Mother Accepts Cross Dressing Son As Daughter And Incest Saga Part IV

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Mother Accepts Cross Dressing Son As Daughter And Incest Saga Part I

Mother Accepts Cross Dressing Son As Daughter And Incest Saga Part II

Mother Accepts Cross Dressing Son As Daughter And Incest Saga Part III

This is Part IV of “Mother Accepts Cross Dressing Son As Daughter And Incest Saga Part I”. If you have not read the previous parts please read them too. Now back to the story. She heard everything patiently and then came near me and hugged me and told “I can understand your feeling now. Knowingly or unknowingly I also became a reason for this. I didn’t know that the things I did in childhood had this much impact in you. I am really sorry about all this things and I am sorry for beating you the other day which I had never done before. From now on I give you full freedom for you to be yourself. I love you so much my dear”. Hearing this I cried and told sorry to her for what ever happened and also told that I won’t so anything like this hereafter. While she was leaving my room she told that we need to go out tomorrow, so be ready soon in the morning. I slept off very well and was feeling relieved about all this.

The next day I was ready and we had our breakfast and mom told me to take car to go out. She told that she needs to go to the beauty parlour that she usually goes. I was the one who usually takes her there and so we went there and I told mom that as usual I will wait outside for her. But she told me to come in as no one will be there today. I hesitated to go in but mom insisted me to come in and so we went in. The lady greeted both of us and told that she was waiting for us. Both the ladies were talking for some time and in the middle the lady will see me and smile at me. After some time she came to me and told me to come with her and told everything is ready. Puzzled with her invite I saw with a question mark in my face. Mom with a smile told to do as per her instructions and told that I will love it at the end of it. She took me to the room and told me to change into a towel and remove all my dress. I was shocked and came out of the room and told mom what happened there. She smiled and told this session is just for you and just does whatever she says. I then asked mom what she has on mind. She told that if you love me really don’t ask any more questions.

After this I did not ask anything I just went in. I was given a cloth just to hide my manhood and she applied some cream all over my body. She also applied over moustache and beard too and made me wait for 15 minutes. Then she cleaned all the cream with a wipe and I can see all my body hairs were removed along with it. I was really excited and was not able to believe what was happening to me as my mom has not only shown a green signal for dressing but also she started helping me. I was literally in a different world and was eagerly waiting what is going to happen next. Once the lady removed all the cream she did something to my nails (“Pedicure” I came to know the name later). She then told me to bath in warm water and I was really loving my hairless body which with a fair akin resembled a girl’s body. I enjoyed the bath altogether and came out in towel. Mom was waiting there and I was in all smiles seeing her. She came close to me and saw me closely and told that my body is perfect like a girl’s body. Saying this she took a tape and measured my chest which showed 38”. She then took a padded bra and told that she guessed my size correctly and told me to wear it. It was a black bra of mom. I realized it immediately and saw her. She told “Yes. It’s mine and it’s a gift to my sweet daughter”. I was so happy hearing this and asked her “Are you really ok with me in this dress mom?” She told “Yes. I love to have a daughter.”

I hugged her tightly and thanked her for understanding me. She told me that we have to go out so wear the bra soon. I wore it then and she gave me something to fill in the cups of bra. Then she gave me a black t-shirt and the same jeans that I was wearing and told me to sit on the chair there. The parlour lady came there and she applied some make up, lip stick and eye liner and fitted a wig in my hair. I looked like a perfect girl. I was so happy to see me as a perfect girl. I looked like a modern girl and we went out of the parlour. Mom was riding the car now and she took me for shopping. We bought a dozen of bra and panties all in different types. All these were bought after I tried them in the trial room under mom’s supervision and 3 salwars and 4 sarees. Mom then took me to the tailor shop to stitch blouses for the sarees and the salwars. Blouse designs were with low neck and low back. Mom took few sarees too. She also gave blouses for stitching the tailor lady took my measurements and told everything will be ready by next week. We went back home around 4PM after lunch and I was totally happy with all the things that happened the whole day. On the way back home we bought some fancy ear rings for mom and myself (clip on for me). I was not in a stable state as I can’t believe the things happening around me. I thoroughly enjoyed the shopping experience as I had many guy’s having their eyes on me.

Back home mom undressed me and told me to wear one of her blouse that fits me well and I wore a pink blouse which fits me well. She gave a pink petticoat of her as well. After I wore them I saw myself n the mirror and was so happy that I looked so feminine. Mom took a pink saree from her wardrobe and she came near me and she is the one who tied the saree to me. I was standing still like a statue as my dream come true with mom dressing me up. After she draped the saree to me, she kept fleets so nicely to make me look sexy and attractive. Then she asked me what she should wear. I suggested a green saree for her. She started undressing her salwar in front of me and I turned back seeing it. After some minutes she touched my back and turned me towards her to help her hook her bra. She told “This is one of your favourite duties right? You can do it daily from now on. Now hook my bra Anju”. I did so as she said and asked her why she called me Anju. She told “That’s the name I selected for the baby when I was pregnant. Anjana (a) Anju”

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