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BAD HOROSCOPE PART-3

Just like that I spent my 10 days at the Priest's house. There was a Guest room there for the people who wants to stay there. On the tenth day my mom and priest's wife discussed something while I didn't keep my attention to them. At the time of lunch they made a special curry for me. It was very tasty and I ate it till my tummy was full. After some time I felt sleepy and went to bed and slept. But something was going on while I was asleep.

.                   Me sleeping in the bed

When I woke up I was in shock!!!. I was frightened of what I was seeing. I was sitting on a chair in front of the goddess. I was wearing a Half saree which had a mixture of pink and purple color combination. My hair was braided and adorned with tikka, and lots of flowers, I can fell the weight in on my head. They applied Make-up to me, my eyes had purple eyeshadow, mascara, and kajal. My lips had dark prink lipstick. When I felt something holding my chest I saw down and that's when I realize that I wore a bra. I felt like like I was down in hell. That's when I started to move my legs and I felt something is there between my legs then I realize that they fixed a chastity to my manhood. When I was in my sleep they waxed my whole body to make it soft and smooth, Because of that my body was burning.

.          Ladies surrounded around me

  I started to stand but my legs were tied up. I can't stand. I started to cry and scream. The ladies around me were chanting and praying to the goddess. I asked them  what's happening to me, They said that they mixed some sleeping drug in my special curry to make me go to sleep.  They are going to submit me to the goddess as a girl by making me into a full girl. After the prayer they came  near me and put little Haldi (Turmeric paste) on cheeks and on hands. One of the ladies came from the goddess idol with a plate, When I saw the plate I was freaked out!!!. It has a nose ring and three sets of large Jumkas and a set of earrings, and a set of ear studs. The Priest's wife (head priest) came to me with a hot needle and I was moving my face randomly to restrain them, but the ladies around us came to me and held me tight. Then the head priest pierced three holes in my left ear, I was screaming in pain and she didn't care about my pain and went to pierce my right ear. Then the ladies took the jewellery and put it into my newly pierced holes. The jumkas were hitting the cheeks. Then she came near my face, That's when I understood that she was going to pierce my nose, the ladies held me tight and the head priest pierced my left side of my nose. The ladies fixed the nose ring in my nose. Then all of them started calling Jahnavi again and again. Then the ladies came near me and inserted Bangles into my both hands, there were so many bangles in my hands and they were making the annoying sounds. Then my mother came to me and put Payals to my legs. 
Now they untied me and took me near the goddess to worship. I worshiped the goddess


.              Going to worship the goddess 


I went to my home after 10 days. When I reached my home I ran into my room and started crying. I didn't change into other clothes and slept on the bed. 

              entering into the house 

When I woke up and went to the mirror to see myself, and I see a beautiful girl seeing at me. The pain in my ears and nose is still more. BUT THIS WAS JUST BEGINNIG OF THE WORST HE DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT'S COMING NEXT......

               seeing myself in the mirror 

TO BE CONTINUED....... 

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This story is purely fictional and does not encourage any hatred or doesn't mean to hurt anyone. If the owners of the images want me to take down, I will respect it and takedown the images

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