Sunday, September 13, 2009

My Story - Part 1 - Ajay's Journey



I started off a young Indian guy from a small city called "Jabalpur" in central India. Living there all my life , I had no idea what the world was like outside.

I lived with my Aunt who was the only adult in my life as my parents had died years earlier along with my aunts only daughter and her husband in Bhopal Gas Accident back in 80's. my aunt really missed her daughter , so much that sometimes she called me "Veenita" and even jokingly suggested i try on some of Veenita's dresses. I didn't take it seriously until one day she walked into my room with hand full of Veenita's Dresses and placed them on the bed.

Confused i asked her " Whats up Auntie ?" . She smiled and sat down on the bed and spoke with a sad look in her eyes " Ajay i love you and your the only family i got left " then she paused for a sec and continued "You also know how much i miss all our family but one i really miss a lot is my daughter Veenita. "

I looked at her and it was as if i knew what she was gonna say next and my fear came alive when she spoke "Ajay could you sometimes put some of these on and talk to me as if you were Veenita, i know this is strange but it would really help me get tru the days easier."

her words where blunt ~What is she saying~ i thought but i cared about her so much so i said "Ok Auntie i love you , but please don't say this to anyone"

Just then i saw her face lite up , like it did every time she saw her daughter.
She stood up and walked over and embraced me tight . i could feel her medium sized firm breast pressing against my flat chest . it was a strange feeling that rushed tru my body , something ive never felt before. Then suddenly something happened. I couldn't explain what it was . My aunt felt it also but her reaction was not what i was expecting, She just moved back and looked me straight in eye and said "Veenita ive brought your cloths back to your room , you know i don't like you in those jeans, Please change into that skirt you like so much. "

For some strange reason i felt so aroused by her statement, Somewhere deep in my mind i felt that my Aunt had taken advantage of my sudden arousal and manipulated my thinking so i would accept being Veenita.

For next few mins i was as if frozen where i stood and watched my Aunt transform my room taking away all my cloths and replacing them with Veenita's.

After she was done she came over and embraced me again arousing that strange feeling again.
But what she said next really destroyed my resistance "Veenita i am so happy you have come back to me. I will never let you go away ever again and i will help you become the woman you always wanted to be." She then looked me straight in eye and continued "Now do you remember what you told me what you wanted to be when you grew up ?"

i was paralysed i couldn't say anything

So she continued "Let me remind you , you told me that when you grew up , you wanted to be just like those women in America, Sophisticated , modern ,smart and rich. Do you remember now ?" she asked me embracing me again.

I couldn't say anything again.

She spoke again "Did i hear yes mother?"

I was shocked by what happened next , my lips opened and i spoke "yes mother"

To be continued ........................

By - KEC

3 comments:

  1. Hey just found your blog. I love this story so far. I'm not Indian, but the theme is very appealing. Thanks and I hope you continue posting.

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