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Please read these before | | proceeding below. | |_____________________________________________| ---------------------------------------------------- | No Copyright: I, the creator of this work, hereby | | release it into the public domain. This applies | | worldwide. Further, I grant any entity the right | | to use this work for any purpose, without any | | conditions. Distribute Freely. | |___________________________________________________| Munshis Return to Shudranized Home by Nizami Begum Neelofar Khanum Hyderabadi Status: Incomplete Roshanara Pervez It had been a long trip. Pervez was a munshi in the government and had to occasionally travel on extended tours to analyze the files in various interior and mofossil regions. Pervez leapt off the rickshaw, impatient to reach his home. Roshanara had been acting evasive since the Bacha was born. He found out why later that day when he finally reached his home. Pervez burst into the house. Roshanara had her back to him, breast-feeding his son. She just turned her face towards him and gave a small greeting. Eager to catch a glimpse of his child, Pervez moved around to her front. Looking down he saw the child's black complexion, broad Dravidian nose, thick Shudra lips, and wavy black hair. The dark-skinned child was drinking heavily from Roshanara's white breast. Slowly, he moved aside the cloth covering his loins and observed that the boy had an abnormally large black penis for his age. He agonized - the father of his son was a Shudra man, a veritable sex-god. "What happened to my son ?" asked Pervez in exasperation. "You betrayed me, you Haramzadi (adulteress) !" Pervez was hurt, shocked, and stunned. But most of all, he felt a deep sense of inferiority. He, her lawfully wedded Showhar (husband) was not the father of her child, but a sexually superior, hyper-masculine Kala Shudra Goonda had, by virtue of his sheer manliness, had beaten him in the race to father his Bibi's Bachas. "There is something I have to tell you," said Roshanara. "What ?" he asked. Tears flooded his eyes as he was overcome by grief. "Wait and I will tell you," she said. Pervez was about to say something but was interrupted by a knock on the darwaza. He looked at her. "That is Murugan. He is the father of your son. Be nice to him," she said. "I will be finished and then we can spend time together." Without waiting for his reply, she went to the darwaza. When Pervez saw the awesome man enter the darwaza, he felt himself overcome by feelings of inadequacy. The colossus of a man who entered was a very tall and big black Telingana warrior from the armies. He was clearly extremely masculine. "Hey, Safedoo! See I made my Kalloo Bacha in your Safedi Bibi," were the first triumphant words he forcefully exclaimed when he saw Pervez. Another aspect of the Shudras' superior masculinity was manifested in their typically very deep male voices, which were partly the result of genetics, and partly the result of the larger size of their chests. Hence, Murugan spoke in an extremely loud and commanding tone which served to further intimidate any opposition. "You seen my Bacha, Safedoo ?" he asked. "Yes," replied Pervez meekly. "Yes Huzoor for you," snapped Murugan. "Yes Huzoor," replied Pervez, even more ajectly submissive than last time. "My Bacha, but you will have to pay to raise it !" exclaimed Murugan. "Now I show you why your Bibi choose me as father for her Bacha and not you !" said Murugan. With this, he started to undress. Pervez could not believe this was happening, yet continued to look at Murugan. In a short while he was totally nangoo. As Murugan stood there, madar-bokka nangoo (mother-fucking naked), Pervez realized why his Bibi had chosen him to be the father of her child. He was the best man a woman could ever find, the very pinnacle of masculinity. His black chest was broad and appeared like chiselled out of granite. His thick arms were the width of water-melons. And the most remarkable aspect of his anatomy was his Shudra Linga. He had a gigantic black Shudra Lund. It was at least one foot long. It was over twice as long and three times as thick as Pervez short and slender Safedoo rod. In fact, so superior was his manliness that he was like a Dravidian God. The Malabari, without regard to any feelings Pervez may have had, started to embrace and fondle Roshanara. Pervez felt like killing the intruder when he saw him grope his Bibi's breasts. Then he felt like dying when she turned to kiss him fully on his thick Dravidian lips. He could see her jaw move as she sucked the Shudra Zaban into her mouth. Although Pervez knew she should have left, he did not know where to go. Then, on Murugan's command, Roshanara stripped off her shalwar kameez till she was nangoo. With that, Murugan started to rub her slit with the flaring bulbuous black Topi of his Lund. Murugan spread Roshanara's legs wide, exposing her well-used genitory to Pervez's view. Due to Murugan's massive girth she was grossly extended. "Sala Madar-bokka (bastard mother-fucker), see how big her Fuddi is now," said Murugan. "You will never be able to feel the walls of your Haramzadi's Fuddi any more, Safedoo (whitey) !" "Sala, see how much Thook I shot into your Bibi. More Thook than five of your Safedoos put together !" he gasped. "That too much deeper into her than you can ever do !" The End