshhh aha re, I almost forgot!! Dhatt... how silly of me!" Joyoti purred and bit her tongue admitting the naughty mistake she did, while Pallavi gazed a bit more into the mirror and cooed...

"Hmmmmmm! I am done! I am sure Subu and her friends are done with Debu too!"

Tonima and Joyoti noticed the wicked smile Pallavi had and they both smiled a bit naughtily too. This whole scenario was wickedly erotic for the two sahelis where they would witness the ex-husband of their saheli appear as a bride in a woman's body and submit to a man!

Pallavi stepped out and the moment she stepped out, she greeted Debosree who had stepped out too. A strange silence crept as the two stared at each other. Debosree looked down in shame and she refused to look at her ex-wife in such a state once more! She enjoyed seeing the Red benarsi clad Pallavi back when she was her wife, but now, the situation was so dramatically different.

"Debu! Look at me!" Pallavi hissed. Her eyes actually adoring the curvy body of Debosree in benarsi silk.

"Uhmmmmm...what is it?" Debosree still looked down. Her Ruby Red lips even though gloomy, still screamed for several kisses from a red blooded man. 

Subosree and her sahelis stood silent and so did Tonima and Joyoti. They all were silent and witnessing this bizzare moment with heaving hearts. 

Pallavi walked close to Debosree and lifted her chin up. A drop of a tiny sweat bead trickled down the forehead of the Bobby as her ex-wife stared deep into her eyes. Both brides finally looked each other into the eyes and Pallavi hissed with genuine affection...

"Uff...how gorgeous you look Debu! Tell me honestly....isn't your new body admiring this saree and the makeup and the ornaments? Hmmmm? Be honest!"

Debosree sighed and bit her lip, wondering what to say. She noticed the glow of Pallavi's eyes and realised how genuine her comments were. But how could the Bobby admit that she was experiencing a whole set of new feelings deep within. A tension rose up her spine and before she could say anything, Promila occured right there and then!

Both Pallavi and Debosree, along with the other girls noticed the light yellow chiffon saree and a good amount of jewelry on the widow and for the first time, Subosree had to admit that her mother looked so much beautiful than usual. She infact admired the silver manicured nails of the older woman, who smiled gazing at both her bride daughters.

"Hmmmmmmm! I don't know whom to compliment first!"

Tonima being the naughty one quickly rushed towards Promila and teased her..."Even I am confused kakima! You look so gorgeous too!!! Ummmm you sure it's just two brides today?"

Promila felt a shiver in her body and she pouted..."what do you mean beta?" 

Subosree noticed Neelima getting ahead and joining Tonima by purring..."Because! Kakima, you look so gorgeous as well!!! Ummmm we can quickly arrange an extra red benarsi saree if you want!!"

Both Debosree and Pallavi gasped at the crude complimenting from the two girls on Promila, but Subosree was the one who raised her eyebrows the most when she noticed how her mother blushed at this moment. A whole new rush entered Promila's body and she hissed....

"Dhatt!! Oshobbho kothakar!! (Shameless girls) you shouldn't be saying such things to elderly widows!"

But Tonima and Neelima had been in a fun mode right since they began grooming the brides out. Both being mischievous shameless girls suddenly felt a new kick in teasing the widow who looked amazingly gorgeous with the ornaments sent by Prajakta!

"Maa! Did my sasuma sent those ornaments??" Pallavi cooed with a smirk.

"Ah ummmm yes shona! How sweet of her! I kind of......liked these!" 

Subosree, Tonima and the other girls noticed how Promila ran her nails on her gold necklace in a subconsciously sensual manner and Debosree gasped the most seeing her mother behave like a bubbly young girl all of a sudden. Also, she noticed a tiny lust of greed in the eyes of her widow mother who was never actually so greedy or behaved so frivolous before.

"You look good in them kakima!!" Tonima teased.

"Yes kakima! I am sure you will find men eyeing you in the mandap for sure!!" Neelima took the teasing a little more further and this made the other girls giggle with hands on their mouths while Debosree was shocked at the way her mother was being teased and Subosree couldn't help but pout in her mind....

"Eeeshh! Neelu is so shameless, teasing my mother like that!! But maa surely seems a bit different..... nowadays...hmmmm"

Neelima's crude mischievous comment made Promila blush at her deepest red. She wondered why she was enjoying such a conversation deep inside, but being an elderly person, she wanted to change the topic and luckily to her rescue, a lady from downstairs rushed up to say aloud...

"Hurry Promila didi!!! The grooms family has arrived!!!!"

A major sized current passed both Pallavi and Debosree's body and Pallavi in perticular wondered how could she face Daksh in his white groom attire. While, Debosree cringed to face Harsh in such an unusual but unfortunate context, but still whatsoever, a tiny surge of current was looping inside her feminine soul at the pursuit of stepping on the mandap and holding hands with the rugged Harsh.

