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Principal Mam : Mam it's against school policy. We allow boys with long hair only if it's tied into Sikh buns. Even For girls we allow only folded twin braids. Please apply here again only if you get his hair cut short or tied into Sikh bun.

*Outside school gates*

Mom : This is the 6th school which rejected your application because of your hairs. Your hairs are becoming a hurdle in your path to good education.

Amit : I'm sorry maa. Sorry for causing you trouble.

( The school guard,who was listening to our conversation, came towards us & analysed me from top to bottom )

School Guard : Excuse me Mam, what happened ?

Mom : School is not giving my son admission, because of his long hairs. All the best schools of this city has already rejected my son's application. This school was my last hope.

School Guard : Mam there is still one school left where you can try. The school is 10 kms from here, Heritage College Earlier it was an All Girls school, named Heritage Girls College but from this session they have become Co-ed.
Not many people know about this change, so getting admission their will be easy. The school is very good.

Mom : Thankyou so much for your advice.

*Next day*

Principal sir : Son please come to me.

( He signalled towards me. I stood up from my chair and stood right beside him. He made me turn,so that he can see my braid )

Principal sir : We have 85% girl students but let me tell you no other student or even teacher in our school has hairs like him. Why don't you get it cut ?

Mom : Sorry sir, we can't cut it. Please try to understand. You are my last hope, please give admission to my son

Principal sir : Ok Mam. Only because of your request I'm allowing your son's admission. Long hairs is not for boys. But son,keep your hairs oiled and tied properly. I expect you will do that.

Amit : Yes sir, I will.

( We reached home, after completing the admission process )

Namita : So did you get the admission ?

Amit : Yes !

Namita : See,where did your wish brought you. Most of the students in your school will be girls. How will you manage ?

Amit : I will manage, I agree it's not anywhere near to your new school, but it's not that bad either.

( After my first day at school )

Mom : So how was your first day of school ?

Amit : It was wild. Everyone was staring at me all day. Teachers came to me and touched my braid. Everyone was talking about me and my hairs in the school.
They even named me Anaconda.

Namita : Anaconda ! Why ?

Amit : Coz of my thick braid. They were saying it's like anaconda.

Mom : Give it some time,you will get used to it.

Namita : But before that,get used to caring your hairs. I missed my school bus today coz of you. Learn to brush and braid your hairs by yourself.

Amit : I will.

( I have get used to brushing, shampooing and styling my hairs. But what I am still not used to,is being bullied and teased by other students from my school, from my teachers, from my neighbours and from people on the streets. They think I'm a Cross dresser !! )

*After six months*

Namita : Maa, have you noticed Amit is becoming very shy and introvert these days ?

Mom : Yeah, I have also noticed it. It's all because of his love for long hairs. They must have been bullying him for that.

Namita : Maa, let's not focus on that. His hairs are not going anywhere. We have to find a solution. I don't why these people take so much interest in his hairs. It's just hairs.

Mom : No Namita,it's not just hairs. Have you really seen his hairs ? It's not some ordinary long hair. It's magical,no one can miss noticing it. It's long..thick..and dark black. It's a gift from a witch.

Namita : I'm fed up of people asking about my brother's hair. Did you talk to that famous Baba I told you the other day ?

Mom : Yes, I called him today. He asked to bring Amit with us. It's a 30 km drive from here,will go after school

*Next day*

( We reached at Baba Ji's ashram. The ashram was huge. We were directed towards the prayer hall. We entered the prayer hall, which was filled with 1000's of his followers. They instructed us to move towards the stage. While I was walking everyone was looking at my Anaconda )

Mom : Baba ji, this is my son Amit.

Baba ji : Come Amit,come to me.
( I went up the stage and stood in the middle. He brought my braid forward and started unbraiding them, while he dictated my whole story with the mysterious woman to his audience on mic. When baba ji was done unbraiding,he made me turn and showed his followers my thick,shiny dark mane. Everyone was shocked to see my hairs and listening to my story )

Mom : Please babaji, undo his wish

Babaji : Don't you worry, I will help you

( He said & started pampering my hairs from top to bottom.
He rubbed some magical, stinky ash on my hairs. It smelled like pee. After fully covering my hairs with ash he brought a razor and made me sit on the floor and he dry shaved my head. Everybody started clapping for him, how he saved me from some witch's dark magic )

Mom : Babaji, you saved us. Thank you so much baba ji

( Everyone was happy including me,but I started missing my long hairs. Which I have cared for all these months. However I have enjoyed fully my long hairs. And now I know how hard it is to maintain long hairs. )

*Next morning*

( When I woke up, I felt something heavy on my chest. I went straight to the drawing room, still in my sleep. Mom & Namita Di were having tea. As soon as they saw me, cup from my mother's hand slipped and fell on the floor. )

Namita : What the fuck !

Mom : OMG

Amit : ??
( I quickly moved my hand on my head. Ooh no ! My hairs still long !! )

Namita : Stay right here.

( She quickly ran towards her room an brought a mirror. She removed my t-shirt and pulled my shorts down. I was standing naked. )

Amit : Oh no !
( I looked in the mirror, I couldn't recognise myself. I have turned into a pretty girl. I have grown well developed big boobs. I got a nice curvy ass. My body was free of unwanted hairs. My voice was changed, it became feminine.
Now I have a cunt instead of a cock !! )

Mom : Ooh no, that baba fooled us. Amit you have turned into a girl now !! Only thing that filthy ash did is reduced the shine from your hairs.

Namita : No mom ! She is not Amit, she is my twin sister, Amita !!!

