The Party

by Shefali

 

It was a cool evening of the month of December. Rohan and his wife Rupali Patel had invited their very close friends for dinner at the house. Asit and his wife Reema Choudhary arrived first followed by Me and my wife Nishi Singh. My name is Man Singh. So it was a very informal party where only the closest pals had been invited. In fact, we all the three of us had planned to meet once in a month at each others house. This had been going on for nine months now. While Mrs. Patel was busy in preparations, Rohan Patel was busy entertaining the guests.  

In a short while, Mrs. patel had finished her work and the table was laid down. Delicious food was served on the table. All of us had a good time with our past reminiscences. After we had finished with the dinner, all of us sat down for a formal chat.  Asit who was in a jovial mood asked us, friends, Do you know, I was wondering the whole day throughout that the egg came first or the chicken. Can you both help me in answering this question. So a lot of their time was devoted in making fun because nobody seemed to be in consensus. Rohan Patel then asked Asit Choudhary, Can you tell who came first, man or the woman, Adam or eve. The women had then joined us  in our talk and for a long time the debate continued. The women were firm in their answer that no man could have been born in absence of women and the men were firm that no women could give birth unless their was a man. The discussion continued without any ending until all were exhausted and wished to retire. But then Mrs. Patel asked all of them to wait for a cup of coffee.

All of them waited while Mrs. Patel went into the kitchen to prepare tea. After a short while when she finally arrived with a tray in her hand, Nishi said, It is so much difficult for a woman. Mrs. Patel has been working so hard throughout the day without any help. It would have been so much better if Mr. Patel would have helped her.

A discussion broke among the group. While all the women wanted their husbands to help them in the domestic duties, the men were simply finding excuses for not helping their wives. Reema Chaudhary erupted, I do not think that in the beginning of human  existence any man would have any excuse for not helping his wife. Both of them shared work equally. Yes, I favor you, said Nishi, Men and women shared everything, even clothes. Really, a surprised Rohan asked. Do you mean that men and women wore and exchanged clothes. How can it be? Can you expect a man to wear his wife's clothes. Simply not. I am just unable to understand how you say this. Have you any proof of what you say?   

Well, let me explain. said Nishi. In the beginning of human existence, men and women did not wear clothes. Do you all agree with me. Yes, all of us replied. Clothes were an invention out of sheer necessity to seek refuge from rains, chilly winters and hot weather. So in the beginning  humans started wearing skirts made of leaves. Both men and women wore it. Then they learnt to wear leather. Both the men and the women tied skins and wore them like skirts. Then finally with little knowledge they acquired they learnt to make fabrics. Men and women both just wrapped them in a similar way. There was absolutely no difference. All of them seemed to agree with Nishi.

The topic seemed interesting. So having a cup of tea, the discussion continued. After a sip, Nishi then continued. It is now very clear that men and women wore skirts in the beginning. It was only after the invention of the scissor and the needle that humans might have learnt to cut and stitch the fabrics. But even when they had learnt cutting and stitching, in the beginning they were just stitching long gowns. Men and women both wore gowns.

Yes you are right, Reema interrupted, men in those days kept long hairs and had a ponytail. Men in India even wore earrings, and other ornaments. With growing civilization this trend disappeared. But I would certainly enjoy if Asit would wear a sari instead of me. All of us had a laugh.  Asit also joined in it. Nishi glanced at me. I just turned my face as not to notice her. But then the topic diverted and all of them started guessing as to what made men to quit wearing skirts, gowns or ornaments.

I do not think men have quit wearing dresses. Nishi said. If you look at Hindu mythology there are a numerous instances where you find cross dressing. Lord Vishnu reincarnated as Mohini to help the demigods. Lord Shiva assumed the form of Ardhnarishwara. Even Lord Krishna is said to have worn a lehenga and choli to please his beloved, Radha. It is said that in love you completely surrender to your beloved and submerge your identity in him or her. So Krishna became Radha and Radha became Krishna. Isn't it. That's true, all of us replied.

That did not end there, Rupali said. Men continued to act and dance as women. In many places women were simply not allowed to act and dance in plays, theatre etc. So men cross dressed and acted as women. I personally feel that I do not find any reason why men should not be allowed to wear dresses when they have done it for such a long time. Even today so many of our actors in a play act as women.

The men just had nothing to say. They just listened. Nishi then asked all of us men, If you are provided a chance will you cross dress. Well there is nothing objectionable if it is done in a while for fun, Rohan replied. All right then, said Nishi. We are going to host the next party and the theme for our party will be cross dressing. All of us women will wear shirts and trousers and all of you men will wear sari's. Asit tried to object but the women just would not listen. I joined Nishi and supported her. Rohan looked at me in surprise. But then it was finally decided that the party next month will witness cross dressed men and women. After we had our last sip of tea, we dispersed to our houses.

