K For Karan, K For Kareena

Chapter 2.4 – The Dressing Ritual

The earrings still tingled slightly, but Karan — or was it Kareena now? — kept touching them with shy fingers. He was still getting used to the wait which jhumkas were adding. They jingled softly, whispering: you’ve already begun.

But Rekha and Rani weren’t done yet. They had plans.

Rekha (clapping):"Chalo madam, ab natak band karo. Ab toh bahu ke sajne ka waqt aa gaya hai!"

Rani pulled open the cupboard and pulled out the dazzling red salwar suit — and, folded neatly underneath, a padded black bra.

Rani (grinning):"Kareena ji, aapki body toh abhi bhi flat bread jaisi hai. Thoda filling dena padega!"

Karan (frowning):"Filling?! Kya matlab?"

Rekha (mock horror):"Matlab yeh ki agar bra ke andar khaali maidan mile, toh saara look hi fail ho jaata hai!"

Rani (teasing): "Flat-chested bahu? Arre sasuraal wale toh kahenge, ‘yeh kya school ka ladka le aaye ho?’"

Karan looked panicked.

Karan: "Bhabhi! Di! Yeh sab zaroori hai?"

Rekha pulled open a small pouch — full of soft cotton pads and two silicone inserts. She lifted one up and patted it lovingly.

Rekha: "Zaroori hai, warna bra toh pehn lo, lekin andar fridge jaisa khaali lagega."

Rani (laughing): "Main keh rahi hoon, 34B bana do. Thoda bounce hona chahiye jab chale ho!"

Rekha: "Bounce?! Pura tarbooj bana degi kya? 32 kaafi hai. Pehli baar wali bahu hai, gradually size badhaayenge."

Karan (groaning): "Main yahin hoon… mujhe bhi sunai deta hai!"

They both burst out laughing, and Karan, reluctantly, cracked a sheepish smile.

Rekha:"Lo, madam. Pyaar se pehn lo. Yeh sirf kapda nahi hai — naya roop hai."

Karan: “Bhabhi..Didi..Bra jaroori hai kya? Main kuch aur nahi pehan sakta?”

Rani: “ Jaroori hai meri jaan bahut jaroori hai. Karan nahi chahiye, Kareena chahiye hume”

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Dressing Begins

Karan slipped into the Bra. Rekha had to help him. Rekha put the sillicon pads inside. It hugged his chest tightly. With the padding, it gave him an unfamiliar presence — two soft mounds that felt like real boobs and added weight to his chest.

Karan (awkwardly):"Bhabhi… yeh toh chipak raha hai!"

Rekha:"Toh chipakne do. Bahu aur bra dono tight hi ache lagte hain."

Then came the pantie— a sexy lacy black pantie. Karam was ashamed. Rani handed it to Karan with Salwar.

Rani: “Jao Kareena baby, bathroom se pehan kar aa jao. Waise agar hamare samne change karna hai to bhi koi problem nahi hai.”

Both Rani and Rekha were laughing and Karan was embarrassed. His cheeks are red. He took both things and rushed to the bathroom.

Inside the bathroom when Karan touched the pantie he felt strange. It was so soft and it was so delicate. Moreover, it was rekha’s pantie. He smelled it and tried to smell Rekha’s scent though all he could smell was detergent.

He removed his underwear and put on the panties. It was so soft. Karan never felt something so soft against his skin. He felt strange but good. When he started wearing the salwar he panicked as his manhood was in full glory under the pantie and it seems that pantie will be ripped apart. Karan didn’t know why suddenly he had a boner.

He panicked. He didn’t know what to do. He just waited there for a few minutes and tried to focus on something else

unattractive. His science lectures, boring Class chaprasi. Luckily in a few minutes it was gone. He sighed in relief.

Rekha and Rani were shouting why Karan is taking so much time. He rushed to wear the salwar and came outside.

