Aise hi kuch din bit jate hain... Dino din mai unke pyar mai dubti jaa rahi thi...Unke aur karib aate jaa rahi thi...
Mujhe aisa lagne lga tha ki mai hi unki real bibi unki sonam hu... Wo mere hi pati hain...mai unke liye hi bani hu... Aur mere tan badan pe sirf unka adhikar hai...
Aur ye such bhi tha , mummy se sakal milne ke karan , mai unke liye hi ek mard se ek aurat bni thi...
mummy ke ise duniya se chale jane karan...
Mujhe unka bibi banna para...
Taki mai unki bibi bankar unki bibi ki kami ko pura kar saku.... ek bibi ka sukh de saku...Aur unki bibi bankar unki jeevan mai khusiya ki rang bhar saku...
Jo mummy ke ise duniye se chale jane ke karan chali gyi thi...
ab mujhe hi puri tarah se mummy ki khali jagah ko apne pyar se bharna hai...
Par pahle mujhe nhi lagta tha ki hum dono ke bich majburi mai jo rista bna tha, wo mai kabhi dil se nibha paungi...
Par Log sahi hi kahte hain...Kisi riste ko mn se apnane ke liye use samay dena padta hai aur nibhana padta hai......Jo mai ise riste ko de rahi thi...Samay ke sath sath nibha bhi rahi thi...
Taki mai ise riste ko dil se apna saku aur puri siddat se ise nibha saku... Jaise mummy ise riste ko nibhati thi....ek aadarsh patni ki tarah...
Aadash bahu ki tarah ,
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Jo ab mai bn gyi thi....Ek aadarsh nari...Sonu se unki bibi sonam...
taki papa ko pata na chale ki mai unki bibi nhi hu... Aur Ise karan se unko kuch ho na jay... Kahi Mummy ka jane ka sadma na lag jay...
..Nahi nahi unko kabhi kuch nhi hone dungi...Unki bibi hai unke sath..
Kyuki mujhe pata tha, ab meri zindgi inhi ke sath hai...Inki hi bibi bankar mujhe sari zindgi bitani hai... Samaj je nazar mai Inki mrs kahlani hai... Unko Mrs wali pyar deni hai...
Aur inke ghr ko ,inke bacche ko sambhalni hai...Ek acchi patni ki tarah...Apne pati ka har choti choti chizo ka khyal rakhni hai...Jaise mummy rakha karti thi...Apne pati ka apne parivar ka...
Ab jab mujhe aise hi rahni hai...To kyu na mai bhi ise riste ko samay du...Taki meri dukh bhari zindgi mai khusiyo ki bahar aa jay...
Aur hua bhi waisa hi...Mujhe bhi apne papa ya kahu mere hone wale pati se pyar ho gya...Jaise mummy papa se karti thi...Mujhe bhi waisa wala hi pyar ho gya tha unse...
Iog sahi kahte hain...Jis riste mai pyar hota hai wo bahut khubsurat hoti hai...
Isliye Mujhe bhi ye rista such mai bahut khubsurat lagne lgi thi....mai khud ko unki bibi sonam hi mn li thi...Aur mai jaldi se cahti thi ki meri unse shadi ho jay...Aur Wo apne name sindur meri mang mai sajayai....Taki mai bhi unki official bibi bn jau...Aur apne suhag ko apne mang mai sajau.....
Jab se mujhe unse pyar hua hai...Tab mujhe unka har kuch pasand aa raha tha...Unka mujhe us tarah se cherna ....Meri care karna...
mujhpe apna pati wala haq jamana...Jaise mai unki real bibi hu...Par ab jald hi unki real bibi bhi bn jaugi. ..
Mujhe bhi unke muh se khud ko bibi sunna bahut accha lagne lga tha....
Unka mujhese kiss mangna ...Mere rom rom khada ho jata tha....
Mujhe unka us tarah se pyar karna bahut accha lagta tha....
Aur mai bhi khusi khusi unko kiss de deti thi....Jaise ek patni apne pati ko deti hai....
Aise hi hum dono premi ka pyar parwan chad raha thi....Hum dono us mukam pe the , jaha se wapas lautna namumkin tha...
Ek rat hum log pyar bhari bate kar rahe the...To wo mujhe chedte huye bole...
Papa :- hay meri rani ..Kya kr rahi ho...
Mai :- kuch bhi nhi ji...Apne raja ji se bate kar rahi hu....
Papa :- mujhe aaj tumhari bahut yad aa rahi hai...Aao na mere pas...Dekho to tumhari jagah khali hai mere bistar mai...Aao na meri rani apne pyare raja ke pas...
Mai :- mai mn mai bolti hu.. (mai isi liye to aayi hu apki zindgi mai apki bibi bankar , taki mummy ke jane ke bad apki khali padi bistar ko bhar saku...Apki bistar garam kar saku...Apki bibi yani mummy ke jaisi hi...