Nishi was the most excited about the whole thing. For almost two weeks she would just call on either of her friend on phone and they would discuss as to about how would they plan the whole event. Though I did not know much but I sensed that it was going to be a high tension drama. 

So the party was planned. Nishi told me that it was going to be an whole day affair. The men will wear petticoats, blouse and sari and the women will wear shirts and trousers. The entire preparation of the party will be done by men while the women will relax. watch television. The best dressed male will be given a gift. And all men will be provided special treatment after the party. I wanted to know from her what kind of special treatment they have planned. But Nishi was diplomatic. She told that it was just going to be a oil massage.

Nishi wanted me to look the best in the party. So she started the preparations a week in advance. She paid detailed attention to my nails, my eyebrows, and purchased for me a wig, bra and panty set. There were still two days left for the party. Nishi called on her friends and informed them that the men will be comfortable in dressing in her home when they arrive and they will dress their husband's.

So the party day came. Nishi woke me up early in the morning. Just go and remove all your hairs. I must not find a single strand of hair on your body except your head. I had to do it. It took almost an hour. When I came out of the closet, Nishi was already prepared with the morning tea. We have much work to do. Now sit before the mirror. She dictated me. I sat down on a small stool in front of the mirror. Nishi started all the make up techniques on me. I then found out that she was an expert in make up. The skin texture of my face changed from rough to smooth. With dexterity she managed to give a oval shape to my face by use of colors. It took almost half an hour for nishi to complete my facial make up. The effect was astounding. I just could not believe my eyes. The pink lipstick looked wonderful. After the facial make up she started working on my nails. It took almost an hour for her to complete my make up. After the make up I had to wear the sari. The bra and panty came first followed by a tight small blouse and petticoat. When she helped me fasten the hooks of the bra I had such a wonderful feeling. The straps of the bra digging into my shoulder and the weight filled in those cups gave me a feeling that I was better and more comfortable wearing it. The pink blouse which was a low cut blouse and it revealed my clevage gave it more lovelier look. At last it was the sari. It was also a pink floral saree with the flowers in white and blue. When Nishi helped me in wearing the sari. she did it to such perfection that for a while I forgot that I was a man. She then helped me in wearing  long hanging earrings, a nose ring, bangles and anklets. When it was complete, it was already time for my friends to arrive.

You are ready now. So just attend to our guests while I get myself ready, Nishi ordered me. I waited at the door for my friends to arrive. First came Asit and his wife Reema. While Asit was in his usual shirt and Knickers, his wife was already prepared and was wearing a T shirt, leather jacket and trousers. When both of them saw me, Reema had a good laugh and looking to her husband said, come on now, You too need to get ready. So I led Asit and Reema to the changing room where the transformation of Asit began. After a short while When Nishi came out of the bathroom she was already wearing my Shirt and Trousers. She also started helping Reema in transforming her husband. After a short while Rohan and Rupali to arrived. Rupali had broad shoulders so she looked the most handsome of all three women. I guided Rohan and Rupali to the changing room and then closed the doors my house. Then I too started helping the women in changing their husbands. I had already changed. In an hour Asit and Rohan were transformed into beautiful young women. Asit was wearing a dark red sari with golden border and it looked great while Rohan wore a blue sari with black stripes. The blouse was matching blue. So all of us three men had been turned into women with all the curves and mounds at the right places. After that Nishi reminded that the girls needed high heels. So our slippers were replaced with high heeled sandals.  What have you planned for the day, I asked Nishi.

Nishi was the natural leader. She asked all of us to sit down and said. Today we all have gathered for the party and have dressed as planned. Since you all men are now wearing sari's you have turned into good beautiful women. For today you will act as our wife and we shall be your husband. Firstly we have to choose appropriate names for you. Rohan will be called Rohini, Asit will be called Sita and to my wife, I will call her Minni. Since you are going to be our wives you very well know that Indian wives do no call their husband's by name. You will do the same. Whenever we shall call you you will answer with a 'ji'(A word of respect meaning "yes") and to us you will refer as "aap" (A word of respect for elders or those in authority). The entire day and when you are called by any of us, you must keep your head covered. Nishi then showed by covering my head with the pallu of the sari as to how it was to be done. Rupali did it for Rohini and Reema for Sita. You shall obey our orders just as wives do. Now you are to prepare lunch and dinner for us today. You are to wash the utensils too. I hope you all have understood. Now we must get to our work.

So Nishi led all of us to kitchen. You will find everything here. I think you must start now but with a cup of tea for all of us. Minni, you will do it. Ji, I replied. And both of you Rohini and Sita shall help her, said Rupali. So the party started. In a short while we were able to prepare the tea and it was my duty to serve all of them. The newly formed husband's enjoyed being in position of authority and would call their wives for every bit of work. Though Nishi was the natural leader, Rupali was the most dominating, scolding all of us for every mistake we committed and making us run for petty things such as a glass of water. The most difficult act was to keep the pallu in its right place and to keep the head covered. All of our husbands scolded us for not keeping the pallu right and on our head. The manner in which they scolded created humiliation for all of us three ladies.

