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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. | |___________________________________________________| Kashmira's Dravidianization by Navab Nang-ood-Deen Khan Lahori The lovely Kashmira has been my Bibi for the last four years. Since we married, she has developed a strong desire for a Shudra man's Zubb (penis). This is because we watch a lot of erotic movies and read a lot of pornographic kitabs (books). She always liked the Shudra men most because they had the biggest Zubbs and were the most manly heroes. Naturally, Hyderabadi erotica quickly became her favourite, because the heroes in that particular variety of erotica are mostly big Kala (black) Dravidian Shudra men and the heroines are fair Hyderabadi and Aryan Deccani heroines. Our own Kashmiri pornography, disdaining the sight of a fair and effeminate Kashmiri man trying to please a ravishing Kashmiri beauty with a Chota Safed (short white) Aryan Kashmiri Doodool (boy-prick). For the same reason she did not like Punjabi or Oudhi pornography either. Her favourite Hyderabadi scenes are where big Kala Shudra Lunds stretch out tight Safedi Aryani Fuddis (white Aryan vaginas) to the limit. Now, I had always hoped that my sweet fair Kashmiri Bibi would keep her erotic dreams as mere fantasies, and that they would never have any impact on our life. However, I found that she was becoming more and more obsessed with Shudra men. And as her deep interest in Dravidian men increased rapidly, her attention for Kashmiri and other Aryan men decreased equally quickly. Soon I found to my horror that she could only climax after watching a sweaty Kala Shudra Goonda mate with a fair Aryan heroine. Moreover, she started to prefer watching those Hyderabadi porn movies where the heroines were Kashmiri. This made me worried, and I did not know how to handle it. One night after we had watched a Hyderabadi porn movie of a fair Nizami Begum enjoying a big Malabar Goonda's Kala Lund, she told me she definitely needed a Shudra man and was obsessed with them. Then she said that she would go divani (mad) if she did not have intercourse with a Shudra man soon. This troubled me, and for a while I did not know what to do. After some awkward thought, I decided to buy some more time. As we live in Kashmir, there are no Shudra men, so I told her, "It will be difficult to find what you want here in Kashmir but I will try for it." As I seemed to agree she climaxed extremely hard. Her Gulabi Kashmiri Fuddi (rosy Kashmiri vagina) clenched my short Gulabi Kashmiri Zubb (rosy Kashmir penis) tightly, and I could feel her Choot (vagina) walls pulse wildly around my Lund. We had intercourse twice that night, and the idea of my lovely fair Kashmira being filled by a big Kala Shudra Lund made me very scared and intimidated, yet garm (hot) and excited at the same time. After a few fortnights, a troupe of Malabari wrestlers came to our Shahr. An enterprising Hyderabadi merchant had formed a group of big tough Kala Malabari wrestlers who were experts at the Dravidian art of wrestling, called Mal-Yuddam, and at the Dravidian Martial Arts of Kalari Payyadu. He toured with this group throughout the land, earning a fortune from extravagant displays of their awesome fighting skills and well-publicized challenges against the host zamindar wrestlers, who were most Aryan Pehelwans. In the Aryan lands, and especially in our almost purely Aryan Kashmir, the sight of these big Kala Malabari wrestlers attracted visitors from entire districts at a time. I saw one match after coming home from work where the big Kala Malabari wrestlers easily beat the fair Kashmiri Pehelwans of one of the big Srinagar Zamindars. By Allah, I was really intimidated. But what was worse was that I saw many of my own Kashmiri Women, my own Kashmiri womenfolk, gawk and stare at the big Kala Malabari wrestlers. To my dismay, I saw them become very animated and excited as they looked at their big black sweaty muscles. The wrestling match itself was absolutely humiliating, for the Malabaris easily defeated our Kashmiri Pehelwans, and that too in front of so many of our Kashmiri womenfolk. Us Kashmir menfolk sat by, watching the match, and hoping that somehow our Kashmiri representatives, or maybe one of our Punjabi brothers, might win. However, our womenfolk really enjoyed the matches. To top it off, the Hyderabadi Nizam who owned the troupe was a real Haramzada Gandoo (bastard ass-hole), for he was trying to make money not just from his Malabari fighters' impressive musculature, but from their phallic magnitude as well. For example, the names of all of his wrestlers were like "Telingana Black Snake", "Malabar Black Snake", "Maha-Lingam" (Big Penis), "Ravana-Lingam" (Ravana's Penis) and the like, terms which I knew from the Hyderabadi Pornography we watched were names which clearly emphasized the size of the mythical Dravidian penis. After the matches between the Kashmiri Zamindars Pehelwans and the Malabari Mal-Yuddam warriors came the open matches, where the winning team would take on any volunteers. It was not surprising to me that some of the Kashmiri Londas volunteers to fight, what surprised me was the pathetic names they took: Kashmiri Gandoo, Chota Kashmir Zubb, Ganga Worm and the like, which denigrated the size of the Kashmiri penis. It seemed these pathetic losers wanted to be humbled by advertising the small size of their organs, and they wanted to be beaten by the Dravidian warriors. Well, if they wanted to shame themselves, they succeeded in not just humbling themselves but brought shame to the entire Kashmiri nation of men as a whole, for I could see our Kashmiri womenfolk snigger and laugh when their pathetic names were announced. Finally, after all matches were over, our fair Aryan Kashmiri womenfolk swarmed to the Dravidian Malabari victors, each trying to be able to touch their black muscle-bodies. I had never seen our Kashmiri women do any such thing for Kashmiri or Punjabi Pehelwans, ever. Meanwhile, as the matches were over, people, mostly men, started to leave the wrestling grounds. I could see that many of the Kashmiri men were disgusted and shocked with the lewd behaviour of our women, and they left the ground, cursing. However, I, being fascinated seeing Aryan women with Shudra men due to the Hyderabadi films I watched with Kashmira, I still remained behind, looking at