"What is my babygirl upto",Ankita had written.
The bulge in my panties increased on reading this.
I was hit by a sudden wave of anxiety. I looked at the skirt, my legs and nails. It felt as if she saw me somehow and called me a girl. I panicked and immediately removed the skirt and the panties. I removed the nail paint with a remover before holding my phone again. My heart was still beating fast . I sat quietly on my bed looking at the panty and skirt lying on the floor. It was embarassing what I did ."I am never doing it again", I told myself. But on the brighter side now I can plan my girl's birthday properly.

I was spending a lot of time talking to her, as me , as Shreya. I was cautious not to mix up my texts. She was fond of Shreya. Within months Shreya had become her new bestie. One day she realised they had never met or spoken on call. She asked for her phone number. Initially I tried to turn her down . But given how close we had become ,It was difficult to refuse. I gave her my other phone number reluctantly. I knew this day will come , sooner or later. Luckily I was prepared for it. I have had vocal training in my school . I learnt classical music for few months but I got bored of it soon . I had become good at mimicry though post it and I was able to mimic the female voice . It wasn't perfect but it was enough for me to pass of as Shreya on call . It wasn't good enough to pass off in person though. I still didn't have the courage to talk to her. I needed to try it with someone else first.
I already had a golden goose for it,who is gonna pay for it as well. Ravi still hadn't seen my face and he had paid me over 15000 rupees excluding gifts. I asked him the price for my phone number and we settled at 5k.
As discussed a parcel arrived from Ravi. It was a large one this time. Last time he sent a book with money inside it. I opened the parcel and the moron had sent me a short red sleeveless dress along with a matching lacy bra and panty along with a letter and money as promised. The moment I saw the dress ,my heart started beating fast. I couldn't think for sometime, imagining someone wants to see me in this. I started thinking of what to do. My first thought was to throw it away. It was too costly to throw it to be honest. I finally decided what to do with it .
Ankita came home that weekend. As usual we started with beer, then we moved to weed. We were both high and I surprised her with the dress . She was very happy with the gift . She called it slutty but beautiful. She got changed and she looked stunningly beautiful in that. It was hard to resist . We had a good time that night. I told her to take it with her but she refused as her parents won't like it. She told me to keep it here for her. She left it in the laundry basket before leaving. She was very happy. Her birthday was still a week away and she already got her gift.
She stayed with me for the weekend and she looked a bit upset as Shreya wasn't replying . She wanted to show her the gift I gave her.

I didn't realise earlier but Ankita was talking to Shreya a lot more than she was talking to me. I didn't notice earlier as it was me either way. She told her a lot of things she didn't tell me. I was getting to know anyway but it hurts that she doesn't trust her boyfriend as much as an online girl she hasn't even met . She sent Shreya the pics of dress I gave her and she looked hot in them. I had sex with her dressed in that but it still turned me on . I have been talking to Ravi and Ankita as Shreya for over two months now and neither of them had seen my face properly . I had sent pics of the girl who is in my profile pic to other people but not to these two . They had only seen my profile pic,in which the girls back is turned towards the camera. Ravi was satisfied after seeing my legs and getting my phone number . He turned out to be very talkative and demanding. That guy was basically paying me my salary. Ankita on the other hand was pestering me for my phone number. I didn't have any choice. After trying my female voice out with Ravi , I finally called Ankita. I had no idea what I was starting.

"It feels so good to finally talk to you girl. I was dying to hear your voice", she said.
Most of my day was spent with talking to Ankita , as Shreya and as myself, then sometimes with Ravi. He paid me for every call. He was getting fond of me which was evident from his increasing demands . He started to ask me to show my hair. He kept pestering me untill I told him I had very short hair which he didn't like. He had a thing for long black hair and he was disappointed in me. I told him the amount he is paying me , he can get a hooker with the features he likes with a fraction of the amount. But he said that 'it wont be Shreya'. It was little embarassing for me to hear that . I could feel he was obsessed with me somehow. Maybe it's those things which is hard to get, you desire the most. He kept telling me he wants to see me in that red dress but I kept denying him the privilege.

I was spending my day pretending to be a woman over the phone while talking to my own girlfriend. She was spending so much time with a girl she has not met, she has not seen . Yet she would trust her with her life. She was sending Shreya hot pictures of her as well. I jerked off to them regularly . I felt she had something for Shreya. She sometimes casually asked for her pic which I turned down citing some nonsense excuse . She was content when the calls started ,hence she didn't force me for my pics.

