Sindhi Girl In Mechanical Engineering Interview
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The remaining of my day went in anticipation of how the interview day will be and what the reaction of every one of my colleagues in college would be. Knowing that it was a dream company in a mechanical college, I was sure it would be crowded and chaotic for this Sindhi girl.
But anyway, there was no going back now. I had to give the interview at any cost, as my mom had made it very much clear. And finally, the day of the interview arrived. The interview was to start around morning 8:30, so I had to get there before that.
It had a lot of rounds, the aptitude, the essay, the personal interview, and all those shenanigans. In my nervousness of going into the college wearing such a skimpy and slutty dress, I did not prepare for the interview at all. I took off from my home at around 7.30 am.
I had booked an Ola telling mom that I had to prepare for the interview on the way. It was a lame excuse to get there on time and change into my formal interview clothes. The very tight white shirt and short black skirt, which I am sure you remember from the first episode.
It was obvious that I could not start from home dressed like that, my mom, my family, my neighbors would literally kill me. I am not even kidding. So I started from home wearing a simple salwar kameez. I gave some lame reason that wearing formals from home wasn’t very comfortable due to the traveling.
The intention was to get to college, sneak into a washroom, and change quickly so that no one suspects anything. “All is going well at least until now,” I thought, as my cab pulled over at the college entrance. I hurriedly walked into the college campus, climbed 3 floors briskly.
Shit! Almost my entire class was there, sitting on the floor studying, just outside the ladies’ washroom. Well, I was the only hot girl in Mechanical Engineering, so even in my salwar kameez, my classmates still became wary of my presence. They asked me some generic questions like ‘What did you prepare?’ and stuff.
But those questions weren’t the problem. It would be very, very awkward to go in the washroom dressed in my old attire of salwar kameez and come out as a slutty babe. I had never been seen even in a sleeveless top by these guys. How was I to suddenly expose so much skin?
Thinking this, I started sweating due to nervousness. Plus, the way I had come running to the 3rd floor was definitely adding fuel to the fire. I had no choice but to go through with it. Answering those questions lamely, I went into the bathroom.
I placed my bag on the floor, took out the formal white shirt and black skirt, placed it on the bag, and looked at myself in the mirror. A simple, innocent Sindhi girl was going to be transformed in just a few minutes. I took off my kameez first and looked at myself, standing in just a white lacy bra.
I looked hot in just a salwar and bra. My smooth fair body was glistening with sweat, no sign of hair anymore, a flat tummy, good curves, and decent 28C breasts. I raised my arms and held up my hair, and I looked great! I had recently discovered that I had a sexy body, as you might remember from the first part.
But there was no time to waste. I quickly put on the full sleeve plain white shirt. I had some trouble putting my arms in due to all the sweat. But this much struggle with this tight a shirt was expected. I had to, of course, keep the first button open.
The shirt was too tight, and my boobs were just straining against the 2nd button to come out. But that was the way it was gonna be, and I had no other option. I took off my salwar next. Now I was standing in a short tight white shirt, with just my panties on and legs fully exposed.
That’s when something unexpected happened- one of my batchmates, Sharda, walked in and saw me like that. And she was shell shocked! No one had seen me looking even remotely sexy. But the avatar that she saw me in, suddenly collapsed that image.
Gathering her thoughts in 6-7 seconds, she came to me and asked me, “Pranali! Are you planning to wear this for the interview?” I simply nodded, with a small “Hmm.”
“Oh!” she said, “then you will surely get the job, hehe.” I didn’t pay much heed to her; to be honest, I never really liked her. She was really jealous of me because I got all the boys’ attention in class. We had even fought over one guy named Rahul, whom she fancied a lot. But he only flirted with me.
Not that I was interested. But I spoke to everyone normally and was friendly with everyone. I was not gonna change that for one boy. I didn’t know this was going to affect me this hard.
“So, I noticed that you walked in, in a traditional outfit. Where is that dress?” she continued. I pointed to my bag. “Oh! Your bag must get heavy, and going out with a heavy bag in that formal dress will be exhausting. Do one thing, give it to me, I will carry it for you.”