Rani (Playfully): “ Aye haye Kareen madam, kya baat itni der kaise. Khudh to nihar rahi thi kya aine mein”

Karan said nothing just dropped her gaze to the ground.

Rekha: : Are dekho to sahi se salwar bhi nahi bandhi hai. Mujhe hi bandhni padegi”

Rekha: "Kamar pe tight karo. Hips mein thoda curve aana chahiye. Warna toh ladka lagega suit."

They both tugged and adjusted the fabric while Karan stood like a mannequin, helpless and blushing.

Rekha helped Karan to wear the Kurti (Suit) — smoothing it against his bare skin and creating perfect curves. It was a tight fit and curves were very well accentuated due to this.

Rekha:"Seedha khade raho. Varna sahi se nahi pehana paoongi."

Karan (groaning):"Mujhe lag raha hai main tangdi kabab ban gaya hoon."

Rani:"Zaroor! Aur abhi toh tandoor mein sajna bhi baaki hai."

They laughed and pinned the dupatta over his padded chest, flowing down one shoulder.

Rani (stepping back):"Waah! Ab lag rahi ho ekdum bahu no.1. Ab toh sirf top ka kaam baaki hai."

Karan (confused): "Top ka kaam?"

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Hair Makeover

Rekha: "Haaye! Baal bhool gaye. Karan ki yeh middle-class ladke waali styling toh chalegi nahi."

Rani brought out her beauty kit: soft brushes, hair serum, pins, clips, and a small packet of clip-in extensions.

Karan (panicked): "Extensions bhi?! Mujhe toh sirf shampoo karna aata hai!"

Rani (teasing): "Aur ab seekh jao. Bahu banana full package hota hai. Tumhare baalon mein volume nahi hai, personality kaise aayegi?"

They combed his hair back, fluffed it with serum, then added a few subtle extensions that blended in. The length was enough now for a soft low bun.

Rekha twisted the hair into a graceful juda, pinning it neatly, letting a few soft curls fall over the sides.

Rani placed a ring of white gajra around the bun and smiled.

Rani: "Bas. Ab tu lag rahi ho ekdum sach ki bahu."

Karan (whispering): "Ye sab… main kaise kar raha hoon?"

Rekha (softly): "Kyunki yeh bhi tu hi hai. Bas pehchaan thodi der se ho rahi hai."

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Final Touches

Karan was on a stool back facing the mirror and he was Rani’s muse. Rani was playing with his face while Rekha was directing Rani about the makeup and looks.

Rani: “ Mujhe lag raha hai thodi smokey honi chahiye eyes”

Rekha : “ Are nahi, red dress hai thoda red hi rakhte hain”

Karan finally surrendered and said nothing. There was no point in raising any objections or his voice. He knew that both ladies were having their share of fun and any efforts of resistance was futile. Karan sighed and resigned to his fate.
Rani did the eyes and accentuated the cheekbones. She applied lipstick in a shade of pink. She spent a full hour making everything perfect.

Now came the bindi, bangles, payal, and kajal — soft, sensual touches.

Rani (placing bangles): "Waise tumhare haath toh ladkiyon se bhi zyada patle hain. Inmein choodiyan badi pyaari lagti hain."

Rekha (applying kajal): "Nazar na lage meri Kareena ko."

Mirror Moment

Kareena was led to the full-length mirror. She hesitated. Her heart pounded.
She looked.

Red Salwar suit. Gold bangles. Anklets. Earrings swaying softly. Low bun with gajra. A curvy chest inside the tight suit which was showing a good amount of cleavage like she had real boobs. Kohl-lined eyes.

A woman stared back. He tried to find any traces of Karan but he was disappointed.

There was no Karan, it was someone else who was staring back from the mirror…

Kareena!

Karan (barely audible): "Yeh main hoon?"

Rekha (hugging behind him): "Nahi. Yeh meri Kareena hai."

He raised one hand to touch his cheek. The bangles chimed.

He smiled — a little shyly, but from the heart.

Kareena.