The Pussycat's Growl

by Josephine Gonsalves

  

That week was so much fun. He wore the nighty at night and the skirt and blouse, the whole of Monday. He only wore male clothes when going to fetch water and shopping for vegetables and groceries. Sunil filled water and cooked for Julie and Basanti in return for their helping him dress as a woman. They were very comfortable with him now and kissed and touched each other in his presence. He pretended that he was not affected by their behavior, but secretly wanted to see them go further than just kissing and caressing.

He washed Julie's skirt and blouse and put it out to dry on the clothes line. It was the first time that female clothes were drying on this clothesline as it usually had his and Raju's clothes. It seems funny to see female clothes drying outside a bachelor's home. On Saturday Basanti told him that today she was going to dress him in her sari. Julie would not be home tonight and so they had the whole evening and night to themselves. Now that hey knew each other's secret, she was a different person. Basanti was now confident with him and told him to strip off his male clothes. He was a little hesitant but she convinced him that she felt he was very feminine and it was like he was her close 'girlfriend'. He slowly undressed down to his underwear as she watched. She looked at him and remarked about his smooth, almost hairless body. She turned him around and inspected him more closely and said that for a slim male he had a nice round derriere. His flat stomach and deep navel also interested her. She had already spread out the clothes he was to wear on the bed. There was a black padded bra, a black blouse, a rust colored petticoat, a rust colored terry cotton sari with a thick black border and attractive pallu, large clip on earrings, two inches high heeled slippers and some cosmetics. She told him to remove his underwear. Now he really felt shy and blushed, so she just came up to him and pulled it down his legs. She asked him to lift his feet one at a time and step out of it.the touch of her hands on his legs and thighs sent tremors down his body. His cock too was feeling the thrill of her touch and was now erect. She noticed and told him not to worry. She got out a condom from one of the drawers and asked him to put it on. He looked at her in surprise. She told him, that she was once friendly with a tough guy and she knew about condoms. Again he was hesitant, as he had not used one till date. She torn open the packing and taking his cock in her hand she deftly slid the condom on it. This time her touch sent shivers of excitement down his body. She was aware of the excitement her touch was causing to her novice friend and coaxed and cooed to him to relax and not to be scared. She told him he would enjoy wearing her clothes better if his cock and lower torso felt the petticoat directly. The condom was for preventing him from staining the petticoat and sari. She then helped him into the petticoat and watched as he adjusted it so that it fell nicely around his lower body with the drawstring at his waist level. He tied the drawstring at his waist. She told him he had to tie the drawstring a little tighter. The petticoat was almost touching the floor. She then held out the padded bra by its straps and slid it over his arms and shoulders. She turned him around and hooked it behind. She adjusted the straps so that the cups were covering his chest. The bra felt so good against his chest and his nipples become small points. The padding now made him have small breasts. She kept on adjusting and readjusting it even though he felt it was alright just to see how he would react to her constant touching. She then held out the blouse for him and helped him into it. She fussed about hooking it up even though she knew how to hook the blouse. The blouse fit him quite well, except for the little looseness around the chest. She told him that she had borrowed the blouse from Sudha, as she guessed her blouse would be a little large for him. She had already prepared small pads of foam. She unhooked the blouse and inserted the padding inside his bra and then once again hooked it up. Then took both padded and covered breast in her hands and cupped them telling him that for a slim girl he had nice big boobs. She continued teasing him for a little while sensing that he was also enjoying her teasing. After a little while she helped him wear the slippers. He put them on and immediately noticed how his posture changed. The heels made his bottoms stick out. She noticed and slapped his behind lightly. He quiet enjoyed the way she had slapped his behind and wiggled his bottom, which made her reach out and squeeze and caress his behind. After a little more petting he felt himself cum. She noticed and held him close to her as he "came". When he was calm again she lifted his petticoat and asked him to remove the condom. She then put on his now semi erect cock a fresh condom. Then she led him to the mirror which was fixed to the wall and let him see himself. He liked what he saw and rubbed his hands over his hips and breasts. She let him play for a little while, while she prepared to dress him in her sari..

A few minutes later she laughed and took him in her arms and told him now she was going to dress him in her sari and to watch so he would be able to drape the sari properly. She took up the sari and gathered it loosely in her left hand so that fall was at the bottom and the pallu was towards the left side. She stood directly behind him as he stood in front of the mirror, so that she her hands encircled him from behind. She reached in front of him with the sari in her left hand, so that the top part was near his navel and the bottom just cleared the floor. She tucked the end of the sari, in the top part of the petticoat just a little to the right of his navel. Then she wrapped it around him from right to left, all the way around him, making almost one turn, tucking the top inside the petticoat neatly. She checked the length all around, so that the bottom was just above the floor. She smoothened out the tucked part so that no folds or unevenness was noticeable. She then let the middle portion loose, while she took the pallu end and passed it around him once more and let the pallu end pass across his front, over his left shoulder. She adjusted the length of the pallu, so that the end fell a little below his waist. She showed him how he could pleat it or just let it loose as she pinned it to the blouse just behind his left shoulder. She stretched the portion that ran across his breasts, moving in reverse direction. The sari now covered his breasts and went under his right arm, around his bottoms back to the front. She tightened it a little so that it was stretched across his bottoms and front and tucked the sari just near the starting tuck. Then she took up the remaining middle portion and using her right hand fingers as a measure for the size of pleats and left hand as a feed, deftly made five pleats. She held the pleats in front and let in hang down. When she was satisfied with the way the pleats fell, she held it against the petticoat and told him to suck in his stomach as she tucked the pleats in just below his navel. She smoothened down the pleats and then took a big safety pin, told him to suck his stomach in once more, as she pinned the pleats to the petticoat from inside. Then she finally smoothened down the sari. She told him that with practice he would be able to drape the sari just like her.