"Eeeshh! I am getting bridal feelings already??? Gosh....is my soul also getting transformed just like my body??"

Downstairs, the Kulkarni family had arrived atlast. Prajakta along with her two daughters and her two groom sons had stepped in. Both Falguni and Pratiksha were dressed in lavish expensive sarees while it was the robust figure of Prajakta that looked amazingly gorgeous to the eyes of the guests present inside the hall. But the real gasps came from the women when they laid their eyes on the two hunk grooms!

Daksh and Harsh looked absolutely dashing in their respective white kurtas and beneath the dhoti end their strong muscled calves were exposed, to give a clear hint of their strong broad legs. The moment they walked in, some of the ladies around couldn't help but lustily gawk at them, clearly making the men around insecure. Infact a lady close to Promila's age even absent mindedly bit her lower lip when she noticed the brothers walk in almost like ramp models.

Another sophisticated woman ran her glossy nails on her exposed abdomen very softly, while her husband hushed her to behave. 

Not very far, a man was shocked to find out his sister and his wife both openly stared at the hunk brothers and both had lust in their eyes.

When Daksh and Harsh stepped in, the hired photographers rushed to take various pictures of the grooms and then their sisters and sometimes Prajakta alone and she even insisted a picture with Promila as well. Therefore, some pictures were taken with just the two women exclusively.

After the photo session, Prajakta noticed how good the jewelry looked at Promila and she teased the widow a bit...

"Hmmmmm... you look eatable yourself Promila! Tell me honestly how many men came upto you for a proposal? Hmmm?"

Promila felt a wicked rush in her body once more and she mewed..."dhatt didi....you are too much!! Infact, you look...umm... so good!"

Prajakta smiled and noticed how greedily Promila stared at the supremely expensive diamond jewelry on her neck and she deliberately ran her silver manicured nails on them with an arrogant dominant smirk...

"Beautiful aren't they?"

"Uh....uhmmm...sorry didi! I didn't mean to stare like that!" Promila blushed and bit her lip like a child caught with a hand in the jar.

"Ufff ho it's okay auntie! We know you liked the set! We will gift the same to you someday!!" Falguni teased the older lady too.

"Oh beta....it's not....." Promila felt herself trapped crudely between the Kulkarni females and just then to add some more fuel to the fire, Prajakta joined in too and she too teased...

"Aai, I think auntie is upset!!! She wished if she could also join her her daughters in the same mandap!!" 

"Eeeshh...stop it please!!" Promila blushed again and she wondered why was she secretly getting aroused with the talks.  But then another blow hit her inside when Prajakta cooed once more....

"Pratu, that won't be possible for now!! We will have to find a Good Strong Pehelwan for her first!!! Promila, give us some time!"

Both daughters giggled naughtily while Promila gasped with a hand on her mouth and she smirked too..."didi you are too much dhatt!!""

Ofcoarse Promila took the conversation as a casual joke, but the talks did arouse her deep within and Prajakta too smirked naughtily when she noticed how her samdhan blushed all the way.

Anyways, just then a random man announced from upstairs...

"Here comes the brides!! Behold!"

Prajakta, Falguni, Pratiksha and Promila smiled to see the most awaited sight! 

A group of four men had held both Pallavi and Debosree up and brought them to the mandap gradually. The grooms sighed with passion in their eyes as soon as they greeted their respective wives. The pandit soon began his work and after reciting the mantras, he gestured towards the mangalsutra tiying. Both Harsh and Daksh took the beads and the moment they tied them around the necks of their respective brides, they both felt shivers. While Pallavi felt a sensual shiver, Debosree felt a cringe shiver!

Promila and Subosree then widened their eyes to notice the next portion of the ritual, the most vital aspect...The Sindoor daan!

"Please put the sindoor on the maangs of your brides!" The pandit formally announced while dipping more ghee into the auspicious fire. 

During this portion, Neelima and Tonima the naughtier girls awed with delight to see how Pallavi and Debosree felt at the moment! Both couldn't look at each other, while they both had a nervous expression on their faces. Pallavi's heart skipped beats as the vermillion neared her head and on the other hand, Debosree wished she could yank off Harsh's hand and run away! But somehow something inside assured her to go through all this. She hated that inner voice!

"Hmmmmmm kinda hot!" Tonima cooed with a dark lust in her voice. Standing next to her was Joyoti who too felt a wicked sensation as she witnessed the marriage of her bestie's ex-husband as a woman to another man. 

"Mhmmm...so bizzare and yet so insanely interesting!" Joyoti couldn't help but pout out. 

On the other hand, Neelima turned out to be more shameless in her opinion as she noticed the nervous expression of Debosree who would have the sindoor up on her maang soon. Then naughty saheli of Subosree smirked and poked the elbow of her bestie, purring...

"Oh my! Look at your didibhai Subu!! The fear, the thrill on her face!!! Oh gosht this is freaking hot! Pallavi didi and her ex in the same mandap as brides!!!! Gosh.....I need to finger myself well before sleep!"