Mai :- mai mn mai bolti hu.. (mai isi liye to aayi hu apki zindgi mai apki bibi bankar , taki mummy ke jane ke bad apki khali padi bistar ko bhar saku...Apki bistar garam kar saku...Apki bibi yani mummy ke jaisi hi...
Aur ap apne badan ki aag ko mere jism se thanda kar sake...
Kyuki ise jism pe ab sirf apka aadhikar hai...
Bas kuch din aur ji... phir mai khud hi ... Apko Apna jism apko saup dungi...Jaise mummy apko apna jism saupi thi apne suhagrat mai....
mai bhi apko apna jism apne suhagrat mai saupna cahti hu....Phir jitna mn kare utna kheliyega mere jism se.... Kyuki apke khusi ke liye hi mai apna sex change karwayi hu...
Taki mai apko puri tarah se apki bibi bankar bibi wali sukh du...Jise mummy deti thi apko...Apne jism ki sukh.. aur ab mai dungi apne jism ki sukh..)
Papa :- kya hua meri jaan, kya soch rahi ho... kuch bolti nhi ho...Bolo bhi...
Mai :- ji mai to wahi hu aapke pas ...
Papa :- kaha rahti ho meri jaan...Pas ho ke bhi kitni dur ho tum ...Dekho to tumhari yad mai mera ye kala nag apna fan phailaye huye shar ke jaise din rat khada rahta hai...
Aur apni muniya ki rah dekhta hai... Usse pyar karne ke liye .Mila do na mere ise sher ko....Apni muniya se....
Mai :- mai samaj jati hu papa kun sa sher ki bat kar rahe hain...mai anjan bante huye unse bolti hu...
Kun sa sher , apke pas sher bhi hai...mai to dhekhi nhi kabhi....Apke pas kabhi...
Papa :- accha ji ..Meri billli mere se hi miyau....
Ye wahi sher hai jo tumhari 3no ched mai ghus ke uska gahrayi ka nap le chuka hai... Aur usko apna safed gadha pani pila chuka hai...
Mai :- unko chede huye bolti hu....mai to aisa koi sher ko nahi janti....
Papa :- accha ji tumhe nhi pata... Mai kaun si sher ki bat kar raha hu..
Dekhna hai mere sher ko...Mere sher ko dekhogi to tumhe usse pyar ho jayega...Aur tum usse bahut pyar karne lagogi....Ruko dikhata hu tumhe mera sher...
Mai :- nahi nahi ji... mujhe nhi dekhna...Rakhiye apna sher apne pas... Mai to mazak kar rahi thi....
Papa :- ab to tumhe dekhna hi parega....??Meri jan..
Aur apne lund ki kuch photo kitch ke mujhe bhej dete hain....
Aur bolte hain...Dekho mere sher ko...Tumhari yad mai kaisi khada hai...Jaise tumhari rah dekh raha hai...
Aao na iske pas aur pyas bhuja do apne muh mai le ke.. ...
Mai ye sun ke ek dam se sharma jati hu...
Unki bato se mere bhi tan badan mai ek surur chad raha tha....Jise mai cah kar bhi nhi daba pa rahi thi....
Unke kahne par unke dwara bheji gyi photo ko...
Jaise hi mai unke lund ki photo dekhti hu....To meri muh khula ka khula rah jata hai...
Mai mn mai hi bolti hu....Bap re bap papa ka itna bara hai aur itna mota ...mai kaise le paungi ise apne ander...mai to mar jaugi ye lund kha ke...Itna bada lund...Nhi ye musal lund hai..Kitna bhayanak hai...Dekhte hi mujhe dar lg rahi hai abhi se hi....Jab ye meri nyi naweli chut mai jayegi to na jane mera kya hoga....
Hay bagwan mai kya kru...mai ab piche bhi nhi hat sakti....mai kya karu....
Mera to pahle isse aadha bhi nhi tha...Jab mai mard hua karta tha...
Hay bagwan mai kya kru...mai ab piche bhi nhi hat sakti....
mai kya karu....Mera to pahle isse aadha bhi nhi tha...Jab mai mard hua karta tha...
Utna mai hi neha ka halat khab ho gya tha...
Jab mai neha ke sath sex kiya tha....Mujhe kitna guman tha apne lund pe....Inka ye musal lund dekh ke meri sara guman chur ho gya...
Par iske samne mera wo lund kuch bhi nhi.... Ye hai Asli mard ka lund ...Jo papa ka hai...Nahi nahi mere pati ka hai... Ab wo mere papa thori na hain...ab to wo mere pati banne wale hain...
Wo such mai asli mard hain... Ab wo sirf Mere mard hain.. aur mai unki aurat...
Par Itna bara mai kaise le paungi apne ander...mai to mar hi jaugi ...Kitna mota hai...Aur kitna bhayanak kala nag ke jaisa fun phaliye huye hai...
