A crossdresser experience - Part 1
Hello to all the readers, I am Anupam, also known as Anupama, a 25-year-old male-to-female crossdresser. I started cross-dressing during my college days and now consider it a hobby. When in female mode, I prefer to be called Anupama. I am 5’5″ tall, have a wheatish complexion, soft skin with no facial hair, small breasts, and a round, soft bottom. The story I am about to narrate happened when I moved from my hometown to a city to pursue a one-year Diploma course in Fashion Designing. I found a decent accommodation in a 1BHK flat, and the college was 5 km from my place. Initially, my mother accompanied me, and once things settled, she returned home. I had to commute to college by private auto rickshaw as I do not hold a valid driving license. I hired an auto on a monthly basis, and the name of the auto driver is Ravi, a 30-year-old married man, 5’6″ tall, and of medium build. He picked me up and dropped me off every day. My daily routine involved attending college and then cross-dressing during the evenings. I utilized this leisure time to the fullest, as I had the secrecy and privacy to do so. I consider myself a beginner and am still learning the art of cross-dressing. I shared this secret with my female friends, and they supported me as well. It was more of the moral support that I required to continue on this journey. While on the phone with friends, I used female gender words like “aungi,” “jaungi,” “dekhungi,” etc., and I communicated the same way even while in the auto. I knew Ravi was paying attention to these details, but I had a “no care” or “who cares” attitude, as we were both strangers. My wardrobe includes sarees, suits, and kurtis. And after cross-dressing, I feel that there is an inner woman in me trying to come out. Everything was going smoothly; the only thing missing was sex. Even though I had a boyfriend back in my hometown, and we were in touch, the busy schedule didn’t permit us to meet. Anyways, I was in a new city and decided to explore myself, and this incident happened. One Saturday, I purchased a party wear blouse for myself and asked Ravi to take me to a tailor for alterations. I gave the measurements, and we dropped the blouse to be ready in 2-3 days. It was a red party wear blouse with half sleeves, two shoulder straps, and a V-neck, which would go with any red saree. The next day, my bad luck struck as my mother arrived and would stay for some time. On Monday, I got a call from the tailor saying it was ready before time. I couldn’t control my excitement and, after college, went immediately to collect it. My excitement reached its peak, and I wanted to try it on immediately, but where? I couldn’t do this at home, so I asked Ravi to take me to a mall or a hotel for an hour. Ravi asked me the reason, and I knew he had doubts in his mind. I gave him a simple reason. He suggested a better option than a hotel or mall and insisted on going with it. He kept asking, and unable to decide, I was in two minds and unable to reply on time. Ravi jumped a signal and got caught by a traffic policeman. He had to pay a fine of 1000 Rs, and it was my fault; I felt bad for him. Anyways, his idea was to save the money and review the blouse alteration work at his place. He was right; I should have listened to him earlier. I realized my mistake, but it was too late. Finally, he took me to his house, where he stayed alone, as his wife is 7 months pregnant. Immediately, I looked for his bedroom and locked the door. Wow! The blouse looked magnificent, and it was a perfect fit. In the meantime, curious Ravi waited for me. After my trial, he prepared tea and asked me the whole story. Rather than making fake stories and telling a thousand lies, I decided to speak the truth. He got astonished as his doubts got cleared about me being a crossdresser. He asked for some proofs, and I showed him some of my pics. I got some positive feedback like “sundar,” “sexy,” and “maal lag rahi,” which made me blush. I asked him to keep this as a secret. I felt joyous for myself but bad for him as he had to pay a 1000 Rs fine. After he dropped me, I reimbursed the fine, but he refused to accept. I requested him to keep it, but he ignored and asked me to throw him a party whenever suitable. After my mother departed, I tried the blouse again. This time with makeup… and wow… I was looking stunning! Attractive enough to catch attention and sexy too. With this, my libido increased, and I started to feel the urgency to mate with someone. The month ended, and it was Ravi’s pay time. I remembered about the reimbursement I had to make. So on Sunday, I invited him for lunch at my place. Ravi started texting me, and the first time, he asked for my pics. I thought he was in a drunk mode. And again the next day evening, he requested for the same. This time, I got carried away and sent two cropped pics. I got lusty comments and had actually seduced a sex-starved straight guy. He accepted the invite and insisted that I cross-dress as he wanted to see me in real. Oh my god! Seriously, this just lit me up. On Sunday, I cross-dressed in the same V-neck red blouse with two shoulder straps. I used bra inserts to provide the breasts an instant lift, which created a very small cleavage. I wore a red embellished saree with a border, applied red lip gloss over my soft lips, kajal to make my eyes beautiful, wore a bracelet and a white pearl necklace, and colored my nails red. I looked stunning and hot! There was a knock on the door as Ravi arrived. He had lusty looks as his eyeballs gazed me from top to bottom. Ravi: “Madam, app to bohot sundar lag rahi ho!” (Madam, you are looking beautiful!) I was amazed to hear “Madam” for the first time. Me: “Thank you!” I served water, and my blouse cleavage caught his attention. I sat near him and handed over his pay along with an extra 1000 Rs.