Deepak was an average rude student who had fallen deeply in love with Hema, the most beautiful and talented girl in his class. Hema was the center of attention in college—she excelled in studies, shone in extracurricular activities, and her smile could light up any room. Every boy wanted to win her heart, but Deepak’s feelings for her were genuine.
Yet, he was too scared to tell her. What if she said no? What if she told others, and he became the joke of the college? The thought made him shudder. But he couldn’t just sit and do nothing. He needed help, and he thought of the one person who could make a difference: his cousin, Aishwarya. She was Hema’s best friend and knew her better than anyone else.
The next day, Deepak went to Aishwarya’s house. She welcomed him with her usual cheerful smile.
“Deepak, what’s up? You look so nervous!” Aishwarya teased, setting aside her book.
Deepak hesitated, then blurted out, “I’m in love with your best friend, Hema. Please help me impress her!”
Aishwarya raised her eyebrows in surprise but soon started laughing. “Hema? You like Hema .
Well, you’re not the only one! Every guy in college wants her. But…” she paused, her eyes glinting with mischief, “…I might help you. But first, I have a question.”
“What question?” Deepak asked, confused.
“Have you ever worn girls’ clothes?” Aishwarya asked, her tone casual but the question completely catching him off guard.
“Girls’ clothes? What? Why would you ask that?” Deepak stammered.
“Just answer,” Aishwarya insisted, grinning.
Deepak scratched his head, a little embarrassed. “Well… when I was a kid, my mom used to dress me up in my sister’s clothes for fun. She thought I looked cute in frocks and skirts, and she even tied ribbons in my hair. I remember one time during a family function, she made me wear my sister’s party frock and said I looked prettier than my sister! My aunties wouldn’t stop teasing me. But that was just childhood stuff!”
Aishwarya burst out laughing. “I can totally imagine that! But what about recently? Have you tried it after growing up?”
Deepak shook his head firmly. “No! Why would I do that? And why are you even asking me this?”
Aishwarya leaned back with a sly smile. “Because Hema has a unique taste. She likes boys who are open to trying different things, even dressing up like girls. She finds it adorable and fun. she used to dress up her younger brother in her clothes all the time. She’d make him wear her frocks, do his hair, and even put makeup on him. He hated it at first, but she always convinced him by saying he looked like a doll. She loved doing it, and honestly, he didn’t seem to mind after a while.”…
Deepak was stunned. “Are you serious? Hema did that to her brother?”
Absolutely,” Aishwarya said. “Hema loves the idea of boys wearing girls' dresses. She always finds it so cute and feels so happy seeing their shy and embarrassed expressions. In fact, she even did this to some senior boys at school. They used to tease her and make fun of her, so she complained to the teachers and suggested they punish the boys by making them wear girls' uniforms.”
Deepak hesitated, his mind racing. “So… what do you suggest I do?”
“I’ll help you,” Aishwarya said with a wink. “Come to my house tomorrow morning. No one will be home, and I’ll dress you up. Trust me, once Hema sees this side of you, she’ll think you’re special.”
Deepak felt a mix of fear and determination. “Okay. I’ll do it,” he said finally, even though his heart was pounding.
Aishwarya smiled brightly. “Good decision! Don’t worry, Deepak. This will work. And who knows? You might even enjoy it!”