...Mummy kaise jhel leti thi...Papa ka ye musal lund ko...Meri to dekh ke hi halat kharab ho rahi hai...Jab mai lungi to naa jane kya hoga mujhe...
Tabhi papa bolte hain..
Papa :- kaha kho gyi meri jan...Dekh li meri sher ko...ho gya na tumhe isss pyar...
Mujhe pata hai...Tumhe mera ye lund bahut pasand hai...
Tum isse kaise lolipop ki tarah chusti thi...Aao na phir se chuso na meri lund ko...Dekho to kaise khada hai...Aao na nikal do na iska pani apne muh mai le ke.....Chuso na meri ye lolipop ko..
Ye sun ke mai ek dam pani pani ho gyi thi...Meri wasna bhi apne uphan pe thi....Jiska sabut meri chut de rahi thi usse chut ras nikal rahi thi....
Ye sun ke Meri chut bhi apni aashu baha rahi thi...
Mai kya bolti ...Mere pas bolne ke liye kuch sabd nhi tha...Unke musal lund ko dekh ke mera gala such mai sukh raha tha....
Mujhe aisa lg raha tha ki such mai wo mere muh mai dal ke mujhe apna musal lund chusa rahe hain...Apne kale musal lund ka mujhe swad chaka rahe hain....
Ye soch ke mera mn ulti jaisa karne lga....aur mai phone ko side kar ke khud pe control karti hu...Aur thora pani piti hu.... taki ulti na ho jay...
Papa :- kuch bolo bhi meri darling....Kya hua....Kaha kho gyi....Pasand aaya tumhe mere ye kala nag....Mujhe pata hai tumhe bahut pasand hai mera ye kala nag...
Tumhari aagari aur pichwari ki ched mai ghusne ko iska ji cah raha hai....
Khas kar tumhari pichwada....Ko ye bahut miss kar raha hai...
Mai kya bolti...Meri to halat kharab thi ...Unka lund ko dekh ke hi ...
Mai khud pe control kar ke bolti hu....
Mai :- ji mujhe apka wo sher bahat pasand hai...
Aur Jald hi uska sari manokamana puri kar dungi... Use saup dungi apna sab kuch...Use jo bhi pasand ho...
Usko Jaha ghusna hoga waha ghus jay...mai thori mana karugi...
Usko Jaha ghusna hoga waha ghus jay...mai thori mana karugi...
Papa ;- ise to tumhari pichwada bahat pasand hai...Ye tumhari pichwara ko phir se bajana cahta hai...Aur tumhari pichwada ko aur chauda karna cahta hai...
Ye sun ke mujhe kuch bola nhi jaa raha tha kyu ki mere tan badan mai wasna ki aag lg gyi thi.....
Papa meri gand mar ke meri gand chauda karne ki bat bol rahe the....
Ab jab mai unki patni bn rahi hu to unka haq banta hai mujhpe
Mere pati hone ke nate wo meri gand jarur marege... Aakhir mai unki bibi jo hu, to Mujhe apni gand deni paregi...Aur unse apni gand marwani paregi...
Neha sahi hi bol rahi thi...Wo ek din meri gand jarur marege...aur meri gand mar ke meri chauda kar denge....Ab jo hoga so hoga..
Itna aage badhne ke bad mai gand marane se thodi hi dar sakti hu...
Jab mai apna sab kuch unko saup hi chuki hu , aur jab apna chut saup sakti hu..unko chodne ke liye ....To gand kyu nhi...???
Unko meri gand marna pasand hai...To wo meri gand hi mare....Cahe meri gand unke musal lund se phat hi kyu na jaye ...ya meri gand chauda hi kyu na ho jay....Unke pyar ke liye itna kuch sah sakti hu to ye bhi sah lungi....
papa :- kya soch rahi ho meri jaan ...Mujhe pata hai tum mere lund ke bare mai hi soch rahi hogi...Hai na meri rani...
Mai :- ...Ji....Mai usi ke bare mai soch rahi thi...Kitna bada hai...Aur mota bhi...Aisa kisi ka hota hai bhala...Aisa lagta hai din parti din aur bada ho raha hai...
Papa :- hota hai meri jan...Asli mard ka aisa hi hota hai...
Tum bhagwan se na jane kitne sombari vart ki hogi mujh jaise mard ko pane ke liye ...
Tum asli mard ki bibi bni ho....Meri sonam darling...
Mai :- unko thori chedte huye ...Jan bhuj ke majakiye andaz mai ek sacchi bolti hu....
Mai abhi apki bibi thodi hu...Abhi hamari shadi thodi na huyi hai...Jab ap mujhse shadi karenge tab mai apki bibi banugi...
Ise Asli mard ki asli bibi....
Papa :-jald hi tumse phir shadi kar ke tumhe apni dulhan banaunga...Phir dikhaunga asli mard ki takat...
papa:- name lo na iska tumhare muh se sunne mai bada maza aata hai...
