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

[Mintu08]

Chapter 36

Evening - The Reception Event :

"There comes Debosree bhabhi and Pallavi bhabhi!!! Aren't they so eatable?" 

Pratiksha cooed to her sister Falguni, who nodded as she saw the brides appear on the main limelight of the grandly decorated hall. While both sisters were dressed in a royal chanya choli, it was Pallavi and Debosree who looked amazingly enticing in their silky bridal sarees and that too with a similar colored blouse which highlighted their fair polished skin.

The red color of the saree wore by Debosree was well complimented by her red glossy lips, red manicured nails and dark deep eye lashes, while Pallavi had it all in Pink! A glowing pink which she had always liked.

Besides the brides, were their hunk husbands who smiled as the media covered their faces and this event was special because it were to be uploaded in most social media platforms for the whole world to see.

This whole scenario was being witnessed by a surprised Promila and Subosree who looked equally gorgeous and specially Subosree who had worn a saree herself, a simple but still an elegant yellow silk saree with a golden textured blouse, while her mother wore a purple saree of the finest silk in the world. As insisted by her samdhan, she again wore a sleeveless blouse that too of a darker purple combination which contrasted well with her fair tone. But what made her feel very happy was the good amount of jewelry she wore and this was the most she had worn since her marriage.

Subosree adored her own ornaments too which were sparkling with glory and she was amazed at the sheer quantity of ornaments which were simply given so easily to her and her mother by Mrs Kulkarni, who herself looked like the royal queen she was.

A lady arose from the media crowd with a mike on her hand and she proceeded towards the two couples who sat on a royal long sofa together. Both Harsh and Daksh wore a grand suits, making them look like the big shot billionaires they were!

The reporter lady was enticed by the image of the couples she saw. No way she could assume that Debosree was a man before and she was bobbified! Such was the girl's grace and looks and the body was to kill for! But what both Pallavi and Debosree didn't know was the fact that the questionnaire was decided by none other than Mrs Kulkarni herself!

The lady reporter approached a smiling Pallavi and Daksh first, since they were the elder couple!

"Mrs Pallavi Kulkarni! How it feels to be in this grand house and he a bahu here?"

"I never felt so complete before! I am very happy and I have found my Prince charming atlast!" 

Pallavi cooed and held Daksh's bigger palm on hers and her nipples twitched even then when she noticed her pink manicured hands on the rugged brown hand of her husband.

"So tell us how happy you are Mrs Pallavi?" 

"I have never felt so happy before. I felt I found something, someone I deserved!"

Pallavi smiled and looked at her smiling husband, while Debosree felt miserable at those lines, yet she couldn't afford to make a grimace, because she was on limelight afterall with several media people around.

"Hmmmmmmmmm good to know, now Mr Daksh, what do you have to say about your lovely Bong wife?"

Daksh happily replied..."I am glad to find her and I feel so fortunate to have such a graceful beauty besides me!"

Debosree felt a cold sweat creep on her shiny forehead when she realised she was the next one to be interviewed and she wondered with a high beating heart, about what could be asked to her! But at the same time she felt a strange comfort from Harsh's hand on her's. She slowly looked upto him to see a smile with an assuring blink from the hunk and yet that normal stare from him sent shivers inside her.

In the meantime, Promila kept seeing the interview and she felt bad for Debosree somewhere in her heart, but at the same time, she felt happy for Pallavi being so happy in her new marriage. These thoughts kept lingering in her mind untill a musky scent knocked on her nostrils and the lavishly dressed widow turned aside only to gasp a bit!

Standing next to Promila was none other than Mohan, who had a smile and a big glass of aamras in his hand. The sheer presence of the strong Maratha man sent a strange shiver inside her and she adjusted her pallu, even though it was well kept on her shoulder. 

"This is for you Promilaji!" Mohan smirked handing the aamras to her.

"Oh umm thank you Mr Mohan, I am not really thirst....."

"Have it, please. This is a special drink in our tradition!" Mohan still had a smile which was normal, but there was enough mischief in his eyes, which resulted in a gaze that still sent shivers inside Promila and she managed to smile and take the big glass on her hand, as a result of which, her fair light fingers very slightly brushed against the wheatish ones of Mohan which made her gasp very slightly.

"This is a bit too much....." Promila purred, although she still took a sip and both her and Mohan continued to see the interview of Daksh and Pallavi.

"Pallavi, we are all very eager to know when you do plan to go on the family way!"

Pallavi felt a kinky tremor at this sudden unexpected question and her clitoris throbbed a bit deep within the expensive saree she wore. With a brief sigh, she blushed and purred...."No idea....I mean....I haven't thought about it..."