Now she told him she was going to do up his face. She turned him around to face her as she took his face in her hand and started doing up his face. First she applied a little foundation cream and talcum powder all over his face, arms, neck and exposed part of his chest and back. Then she darkened his eyebrows and eyelashes with kajal(mascara). She applied lipstick to his lips and highlighted his cheekbones. The long, clip on earrings were fixed on his ear lobes, a costume jewelry chain around his neck and a dozen bangles were slid up his wrist. She marveled at the way her bangles fit him and noticed his small wrist and hands. She combed his hair and fluffed it out, in the fashion of the young women. And finally she stuck the bindi between his eyebrows. She turned him to face the mirror and stood behind him as he admired himself. He now looked every inch a comely young woman. She wrapped her arms around him, covering his hands in hers as she hugged him to her, from behind. She was taller so he fit nicely in her arms, resting his head on her shoulder as she held him. They stood like that admiring themselves in the mirror. He felt aroused. Here he was in Basanti's arms. The two of them, women dressed in saris. He had always dreamed of being like this with her. The reflection in the mirror, her arms around him and his submissive pose resting against her sent tremors up his body and soon his penis was quivering, in a huge climax. It was good he was wearing a condom, or the petticoat and sari would have been stained through and through.

Basanti was feeling the excitement too. She knew it was the sari and her touch that was driving Sunil to have multiple 'cums'. She asked him if he was okay and he told her that he had always dreamed of her dressing him and kissing and making love to him. She smiled at him and told him that she too liked him but had not gone ahead with being more than friends because she was afraid of Raju. Sunil rested against her a little weak kneed. Basanti held him and then on an impulse she turned him around and kissed him. it was a sensual impulse. He returned her kiss and they continued kissing. She forced her tongue in side his mouth and sucked on his tongue. He felt weak and clung to her. She put an arm around his shoulder and one around his waist, like she was the 'guy'. He liked what she was doing to him and clung to her even more tightly. Feeling like she was in control and needed to take on the 'butch' role, she bent a little and putting her arms under him, lifted him off his feet. With him cradled in her arms she asked him how he felt. He clung to her even more tightly and she rocked him as if he was a baby. She continued rocking him as he felt himself cum again. She walked with him in her arms to the bed and lay him down. Then she lay by his side kissing and petting him gently. They must have stayed like that about an hour, just lying near each other, yet completely satisfied. Sunil was feeling like a woman. Basanti had fulfilled so many of his fantasies. He had always wanted to be dressed in her sari by her and be kissed by her. But even he did not imagine the thrill he got when she carried him in her arms and rocked him like her baby. He was totally submissive to her.

When they were calmed they started speaking softly, and she asked him how he had developed his fondness for wearing women's clothing. He told her everything about his early life leading to his latest night time dressing. She listened and said he had some bad experiences but he at least knew that he was not a normal man, but a transvestite or a transgender. He asked what that meant and she told him he was what is locally called a 'chakka'. He had male organs but was more like a woman. If he only liked wearing female clothes, then he was a transvestite, but if he felt like a woman and wanted to be one then he was a transgender. He asked her what she considered herself, a woman who enjoys having sex with another woman. She told him that since she had experiences with both male and a female now, she was a bi sexual, where as Julie who only loved women was a lesbian.

He asked her how she knew she was a bi sexual. Basanti asked him if he wanted to know out of plain curiosity or he was sexually thrilled to see two young women in love. Sunil told her that he was sexually thrilled to see them kiss and pet each other. He could not imagine that she, Basanti enjoyed being with another woman, when she could have any of the local men for her asking. So she told him how she and Julie met. She had been a 'fast girl' in her teenage years. She had matured physically by the age of 13 and started noticing the effect she was having on the local boys and young men. She too had been a victim of her uncle's and male cousin's lust and had been abused in her growing years. She ran away from home and came to Bombay where she soon started having boyfriends and sex. She enjoyed the control she had over her boyfriends because of her sex appeal. But all that changed when she became 'Salim dada's' girlfriend. Salim dada was a handsome gangster and besides giving her gifts and cash also pleasured her sexually better than she had been pleasured before. Salim dada was murdered by a rival gangster and she found herself single again. She started working in the beer bars and was again besotted with offers of sex and friendship. Then she met a man who was from her village and he told her about her mother's plight, back in the village. She loved her mother, but did not want her to see how she lived.

