My Second outing with Transgenders at the cost of my entire earnings

After completing my first outing with Indian Trans genders which didn’t end up with me going out in female dress, I again went there the next week. This second visit provided me with a chance to go out in female dress but for a short time but the price I paid for that was so huge that I almost fainted.

The second time, she asked me to come to a different place saying that she would be able to introduce lots of like-minded people there. True to her words there were lots of transgenders living there. First I was introduced and I found transgenders with different colours, shapes and ethnicity. There was only one Male there and he looked like a gigolo wearing lots of jewellery.

Without wasting any time they started dressing me up. Once dressed I felt elated as usual. One of the transgenders suggested that the moment calls for a bit of partying and I financed for their drinks. I also had a few rounds of Whiskey. One girl started loud rocking music and some of them started dancing. While I was watching them dance to the tune of the music, one girl invited me to dance. I was reluctant a bit as I had never danced before but on insistence I joined her.

She asked me to just watch her move and follow the movement with my legs. I did exactly what she told be and when she increased the tempo – believe me I was really dancing like a female. As a male he raise my hand and rotated and swung around. I felt like a puppet and I liked it.

When everyone got tired we had dinner that was financed by me. I was still waiting for the moment when they would ask me to come out for a stroll. But that never happened and one by one, all the girls were preparing to go for sleep as most of them were in full booze, I could not insist them to take me out.

The girl with whom I danced came to me and said that my bed was ready and I can go to sleep. They have given me a separate room and I felt the loneliness again, in female dress, unappreciated. I called the girl again and asked her to sleep beside me not for any ulterior motivation but I needed the comfort of a being at that time.

She said she had no problem sleeping with me but as a professional she cannot do that without taking money. I said I was prepared to pay money but since all my hard cash got exhausted while spending for the liquor and food, I had very little cash on hand and that I would pay the next day morning after I withdrew money from ATM. She said, if I am really interested I can do that even then and offered to give company to the nearest ATM which was about half a kilometre away from that place.

The idea of going out in the middle of night that too with another transgender really appealed to me. So I agreed and we, along with one more girl started walking out.

The street was deserted. Occasional bikes that were passing by, slowed down to have a good look at us and glided past. I was simply flying high. When we reached the ATM, I entered the cubicle and the girl also entered with me. I thought of asking her to wait outside, but I didn’t.

I took the money, walked back to the house and went to sleep. Because of the excitement and the tiredness I slept immediately. I slept like a female and woke up as a female. I was happy and this is the life I had always wanted to lead.

One of the girls prepared coffee and asked if I preferred to have breakfast there. I politely refused and after drinking the hot coffee, undressed, removed the make-up and started my long journey back to my place. I would have travelled in a public Bus which was cheaper but I called a taxi instead because I wanted to sit back, relax and recollect all the previous day’s events.

I also asked the driver to stop in some ATM on the way to take some cash as I didn’t have any to pay for the taxi also. After some time the taxi stopped in an ATM. I went inside and the biggest shock I ever had in my life was waiting there to scare me to death.

All the money in my account was withdrawn. I could not believe it at first. Again I tried, but the same statement appeared. Then it dawned to me that after I slept the girl or girls would have taken the ATM card from my pocket and withdrawn all the money and replaced the

card back in my pocket.

My situation was pathetic. I didn’t have money to pay for the taxi even. I thought of going back to the place and try to get the money back. But, my inner mind told me that I cannot do anything like that because that was a secret mission and I cannot get the help of police as the question of why I was here would arise for which I have no good answer.

So, I came back from the ATM and while travelling to my home, I called my girlfriend and asked her to meet me in front of my house with some money. She came with money and I paid the taxi driver and the episode ended here.

Oh….I revealed another secret while narrating one here …..My Girlfriend…..whom I loved with all my heart….I was prepared to put my entire life at risk for her sake.

In fact I lost my job, career, car, entire house hold things and my dignity, respect everything not to get that girl but to leave her.

That is an interesting story with a bad ending. Let me blog it next.