Subosree gasped silently at the lewd comment from her bestie and she admonished silently...."Shhh! Stop it Neelu! You are disgusting!!" 

And then ultimately the moment arrived when Harsh and Daksh put sindoor on their brides at the same time. The scenario startled Promila for a moment, but then she assured herself that this was the reality she had to accept. While at that very moment, Prajakta decided to get a bit naughty with her samdhan. She went close to Promila and gently touched her shoulder, cooing...

"Well Promila, I must compliment on your son's rebirth, its a good decision you had taken to Bobbyfy him! She looks so immensely gorgeous that it would have been a sin to let Debosree remain in her previous male body which was useless! just see Pallavi, how happy she looks next to my elder son. I am sure you haven't seen her like this when she was with Debosree earlier. Hmmm?"

Promila just remained silent. She nodded slowly admitting that her son made a rather good curvaceous woman now compared to the meek male she was once. But, what was strangely more captivating to her was the contrast of the fair Pallavi and Debosree next to  their darker manlier husbands. She couldn't deny the contrast to be a strongly natural one and a shame rose onto the widow's blushed face in admitting that the coupling looked very enticing to the eyes. She also looked at Subosree and saw her glued to the couples on the mandap. Then she also looked around and noticed inaudible gossips from her friends and other members and how they admired and even surprised to witness the marriage of the two couples. A funny feeling crept in the widow's stomach to see the very nervous expression on Debosree's face.

"Trust me, she will enjoy being the demure devoted wife to my son!!" Prajakta seductively hissed into Promila's ear and the widow felt a wicked shiver, but she just sheepishly smiled and nodded.

Promila then looked ahead to see that the saat phere was done from both sides and ultimately the couple walked upto the elders. Prajakta blessed all four when they touched the feet, although Debosree found it hard to do so, but new instincts deep within her made her do so somehow. Pallavi on the other hand turned slightly emotional to leave Promila and she hugged the lady who had transformed her from a bahu to a daughter.

After the hug was broke, Promila then proceeded to hug Debosree and whisper into her ear...

"Be a good bahu for the family Debu!"

The sentence made Debosree shiver and she couldn't even face her mother in this moment, but she certainly did hug her back and her eyes dropped a tear or two, but more out of an unknown fear!

The fear of playing the role of a wife for a man! 

Infact not very far of, Harsh passed a smile that sent even more shivers throughout Debosree's body and just then Subosree walks upto her and cooes softly...

"Didibhai! Take care! I will miss you!"

Debosree hugs her younger sister instantly and ultimately the couple reach a lavish mercedes awaiting them. Promila's heart skipped a beat when she saw the mercedes leave the house yard! She just managed to murmur...."Durga Durga..." to wish her daughters the best of everything.

On the other hand, throughout the journey, the mercedes had am apparently steamy atmosphere. Harsh placed a rugged hand on Debosree's mehendi drawn palm and the moment the two set of fingers came into contact, the Bobby shivered and her lips opened..."uhm... what?"

Harsh loved the small gasp from Debosree's red lips and he just smiled and nodded.."nothing...just.....I love the mehendi design!"

Debosree sighed and looked down, not replying anything, but her heartbeats never stopped because Harsh didn't move away his palm from hers even an inch away. This tension between them was being naughtily observed by Daksh and Pallavi who sat opposite and in the meantime, Daksh held his bride's palm too in a quick pace. Now it was Pallavi's turn to gasp and the gasp clearly seemed more like a brief moan.

"Hmmm?" Daksh raised an eyebrow and passed a naughty smirk, while Pallavi hissed back...."Stop being impatient!"

"Your nails look so good! It suits your fair fingers!!" Daksh cooed with his lips almost passing a breeze into Pallavi's ears and she bit her lip to resist a minor orgasm just from the man's very close presence. Infact she felt an even more bigger thrill when she noticed the contrast of Daksh's hand on hers and as if the two sets of fingers were almost flirting with each other.

In the second mercedes, sat Prajakta with her two daughters and Pratiksha in perticular cooed...

"Aai! Can't wait to have my two bong bhabhis in Mumbai with us!!"

"Hmmmm same here!! Two pairs of legs to pull afterall hehe!!" Falguni smirked too.

Prajakta just smiled and called Pushpa up to ensure that the welcome arrangements were being done for her sons and bahus. The two cars reached the airport atlast and the couple greeted a hired private plane. Pallavi got smitten by the presence of a private plane and she clung to Daksh in excitement as they climbed up inside, followed by Debosree and Harsh who stepped in too. 

From the window Debosree looked at the airport premises and she wondered if she could see Kolkata again or not, by this time the plane began to take off and ultimately flew up and away from the airport.

Not very far away from the airport, Promila held the railing of her house terrace and noticed the plane up and far far away in the sky and with a heaving heart, she hoped the best for both Pallavi and Debosree!

INTERMISSION

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