After about 15minutes she turned on the shower and I watched as all my hair apart fromthat on my head was washed away. She then got a razor. I shouted... "NO!"She immediately slapped me across the face and told me not to speak. "Youasked for this," she said and suddenly produced a needle. She injectedsomething directly into my throat. I shouted, "Stop!" but what came outwas, "Goo goo gaga!'"You asked for that," she said, "this is an experimental drug that adjustsyour vocal chords to only make. He was shocked and said that it was hard to differentiate me from a real woman.Then I asked him whether he would stitch the blouse for me now.Tailor: You didn’t rehearse for me. How can I believe you?Me: I am a crossdresser. Please understand. Charge double if you want.Tailor: Oh! Ok, I get it. You’re like a transgender person, right?Me: No bhaiyya, this is different. Please just stitch the blouses for me.Tailor: I will charge you less than the market price, but I have a condition.Me: What is. A few weeks later, I was traveling from Mumbai to Chennai with mom by train. We were in the AC compartment that had lockable doors. Until a few minutes before departure, we were alone in that compartment so we were eagerly looking forward to fucking on the train that night.But, just before the train left, two good-looking guys in their thirties walked in and introduced themselves as Ravi and Ajay. They were going to be in the same cabin so that dashed my hopes of fucking mom that night. Or so I. Main us se baat krna chahta tha but himmat nai ho rahi thi. Kuch der baad mera eye contact hua and usne ek sexy si smile di. Maine apna intro dia and usne apna naam bataya Pooja (name changed). Phr usne mere baare me poocha kya karte ho, college etc. Phr usne bataya vo married hai, uski shaadi ko 5 saal ho gaye hai and uske husband buisnessman hai. Vo apne husband k sath pune me hi rehti hai. I was very happy. Kuch der baad usne poocha koi gf h kya?Den i said nai aaj tak koi aap jaisi mili hi.