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

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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

This is Part III 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. But fortunately I got seat in one of a good college at my city and joined in there. Unfortunately I had to cut my hair as I joined college. But I cut in such a way that my hair was until back of my neck. I became so close to mom as only mom and I were at home all the time. She was also happy that I joined in the same city otherwise she would be alone at home.

Things went on normally until a day that almost shook everything and it was about to change everything in my life. It was 02-Dec-2005. I came from college at around 2.30 PM and as usual I went to the bathroom and checked on mom’s used clothes and took it to my room and wore it. I dressed myself in her black used bra and white panty. Then I took one of my favourite saree of mom (an orange chiffon saree) and started draping it. I put on some make up too and was lying in bed. Somehow I slept without even knowing when I slept. I didn’t know how long I slept but when I got up and checked the time it was 6.30 PM. I was shocked to see the time and realized that my mom may come at anytime and quickly undressed me and folded saree and took off the bra and panty too and came out of the room wearing my shorts and t-shirt. In one hand I was having the saree blouse and petticoat and in other hand I was having the used bra and panty. To my shock mom was already there in hall sitting in the sofa. I was dumbstruck and did not know what to do next. Without making any noise I went back to the room and hid all the dresses and pretended like sleeping again. After sometime I woke up and came out of the room. As if nothing had happened I went and sat next to her and asked her and asked her when did she come? She did not answer I got afraid and I didn’t know what to do. Also I was not having the courage to look into her eyes and talk. But I heard her sobbing. I just took hold of her hands. She turned her head towards me and I can see her eyes are red with anger and tears. The conversation is as follows.

Mom: What were you doing when I came?
Me: When did you return to home mom?
Mom: I came by 5. I tried knocking the door for sometime then used the key with me to open the door. I then changed the dress and came to see you in your room. I was totally shocked about what I saw in your room. What is this? How long are you doing this? Who taught you all this? Is it really you who is behaving like this?
Me: Mom… I… I am… I am sorry about all this. Actually I… I was not doing… I am…
(She gave me a slap in my cheek. Oops it still hurts me…)
Me: Mom???!!! Mom you have never hit me in my life. I am sorry (I was crying by holding mom’s hand).
Mom: Don’t talk with me at all. Get lost.
(She told and went off. I went behind her to her room.)
Me: Mom. Please listen to me. I want to talk with you. Please.
(I was still in tears. She turned towards me)
Mom: About what? What story are you going to tell to me?
Me: Please… Mom… I want to talk to you. Please…
(She was still crying and saw me and with tears she asked me)
Mom: I was almost dead when I saw you like this. Why did you do like this?
Me: Mom to be honest. You are the reason for all this.
Mom: What?? Me?? How can you say like this to me??
Me: Show me any one of my photo in young age dressed as a boy. You always wanted a girl child when I was a kid and now when I dress up as a girl you are crying and hitting me. Why is that you changed me and you change your mind now and asking me why I changed. It is you who changed me and it is you who is the reason for me to be like this. I was craving so long for you to dress me up as a girl. I was waiting for you to braid my hair and do make up to me to look like a girl. Even now I want you to stop crying and hug me and say I would have helped you if you had asked me already as I wanted a daughter always. Why you are not saying like this but just hit me and cry like this?
(I don’t know how I got the courage to say all this. Saying this with anger and tear I left the place without waiting for her answer or her reaction)

I did not come out of the room the whole night and the next day was a Saturday and as Dad came after a month things went on normally with mom and me. We didn’t talk normally, just the normal stuffs like calling to lunch or dinner and so on. Dad left the same day evening. I dropped him off in the railway station and came home having my dinner outside. I came home around 9.30 and went to my room directly without talking to mom. I heard the door knock once I changed my dress and sat on the bed. It was mom and she called me for dinner. I told her that I had dinner outside. She then told she is yet to have dinner as she was waiting for me. I did not know what to say as I was feeling very bad about myself and my behaviour to her. I told her Sorry and told her that I will serve her food. We did not talk anything n the dining table. She looked straight into my eyes and offered food from her hand like feeding me. I can see tears in her eyes and with the same tear in my eye I bent forward to eat from her hand. Then I took some food in hand and offered her. She ate it. We were smiling at each other after that. Once she had her food she came to my room and started talking about the things happened on Friday evening.

She on a kind tone asked how long am I doing like this. I told her the entire story of how I used her dress and cousin’s dress and how I got interested in all this (I didn’t say about the peeking stuffs or about playing with her while she is on sleep).

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