Mai :- ji mujhe sharm aati hai...mai nhi le sakti...
Papa :- mujhese kaisi sharm meri jaan ...tum pahli bat thodi hi le rahi ho....
Bolo na ...Shipra ki mummy...Kya kahte hain..Isko...
Mai ye sun ke sharm se pani pani ho gyi thi....
Mai :- nhi ji mai nhi bol paungi....
Papa :- tum itna kyu sharma rahi ho...Jaise tum ye pahli bar bol rahi ho...Ek bar bolo na...Apne pati ke liye itna nhi kar sakti ho....
Mai :- please ji aisa mt boliye....mai apke liye kuch bhi kar sakti hu...Har dard sah sakti hu....
Papa :- to phir bolo na ek bar....
Tum to iske sath kitna pyar se kheti thi...Apne muh mai le chusti thi...Aur to aur mera mal yani lund ki pani ko pi jati thi...Tumhe kitna accha lgta tha...
Ek bar bolo na...
Mai :- wo ji la la la lund... Apka lund ...Ab khus...
Papa :- aah kya ada hai...Tumhari meri jan...Ji karta hai kha jau tumhe....
Mai :- aji apko to pata hi hai...mai apse kitna pyar karti hu...Ap jo bolege mai apke khusi ke liye wo karugi...Lekin mai cahti hu...Pahle hamari shadi ho...Uske bad hi ye sab....
Kyuki hum log apni nyi zindgi shuru karne jaa rahe hain... ..Apko bhi nayi zindgi mili hai aur mujhe bhi...Kya na shuru se jiya jai...
Aur maa ji hum logo ki phir se shadi karwa rahi hai...To mai cahti hu...mai phir se wo sab purani yade ko jina cahti hu.......Hamari shadi ke wo yadgar pal ...
Papa :- thik hai sonam tumhari iccha sarakho pe......mai tumhe shadi ke bad hi chuuga.....Meri bibi ki itni si iccha mai puri na kar saku...Lekin mai tumse aise hi bate karta rahuga....Bolo manjur hai...
Mai :- ji mujhe manjur hai...
Papa :- thik hai sonam tumhari iccha sarakho pe......mai tumhe shadi ke bad hi chuuga.....Meri bibi ki itni si iccha mai puri na kar saku...Lekin mai tumse aise hi bate karta rahuga....Bolo manjur hai...
Mai :- ji mujhe manjur hai...
Papa :- Hum dono ki phir se shadi ho rahi hai...mai tumhari ye shadi itni khubsurat bana dunga ki ....
Tum ye shadi hamesa ke liye yad rakhegi...
Mai :- kaise ji....
Papa :- Pahle Hamari shadi aise huyi thi na gaw walo ki upasthiti mai... Hum log phere liye the...
Ise bar mai tumse phere ke sath sath... kanuni tar pe bhi tumse shadi karuga...Aur kanuni rup se bhi tumhe apni lugayi banega...hum log ki shadi kanuni taur bhi vaidh ho...
Aur mandir mai jaa ke devi maa ke samne bhi tumhare sath 7 phere lunga...Aur tumhe 7 janmo ke liye tumhe apna bna lunga....
Mai ye sun ke sharma jati hu....Aur bolti hu..Thik hai ji...mai bhi kanuni tar pe bhi apki patni banna cahti hu....Taki hum logo ko koi bhi alag na kar sake.. aur mai aise hi 7 janmo tak apki bibi bn kar rahu....
Aise hi Hum log bat karte karte kb subah ho gyi ...Ye mujhe bhi pata nhi chala....Unse bat karne par time ka pata hi nhi chalta...Lekin hum dono ki bate khatam nhi hoti...
Aise hi din gujarne lage...Aur mai bit te dino ke sath apne papa ya kahu apne pati ke aur karib aa rahi thi...
Sath hi sath puri tarah se ise naye riste mai dhal gyi thi...Mujhe ab aisa lg raha tha ki..mai hi unki patni hu...Unki sonam hu...
Unke liye Mere dil mai bhi pyar ki phool khil chuka tha...Yu kahu mai bhi unse pyar karne lagi thi....Ek patni ki tarah....Ek premika ki tarah...
Pahle mai ise riste ko apnane se ghabrati thi...Par kb mai ise naye riste ko kab dil se apnali ye mujhe bhi pata nhi chala....
Jiska sabut mujhe unke bina ab kuch bhi accha nhi lagta...
kabhi unse bat nhi ho pati to...Mere mn mai tarah tarah ke sawal uthte ...???
Aise hi Hum dono ka pyar parman chad raha tha...
Mai ab roj rat ko papa ya kahu mere hone wale patidev ji ka phone ka besabri se intjar karti...Aur wo mujhe rat mai phone karte ...