It is too much difficult working while wearing a sari. The pallu of my sari and also of Rohini and Sita would slip from the shoulder and much time went in adjusting it again and again. While working the bangles in our hands would make a tinkling sound, so our husbands knew that we were working. The anklets worn in our feet would also make a similar sound. It was not all easy. Our wig would also create problem when the hair would again and again fall on the face. Soon the three of us the newly formed wives found out that it was difficult being a woman. But anyhow we were able to prepare lunch which almost took two hours. Our husbands knew our plight but they seemed to be enjoying. While we cooked the lunch, they were busy in chatting politics and watching television.

 It was my job to inform them that the lunch was ready. The table was laid down. Nishi strictly reminded me that I was not have lunch with them as it was my duty as a wife to entertain the guests first and then have my lunch afterwards. So, I served all of them. The food was though not well prepared, our husbands were satisfied that we had done a good job in our first attempt though they counted all our mistakes and noted them on paper. I ate my lunch after all had finished. Rupali encircled her hands around Rohini's waist and carried her to the sofa on which she sat. Reema too caught Sita by her hand and led her to the other end of the sofa. Nishi ordered me to wash the utensils and then join her. While I washed the utensils, I heard all making fun among themselves. After I had washed the utensils, I joined all of them in the room. Nishi just ordered me to sit in her lap. Good girl, she patted me. You have done a good job till now. And you girls Rohini and Sita have very well supported my wife. It was embarrassing for me to sit on my husbands lap because he would just encircle his hands around my waist and then raise it up further to press my nipples. Rupali and Reema noticed that and they started making fun of me which created humiliation in front of my friends Rohini and Sita. I tried to set myself free but Nishi would not let me free. The struggle created more amusement and enjoyment for all of them. 

It was after a while when Nishi set me free. You are my lovely doll today, so I just played with you. I hope you will not mind it, said Nishi to me. It was then decided that since all the men looked beautiful and it was party with a difference, a photo session was held. Snaps were taken singly and jointly. After a short fun time, the noon had almost passed away. It was tea time. It was my duty to prepare some snacks and tea for all of us. After we had our tea our husbands decided that it was now time for us to refresh ourselves and change our dresses. Once again they helped us in changing. This time Nishi gave me to wear a see through red color sari. The bra was clearly visible beneath the blouse. I looked sexy in the sari. Rohini wore a black sari with matching blouse and Sita a blue sari with white floral print. Our husbands too changed their dresses. Nishi wore a formal Kurta with pyjama. Reema stayed in her usual leather jacket and Rupali too did not change. After we had changed it was again a short photo session and then it was time to start preparations for dinner.

I hope you are not going to commit mistakes that you did while preparing lunch, said Rupali. If you commit mistakes we are going to punish you. And for your hard work we shall reward you too. Decide it for yourself, what you want. Who would want a punishment, I said. Nishi looked at me in my eyes but I turned my face and headed into the kitchen. It took quite a while to prepare dinner. Out of us three ladies, only I had some knowledge of cooking. So I had to do most of the work. Rohini and Sita were impressed by my skills and wanted to know where did I learnt it. But I stayed quiet on this question and did not answer them. How could I tell them that. It was not easy for me and it would have created humiliation for me.

The dinner came out to be the same affair as was the lunch. But this time our husbands started complaining of small mistakes committed by us and noted them down. We apologized to them and promised them that we will take care and not do it again.

After we all had our dinner and I had washed all the utensils, cleaned the kitchen, I headed into the living room where all were chatting and having fun. When I entered the room, Rupali who was lying down just sat up and said, Now it is the time for us to declare who was the most efficient wife of you all. You all committed mistakes. And one by one she counted and narrated them to us. So for your mistakes you will receive punishment from your husbands and for your good work we shall reward you. Its for you to decide whether you would like to be rewarded first or like to be punished. The three of us ladies were now in a dilemma. How could we accept punishment. So we apologized to our husbands but they would not listen. Nishi then interrupted, It will be punishment first. All of you women now hold your ears and do at least twenty sit ups repeating that we shall not commit the mistakes we have done today. We were hesitant and therefore for a while just stood still. Rupali too joined in. She took the belt of her trouser and waving it said, start now or else I will start beating you all on your buttocks. To avoid humiliation we started sit ups, but twenty was too much after a heavy dinner. Our husbands enjoyed our plight, but they simply wanted more and more. Nothing could be more humiliating, I thought, but I did not knew that there was much in store for us.