Promila too felt a shiver at this answer of her once-bahu and she looked at Debosree like a mother would when she was upset with her child. Debosree too felt a shiver and she looked down in shame, realising the failure she was once and once she looked down, she realised Harsh's fingers brushing her own manicured ones. The contrast was deeply sexually firey and her feminine mind felt a kinked up shiver, but yet she looked aside in shame.

Meanwhile, Promila sipped some more of the aamras and quite enjoyed its taste, not realising that Mohan now stood behind her, studing the well curved back of his sister's samdhan!

Promila felt a tension in the air as the man stood behind her and Mohan's cock grew instantly when he eyed the curve of the back and then all the way down to the medium sized saggy buttocks. It wasn't too big or broad, but well rounded due to the little amount of weight she put on recently and this was a turn on for the pehelwaan man. His hands yearned to maul the buttocks through the saree material itself and plant kisses on the exposed back area of the widow.

However, just then Promila stepped aside, avoiding the tension furthermore and Mohan too stood still, keeping aside his kinky emotions for the lady. Luckily his back trousers hid his hard-on well and then very politely he just stood besides Promila, who hated to admit the man's presence because she felt some stirrings inside her for some reason, but she now rather focussed ahead on the interview platform and finally it was turn of Harsh and Debosree!

"Debosree Kulkarni! How does it feel to be a bobby? ummm hope its not too personal!"

The moment the question was asked, some ladies gasped and some found it adorable that a man had willingly transformed to live a life of a female. However Debosree despite her discomfort managed to answer....

"Uhmmm.........It was hard at first.............I mean.........I am okay..."

Promila noticed the discomfort on the face of her poor sweet child, but she also shivered when she felt the presence of Mohan and his trouser clad thigh brushing against her saree clad one. An unknown jolt passed her body when his manly whiff continued to disturb her, and yet she looked ahead to see how her bobby son handled the interview.

Hmmmmmmmmm I wont be surprised that you are enjoying your new gender since you are now married to such a hunk! Right?

Subosree hated the crudeness of the interviewer and how the lady put forth her questions with so much ease, while on the other hand her bobby brother barely felt comfortable!

Debosree hesitated.... "I.............I well......ummmm....."

However, Harsh took over from there, surprising Debosree!

"My wife is as much as happy as much as me! I am found heaven with her as my soulmate and I dont care about her past!"

Harsh's words sounded soothing to Debosree's ears for some reason, but she also cringed in her male side of the mind. However, her feminine side found the words very comforting, as any wife would!

The lady continued with a very slight wicked smile on her face...

"That was so very romantic Mr Harsh! since you have taken over behalf of your wife, let me ask you straightaway........when do you plan to bring on a good news for your family?'

This time Debosree felt a shiver of deep embarrassment inside her, while Pallavi smirked briefly, looking at the expression of her ex-husband! In the meantime, Promila was busy in two mindsets, at one, she was witnessing the interview and at the other, she was experiencing a small sexual thrill from Mohan's very subtle touches.

Debosree felt a heartbeat when the question was asked to Harsh, who just smiled at his widest and held her hand even more firmer and then facing the camera, he cooed....

"Very soon!'

The women present out there mewed and purred out their "awes" and "oohs!" and some even looked at their husbands with a shy smile, as if wanting eagerly to be in Debosree's sandals!

In the meantime, Mohan at that very moment whispered into Promila's nearest ear...."Promilaji, dont worry...... your son was bobbified for the good!"

Promila was shocked and she turned to see Mohan still smiling. She didn't know the fact that Prajakta had shared everything about Debosree's past to her brother already. Somehow the surprised widow blinked and wondered what she could say! The presence of the manly man was making her more nervous and yet she mewed.... "Oh.....its actually.....it happened.....sudden..."

"Thats okay Promilaji, nobody can even remotely guess that Debosree dear was a man before! She is so gorgeous..........umm just like you!"

Promila felt a 'aha' beat inside her heart and for some reason her nipples erected a bit at this unexpected compliment from the burly strong man next to her. She also knew that Mohan's eyes were naughtily scanning her body up and down and this made her shiver even more and she wished she had clad a more simpler saree, instead of the pricey glamarous one, but it was too late.

In the meantime, the interview was over and the audience clapped for the two couples once more. Pallavi smiled and looked at Daksh with a slow seductive blink, while Harsh passed a naughtier smile to Debosree and she felt a major heartbeat, knowing very well that her husband would again play the role of an invader once more, at night!

"And now for some ramp walking, ladies and gentlemen!" 

The voice sounded familiar and both Pallavi and Debosree looked ahead to see none other than Pushpa step ahead on the main arena with a mike on her hand. She looked dazzling in her own lavish saree with a sleeveless backless blouse that complimented her own figure quite well.

Pushpa swayed her hips to the couple and cooed...."Common now you all!"