Mujhe bhi unka sath bahut accha lg raha tha...Aisi feeling mujhe pahle kabhi neha ke sath bhi nhi aayi thi...Jo ise riste mai aa rahi thi...Apne papa ke sath ...Unki bibi bankar...
Ek adbhut feeling thi ise riste mai jise mai bayan nhi kar sakti....
Dheere dheere aise hi waqt gujarne lga.....Sath hi sath mere sarir mai parivartan ab saf dikhne laga tha...Meri boobs ki size bhi badi ho rahi thi....Aur meri nayi naweli chut bhi heel ho rahi thi...
Aise hi 2 month gujar jate hain...
Ek din mere pet mai halka halka dard uthne lagti hai...
Mujhe bahut ghabrahat hone lagti hai...
Kya hua mujhe...Mere pet ke niche mere transplanted uterus yani (bacche dani) mai dard kyu ho rahi hai...
Kya hua mujhe...Kahi kuch problem to nhi ho gyi...Kahi mera operation fail to nhi hogya....Nhi nhi aisa nhi ho sakta...
Maa ji se puchti hu...Kya hua mujhe ye dard kyu ho raha hai...Mere bacche dani mai...Kuch problem to nhi ho gyi...
mai apni dadi ya kahu apni sas ko batati hu...
Mai :- maa ji dekhye na mere pet ke niche halka halka dard ho raha hai...Kahi koyi problam to nhi ho gyi hai...
Chaliye na dr se mil ke aate hai...Agar mera ye opration fail ho gya to mai kahi ki nhi rahugi....Iske bad mujhe marne ke alawa dusra koi rasta nhi bachega...
Dadi :- ghabrao nhi bahu...Kuch nhi hoga tumhe...1 bahu ko pahle hi kho di hu...Dusri ko nhi kho sakti...
Chaliye na dr se mil ke aate hai...Agar mera ye opration fail ho gya to mai kahi ki nhi rahugi....Iske bad mujhe marne ke alawa dusra koi rasta nhi bachega...
Dadi :- ghabrao nhi bahu...Kuch nhi hoga tumhe...1 bahu ko pahle hi kho di hu...Dusri ko nhi kho sakti...
Dadi :- lao bahu mai dekhti hu...Kaha pe dard ho rahi hai...
Mai :- ji wo pet ke niche....Meri kamar ke aas pas...
Dadi mere pet ko charo aur tatol ke dekhti hai...unko pata chl jati hai ki meri pet kyu dard ho rahi hai...Aur wo bolti hain...
Dadi :- bahu ghabrane ki koi bat nhi hai...Balki ye khus hone ki bat hai...ab tum khus ho jao...Kyuki ab tum puri tarah se aurat bn gyi ho....
Ye dard tumhari aurat banne ki nisani hai... ye dard. Tumhari masik dharm yani tumhari period aane ki sanket hai...Tumhe jald hi period aane wali hai......
Har aurat ko aise hi period aane se pahle pet aur kamar mai halka halka dard hona suru ho jati hai...Aur dheere dheere ye dard badhne lagta hai...
Dheere dheere tumhe bhi iski aadat ho jayegi....
Ye dard tumhe rahegi 3 se 5 din tak uske bad phir khud wa khud thik ho jayegi...
Ye tumhari pahli masik dharam hai bahu ..ho sakta hai isme jyda din tak bhi period aata rah sakta hai....Tum ghabrna nhi...
Tum abhi nayi nayi aurat bani ho na ..Jald hi tumko bhi ise chiz ka aadat ho jayegi...Phir isme koi problam nhi hogi...
Mai :- maa ji kya bahut dard hota hai...Period mai....???
Dadi :- bahu dard to hoti hi hai...Par kya kr sakte hain...Dard to har aurat ko sahna hi parta hai...
Ab se tu bhi aadat dal le bahu ....Ye dard kach bhi nhi hai...Isse kahi jayda dard aage tumko sahna parega... Jab tum maa banogi.. aur apne kokh se apne bacche ko janam dogi...Us dard ke samne ye dard kuch bhi nhi hai....
ab se tumhe har mahine aisa hi dard sahna parega bahu....Iski aadat dal lo...
Ek aurat ki zindgi itni bhi aasan nhi hoti hai bahu....Par pati ka pyar mile aur uska pyar ka nisani ko apne kokh mai rakh ke 9 mahine ke bad uske bacche ko janam dena padta hai.. , yahi ek aurat ki kartavya hota hai...
Pati ka pyar aur baccho ki musan dekh ke har aurat ki zindgi khusiyo se bhar jati hai...
Tum bhi apni bacche ko dekh ke sab dukh dard bhul jaogi...
Tumhe bhi aage chal kar yahi sab karna parega bahu....Maa banna ek adbhut ahsas hai...Uske samne mai wo dard kuch bhi nhi....
Maa bankar hi ek aurat ka sansar pura hota hai...Aur pati ka pyar bacche ane se aur badhta hai...
