18-11-2023, 07:55 AM
Chapter 29
A brief confession from the characters -
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.
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!
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.
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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!
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.
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.
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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.
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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.
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.
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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!
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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.
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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!
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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.
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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.
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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!
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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.
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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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