Part 2 - Flowers Complimenting my look

Lockdown Diaries

A short and sweet story of a husband who was introduced to feminine side of him by his wife during lockdown.

  • Sana Sri
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Kavya also explained that, keeping hair braided will cause less breakage to the hair and will look less frizzy. And she told me that, if I like it, I can braid my hairs daily until I cut them. I thought it as a good solution for my growing hair anyway, since I’m not going out as well. Kavya showed many styles and finally, I liked the side parted hairstyle with a braid. Very soon I learnt the art of braiding and daily we braided each others’ hair.

One day, when I was working in the kitchen, she came behind me and kept something in my hair. When I turned, I found that she kept a lot of Jasmine flowers in my head. I got shocked and asked her not to play. She told me that my hairs are smelly and keeping flowers will help reduce the same, which will also add some nice fragrance to it, and that’s why ladies normally keep flowers in their head. I didn’t like the idea of wearing flowers and tried to avoid it. But Kavya was pushing so hard that she even threatened me that, if I didn’t keep flowers, I have to sleep outside. And since I don’t want to spoil our romance, I agreed to keep flowers even though I didn’t like it. But over time, I liked the mild fragrance of my hairs and found it was so relaxing and calming. Regularly she used to bring flowers from the nearby shop. And when she didn’t bring them, I felt something was missing and my hairs smelled differently. So I shyly opened up to Kavya about my liking towards the flowers. Kavya was more than happy and eagerly agreed to get the Jasmine flowers for me daily.

It was very funny and unbelievable that within 4 months of lockdown, I have undergone so many changes. My beard and moustache are gone. My hairs have grown below my neck, which I regularly apply oil and braid like a girl. And strangely, I am crazily addicted towards the fragrance of Jasmine flowers. Kavya now buys me double the amount of flowers that she bought me earlier. I like to keep it freshly, so I change the flowers twice in a day. Kavya loved to hug me from backside and smell my flowers. I have never tried to back out these changes, as they brought so much love and fun to our life. I thought it is okay to be crazy for sometime.

Five months after lockdown, I feel like I’ve got used to this life and will find it very difficult when we return to normal life. I never grew a beard or moustache any longer. My hairs grew softer and silky and it now reaches below mid of my back. I like to keep my hairs parted sideways and then braided. In our bed, Kavya gets very horny and naughty seeing my braid and Jasmine flowers. While she gets horny, I liked to be a submissive partner and wanted her to play with me.

Five months of household works had nice effect on my physique as well. I was always little chubby and the regular housework, helped me lose my weight. Still, I had some extra fat around my chest, which now stands out separately like Breasts. It gets more visible when I wear any tight t-shirt. One day, I was doing some work and Kavya went out for shopping. Suddenly, the door bell rang and I went out to see who it was. It was an Amazon delivery guy to deliver our order. When I opened the door he spoke, “Hello Madam. Good Day! Mrs. Kavya Raj?“. I was about to speak and suddenly realized that he called me Madam… Damn!! I now realize, I braided my hairs with Jasmine flowers. Without saying anything, I took the package from him and then went inside to keep the parcel and brought the cash. The guy was constantly ogling at me and I was getting embarrassed. I looked like a girl wearing tight T-shirt and track pants, with my chests looks like small breasts. He was having a mischievous smile and said, “Madam, Don’t mistake me. You look really very beautiful, Your hairs with the jasmine flowers looks very nice on you. But for a married woman, bindi and mangalsutra are still missing. You will look even more beautiful and traditional ma’am. You are a married lady, please wear Mangalsutra madam“. The guy kept talking as if I’m his wife. I got both embarrassed and angry and immediately shut the door.

I got highly frustrated, so I removed the flowers and threw them away. I started crying as I never felt so embarrassed and shamed in my life. I decided that, I will never wear flowers or braid my hair hereafter. Kavya returned after sometime and I did not talk to her. She sensed something wrong and I told her about the guy and the comments he made. Hearing that, Kavya laughed out loud and said. “Oh my God Raj!! A guy saw you once and thought you as girl. Being so close, I didn’t realize that so far. Come here, let me see you“. She forcibly pulled and made me stand near her. She then looked at me closely. Her eyes fixed on my small man boobs under my tight T-shirt and my hairs. She was like, “Seriously Raj!! You really look like an adult girl. I really want to see you as a complete girl with makeup, accessories, dress and everything“. I was angry on her and told that I am not going to wear girl dresses or makeup. Kavya started to get more adamant and she wanted to dress me for sure. After few hours of argument and silence, I reluctantly agreed for the makeup and dressing to calm her.