Ab tumhe period bhi aane lagi hai.. ab tum puri tarah se ek aurat bn gyi ho bahu ...ab mai tumhe mere bete ki aurat bna sakti hu...Tum dono ki shadi kara ke...
Kya khati ho bahu...Bano gi...
Ye sun ke mai sharma jati hu...mai kya bolti .Bas sir jhuka ke haa mai apni sahmati deti hu...
Dadi :- tum to usi din meri bahu bn gyi thi...Jis din tum mere bete ke liye uski bibi bankar hospital aayi thi...
Tabhi se mai tumhe apni bahu manti hu....
Jao bahu senitary pad lga lo ...Nhi to kapda ganda ho jayegai..
Pad lagane aati hai na bahu...Ya mai bata du...
Mai :- nhi maa ji mai laga lungi...mai dekhti thi youtube pe kaise pad lagayi jati hai...
Dadi :- thik hai bahu jao...Laga lo..
mai pad le ke bathroom mai chali jati hu....Aur pad laga leti hu apni nayi naweli chut pe.....
Aise hi ...
3 - 4 ghante ke bad dheere dheere dard badhna lagti hai...Aur meri chut se BLO*D jaisi kuch chiz nikalne lagti lagti hai...
3 - 4 ghante ke bad dheere dheere dard badhna lagti hai...Aur meri chut se BLO*D jaisi kuch chiz nikalne lagti lagti hai...
Dheere dheere mere halat kharab hone lagti hai....Itna dard ho raha tha ki jise mai bardast nhi kar paa rahi thi...mai kabhi sochi nhi thi ki...Mujhe itna dard jhelna parega....
Ab mujhe samaj aaya ki period ke samay ladkiyo ki kya halat hoti hogi....
Wo 5 din mai meri puri tarah se halat kharab rahi ho gyi thi...Yaha tak ki dr ko bulwana para....Wo meri treatment ki mujhe saline chadhai... tab jaa ke meri halat kuch thik huyi...
...Ye 5 din meri zindgi ke sabse kathin din tha...
Us waqt mai mn hi mn mai khud ko kos bhi rahi thi..bolti thi ki mai kyu ek mard se ek aurat bn gyi......
Meri kismat ne mujhe kaha la ke khada kar diya...
Accha khasa meri jindagi ko barbad kar diya...
Par phir apne parivar aur apne papa , aur shipra ke bare soch ke khud ko dilasa de deti...Jo hota hai acche ke liye hota hai...
Ise apni niyati mn ke aage badhana cahiye...
Ab mai ise chiz ko badal nhi sakti ki mai ek aurat bn gyi hu...Aur apne zindgi mai aage badh gyi hu...
Ab mujhe aurat ke roop mai hi apni jindgi gujarne hai...
Ye dard to ab mujhe month sahna hi hoga...To kyu ise kosu....
Bas kuch hi din ki bat hai ..Phir sab thik ho jayega....Waise bhi ye har aurat ko har mahine hota hai...
Ab jab mai aurat bani hu...
To Mujhe bhi ye dard sahna hi hoga...
Mujhe yakin nhi tha ki itna dard hoga....
papa ya kahu apne pati se bat kar ke mujhe ye dard sahne ka unse kuch hausla milti... Aur mujhe lagta ki Koi hai jo meri rah dekh rahe hain...
Papa mujhe dilasa dete ki...Tum jaldi thik ho jaogi...Ye ek aurat ko hota hi hai har month...Tum ghabrao nhi sonam sab thik ho jayega...Ye period pahli bar tumhe thodi na aayi hai...Tum thik ho jaogi sonam..
Par unhe kya pata ye period mujhe pahli bar hi aayi hai...
Aise hi 5 din ke bad meri period aane band ho huyi...
In 5 din mai kafi kamjor ho gyi thi....
Aise hi
Dusre month jb mujhe phir se period aayi to utna dard nhi hua jitna pahle month mai huyi thi....
Uske bad se meri period mai mujhe normal pain hoti...Jise mai aaram se bardast kar leti...
Dheere dheere aise hi waqt gujarne lga.....mai ab pahle ke mukable kafi thik ho gyi thi...Aur dheere dheere pure ghr ki zimmedari mummy ke jaise sambhalne bhi lagi thi...
Jo ye sab ab meri zimmedari thi...
Ghr ke sara kam khud se karne lagi thi... khana banana .Jhadu poocha karna...Sab ka kapda dhona ....Shipra ko taiyar kar ke school bhejna...
Dadi ya kahu apni sas ki seva karna unki pair ki malis karna kyu ki unke ghutno mai dard rahti hai.......Aur apne hone wale pati ki seva karna...
Kabhi kabhi papa ya kahu meri hone wAle pati...Mujhe akele paa ke kitchen mai ghus jate aur chupke se aake piche se mujhe apni baho mai bhar lete....
