I,Rituparna Dey Ghoshal, a permanent/full time crossdresser. i am now staying as a housewife. My husband’s name is Kumar Ghoshal, owner of a private company.
We are now permanently a recident of Mumbai. Though we both are belonged to proper Bengali family.
Now I’m going back to my previous life.
My name was Rituparno Dey. My father passed away at my earlier age. I was living only with my mother.It goes without saying that I was fond of lady’s costume, jewellery ,makeup etc. In a word, I liked crossdressing very much. But I didn’t get any chance however.When I was at the age of 23 I got a chance to serve as an accountant of a private company.
My life was going well. I became a very good friend of my boss’s sister , namely Sukanya. Often she used to come in my house to meet my mother. My mother was good to her.Meanwhile, I fall in love with a girl named Priya. After some day, we completed our marriage. We wear peacefully living and loving with each other until an accident spoiled our life fully. Suddenly my wife breathed her last due to a car accident.
Then the curtain of deep tragedy is fall upon me. I could not make myself calm. I became very sad. I leaved my food , work, bath, sleep, talking, and made myself busy in sitting in a dark place. Sukanya always came to my house to console me, but I refused to meet and talk with her. However , my mother was became tensed for my situation. She requested Sukanya to do something with me.However 10 days later, now I was felling nearly consoled. But till I was not talking with anyone except my mother.
Sukanya as usual came to my house. But on that they she came with a solution for my grief. However I talked with her and cried grappling her body.Then Sukanya said that she came with a proper solution for my sadness. After asking she said to dress up in female clothes. Then I became angry with her and told some abusive words.But Sukanya said,”just try it.” She argued that in the world many people are doing crossdressing just to escape from the pressure,grief, tension of life.
Before leaving my house she concluded, “Think of that.There is no harm doing crossdressing. “At night I rethink about what Sukanya said. I think, I have to try it. My mother also agrees with it. This the great opportunity to fulfil my dream.
After thinking I went to my wife dressing table and open the closet. I found my wife’s innerwear. I chose satin blue bra and panty.
I took off my inner wear and slipped my legs into the soft panty ,and thereafter I placed the bra on my chest and hooked it well. I sorted out one of my wife’s red coloured blouses and finaly wore it. After putting petticoat I wrapped myself in a black nighty.Next, I applied some makeup like red lipstick , kajal etc. and wore some of my wife’s jewellery. Next I sat to paint my nails. slowly I painted my all my toes and hand’s nails in black.I looked in the mirror and found that a boycut female sat against me. However, after ejection I went my bed and slept. This is however the start of my female’s journey.
Crossdressunlimited 