Daksh and Harsh smiled when they stood up and then forwarded a hand to their respective wives, who got up too, with Debosree getting up the slowest. She realised in horror that she will have to ramp walk with Harsh for the whole world to see and enjoy.

Promila wanted to genuinely comfort Debosree. She felt a yearning to politely scold her bobby son to accept her role as a woman and a wicked side of her even wanted to scold her and admonish her on the fact that she only deserved to be a feminine woman and no way was she as much as a man as Harsh or Daksh or even their uncle Mohan. 

Promila suddenly blushed when she realised she suddenly thought of Mohan, although they barely had been acquainted, but there was something about the manly Marathi man besides her, that made her feel a bit weak inside and she still felt shivers, even though he was not talking to her now. 

However, on the other side where Subosree stood, a naughty Pratiksha walked upto her and decided to add some more teasing to the already tensed girl, who clearly felt a bit bad for her 'didibhai'!

"Hmmmmm how gorgeous Debosree bhabhi looks!! No way one could believe she was a man before!!" 

Hearing the frisky tone of Pratiksha, Subosree tried to ignore her and just sipped on her soft drink, not bothering to answer back.

"Okay..... but ummmm..... you have to agree that your brother...oops I mean, my bhabhi looks so good, like a heroine!!" 

Pratiksha naughtily cooed and smacked the elbow of Subosree with her own and slowly left the space, leaving an angry Subosree with enraged eyes for the girl. But, she had to admit that the sight of Debosree with Harsh was so natural as if her brother undergoing the bobby operation was something he deserved!

"Oh my.....they look....good.."

Cooed a dark naughty side inside Subosree that also made her blush with awe as she finally saw the ramp walk begin and she had to gulp in the reality of seeing a smiling Pallavi sway and walk with a hand on her husband's, while Debosree's hand was held firm by Harsh, as they walked. The ramp portion of the arena had turned blue-greenish in terms of lighting, making the atmosphere resemble an actual modelling-ramp platform.

Subosree and Promila both noticed the tiny details on the couples as they ramp walked! The song "Huzur Huzurewala..." From Page 3 played in the background, making the chemistry look more enticing as they walked back to the point from where they started. Both mother and daughter noticed certain things with an awe....

The smile on Pallavi's radiant happy face!

The sway of Debosree's saree clad hips!

The contrast of the big firm brown hands on the fair manicured ones!

Debosree's soft palm held firmly by Harsh!

The round big eyes of Debosree full of fear and a latent thrill at the same time. So typical of a recently married woman!

Both Subosree and Promila noticed all these things and deep inside their hearts, they had to admit that Debosree was now a totally normal woman! No way was she anything even remotely close to what she was in the past!

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

Late at night :

After the reception event and chit chats and meals and giggles and gossips, the couples reached their respective rooms where a deep intimate atmosphere was already forming. A naked Daksh stood looking at his grand mirror while Pallavi walked upto him just wrapped in a white satin sheet. With a small sigh, she went around him and studied how she looked in the mirror when she did so.

"The interview turned you on right?" Daksh cooed with a smile as his horny wife ran her long nails all over his biceps and triceps in a soothing seductive way.

"Mmhmmmm! I am more scared now!" Pallavi hissed as she mashed her breasts against the strong back of her husband.

"Why so?" Daksh placed his palm on the softer one of his wife's which was placed on his strong chest. 

"My invader will now ravage me all night untill I become the mother of his child!" Pallavi hissed very sexually as she was turned on at the idea of being a mother atlast and that too with the child of an alpha male.

"Correction! Not child, Children!" Daksh hissed and turned to face his wife. His cock rose up and made a small pre semen patch on the front of her satin sheet which covered her quivering mound.

"Daksh uh.....no...Daksh! I am not a....ummm..." Pallavi shivered with her own words while Daksh stopped her lips with his finger and murmured....

"Yes you are! You are a baby making machine! I didn't just marry you, but your breasts, eyes, lips and that cunny belongs to me! I own you! You will make me happy and be happy yourself! Pallavi forget who you were! Embrace who you are now! Breathe free, have sex and get lazier and fatter! I don't mind weightlifting you every morning!!"

Pallavi breathed her longest this time. She was shamelessly turned on by the words of her hunk husband and she realised immense quantity of juices flowing down on her thighs from her wide open cunny. The labia was so wet that it only and only deserved a hard cock ramming and nothing else.

"Daksh...oh Daksh, is this a dream??" Pallavi wanted to cry. She wanted to scream aloud and tell the world that this is what she deserved! She infact cringed her past life with Debosree at this moment, but her thoughts were shaken with a sudden moan from her lips when Daksh yanked the satin sheet off her body in a quick pace and cooed..."No! A reality!"