Things were going well. We celebrate her birthday together. I planned an amazing evening together. I was happy. I had money without doing any hard work . I had my girl.
But happiness doesn't last for long. Ankita pinged Shreya and told her she was moving to France for her Masters
The moment I saw her text , a piece of me died. I knew what was coming next. She herself told me many times that long distance will never work. She called Shreya . My eyes were moist. My voice was stuttering. I knew I couldn't talk in female voice. I didn't pick up. She will be traveling next month and my entire life that I had built will come crashing down.
She still hadn't told me about it . I was waiting for her to tell me . She talked with Shreya regarding this but she didn't mention it for two weeks. She kept asking Shreya how she should break the news . I kept telling her to tell me the truth. It took her three weeks to finally tell me .
I knew it already but still I felt the pain all over again. She was traveling back to her hometown in two days and from there she will travel to France in two weeks. We had a very emotional moment. She broke up with me knowing it won't work long distance. I was in pain because of her not telling me the truth and now she broke up with me.
I went straight back home . I cried for hours . I didn't eat , sleep or do anything. She wasn't replying to my message but she was messaging Shreya. I ignored her messages. I knew she will come tomorrow to get her stuff . I didn't pack her stuff because she would have to pack her stuff herself. In that way she would spend more time in my place packing her stuff . I was waiting for her to come because she had lots of stuff at my place. She never came.

I saw her Facebook post of boarding the flight to France. I got her message update as she texted Shreya .I had stopped talking to her. Shreya was getting calls from her and Ravi as well. I ignored every one. I didn't talk to anyone for weeks. I saw her posts from France. She sent pics to Shreya as well . I kept telling her I (Shreya) was busy with exams ,so I am unable to talk. The truth was I didn't want to.

I was running out of money as well. I needed to pay my rent and I was short of cash. I had used up my pocket money on weed and alcohol. Ravi had been calling me a lot. He was restless as he couldn't talk to me properly for over a month. I kept ignoring him. He was obsessed with me for some reason . I got a call that I had a courier. It was a big package. I opened it and the contents of the package made me uncomfortable. It had a black sleeveless dress, matching underwear and a long hair wig besides cash. He had paid double of what he used to because he wanted to see me. My phone was silent for last three days , not a single call or text . On the other hand Shreya's phone was buzzing all day with texts and calls. I couldn't help my tears . How irrelevant I had become. I felt lonely at that moment. Undesirable. I missed her. I missed her badly. I kept thinking about our time together. What I could have done differently. What I did wrong. I had never felt this helpless in my life . I had always felt lucky and now I felt hopeless. I got up and rushed to the bathroom. I stood under the shower for 15 minutes . Tears rolled down my cheeks. I held her pink razor in my hand, slowly moved it over my skin. I watched my body hair wash away from my legs ,arms ,pits,pubic areas . I cleaned it all .i didn't have much facial hair and removed what little I had. I used to love how her shower gel smelled, loved the fruity smell of it . I bathed in her shower gel . I stepped out of the shower, still sobbing, dried myself and applied body lotion like I had seen her do . My skin felt smooth and nice. I didn't know what was happening to me. It was as if someone else had taken over me. I was in pain. Lot of pain . I knew she was gone . I couldn't accept it . My frustrations had boiled over. I put on the black bra and panty. I had to hook the bra and then turn it around and slid my arms in. It felt nice on my skin. It was lacy and soft. I padded the bra with some socks . Then I put on the black sleeveless dress he had sent me. With great difficulty I zipped the back of the dress. It fit me perfectly. It felt nice on my skin . I didn't stop at that. I put on the wig on my head . The straight black hair fell perfectly on my back ,shoulders and chest .I nodded my head and the hair moved nicely . It was a very dense wig and felt and looked very real. I clipped it with my actual hair to avoid falling off. I searched through her stuff and found her makeup kit . I painted my nails and toe nails red . I still had not seen myself till now. It was time I did that. I picked up a red lipstick and stood infront of the mirror. I felt disgusted looking at me in a dress. I applied the red lipstick on my lips. I took a brush and started brushing my hair . I was in shock looking at my own reflection. . I couldn't keep my eyes off the woman in the mirror. I took out her perfume and sprayed on myself,my neck, underarms ,dress,etc. The smell of the perfume brought back lots of memories. With great difficulty and help of YouTube videos I was able to apply eyeliner mascara. I stood in front of the mirror. Looking at myself. Looking at the freak I have become . Disgusted yet turned on . I kept running my fingers through my hair ,holding it in my hands , trying hairstyles. I lost track of time . My phone rang.

"Heyy hun !! Where the hell have you been . Why weren't you answering my calls ?.I was dying to talk to you . I have so many things to tell you. I missed you like hell babygirl". Ankita said .
"I am really sorry that I was away babe. Don't worry,Your girl won't leave you ever again",I said tucking my hair behind my ears.