Sukanya And Me From My Perspective
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It all started on the fateful evening 20 years ago. I was minding my own
business and walking down the road at 7:30pm. I was a very quite, thin
teenager of 16 years, just finished my 10th and looking forward to
college. I was about 5'7" weighing about 130 pounds (around 58 kgs),
brown eyes, black hair and a thin just sprouting moustache. I had never
shaved my face before, so there was a thin beard also. I was always a
very clean kid and made sure that I was always presentable. I did not
have any friends as such, bit of a loner.
I was going back home after buying some milk. I saw a group of trannys
walking opposite to me. I got a little scared and tried to move away from
the road, I just wanted to avoid them. All of a sudden 2 of them from the
group turned towards me and blocked my path. I just looked at the ground
and asked them to give way so that I could go. One of them, later I found
her name to be Sukanya, told me, "You look like one of us. Why don't you
come with us, I am sure you will like it." I was taken aback. I did not
know what to do; I saw a small opening between them and just pushed
through and ran as fast as I could. I reached home, gave my stepmom the
milk and went to my room and locked the door. My heart was pounding so
hard that I thought I would faint. That was the first time that a tranny
had ever talked to me in my whole life. I did not know what to make out
of it.
After a few days, I saw the group again in front of a shop arguing with
the shopkeeper to give them money. They were abusing him and he finally
gave them some money and they moved to another shop. I don't know why,
but I became really curious about them. The next day I went to the
library to know more about the tranny. I was very careful so that no one
will know about what I was searching. I found a couple of books that
talked about them. I spend the entire afternoon reading. I read about
their struggle with themselves and how many of them live a hidden life
and a few of them come out in the open about them being a transgender. I
came to know that not all transgender are tranny. I felt a slight
excitement when reading about their sexual habits. I was surprised that
the details were available in a book in a public library.
I kept seeing them in my neighbourhood and one day slowly followed them
to see where they all stayed. The place was a little better than a shack.
Looked like there were so many people living in the small place. I saw so
many ladies shoes and sandals in front of the house. I was always
fascinated by heels, sandals, basically all ladies footwear. I had never
seen so many designs in my life before.
After I reached home, I switched on the TV and there was a movie playing
and everyone was watching it. I just got some chips from the kitchen and
sat on the floor in front of the tv. I don't remember the movie or the
actors, but there was a scene in it, where the hero dresses himself as a
girl. He actually looked like a real girl in it. He was wearing a saree
with blouse, full makeup on, red lips and bangles and earrings. From the
back I heard my grandma saying that it was shameful that men wear women's
clothes. Even to this day I don't know why I opened my mouth. I asked her
why not, why can't a man wear a saree? There were about 6 people in the
hall and suddenly I could feel everyone staring at me. My aunt, in front
of everyone asked "do you want to wear saree too?". I was like a deer
caught in headlights. I replied saying no, I was just curious. The next
20 minutes were spent with all of them telling me what a man is supposed
to be, how he is supposed to behave in public. My step mom was laughing
and teasing me.
I had just started college. It was a 25 minute bus ride. I used to leave
home at around 7am and come back by 6pm. In the evening bus sometimes, I
see the tranny board the bus. So many times, I took the next bus, if I
saw them. One day it so happened that after I got in, they also got it.
Sukanya was also there. I was sitting in the middle row and she was
standing. The person sitting next to me got up and got down from the bus,
for it was his stop. Now I knew that sukanya is going to sit next to me.
I tried to get up and she sat down next to me. I could not get out.
Let me tell you how she looked. She was about 5.8, not too fat or thin.
If you looked at her from a distance you probably would not think she was
not a lady. She was wearing sleeveless blouse and a transparent pinkish
saree. I could see some sweat stains in her blouse. Her nails had chipped
polish on them. She had a dozen or so bangles on each hand. She had hung
a small purse on her left shoulder. She started a conversation with me.
Sukanya: So where are you going?
Me: I did not answer, just shook my head
Sukanya: Tell me, I won't bite you
Me: I am going home from college
Sukanya: I have seen you before, do you live in tilak nagar?
Me: Yes, I live there only. I have seen you all before too
Sukanya: Oh really
Me: Yeah, you talked to me before too
Sukanya: Oh, what did I say
I thought why did I say that. I should keep my mouth shut.
Me: Nothing, leave it
Sukanya: it's ok, tell me.
Me: You told me that I was also like you and should join you
Sukanya: haha. That was exactly what I was thinking even now
Me: Why do you say that? What in me makes you think I am a tranny
Sukanya: You have that quality in you that makes everyone think that
Me: No one has said that to me. You are the only one
My stop came and I just got up and got down from the bus.
That conversation kind of calmed my nerves a bit about seeing them in the
road sometime in the future. I thought what could they do to me. They are
also human beings like me. I kept seeing them here and there for
sometime.
In the meantime, in college I was getting ragged almost everyday. I told
about it at home and no one took any particular interest in it and they
said it will last one a few days and then it will become normal. Everyone
goes through it in college and not to worry. I kept quiet and let it
happen. It continued for a long time and I did not know what to do about
it. I was sitting in the bus stop with tears in my eyes. I did not want
anyone to see me cry so, I used a handkerchief to wipe my tears away and
to hide my face. Sukanya and her group came there and saw me in that
state. She asked me what happened and why I was crying. I told her about
the ragging and the humiliation I was feeling everyday in the hands of my
seniors in college. She told me not to worry about it, and they will take
care of their own. I don't know why, but I felt a little confident all of
a sudden. I now have people of my own.