“Why was this idiot offering to carry my clothes around?” I thought, but she was kind of right. Just carrying myself in those tight exposing clothes was going to be a task, “Who’d want to carry the weight of the heavy salwar kameez. And if this dumbo wanted to do my chores for me, what do I care.”
Thinking this, I said okay and, with a small token of thanks, handed over the plastic bag containing the old clothes to her. She seemed surprisingly pleased, and I didn’t know what was wrong with her. I just ignored her. I didn’t want to stand in the heat in just my panties for too long and sweat even more.
So I just started putting on my skirt. As I bent down to put my legs in, my ass was pushed out. Sharda stopped putting my clothes in the bag. She came behind me and lightly slapped my ass over my black lacy panties, “You like being naughty, don’t you? You are gonna have fun today, Pranali,” she said and went in the loo.
I did not understand it at the time, what did she mean by having fun. “Anyway,” I thought. I pulled up the skirt, which is too short, ended almost 8 inches above my knees. My legs exposed, looked so smooth and soft. My legs did not have a single spot, scratch, or blemish on them.
I had never played any sports as a child, and thus there were no injury marks or anything like that. They were just fair, flawless, and smooth. The skirt had a zipper at the side. I fastened it and adjusted my hair, looking at myself in the mirror.
Then Sharda came out of the loo. As a matter of factly, she said, “You do know that today’s company didn’t want us to come in formals, right?” and gave a small smirk and left. My head started feeling light suddenly with all the thoughts that were coming in.
So that is why all boys I saw outside were dressed in t-shirts and jeans. That is why even Sharada was wearing a traditional dress, and that is why none of the boys even asked me why I wasn’t in formals. And that is also, exactly why, that Sharada had taken my clothes. She wanted to make a fool out of me.
I realized the company which I was interviewing for was an MNC and had a very informal work culture. Even the interview was going to be as such. This was intimated in the mail. But I had just overlooked it thinking all companies required formals.
Dressed in an unusually short, tight formal dress was going to be awkward anyway, even with everyone around me dressed in formals. But with everyone else in normal casual outfits, I was gonna stand out like a sore thumb! But now, what choice did I have?
I could not wait in the washroom forever and nor could I miss the interview. I heaved in a huge breath, said, “Fuck it!” and walked out of the washroom, where all the boys were sitting. As I walked out, my first gaze met Sharda’s, and she had on a wide grin. But that was the least of my concerns right now.
All the boys stopped talking as soon as I exited and stood up in shock. Never had they seen me in that avatar, nor had they expected to see me dressed so skimpily ever. It was a sight to behold! They started crowding around me to see me better, asking me some lame questions.
I could hear some catcalls and lewd comments from some boys in the back, but nothing I could do about it right now. I felt the cool outside wind. My shirt, which had its first button left open due to it being too tight, flew back, exposing the sweaty area between my neck and chest with just a hint of cleavage.
The catcalls and the hooting just increased, and my short tight skirt didn’t do me any favors either. “How had it gotten to this?” I thought, “from being a normal Sindhi girl to being the object of a fantasy of everyone in college?” Crouching so that my breasts did not stick out too much, I tried to make my way out.
I was saying, “Excuse me, excuse me,” many times. But the boys were giving me a hard time and giving me just enough space to pass through. This meant I had to go through them, getting very close to them. In the crowd, my boobs and ass touched how many boys, I don’t know.
Many boys even took the chance and groped my ass, waist, and felt my boobs and bare legs. But not in a very big way, just a casual way. “So nothing to be alarmed about,” I thought, trying to console and convince myself. I finally got out of the crowd.
I started hurriedly walking towards the classroom where the 1st round of selection, ‘The Aptitude Round’ was going to be held. But to my surprise, I was quite early. There was no one in class except the invigilator, who was a teacher I knew. He had taught me Machine Design in the seventh semester.
But whom we knew as a horny guy who never left a chance to flirt with girls, be it, students or teachers. I kept my bag at the front of my class and occupied a bench at the center of the class. I noticed that my short skirt had risen even more, now that I was sitting, almost all of my smooth legs were visible.
It was only a wonder that my pussy mound was hidden, at least. As I was noticing all this, I saw him walking towards me, saying, “Hey, Pranali, you look different!” and ended up standing unusually close to my bench.
God knows what else was going to happen with me during this interview day!
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