The End

Description
Principal Mam : Mam it's against school policy. We allow boys with long hair only if it's tied into Sikh buns. Even For girls we allow only folded twin braids. Please apply here again only if you get his hair cut short or tied into Sikh bun.

*Outside school gates*

Mom : This is the 6th school which rejected your application because of your hairs. Your hairs are becoming a hurdle in your path to good education.

Amit : I'm sorry maa. Sorry for causing you trouble.

( The school guard,who was listening to our conversation, came towards us & analysed me from top to bottom )

School Guard : Excuse me Mam, what happened ?

Mom : School is not giving my son admission, because of his long hairs. All the best schools of this city has already rejected my son's application. This school was my last hope.

School Guard : Mam there is still one school left where you can try. The school is 10 kms from here, Heritage College Earlier it was an All Girls school, named Heritage Girls College but from this session they have become Co-ed.
Not many people know about this change, so getting admission their will be easy. The school is very good.

Mom : Thankyou so much for your advice.

*Next day*

Principal sir : Son please come to me.

( He signalled towards me. I stood up from my chair and stood right beside him. He made me turn,so that he can see my braid )

Principal sir : We have 85% girl students but let me tell you no other student or even teacher in our school has hairs like him. Why don't you get it cut ?

Mom : Sorry sir, we can't cut it. Please try to understand. You are my last hope, please give admission to my son

Principal sir : Ok Mam. Only because of your request I'm allowing your son's admission. Long hairs is not for boys. But son,keep your hairs oiled and tied properly. I expect you will do that.

Amit : Yes sir, I will.

( We reached home, after completing the admission process )

Namita : So did you get the admission ?

Amit : Yes !

Namita : See,where did your wish brought you. Most of the students in your school will be girls. How will you manage ?

Amit : I will manage, I agree it's not anywhere near to your new school, but it's not that bad either.

( After my first day at school )

Mom : So how was your first day of school ?

Amit : It was wild. Everyone was staring at me all day. Teachers came to me and touched my braid. Everyone was talking about me and my hairs in the school.
They even named me Anaconda.

Namita : Anaconda ! Why ?

Amit : Coz of my thick braid. They were saying it's like anaconda.

Mom : Give it some time,you will get used to it.

Namita : But before that,get used to caring your hairs. I missed my school bus today coz of you. Learn to brush and braid your hairs by yourself.

Amit : I will.

( I have get used to brushing, shampooing and styling my hairs. But what I am still not used to,is being bullied and teased by other students from my school, from my teachers, from my neighbours and from people on the streets. They think I'm a Cross dresser !! )

*After six months*

Namita : Maa, have you noticed Amit is becoming very shy and introvert these days ?

Mom : Yeah, I have also noticed it. It's all because of his love for long hairs. They must have been bullying him for that.

Namita : Maa, let's not focus on that. His hairs are not going anywhere. We have to find a solution. I don't why these people take so much interest in his hairs. It's just hairs.

Mom : No Namita,it's not just hairs. Have you really seen his hairs ? It's not some ordinary long hair. It's magical,no one can miss noticing it. It's long..thick..and dark black. It's a gift from a witch.

Namita : I'm fed up of people asking about my brother's hair. Did you talk to that famous Baba I told you the other day ?

Mom : Yes, I called him today. He asked to bring Amit with us. It's a 30 km drive from here,will go after school

*Next day*

( We reached at Baba Ji's ashram. The ashram was huge. We were directed towards the prayer hall. We entered the prayer hall, which was filled with 1000's of his followers. They instructed us to move towards the stage. While I was walking everyone was looking at my Anaconda )

Mom : Baba ji, this is my son Amit.

Baba ji : Come Amit,come to me.
( I went up the stage and stood in the middle. He brought my braid forward and started unbraiding them, while he dictated my whole story with the mysterious woman to his audience on mic. When baba ji was done unbraiding,he made me turn and showed his followers my thick,shiny dark mane. Everyone was shocked to see my hairs and listening to my story )

Mom : Please babaji, undo his wish

Babaji : Don't you worry, I will help you

( He said & started pampering my hairs from top to bottom.
He rubbed some magical, stinky ash on my hairs. It smelled like pee. After fully covering my hairs with ash he brought a razor and made me sit on the floor and he dry shaved my head. Everybody started clapping for him, how he saved me from some witch's dark magic )

Mom : Babaji, you saved us. Thank you so much baba ji

( Everyone was happy including me,but I started missing my long hairs. Which I have cared for all these months. However I have enjoyed fully my long hairs. And now I know how hard it is to maintain long hairs. )

*Next morning*

( When I woke up, I felt something heavy on my chest. I went straight to the drawing room, still in my sleep. Mom & Namita Di were having tea. As soon as they saw me, cup from my mother's hand slipped and fell on the floor. )

Namita : What the fuck !

Mom : OMG

Amit : ??
( I quickly moved my hand on my head. Ooh no ! My hairs still long !! )

Namita : Stay right here.

( She quickly ran towards her room an brought a mirror. She removed my t-shirt and pulled my shorts down. I was standing naked. )

Amit : Oh no !
( I looked in the mirror, I couldn't recognise myself. I have turned into a pretty girl. I have grown well developed big boobs. I got a nice curvy ass. My body was free of unwanted hairs. My voice was changed, it became feminine.
Now I have a cunt instead of a cock !! )

Mom : Ooh no, that baba fooled us. Amit you have turned into a girl now !! Only thing that filthy ash did is reduced the shine from your hairs.

Namita : No mom ! She is not Amit, she is my twin sister, Amita !!!

The End