Now we shall reward you for your good work. We think that since it was your starting and you have still managed to do the hard work, we shall give you all a light massage. Nishi led us to the room which I had emptied for my exercises. There was enough space for all six of us. Take off your clothes. Nishi ordered. And remember just dont take off you bra and panty. I understood what was going to happen now. But how can I tell Rohini and Sita that this was going to be the most humiliating  and embarrassing for us. So I did as Nishi had said. I just took off my sari, blouse and petticoat. Rohini and Sita followed. We were now exposed wearing just our bra and panty. Lie down on your stomach, Nishi ordered. Our husbands now were going to give us the massage of our life. They too took off their clothes, the shirt and trousers they were wearing. Rupali gave it a start by massaging Rohini. Nishi and Reema followed. The massage started from our toes gradually shifting upwards. After a while Nishi was massaging my waist. Slowly and slowly she rubbed upwards until her hands started pressing my breasts. I turned my face. I could see that Rohini and Sita were too getting a massage. For a while we felt our body becoming lighter than usual. But then the power went off and there was darkness in the room.  After a short while when the power was on I sensed something strange touching my body. I at once recognized it. I also now knew why the power was off for a while. Our husbands had now worn a strapon.  Nishi was rubbing a dildo against my body. I closed my eyes in shame. But when I batted my eyelid for a while, I saw the same happening to Rohini and Sita. They were lying down on their stomach, so they were still trying to figure out what was happening. We need to massage them inside their body. Nishi said. Suddenly I felt a jerk in my body. Nishi was holding and pressing my breasts and the dildo had penetrated my ass. For a while there was pain. but then I was used to it, so I kept quite. But Rohini And Sita had experienced it for the first time in their lives. So they moaned and cried in pain. But their husbands were not moved. You have been doing it to us, said Rupali. Now get a taste of your own medicine. So our husbands were penetrating us and that to, too openly in presence of each other.

It was almost an hour when they all decided that it was enough. We have rewarded them too much, said Reema. They now ordered us ladies to get up and put on our clothes. Once again we were tying down our sari's. It's time now we must have a cup of tea as usual before leaving. So once again I had to step into the kitchen to prepare tea. While we were having our tea, Rupali asked Nishi, while Rohini and Sita were moaning in pain how is it that Minni was so normal. Nishi replied, I have been doing it for long. Ever since our first wedding night, when we slept together, I used a dildo on him the very first night. Rupali and Reema were amazed. Is that so. How could you manage it. I too wanted to know why Nishi behaved in such a manner on the very first wedding night. Well now, Nishi replied, I knew that if I could overpower my husband the very first night, he would become a sissy and then I can easily dominate him. So the very first night we slept together, I did not let Minni take control of me. I controlled her instead. Since then, she has been under my thumb, doing everything I order to her. She is used to the dildos. I use it once every week on her. That is the reason, she is so calm when I do it on her. In fact she loves it and sometimes she herself demands it. She has been living as my wife for long now, but only in the closet. Today the secret has opened up.

I was facing complete humiliation and embarrassment. I never knew, Nishi would so easily open up the secret. They now knew that I was a sissy. But then Nishi asked, have your husbands worn a sari before. Rupali was the first to admit, My husband is a cross dresser and he dresses once in a month. He then lives like a girlfriend to me. It is for this reason that I have no hesitation in scolding men or even slapping them. So there is almost no difference. But I have used a dildo for the first time and I really enjoyed being in power. But then, you are not speaking anything Reema, Nishi asked her. Is your husband a  perfect man. No said Reema, I am still amazed as to how did you came to know that I call him Sita at home. I have been wondering as to how you knew that my husband was henpecked and I always kept Sita under my thumb.

So all three of us ladies were now exposed. In one way or other we were all being overpowered by our husbands and were real sissies. But for such long time we had been boasting about our masculinity to each other. We were unable to face each other. But then it was time to leave. The next party was to be hosted by Reema. So she declared, the theme for the next party will again be cross dressing and this time the men will  wear sari's covering not only their heads but will also cover their faces with a veil. And now that they are exposed they will not remain as our husbands but as our wives. So whenever we meet, we shall call them by the names we have given them today.

It was time to depart. Rupali and Reema sat on the driving seat and drove the Cars and Rohini and Sita sat besides them as any wife would behave. After they had gone, Nishi just lifted me up and said, we had a great time minni. I am now glad that in future we will not have to pretend. You can become a full time housewife. You are now exposed. Is it not that you wanted. Yes, I said. I am grateful to you. I rested my head on Nishi's shoulder. She kissed me and caressed my face and slid her hands into my long hair. Slowly and steadily her hands slipped on to my breasts and she started opening the buttons of my blouse. I knew what was to happen next. I just lay down on my stomach and kept my legs wide open. Love had begun once again.

  

  

  

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