Now Pallavi was as naked as her husband and the big fat cock had its crownhead poking the very wet entrance quite convininently now. With a bite on the lower lip, Pallavi looked down to see the angry black cock of her chocolate toned husband eager to get inside her cunny, her well shaven cunny!

"Someone is very eager hmmmmmm!" Pallavi hissed as she ran her nails on the veiny surface of the cock.

"Eager to get inside you!!!" Daksh hissed with a grunt. He wanted to bang his wife badly now.

"Hmmmmmm and?" Pallavi mewed as she collected some of the pre-cum from the slithole of the cock and rubbed it around her nails, admiring it's potential potency.

"Plant dozens of babies inside!!" Daksh winked and grabbed the soft shoulders of his wife. The moment he grabbed her shoulders, Pallavi blushed because of some little amount of meat she had gained on her shoulders recently and for sometime Daksh kept mauling the little flesh out there, turning her on further.

From the shoulders, Daksh now reached below to the arms which had also turned slightly fleshy and when the slight fat over there was mauled too, Pallavi closed her eyes and bit her lower lip again. Now from the arms, very seductively the hunk traced his fingers along each pore of the flesh of his wife untill he reached the two gorgeous breasts. 

"You were jealous of Pushpa's bigger breasts right?" Daksh ppneaded the mangoes very very soothingly, enjoying each pore of the rounded goodies.

"Mmmhmmmmm.." Pallavi just hissed because of the amazing goosebumps she recieved from her breasts being massaged by the pair of very manly hands. Just then she shivered more when Daksh got his face closer to hers and then with some more intense kneading, he cooed...

"I promise to make these bigger and rounder! Let the whole world burn with jealousy when they see the wife of Daksh Kulkarni! I will fuck you all night and make you the lazy privileged sexy voluptuous housewife you deserve to be!"

A tiny line of tear dropped from Pallavi's eye and she hugged her husband firm and eventually she was thrown on the bed and Daksh climbed on top immediately to begin a slow hot ramming into her cunny gates which gradually turned into a fierce fucking where only groans and moans could be heared to all and sundry!

The more the big fat cock pumped in and out, the more Pallavi moaned her hunk husband's name out and wrapped her legs around his strong ass. 

In the meantime, Debosree held the pillow firm because her curvy ass was being ravaged by Harsh again and again, and he was more intimate then before for some reason! 

Debosree's back was full of bite marks and her eyes watery with tears as Harsh pumped his cock in and out of her ass and she very well knew it was not enough because her husband was turned on with his commitment to the media about getting her pregnant. Although Harsh was eager to hump the cunny of his Bobby wife, but her ass somehow enticed him more.

"Harsh....stop..aah....ahh....no more please!!!" Debosree was pleading the lines for the last five minutes but Harsh couldn't get his fill of the well rounded fair ass! What made Debosree more submissive was the promise she had given her mother. The more Harsh banged her ass, the more she hallucinated a smiling image of Promila giving a light maternal smile and pouting..."My sweet Debu!"

The whole imaginary image of her mother witnessing the ass banging made Debosree shiver more and she felt herself bumping her own ass back for more encouragement to Harsh, who happily realised his wife wanting more and in his sheer sweaty condition, the man smiled and banged the ass for some more time, this time making the bobby moan more in a combination of pain and pleasure.

Atlast in some moments, Harsh took out his cock out of the asshole and by this time his musky scent became more strong because of the sweat his body produced and it disturbed Debosree because she felt more submissive because of the manly stench! Such was the manly masculine aura of her husband that she almost felt that she was useless back as a man and perhaps she deserved to be a woman only.

"Debosree....I can't wait to get you pregnant!!! Bear my children!!! Aaaah...where is the ummm aaahh here it is!!"

A sweaty Harsh kissed the cheek of Debosree, which were pretty wet with tears of submission and embarrassment and then inserted his eager fat cock into the cunny, making the bobby panic a bit, but then somehow the cunny fucking proved to be far less painful than her ass being ravaged. Luckily her gates had been wide opened long back itself during the suhagraat and therefore, the fucking of her wet coven pleasured her, but still the discomfort in her male mind remained.

While Harsh fucked Debosree from behind, he also planted kisses on the curvy back and even licked the earlobes one after the other, making the bobby moan and also agitating her, while she held the pillow firm with her fingers and allowed her husband to have his way with her. Now that she had promised her mother, some more submissiveness added into her and she allowed the cock to pump in and out untill the hunk groaned like a beast and shooted gallons of potent thick semen straightaway into the hole. 

A last drop of tear escaped Debosree's eyes as she realised the sheer amount of semen inside her well fucked cunny, while Harsh enveloped her well and added more kisses on her neck and back.

While on the other hand, Daksh had pumped enough semen inside Pallavi, who moaned one last time before wrapping her self with her husband and kissing his lips one last time before they drifted to a deep satisfying sleep.