It took an hour for Kavya to do my full makeup. And then I wore her lehenga. When she took me to the mirror, I was completely shocked to see me as a young girl in her 20s. I never thought that my face look so girly. Also, my face resembled my mother, when she was young. I had my mother’s photo in my purse and when I showed it to Kavya, she told I now look 100% like my mother. I was more emotional and remembered all my happy memories of my mother who died a year back.

Kavya started to get more adamant and she wanted to dress me for sure. After few hours of argument and silence, I reluctantly agreed for the makeup and dressing to calm her.

Kavya cheered me and now started calling me as Raji. Very soon, I was also blushing and shy when she was telling me that I look pretty and beautiful. After sometime, I asked her to remove the makeup, but she told me not to remove it as I look more pretty in that dress and makeup. She wanted to have romance with the whole makeup and dress. In short, she wanted to romance with Raji. And playfully, I told her that, she should be Kavin then and not Kavya. And immediately, she wore my T-shirt and shorts.

That night, Kavya started to treat me as a woman, and in bed, she become more naughty. She started to play with my chest like breasts, and started to kiss and started undress me. She was fully referring me as Raji and I playfully referred her as Kavin. That night, we had sex and she came on top of me and fucked me like her wife. She played with my fleshy chest, which she now started to refer as boobs. I was continuously moaning in pleasure, giggling and blushing for her comments while getting fucked like a woman.

Next day, we both were laughing loudly about the things happened last night. Since it was weekend, Kavya wanted to continue our play for next two days. Initially, I opposed, but very soon she convinced me. And this time, I was fully dressed as a bride in her bridal saree and jewellery. The silk saree and the jewellery was naturally getting me more shy, and Kavya was treating me like her newly married wife. I happily submitted myself as Raji to my husband Kavin. And with a lovely sexy session, Kavya referred it as our first night. That two days was like a dream in our married life. Kavya dressed me in different sarees and salwars and I was happily modelling in everything for her, keeping my head down in shyness when she made naughty comments about my boobs or ass. Like a dutiful wife, I did all house works including cooking and happily served my husband.

Very soon our crossdressing has become more frequent and a new normal. Nowadays I was mostly referred as Raji and I refer her as Kavin. We explored the internet and learnt more about crossdressing, through which I was learning to make myself more feminine. We read crossdressing stories together and very often end up in a kinky role play and sex.

The delivery guy came to our house a couple of times and was very happy when sawme fully dressed with jewels, bindi and kukmum in my middle parted hair. He told that now I look more pretty like a traditional wife. This time, it was more natural for me to smile at him to acknowledge his praise. Kavya mentioned that it was signs that I’m becoming more feminine and we both loved it.

Almost after a year after, the Corona Virus outbreak was finally controlled all over the world by the hard work of Scientists and Doctors across the globe. Most of the world population was vaccinated and protected from the virus. Life is finally back to normal and after twelve months being jobless, our Hotel was reopened and I was ready to go to work.

Kavya was very sad that we won’t be able to continue our crossdressing and romantic role play sessions. But she was also happy that I got my job back. To be honest, I also loved our crossdressing and role play sessions very much. I got used to living as Raji. Heavyhearted, I cut my lengthy hair I grew up to mid back. When I returned home, Kavya was waiting with a sweet surprise gift. She has ordered a nice wig online. We both got very excited and the hairs were touching my butts. I wore the wig and my braided hair danced below my hips and butt. I was swaying my hips in front of Kavya and my braid was oscillating. I made fun that day that my hair is lengthy than her.

We never stopped our crossdressing and role play adventures and our love life touched new heights daily. I eagerly wait for every evening to get dressed as Raji with my wig and jasmine flowers, wear a nice saree and behave like a nice wife and lover to my dear Kavin (Kavya). Soon God blessed us with a baby boy and now I am another mother to take care of him.

P.S: This story was originally written by Sana Sri If the content owner is having any concern in publishing the content in my site then content will be removed without any second thought.

All the images that are used in the story belongs to me(Meghana Dixit) as I had a very similar experience during these lockdown days.

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