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My first outing with Indian Transgenders

I wanted to cross dress desperately, that too with people watching me, praising me and I should feel the feminine reactions I get when I am with people who acknowledge me as a female. How to achieve it? I approached a Voluntary Health Organisation in Kolkata, India and requested their help and they suggested me a transgender who could help me out......

My First outing with Indian Transgenders:

It was a cold day in Kolkata, India. I had traveled about 40 Kms to see the transgender suggested by the NGO. Her name was Suman. I was truly excited as this was supposed to be my first outing in female dress. I was waiting exactly at a place where she wanted me to wait with thumping heart and a crazy feeling that I might again come and stroll in that very place in female cloths. I had an odd feeling that she might come late in order to pretend like a real female. And it so happened that she came 30 minutes late in an Auto Rickshaw. The first thing that caught my eyes were her short Skirt showing her thin, long and elegant thighs. I thought she felt confident in that dress and cared a damn about the stares she got from the people surrounding us. 
I introduced myself as we were meeting for the first time even though we had talked earlier over phone. Only when her voice came out one could say that she was a transgender or else she looked exactly like a female.

Transgender's House:

She then took me to her house saying that we had to collect some dresses and make-up things for me.Her house was small, congested like any middle class family's house in Kolkata. Her Father was sitting in the hall and stared at me so hard as it I had come there for stealing something. But she quickly ushered me into her room which was also small but had a bit of privacy. I could imagine how her father felt seeing his only son dressed up like a female in a short mini skirt and bringing a male to his house. I know he might even murder me if he had a chance.She collected some cloths and things and we started to a place where thought would be safe for me to get cross-dressed

Walking Street as a Whore:

On our way to the place she suggested we passed through a deserted lane where I could find groups of men standing here and there. Most of them in their bikes and few in their Cars. While I was wondering what they are doing in a street like this, one more transgender joined us. She was dark, tall and young. But very lean and ill-dressed. An animated conversation began and the new girl was indicating a particular person with a bike and was telling that he wanted a Blow Job in the street corner and laughed out loud. 
It seemed after hearing the rate demanded for the service, he became dumb and and from that time onward he was staring at her. When their conversation ended, the second girl also decided to accompany us as she said she wanted to see me transformed into Girl.
I asked her with full of dreams whether I would be able to walk the street like her after dressing up like a female. Both of them laughed but didn't reply.

Process of Transformation:

In the place where she suggested there were three more transgenders and all were happy to see me. They crowded around me and started making suggestions. Suman was the one who first acted. She asked me to undress. I felt a bit embarrassed but still managed to strip and stood there with just my Panties on (I had the oversight to wear my new panty beneath my Pant)  She draped my body with a big Turkey Towel and asked me to sit in the chair.

Then Suman started applying foundation in my face and the feeling was electrifying. Then the Powder, Blush, Lip Stick and eye decorations and finally she brought a Mirror and showed me. I couldn't believe what I saw in the Mirror. I was completely transformed and I myself could not recognize me. She removed the turkey towel and then draped me with a silky cloth and took some snap shots.
She then took out a party dress that was black in color from her bag and asked me to wear it. While trying that dress only, I felt how thin she should be because after wearing it, I could not zip it in the back. All of them took their turn and tried but all their efforts went vain. The truth is truth, I was fat. Without Zipping the dress Suman took few more snap shots.

Transformation completed:

None of the dresses brought by Suman fitted me. At that a real Lady joined us and introduced as the counsellor for transgenders and inquired about what exactly was happening there. When she was told about the mismatch of the dresses she felt real pity for me and offered to help me out. She said she is going to attend a function in the evening and for the occasion she had brought a dress which she could lend me if I guarantee to return it by evening.
I gladly accepted and my second transformation began. Believe me the change was beautiful and I was fully satisfied. But my main disappointment came when I was told that I could not go out in that traditional dress because that would look odd. I was guaranteed that if I came again next week I could have that experience.
So I came Next week and the same girl along with few others cheated me and stole all my money from my Bank account. Let me tell that story in my next Blog.