My name is Gokul. My wife was not at home on that day. We feel that putting Rangoli is auspicious for our home. So, I thought of putting it. But, I can’t do as a male. I felt shy to do it as a guy. So, I draped a saree, then kept a garland of Jasmine on my head and dressed like a girl from top to bottom and began drawing that Rangoli. Neighbourhood uncle started to stare at me. He asked me who am I, I told that I am my wife’s sister. He asked me to come to his house for eating.
I hesitated initially. Then after he kept on calling me, I went. He was staring at me with full lust in his eyes. I felt something strange and began to leave. He locked the main door. I begged him to open the door. He did not listen. He removed his dhoti, he removed his underwear and asked me if i like it and he began to laugh. I tried to open the door, he held me and slapped me hard. He carried me to his bedroom. He made me lie on bed and he lied over me. He kissed me and pressed me hard.
I tried to escape, but the sissy inside me came out and began to enjoy his manhood. My male organ got moody and it started to cum. He lifted my saree and saw my tool. He got angry and asked me, are you a male ? He got angry and made me suck his tool. Then he made me lie upside down and inserted his tool in my playground. Initially, it started to pain, but I started to enjoy it after 15 minutes. he cummed inside me. I became a full time sissy. Then he left. I was in bed with torn blouse and I was crying in bed.
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