Author's Note: the first part of the story is like beginning of the journey of the main character. so depending of readers interest, there will be more parts.


Part 1

It was half an hour remaining to reach the train to the station of my destiny. I was a fresh graduate from a designing school n was moving to big city to fulfil my dreams. But there was a dream I was living while since years, and that was of cross-dressing. I started Cross-dressing since I was 14. Whenever I get chance, I used to wear my mom's cloths or few from my own hidden collection. Now I was 21 and have nice n smooth body. Thin and toned waist just about 28 inches, lady like hands and small wrists, nicely curved hips which I earned with some hard work. Eventually with some of God's bless and with some of my effort I am succeeded to maintain my body which can make a girl jealous if I would b a girl. My weight is only 51kg and height is 5'6".

Now back to the day of the journey. From that day I was going to become free and going to live my life on my conditions. And I was so much happy because I can now fulfil my fantasies of cross-dressing anytime I want. And I wanted to start it by now before entering the city. I took my bag and went to a train toilet. In there I took out a smaller bag from which was containing my favourite cloths. My red padded bra and panty, a red legging, and matching designer kurti (if u r an Indian u will understand what kurti is or u can Google it) than 3 inch high sandals, but before putting that all on. I tapped my already erect private part between my legs so that it cannot be visible like a bulge after putting on girls clothes. Then I started to get ready. I put on my bra and put small water bags which r small sealed plastic bags containing water. Because of water it gives me real sensation of having boobs. Then panty and rest of cloths and footwear. One ultimate thing remain was a big scarf which I tied around my face and over the head, usually Indian girls do. So that nobody can see my face and recognize that I am a male. I observed myself into the toilet mirror and without showing my face I can easily passé as a slim n sexy woman, though not so curvy but gracefully beautiful.

By the time I got ready my destination arrived but I waited inside the toilet for some time to empty the train so there would b not much people and lessen the chances of recognizing me. I came out dressed as a girl and walked out of the train. I came out from the station cat walking and stopped by a taxi. I told the driver the place to go and got in, unaware from what was awaiting for me. After about 20 minute taxi came to a deserted road, but however city was new for me, so I didn't get any wrong idea. Suddenly driver stopped the taxi on that road and before I say anything a guy entered the taxi and in a second he put on a big cloth cover over my head. The cover was long enough to put my entire body in it but he only covered me till waist as I was sitting and tied it there with a rope. He then tied another rope to my chest or better say breast and gagged my already covered mouth with a cloth. I protest and struggled in small space of the taxi but it was hopeless. He also tied my ankles, knees and thighs together. I struggled in my bondage but he added more ropes to tied me to chest and waist level preventing movements of my hands which were free inside cloth cover. He even added another cleave gag over my mouth preventing even little noise coming from my mouth. Then the taxi started and moving again. I was scared by this sudden attack and struggling constantly to get free but I was tied so tightly and the cloth covering my upper half body was preventing me from seeing anything. Even I was tied helplessly the other guy who tied me kept hold of me. I lost the track of the time because of struggling so I didn't know how much taxi moved, but when it stop, both man got out of the taxi and carried me to some place. Where they dropped me to some corner. Meanwhile I heard their conversation, one said"we are lucky we found this chick. It was our last chance to fulfil boss' requirement otherwise we would be out of the job. I was so much scared and shaking by those words and struggled with all my strength to get free. They left me there struggling. I heard door closed behind them. I felt so aroused as well as scared, because this was my fantasy being helpless girl captured by some baddies and left alone to my destiny, but the worst side of the situation was that this was really happening and I was unaware what was going to happen to me.

After about 2-3 hours again I heard the door open and few people saying "come boss, we have got very beautiful chick. Which will be sold with very high bid?" Oh God, they are going to sell me. I am victim of human trafficking or forced prostitution. One of the guys slapped on my face cease my struggle and shut me up. He warned me not to move otherwise he will kill me. I got scared and stop struggling. He began to cut the cloth with a knife. Seeing knife point coming through the cloth and so close to my face I freeze like a statue. He cut the cloth until my head can come out through it, but my head was still covered with the scarf I had tied around it. His hand reached the scarf and that was the moment I scared most because my identity was going to reveal, and I was unable to protest. He removed my scarf and now was their time to get shocked. I saw 4 guys, one was holding the knife, and another three was standing beside me. Buy seeing me; one of them shouted towards two of them "what the hell is this. Is this a beautiful girl? This is fucking transgender bitch. I am not going to pay you a penny. Get lost from my eyes and don't ever show your ugly faces." He snapped out of the house and one guy followed him casually while two of them run after him begging and trying to stop him. Few minutes letter two came back who were begging to the boss, they were angry. They started shouting towards me n kicked in my stomach, and few slaps on my face. I cried in pain but gagged so only muffle came out. They were so angry and stabbed me for a while and kept speaking "fancy girl. Wanna become a girl? Take this." And hit in my groin. Pain was unbearable but I was helpless. And they kept hitting me on my private part until they got tired. When I was exhausted and half conscious, they put me in the taxi. It was dark and silence outside. They took me to some far place and throw me out from the taxi while I was still tied. I passed out.

