The Fucking Beauty Part 1
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The incident in this sex story started this summer. I like summer and really enjoy them. But this summer was totally different, to the extent which I haven’t thought of. Day 1. Snoozing my alarm again, I dozed off to sleep. I was feeling strange but avoiding it, I slept anyway. “Wake up! How long will you sleep! Lazy ass!” My wife shouted at me from the kitchen. Trying myself not to shout back at her, I sat up on my bed. I felt something heavy on my chest. I thought it must be the last night’s dinner and got down my bed. I felt my legs weak and my body light. Slowly and sleepy, I walked down to the washroom. Blindly, I took my toothbrush and started to chew it. After a few minutes, I did my gorgle and washed my face. And opened my eyes and look at the mirror, a horrified shout came out of my mouth. I saw a girl of my age standing by the sink. Quickly, I tried to feel my dick in my boxer, all I can feel was a cleaned shaved tight little hole. Horrified, I looked down but my view was blocked two big balls shaped flesh attached to my chest, where by last night stood a well-built chest. I took few steps back and stood at a distance and look at the mirror again. I saw a pretty girl with long brown hair till her waist, with a sweet face and brown mesmerizing eyes looking back at me. As soon as turned my gaze down, I was introduced to big well-shaped boobs with pink nipples at the exact center of a slender waist and quite wide pelvic bone, trying hard to hold my boxers from the last night. Down my boxer was hairless long legs. I touched myself on my chest or should I say my breast and pinched my nipples. I felt tremors in my body. “This is a dream!” I chanted to myself. I pinched again, harder. I felt pain. I was horrified. I shouted for my wife and hide in a towel, in the same way, girls cover themselves after taking a bath. Soon, she came running to the washroom and was shocked to see me. A girl of eighteen clad in a towel. “What is this? Who are you?” She asked me in a confused tone. “I am Saif!” I replied. For the first time, I paid attention to my voice. It was low pitched too. I sounded much like a sweet little girl. “SAIF! WHAT HAPPENED!!?! What is this?!” “I don’t know! I woke up and found myself like this.” My wife held me, took me out and make me sit on the bed. She was also as much confused as I am. “You must wear something! You can’t sit here like this?” She said with lady instincts. She quickly took out a t-shirt and track pants of mine, when I used to be a man, from my wardrobe and gave it to me. I wore it over the towel, with a little effort. I felt my boobs stretching the t-shirt and changing its shape to adapt to my new body type. After that, I stood up and wore my tracks it was feeling quite loose around my thighs but bit tight around my bums. After wearing my weird fitting clothes, I sat down disgusted and trying hard not to cry but still, I felt a few drops of tears rolled down my cheeks. I was feeling very weird, feeling girlish. With tears filled my eyes, I looked up at my wife, she was confused too. She sat beside and started to stroke my slender back. “I always wanted a sister.” She calmly said, “let’s go, we need to do some shopping for my new little sister” Disgusted, I glared at her. But I stood up and said in my sweet voice, “how will I go out! I mean in these weird fitting clothes.” “Wait here! I’ll back in a moment.” Saying that she left me alone in my awkwardness of being in a girl’s body with a man’s mind. I started to touch and feel myself, on my breast, it was soft. I must say very soft, but they were firm too. Like the way my wife owes, I started to press them alternately and pinch my nipples. I started to feel funny. A moment later, I felt some wetness near my new tight little pussy. It was already a bit wet. I smelled really good. I was smelling myself when my wife returned with a lot of things. “What are doing! Behave like a good girl Sofiya” she caught me smelling my wetness. “SOFIYA!” I exclaimed. “Ya! I can no longer call you Saif. You are now my sister. And start acting like one.” “What are you saying, Shireen!” I shouted at her. “See, I don’t know what is this. But you are now in a girl’s body. So you should act like a girl too. Otherwise the society.” She stopped in middle of the sentence and took up the dress which brought and showed me, “These are my old dresses, these must fit you well. Go on give them a try.” It was a beige and red printed kurta and leggings. “I don’t know how to wear these.” “Don’t worry I’ll help you.” I took out my awkward fitting t-shirt. And my girlish instincts overcome me and I tried to hide my boobs with hands. “What’s the use of hiding yourself from your wife cum sister! Let me see you.” She was making fun of me but I was too confused to give any reaction. Slowly, I put my guards down and felt the weight on my chest. “Oh, my sweet little girl, you’re really good.!” She exclaimed examining my newly developed body. Without wasting any time, I took up the dress and was going to wear it but she stopped me, and said, “Oh! No! No! No! You don’t want these juggling all