Next day, the same thing happened and I was being ragged in the grounds
opposite to college. When I was removing my shirt, like a hero saves the
heroine, I saw sukanya and her group come towards us. The seniors also
saw them and were talking about them within themselves. Suddenly sukanya
grabbed my arm and pulled towards her. She buttoned up my shirt and then
told all of them not to bother me again or else she would make their
lives a living hell. All of them ran away and they never bothered me
again. I used to hear many of the students talking about me behind my
back. They used to call me tranny, chakka and all. For some reason I did
not feel bad about it and I actually had some confidence and even told a
few of them, "Yes, I am a tranny and what will you do about it"
I finished my college and joined a professional university for my
engineering. I joined a hostel since the university was very far from my
home. I actually missed seeing all my tranny friends.
I kept seeing them here and there for sometime. In the meantime, in
college I was getting ragged almost everyday. I told about it at home and
no one took any particular interest in it and they said it will last one
a few days and then it will become normal. Everyone goes through it in
college and not to worry. I kept silent and let it happen. It continued
for a long time and I did not know what to do about it. I was sitting in
the bus stop with tears in my eyes. I did not want anyone to see me cry
so, I used a handkerchief to wipe my tears away and to hide my face.
Sukanya and her group came there and saw me in that state. She asked me
what happened and why I was crying. I told her about the ragging and the
humiliation I was feeling everyday in the hands of my seniors in college.
She told me not to worry about it, and they will take care of their own.
I don't know why, but I felt a little confident all of a sudden. I now
have people of my own.
Next day, the same thing happened and I was being ragged in the grounds
opposite to college. When I was removing my shirt, like a hero saves the
heroine, I saw sukanya and her group come towards us. The seniors also
saw them and were talking about them within themselves. Suddenly sukanya
grabbed my arm and pulled towards her. She buttoned up my shirt and then
told all of them not to bother me again or else she would make their
lives a living hell. All of them ran away and they never bothered me
again. I used to hear many of the students talking about me behind my
back. They used to call me tranny, chakka and all. For some reason I did
not feel bad about it and I actually had some confidence and even told a
few of them, "Yes, I am a tranny and what will you do about it." I told
sukanya about the incident and she said " See, I told you you are one of
us" and gave me a nice hug. I became friends with them. I used to visit
their home sometime.
I did not see sukanya for some days, but I used to see their group. I
asked them about her and they told me she was not feeling well. I went to
her house and saw that she had fever for the past few days but she was on
her recovery. She was a little weak but could walk and talk. She was
wearing a nighty and petticoat. When she bent down I saw her bra for the
first time. She saw me seeing her and asked me if I wanted to see them
fully. I said no no, sorry. She told me not to worry about it and took me
inside a room and removed the nighty. She was just wearing a bra and a
petticoat. Then she turned around and asked me to unhook her bra. I palms
were sweating a little and I did not know what to do. This was the first
time that I actually saw a person with only a bra. She stepped towards me
and asked me again to remove it. I slowly removed it and she took the
straps of her shoulders and remove it and let it fall on the ground. I
was so excited, I was so looking forward to see her turn. She slowly
removed her petticoat too. It also fell on the ground and then she
stepped out of it.
I could see her ass. It was nice and plumpy. I could not take me eyes
away from it. She saw me and told me you can touch if you want to. I
slowly moved my hands and grabbed them, one each for my hands. I slowly
massaged them. Then she turned around and I stood up at the same time. I
saw a nice pair of breasts. Again a first for me. I had never seen
breasts live in front of eyes. I slowly touched them and I kneaded them.
It was a great experience. I slowly moved my hands down on to her stomach
and it felt so great. Slowly i moved further down and there it was. A
Penis. I read about trannys, I talk to them, I saw them around, but no
reading can give you the reaction of actually seeing breasts on top and
a cock at the bottom. I was taken aback but she took my hand and put it
on her cock. I slowly rubbed it and it became erect. My own cock was also
getting erect in my pants. She saw that and in a delicate way moved her
right hand on my pants zip and grabbed it. I left out a little moan. She
then removed my belt and I hesitated. She asked me not to worry, she
won't bite. Both laughed a bit. I thought since I had seen her naked, she
should as well see me too. I let her remove my pant and shirt. My eyes
were stuck on her breasts and with glimpses of her cock. I removed my
vest and underwear and placed it on the chair. She got down on her knees
and took my cock in her mouth. I felt so excited, i thought i was going
to faint. She started to suck it and I must admit, I came within a couple
of minutes, I grabbed her head and pushed my cock in and came in her
mouth. She was good enough and swallowed all of it. She asked me if i
wanted to return her gift. I was hesitant and she said don't worry, she
will wait till I was ready.
Her satisfying me went on for sometime. Everytime I used to go there when
she was around and go into the room. She used to come and kneel down and
suck me. No conversation at all. One day i thought i have to do sometime
and I gave her a handjob and let her cum. She came so little, only a few
drops.
In a few months, I had my exams, so I got busy with it and did not get a
chance to see her. I finished my exams and went to see her. I came to
know that the neighbourhood people had given a police complaint that they
are creating nuisance in the area and they had to be removed. Police
started to harass them along with the people and they had finally left a
week ago.
I finished college with high percentage and joined a professional
university for my engineering. I joined a hostel since the university was
very far from my home. I actually missed seeing all my tranny friends for
a long time. I completed my engineering, went to germany and did my
masters and Phd. I got married to a nice girl and after few years
returned to India back to my small little town and my neighbourhood. It
has changed so much. I took a walk one day to where my sukanya's house
was situated. It had become a chain of stores. The exact place had become
a store to sell women's undergarments and I smiled within myself and
walked on.....
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