She collected all her savings, came to live in this camp and decided to find a decent job, which was not easy as she had little experience in other work. Eventually she was fortunate to find her present job. When she was made a permanent employee, she went back to her village and brought her mother to live with her. She also fell in love with Shyam, an engineer in the same factory and they were planning on getting married. However Shyam's parents and family found out about her past life and forced Shyam to abandon her. This affected her mother who fell ill and had to be admitted in the local hospital. She used to spend the nights at the hospital, and there is where she met Julie, who was a ward girl. Julie helped the night nurses and she and Basanti struck up a friendship, during the long boring nights. Julie started offering her snacks and coffee and their friendship flourished. Julie also bought her magazines and comics for her to pass her time. Soon Basanti was spending at least an hour two with Julie and two other nurses, at the nurse station.

Basanti used to go to sleep on the floor besides her mother's bed by mid night. One night she woke around 3 a.m. to go to the toilet. On the way she passed the nurse station and found it empty. Maybe there was an emergency and the nurses were busy. She completed her toilet and was returning when she saw the door to the small store room, behind the nurse station, a little ajar. She did not know what made her go to the door and peek inside. She was stunned by what she glimpsed thru the crack. Julie's back was to her and she and a nurse, were in a passionate embrace and kissing. She recognized the other nurse although her face and most of her body was blocked by Julie's head and body. As she watched, they moved sideways a little and she could see that the nurse's uniform and bra were open and her breast were being fondled by Julie. Julie's other hand was inside her panty. She watched in fascination as the nurse moaned and sighed in a sensuous way. Basanti did not know how long she watched, but she noticed that her heart was beating faster and that she was feeling aroused. She had been around bar girls and street girls and she had been touched in all places by some of them. She had been irritated by their groping and had not felt any arousal. She found her own hands go up to her breasts and touch them. She would have continued watching had she not felt her own wetness. She moved from the door and went back to the ward. But she could not sleep. She kept thinking about Julie and the other nurse.

Basanti's mother was discharged the next day and so she did not meet Julie for sometime. But the vision of Julie and the nurse stayed in her mind. She did not know much about lesbians at that time. She had seen a western magazine in which were some pictures of women kissing and touching each other. Now she sought out these magazines and started feeling aroused by the pictures. She decided that she would meet Julie, so she went to the hospital and waited for Julie to come out after her night shift. Julie recognized her and they went to a small café for tea and snacks. They made small talk and finally Basanti told her about the night she had seen her with the nurse. Julie told her that the nurse had found a job in the gulf and had left. Julie was now 'single' and looking around. She also said that she was going to join a private clinic as a laundry woman, so she was going to be on day shift from now on. Julie must have guessed Basanti's true feelings. She invited her to see a movie the next day. During the movie Julie put her arm around Basanti's shoulder. Basanti felt her shoulder burn with her touch and responded by moving closer to Julie. Julie had felt encouraged and they started holding hands in the dark and touching each other in more intimate ways.

Basanti could not explain her feelings for Julie. She said she started getting excited just being with her. When they finally kissed, it was like a wildfire. Basanti wanted the kiss to last forever. Julie French kissed her and she liked it very much. Julie and Basanti started seeing each other daily. Basanti liked the way Julie kissed her and touched her breasts. She too started responding and touching Julie's breasts and other intimate parts. She did not know that she would be so happy with another woman. Basanti and Julie finally went on an overnight picnic to a beach resort and it was here that they first made love. Unlike Basanti, Julie was experienced in this type of lovemaking. She made Basanti have so many orgasms that Basanti was ready to do anything to be with her. Basanti had not felt this way before. After their first time Basanti and Julie knew that there was not going to be anyone else in their lives. Now Basanti just wanted to be with Julie and could not think of being without her. Julie gave her some books to read. These were stories of love and sex between women. She now knew that such women were called lesbians. Basanti now accepted that she and Julie were lesbians and had to be secretive about their love.

Basanti told Sunil that Julie guessed that he was captivated and sexually attracted to her, but in a different manner than other males who eyed her. She told Basanti that she should help him or he would soon become depressed. That is why she had stayed out today so that she could help him realize his dream of being 'Basanti's woman' for tonight. With that she started kissing him and petting him again. When he was aroused she opened her blouse and bra and guided his hands and then his lips to her breasts. As he started feeling her she guided him to more intimate parts, until he was ready to have her.

With much effort he was able to finally enter her as she bucked and rocked him from below. He realized that Basanti had shown him, how to make love to a woman, although he was dressed as one. But he was so excited that he came quickly. She continued holding him between her strong legs as she tried to get an orgasm. He knew that he was not able to please her as she had pleased him. He also knew that he would not be able to please her or any women, as a male. He was a female inside and wanted to be pleased like he was a woman. He also knew now that he wanted to become a woman.

  

  

  

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