When I woke up I found myself in some hospital. A police inspector was sitting next to me. He was waiting for me to wake up. I tried to go up but he told me to stay on the bed and told me that police got a call about me day before and bring me here. He inquired about what happened. I told him everything, but I was unable to tell which place they took me. He nod and sympathised me saying that police will do capture the criminals their best and may be call me to recognise captured criminals. While going he stopped and told me that because of the serious damage in my private part I cannot become a dad now. And I got upset by listening this. My mind become blank and I lay there motionless for hours. Slowly thoughts came to mind about my future and I was so depressed. I thought of committing suicide. But I was not that weak, also there was no way I could return home now. My family is so conservative that they will not accept me if I am not able to give them their heir. The only way was to live alone forever on your own. If this is my destiny, then I will write it my way. And fulfil what I desired.

After recovery, I started working in and Advertising agency. I was talented in my profession. So I got pretty good salary. And within six month I got promoted to lead designer. Slowly and steadily I was trying to forget the incident happened to me. But since I started my job, I started saving an amount for my future plan. And I consulted a doctor for my sex change. To become a girl I had to live life as a girl for one year. So after working for 1 year I have earned quite good reputation with my dedication towards the work. I talked to my director about the incident took place a year back and told him that I want to have sex change operation and for that I will need their support. I hesitated telling him that I will have to live fulltime as a girl for a year. But he took me out from his office where rest of the staff's cubical was and told everyone about my conflicts and announced that from tomorrow I will be a girl named Namee and everyone would call me madam instead of sir. Everyone cheered accepting me as I am. I was happy seeing that my office mates were so supportive. Director also told me that my operation cost will be covered by medical insurance given by the company. I was more than happy that time. I and Lara-my close friend in office, went for a shopping that evening. She helped me buy dresses, skirts, jeans and tees, pullovers, sandals and heels, wigs, bra and panties, accessories, makeup kit, lipsticks and nail polishes. We were loaded with bags and I was with excitement. We went to my home, and I unload everything on my bedroom floor and on the bed. I was so happy seeing my dream was about to fulfil and so aroused by looking all the stuffs I bought for myself. I was taking each cloth in my hand and kissing them and rubbing them to my chick. Lara was watching me and smiling at me as she also was happy for me. After few minutes she said," ok my would be lovely chick now come here and let me make you a pretty girl." Then she waxed extra hairs from my body and ordered me to take bath. And gave me a pair of black padded bra and panty. I took a bath and came out wearing bra and panty. Lara gave me pair of fake boobs which were sized to the bra I was wearing. I inserted them into each of the cup of the bra. Then I started to wear jeans but Lara stopped me and gave me a denim short skirt which she has bought for me. I smiled and took the skirt from her hand and slide up my legs. It was tight one snagging my thighs. I like it so much. Then I put on black tank top. And over that I warn an extra loose gray t-shirt. Then I tied a knot to the right side of the t-shirt so it become shorter and displayed my waist slightly. She smiled and said that I have got dressing sense. Then she made me sit on the stool beside dressing table but not facing the mirror. Then she put a short hair wig on my head and fixed it. Done my make-up, eye liners n light coloured eye shadows, foundation, pink lipstick, then she painted my nail with light green nail polish. Then she rubbed a moisturiser she has specially bought for me and my skin looked brighter and smoother. One last thing remain was footwear. I was already good heighted so she made me wear flat sandals. Then she made me close my eyes and turn me around towards mirror. When I open my eyes, I saw most amazing and beautiful sight of my life. My living dream. A cute girl was standing beside me. I was speechless. I was looking truly beautiful. Lara had done a great job help me Choosing me right stuffs and teaching me their proper use. This was the first day of my second life.