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How I Escape....

I can't believe that they feminized me. . It was decided that every night one boy went to girls hostel for ragging because senior girls ragged one by one every student of the college. It was my turn to be ragged so that one senior girl took me in their hostel for ragging. They ragged me two hour by little tasks and introductions. I was rewarded by a number of slaps between this. It was my bad luck or else that the hostel warden man came there to inspect all the room. Girls have no option to save me from warden eyes. So they took me the last room of the hostel and ordered me to get necked. I did not know what to be happened. They call more girls and said that they have half hour and between this make him a convincing girl. I was only shocked and girls came to me and pushed me in bathroom. I could not see what they do twenty girls at a time forced me to do everything and after half an hour,I was ready as girl.
I took a look on me.I was in green saree. My body hair was removed and they placed a wig on my head. Even I was shocked to see myself in the mirror. They did little make up as lipstic,cream,powder etc. They also used some jwells as earring,anklets,neckless bangles. Two girls stay in the room and other went away. They told me that I would not speak in front of warden. After five minute warden came and after inspection she went another room. My breathe was in my innert whenever she was in room she did not asked me any questions  so it was relief to me. When the warden went from hostel. Girls again surrounded me. They inspect me and praised for their job. They teased me that I completely gave a complex of any girl and I was looking between than a boy. Now they said that they rageed me liked a girl. I sang for them I dance for them and did some girly item number for them. After all this they took some pictures of my new get up and leave me by saying that I would be ready in future when they calling me for this type of ragging...

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