around when you’ll be walking down the street, wear these.” She handed me a pair of bras. I took it, it was a purple bra with light pads. Timidly, I put it on. And as expected THE HOOKS were the difficult part, she helped me with it. After that was the panties, then she helped me the kurta, she brought me, for the bottom was red leggings. It was soft and the fabric stuck to my flesh and showed off my curvy long legs. Kurta also fitted me well, like it was mine only. After that, she applied my light makeup and did my hair. When I looked myself in the mirror, all I can see was a proper lady sitting on a stool beside my wife. “Oh, Sofiya! You’re so pretty!” My wife exclaimed. “Wait for a moment let me get dressed too.” I was going to walk out as usual but she stopped me and said,”No need! My sweet sister! Help me to get dress.” This was odd but I stayed in the room and helped her to get dress. She wore a gray T-shirt with a round neck, raglan three-quarter sleeves, slightly curved hem. For the bottoms, she went for blue jeans. After that, she gave a pair of casual shoes to try on it, fitted me just fine and she went for shoes with slightly more heels. “You have to practice walking in these and showed me the sandals with high heels.” Browse indiansexstories dot net for more arousing stories. When we were done, we stepped out of our apartment. All along the way to our parking space whenever we came across any ladies my wife calmly would introduce me as her friend, who came to visit her from her hometown. After passing through a bunch of ladies, we reached to our parking space. She got in the driver’s seat and I sat beside her. “I can’t be in this body all my life.” Slowly, I said. “Ya, we need to find a solution.” Calmness in her voice. “But you seemed to enjoy all these.” “I am not enjoying. It’s just like I am trying to adapt myself to the change.” “This is not a change! This will ruin my life, my career.!” “There will be a way back. Don’t worry we’ll talk to the Guruji.” “No not him, he is a very big fraud!” “Okay! Fine!” Soon, we were in the parking space of a mall. We got out and walk into a clothing shop. There, she chooses me a few outfits to try on. While I was walking towards the trial room, I felt a few of the staff members ogling at me. I think these are some of the hidden talents of the girls. Avoiding them, I stepped in the trial room. It was a three sided mirror cubical. Slowly, I undressed myself to try those dresses. After getting undressed, I took a brief moment to examine myself well through those mirrors. I was looking damn sexy in those purple bras and panties. I could see a small wet patch on my panties. I was already aroused by the thought that I am in a girl’s body. And after seeing myself looking so god damn sexy the intensity of my arousal just got multiplied. My body had very good curves. I was lost in my own beauty, when Shireen knocked my door, “Have you tried anything?” Hurriedly, I put on a dress which Shireen gave me, one of them was a gray melange knitted jersey dress, which has a ribbed round neck, short sleeves, with a red belt. Quickly, I put it on my curvy body and opened the door. “Wow, this looks awesome, try these also. And these will also go well with this dress.” She handed me one more dress and a pair of sandals with quite a large heels and drop earrings. I tried the rest of them they were all so good. Finally, we choose 5 dresses for me. And I wore the first one that I had tried, for today with other accessories which she thought will go well with that dress. I should say, I was looking damn pretty in that dress and seeing myself in the mirror got my male instincts running and I got really aroused. Controlling myself, I got out. And I told my wife how I am feeling to which she said, “It’s only normal. We girls have more sex drives than you boys and as for now you are in a girls body, so I think it’s normal.” I paid little attention to her lectures as I was lost in the funny feelings and the heat between my soft, long legs. Trembling, I followed her in my new pair of heels to the food court. **** “I had a talk with Guruji. And we have a solution.” “What is it?” I asked her excitedly having my favorite French fries. “Let me think, how to put it.” “How to put it what, say it directly. The same words he used.” “He said, ‘Tumhe 15 ladkon se chudwana padega. Woh bhi 5 dino k undar'” “What! I am going to do it. I am not a whore or anything.” “This is the only way, baby! Otherwise, our future is ruined. If you fail to do it in within five days, you’re forever stuck in this” I thought about it for a while. It was a quite complicated job, fifteen guys in just five days. And don’t even know how it will happen. “How am I going to do it?” “It’ll not be that difficult. You are looking great, boys will die to fuck you. You only need to show off your body a little bit.” She said in her bitchy voice, “three cocks per day! It’s gonna be fun. Now, I am leaving you here. Score at least two cocks today!” Saying that she left me alone trapped in a sexy girls body, who needs to get fucked by fifteen different cocks within five days to go back to my normal life. Thanks for reading my sex story.