Mai unko rokne ki karti .... par wo meri ek na sunte....
Aur mai cahti bhi thi ki wo meri ek na sune...Mujhpe apni mardangi dikhaye....Jo wo mujpe dikhte the...Unka jo mn karta jab mn karta mujhe cher dete....Aur mauka dekh ke mujhe apni aagosh mai bhar lete....
Aur bare pyar se meri surahidar gardan aur meri galo ko chumne lagte ..Mujhe cherne lagte...
Mai unko rokane ki jhuti kosis karti ..Kyuki mujhe bhi unka us tarah se chuna mujhe chera bahut accha lagta tha...
Mai unko bolti kya kar rahe hain ji...Maa ji aa jayegi...choriye mujhe ...Please chor dijyai...
Par wo meri ek na sunte ..Aur bolte ...mai dekh ke aayi hu maa so rati thi..Isliye to aa gyi apni jan ke pas....Kyuki mujhe meri jaan ke bina ek pal bhi mn nhi lagta....kiche chala aata hu...Uske badan ki khusboo se....
Kya khusboo hai tumhari badan ki meri jaan...Meri dil ki rani....
Aur dheere dheere mujhe piche diwal ki taraf le jane lagte hain....
Aur mujhe wahi pas ke diwal mai mujhe sata dete aur meri jheel si aankho mai dekhte huye ...Bare pyar se apna hoonth meri rasili hontho pe le jate...Jaise jaise wo mere hontho ke karib aate meri dil ki dhadkan joro se dhadkne lagti aur khud wa khud meri aankhe band ho jati....
Aur wo apna hoonth ko meri honth se jor dete ...Aur mai bhi apna honth khol ke unko apne rasile hontho ka jam pillane lagti hu..........
unka pura sath deti hu ise khel mai...Wo jee bhar ke mere hontho ka jam pite....Jab to koi aa na jay..Tab tak wo mujhe nhi chorte....
Aur mai bhi unka sath deti thi......
Mujhe bhi ye sab accha lagta tha...
Dadi ya kahu meri sas se chup ke wo mujhe chedte mujhe chumte ...
kabhi kabhi to wo mujhe apne god mai utha ke mujhe apne room mai le ke chele jate...Aur apne bistar par mujhe leta dete aur khud wo mere upar aa jate...Aur mere hontho ko jee bhar ke raspan karte.. ......
Aur Mujpe apna haq jamate....
Mai mn mai bolti....
Wo haq kyu na jaayege....Aakhir mai unki bibi jo hu...Yu kah sakte hain hone wali bibi....To wo mujpe haq jatayege hi.....
Aise hi mai sab kuch acche se karne lagi thi... Acche se ghar sambhalne lagi thi... Yu kah sakte hain..mai puri tarah se mummy ban gyi thi...Roop se bhi aur gun se bhi...Aur apni aada se bhi...Apne papa ya kahu apne pati pe jadu kar di thi thi...
Dadi ko mai mummy ke jaise maa ji kah ke pukarti thi....Aur papa ko aji ke pukarti thi...
Aise hi mai sab kuch acche se karne lagi thi... Acche se ghar sambhalne lagi thi... Yu kah sakte hain..mai puri tarah se mummy ban gyi thi...Roop se bhi aur gun se bhi...Aur apni aada se bhi...Apne papa ya kahu apne pati pe jadu kar di thi thi...
Dadi ko mai mummy ke jaise maa ji kah ke pukarti thi....Aur papa ko aji ke pukarti thi...
Mujhe bhi ab ye sab accha lagne lga tha ...
Isme papa ke roop mai mere pati hain...Meri dadi jo ki ab meri sas hain aur meri pyari beti hai...Jise mai bahut pyar karti hu....
Aur mai ise ghr ki bahu....Aur shipra ke papa ki patni...
Ise ghr ki khusiyo ki zimmedari ab mujhpe hai....
Udhar
Papa ya kahu mere hone wale pati bhi puri tarah se thik ho gye the....
aur wo apna office bhi join kar liye...Par unko mummy wali yade abhi bhi nhi aayi thi...
mai to yahi chahti thi ki unko mummy wali yade ab kabhi bhi wapas na Aaye ...Aur wo mujhe hi apni bibi apni sonam samjhe...
Aise hi dekhte dekhte 6 month gujar jate hain...
Meri sarir ab puri tarah se ek aurat mai tabdil ho chuki thi...ek sexy aurat jise Dekhkar sabki aahhhh nikal jay...
Dekhne se koi bhi mujhe ye nhi kah sakta ki mai pahle ek ladka hua karta tha....Mera badan ab puri tarah se aurat mai badal chuki thi...Meri chuchi bhi ab purn viksit ho gyi thi...
Mai ab puri tarah aurat bn gyi thi...Mummy se kahi jayda sunder aur gori chikni bhi...Apne mummy se mai aur jyda gori ho gyi thi...
