My InheritanceChapter 7 Love Letters
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Keti
My sister and I have been best friends throughout life. When I was
about 3 and my sister was about 5, we used to play a game called keta-
keti (boy - girl), which was basically gender swap. My sister
pretended to be boy whereas I pretended to be girl. Initially, the
game comprised of the designation of boy and girl and changing our
names and pronouns only. But then with time, the game evolved to
cross-dressing, wearing makeup and mimicking our parents to such an
extent that my parents thought it was a bit too much. Besides, I
could not tolerate the frequent teasing of the children of the
neighborhood.
Although the game was over, the crave inside me was way from over.
Although I didn't express it out, it was always there within me.
Whenever there was some cross-dressing character in a TV program, I
used to watch it. The same applied for the articles in magazines and
other sources of entertainment. I was very curious to know about the
cross dressers, but was too hesitant to talk about them.
So, nothing much happened till my sister reached puberty. It was
then that I things changed. All of a sudden she was taller and her
dimensions changed. She started looking much more like adult.
Whenever we used to fight, my mother would scold me if I hit her
chest. She also started developing a fascination towards fashion and
she did not look bad when she was all made up. The Barbies in her
room were replaced by all new sorts of things like lipstick, mascara,
makeup kit, beautiful dresses, stockings and bra, face pack, sun-
screens, jewelleries and a whole array of things which my mother used
and barred us from messing around with.
It was nothing like I felt I was unlucky or something as I had my
own video games and other such stuffs. But as these things made way
into her life without my knowledge and as these were kept away from
me, they always fascinated me. If it were for video game or
something, although my sister did not enjoy it, we used to share it
at least for a while. But her new "things" were entirely her own and
even the information of their existence in her room was not provided
to me. They were not things of which I hadn't heard of but things,
which I hadn't used since the keta-keti game of childhood. That added
up to my curiosity. Besides, she allowed me less and less into her
room so I had lesser chances of venturing and discovering stuffs.
One day while nobody was home, as I was watching television, I came
across a movie in which the lead actor cross-dresses and passes as a
woman. The cross dressing part was very nicely illustrated in the
movie. Since nobody was at home, I was tempted to explore my sister's
room and the stimulation provided by the movie provoked my
temptation. So without due consideration of the outcomes, I entered
my sister's room. Then slowly, I explored her closet. My hands were
shaking with combination of fear and excitement. I could feel my legs
going shaky. There I picked up a beautiful pink party dress set
(consisting of a blouse, a skirt, tight coat and a matching 2inch
heels) and a pair of black nylon stockings. Some force inside me,
which had remained dormant for so long, woke up. I started getting
the feel of "keti" of our childhood game again. So, I took off my
clothes and put on her clothes and looked at my reflection in mirror.
Something was just not right. The proportions of the body and
curvatures didn't match with the clothes and my penis was evident in
the front part of the skirt. So, I decided to "mend" my body
appearance. So I disrobed again.
Although I had worn my sister's clothing when I was a kid, I had
never worn or considered wearing her underwear. But now to maintain
the shape, I had to use her bra. So, with trembling hands and shaky
limbs, I went to her closet again. There I found a set of white
embroidered bra and panty. The bra was tight and padded. With a
little hesitancy, I picked up the bra. I had never worn a bra in my
life before. So I was in a dilemma whether to wear it or not.
Finally, I decided that since I have come this far I would move a
step further. Then, almost mechanically, I put on the bra and panty.
I looked at my reflection in mirror. The bra was so tight and padded
that even I seemed to have real boobs. I was amazed to see reflection
of my chest. However, the poking penguin was still there. So I
decided to hide it by pulling it backward with the help of a tie. It
was hard to tie it backward and even harder to walk with him in that
position. However, he had to bend and stay in a bit feminine position
for me to appear a bit "good" I guess.
Then I dressed up in the white blouse. The bra was tight and padded
so the humps on my chest were visible even with the blouse on. Then I
bent down and rolled up my stockings. I had no body hair till now so
the stockings looked and felt good. Then I pulled up my skirt. It was
a bit loose but not that loose! The tight fitting coat wasn't so
tight fitting to me. So after I put on the coat, my boobs weren't
that visible. So I used an ancient technique called stuffing socks in
the bra. After it was done, I wore the heels and shakily stood in
front of the mirror to check my body. It wasn't great but it was
passable as a girl. However, my face wasn't. Although my face was a
bit oval with short nose, scarce eyebrows, beautiful eyelashes and
feminine pattern of hair on head, I had short hair and a bit large
lips. I was curious about the vanity set that my sister had
accumulated.