Yu kah sakte hain...Doodh mai halka sindur rang ke jaisi...
Koi mujhe dekh ke nhi kah sakta ki mai pahle ek mard hua karta tha....Aur apna sex change kara ke ek aurat bani hu....
Meri sarir ab puri tarah se such mai viksit ho gyi thi...boobs jyda bare nhi huye the...Par jyda chote bhi nhi . thik thak size ke ho gye the...Ap ye bat se andaza laga sakte hain...Meri boobs ab thik se meri hatho mai nhi aa rahi thi...
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Rahi hogi sayad...
Aur mera badan ke sabhi bal jhar chuke the aisa lagta tha ki mai abhi pure sarir pe wax karwayi hu...
sibay mere chut , bagal aur sir ke bal ko chor ke...
Mera waight bhi pahle ke mukable kafi kam ho gyi thi...
Aur meri kamar bhi pahle ke mukable kafi patli ho gyi thi... Jiske karan meri badan aur jyda sexy lag rahi thi....
Kamar patli hone karan meri gand thori badi lg rahi thi....aur thori bahar ki aur nikal bhi gyi thi....
Jo meri sundarta ko char chand laga rahi thi...
Kul mila ke mai kafi khubsurat aurat bn gyi thi....Ek no ki sexy maal...
Papa mujhe dekh ke bolte tum kafi badal gyi ho sonam...Aisa lagta hai...Tum din parti din jawan hi ho rahi ho...Kya husan hai tumhara , kitni nasili aankhe hai , ji karta hai isme doob jau...
Unake muh se meri sundarta ki tarif sunna mujhe bahut accha lgata tha...Aur tarif kise accha nhi lgta...Jab kisi aurat ke uska hone wale pati agar uski sundarta ki tarif kare to kya hi kahne....
Mai..:- mai sharmte huye...mai to apki hi hu ji....Bas shadi tak intjar kar lijyai...Phir mai nhi rokugi...Jitna dubna hoga dub jayaiga apni bibi ki aankho mai....
Aur Jo chiz cahiye apko apni bibi se wo sab kuch degi apki ye bibi...Bas kuch din ki bat hai...
Aise hi kuch din ke bad dadi ya kahu meri sasu maa ek pandit ko le ghr aayi .. us wait papa bhi ghr pe hi the...
Dadi :- hum dono ko pandit ji se milwati hai ...
Guruji ye mera beta aur bahu hai...
Tum dono aashirvad le lo guruji se ...
Ye pahari wale guruji hai...Tum dono inka aasirwad le lo...Inke aasirwad mai bahut punya hai...
Inke aasirwad se tum dono ki dampatiya jeevan se har kast dur ho jayegi...
Mai apne sir pe pallu liye papa ya kahu apne hone wale pati ke sath babaji ka pair chu ke aasirvad leti hu...
Guruji:- sada suhagan raho beti....Tumhare jeevan se har kast dur ho jay....Aur tumhari suhag aise hi tumhari mathe pe bani rahe....
Dadi :- babaji mai inhi dono ki phir se shadi karwani cahti hu...Koi accha sa muhurat ho to bata dijiye na...
Pandit ji apna panchang mai dekh ke bolte hain...
Pandit :- mata ji shadi ka liye ek bahut hi subh din aaj se 3 din ke bad ka hai.... sukal paksh ke dutiye pahar mai hai....
Ye muhart shadi ke liye sabse subh muharat hai....Ise muhurat mai shadi karne se pati patni ke dampatya jeevan mai sadaib khusiya bani rahegi....
Aur bhagwan ne chaha to jald hi apke ghr mai baccho ki kilkariya gunjne lagegi....
Pandit ji ke muh se Baccho ki kilkariya gunjane ki bat sun ke mai sharma jati hu....Aur mand mand muskurane lagti hu....
Phir pandit ji bolte hain.
Us din sabhi garah ek sidh mai aagega...Aisa subh din 100 salo mai ek bar aata hai...
Papa ya kahu mere hone wale pati ye sun ke khus ho jate hain...
Ho bhi kyu na....Unko itni khubsurat bibi jo milne wali thi....Unki dulhan ke roop mai...
Aur mai bhi mn hi mn mai bhi khus ho rahi thi....
Ho bhi kyu na...Itna lamba intjar jo ki thi...
Aaj se 3 din ke bad wo ghari aane wali thi jiska mujhe kb se intjar tha...
mai ab apni mummy ki jagah puri tarah se le lungi....Ise ghr mai...Apne papa nahi nhi mere pati ki zindgi mai...
Dadi pandit ji ko dakshina de ke unko bida kar dete hain....
Uske bad mujhe aur mere hone wale pati ko bolti hain...
Dadi :- tum dono aaj se hi tayari shuru kar do....Samay bahut km hai....Aur kam bahut jayda....Shadi ki taiyariyan bhi karni hai....