So, I started with foundation, powder then a bit of lipstick with
shaky hands, mascara, blushes, ear rings (clasping type), jewelleries
and nail polish. Then to cover my trimmed head, I put on a
fashionable hat of my sister.
Then I appeared in front of the mirror. How did I look? Had it been
some fancy fantasy story, I would have passed as the best looking
squealing chic that the cutest guy of school or the largest hunk
would date for prom. He would then give her an oral dose of his
manhood the very same night without beating the shit out of pansy
after discovering that he had just had a gay sex in his prom night.
But this is truth so I have to say, I didn't look good. It was my
first attempt with make up and make up is very hard. I do appreciate
those foxy ladies who can make up their face so well that they can
kill guys by their looks.
Anyway, I was satisfied because I had ventured my sister's hidden
secrets and I was elated. I was so happy that I came out of the room
and started roaming around the house. The sound of her heels and the
bangles while I moved around kind of felt good. I went downstairs to
the living room and started watching TV with my legs crossed. It was
hard because my penis was straining but I was getting a pleasure that
I had never felt before. The "keti" in me was enjoying this moment to
the fullest. Suddenly, an idea struck me. I would call for a home
delivery of pizza and watch the pizza boy's response to me. At first,
the idea felt a bit risky. But then, as I had nothing else to do, the
thought hovered around my mind. So, finally, I picked up the phone.
With some hesitancy and heart pounding, I placed the order with the
most female tone that I could speak in (I hadn't reached puberty so
voice was not a problem then) in the name of "keti or Katie". They
asked for my location and I hung up. I was scared. But then, the
"keti" took full control and I called them again apologizing for the
"unintended" interruption and gave them my location. Now my heart
started beating real fast and I grew short of breath. After a moment,
my mind started working again. So, I thought I would change back and
take the pizza as my original me. So, I went upstairs and took off
the coat, blouse and skirt. I threw the cap inside the closet in
panic. There I was standing in front of my sister's vanity wearing
nothing but her bra, panty, stockings, heels and makeup. I was about
to remove the makeup when I heard the doorbell ring. The guy must
have been a moron or something because he kept on ringing the bell
even after I responded. I started to panic. I didn't want to appear
in front of some guy as some sissy boy. So, in a desperate attempt, I
put on my sister's nightgown and wrapped a towel over my head as if I
my hair was wet and grabbed her purse. The heels limited my speed but
I reached the door as fast I could.
The constant ringing of bell irritated me so much that I opened the
door and started shouting at the guy. Then I realized that the guy
was about twice my size and was in a bad temper. I thought I was
stuck and would get a bad beating. But the guy looked at my eyes and
then somewhere below and said that he was sorry. Then I paid him the
money and took the pizza. He was still staring down. I said its all
right and that he could leave. I was elated because for the first
time in my life I shouted at a guy that large without getting beaten.
The guy climbed on his van and looked confused. I started feeling
guilty and said "Ok mate, I overreacted, but don't leave with such a
gloomy face". To that he started the engine of his van and replied
smilingly "no miss, this is the first time anyone has had the guts to
shout at me but again this is the first time that I have had a chance
to get this close to this semi naked goddess with these curves. God I
always thought I was a gay because I never came when I watched those
porn but just the closeness to your boobs made me cum in my pants".
Ok I exaggerated the previous paragraph. But even after I opened the
door and shouted at the guy he kept staring at my breasts. So, I got
scared and handed him the money and took pizza and said goodbye as
fast as I could. The guy laughed and left saying, "have a good day,
sexy" as I banged the door. Once inside, I took a look at my dress.
The nightgown was virtually transparent. It was a "sexy" see-through
thing and my tight padded bra with socks attached certainly gave me a
large curvature and cleavage. The penis had "adapted" as the clit.
The stockings looked sexy with the heels. To cut a long story short,
except for my face, I was passable and the body especially breasts
were the only thing that the guy observed. So, that was a heck of a
day but I passed as a "sexy".
I removed my makeup and put the dresses in the closet and was back
to being me before my parents and sister returned home. So, they
didn't know a thing about my adventures or I thought so.
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