the women surrounding the Malabaris. As I sat staring in a mixture of envy and fascination, one of the wrestling ground guards saw me and came to me. "So, Sahib! You see the way our Kashmiri women are all over those Malabari Kalloos ?" he asked. "Yes," I said. "You should see the changing rooms of those Malabaris," he said. "Those Orats are going to be hounding them till they get some of that Shudra-Linga !" "Oh," I replied. I did not really know how to handle all that. "After three seasons, you see, there will be a crop of nice little Kalloo Bachas (black babies) in this Shahr," he said as he walked away. While my short Kashmir Zubb became really hard seeing this reaction on the part of my own precious Kashmiri womenfolk, I also felt emasculated and defeated. When I went home I felt so strange and like an idiot. I knew that if my precious Kashmira came to know about the Malabaris, she would definitely go and have intercourse with one of them, with or without my permission. And I loved her too much to want to actually let her do that. I greatly feared losing her to one of those Malabari wrestlers, knowing the awesome power that a big Kala Shudra-Linga welded over our Aryan womenfolk. In the Hyderabadi movies we watched, I had often seen the Nizami Begums become permanently transfixed and eternally Dravidianized by the legendary Shudra-Linga, the very perfection of manliness. Yet, I knew that she would ultimately come to know about the Malabari troupe through gossip sooner or later. At the same time, I did not want her visiting the matches, as I feared that she would lose control in that crowd of women and land up in the dressing rooms of those Malabaris like the other women. Moreover, I was scared she might experience one of the larger Malabar Black Snakes and that I would lose her forver. Reasoning that, if I controlled the choice of her man, I could seleect someone smaller and hence less likely to permanently transfix my Kashmira. So I thought it best if at least I controlled the activities. And I did not really feel like a man after those wrestling matches. Finally, I told her about the Malabaris. She was garm at once. She started kissing me and untied my pyjamas. Pulling them down, she took my five-anguli (five inch) Kashmir Lund into her mouth. I could not last long and soon climaxed inside her mouth. Next day I went to the Malabari wrestling ground and started talking to one wrestler. After a while I turned the topic to Orats and asked if he liked Kashmiri Orats. He said he definitely did, and then I told him my Bibi liked Shudra Kalas like him. He was very eager too, so I chose him. He also seemed less aggressive than the other Shudras, and after I told him about Kashmira, he was very nice to me. After that I wanted to set to rest my doubts about penis size. I wanted to choose the smallest Malabari I could. So I told him this, and he laughed and told me that I had nothing to worry, as he was small for a Malabari. He told me not to worry about it, and that it was just a temporary fantasy of my Bibi and once she had tasted a Shudra man she would be cured of it. It was just like a chocolate cake which some young girls wanted to taste. Once they tasted it, their curiousity was gone. It seemed to make sense, so I decided he was the right man. I took him to my place and knocked at the darwaza. Kashmira opened the darwaza and I was surprised at what she had worn. She was wearing a tight shalwar kameez! It was the tight churidaar variety which our traditional conservative Kashmiri women learned from the highly eroticized women of Punjab and Oudh who used it to ensare men. We went inside and Kashmira started talking to him. I noticed that, while the Malabari was very nice to me earlier, after he met my Kashmira, he became very condescending towards me. For a while they talked and I could see Kashmira was nervous. The Malabari was confident and I could see he wanted Kashmira to come onto him. He did not have to wait. Now, in some of the Hyderabadi pornographic films we watched the Deccani Bibis told Big Shudra Penis Jokes and Small Aryan Deccani Penis jokes to seduce Shudra Bulls in order to scare away Aryan men and to seduce the Shudra Bulls. Taking a cue from these films, she started telling these jokes, except that she told Small Kashmir Penis jokes, replacing the Hyderabadi Nizami Zubbs with Kashmiri Zubbs. Boy, that really hurt me. Once the topic had steered around to Shudra Penis size, I could see she was becoming garm (hot). She asked him his size and he told her he was one qadam long. My heart sank because this is the opposite of what he told me at the wrestling ground. Then he kissed her on her lips. Their mouths intertwined for a while. Kashmira's hands roamed all over his body. Her fair hands admired the strong black muscles which rippled across his Dravidian body. I was really jealous, because she never did that to me. I knew that she would consider us Kashmiri men, including me, as somehow less strong and effeminate after touching his body. But soon I was to discover another level of jealousy altogether. She untied his trouser-string and pulled down his khaki trousers. Her hands roamed around inside his trousers, looking for his man-meat. When she finally pulled it out I could not believe my eyes. The Malabari wrestler's big black Dravidian Linga (penis) was absolutely gigantic. Seeing those Dravidian penises on film and in kitabs (books) is totally different from seeing one in real life. The fact that his humongous black Shudra man-meat was in my lovely Kashmira's hands was especially emasculating. I had never seen this size in my life. Even flaccid he was larger than me when fully erect. As I gazed in disbelief at his man-organ, I felt my own Kashmiri genitals contract inside my pyjamas, as if accepting their inferiority. My short Safed Kashmiri Zubb shrank back into its shaft, down to the puny size of a grape, and my humbled Kashmiri testicles shrank back into my scrotum, which in turn pulled back towards my body in shame. Whenever they shrivelled down to that state, I always felt like I had a set of three pathetic graps hanging between my legs. Realizing that he was more man than me in every way, I felt my manhood slip away at the same time. And I felt betrayed, because he had told me he was small. "But you said ..." I stammered, but then stopped when I saw the Malabari glare at me. Feeling like a total loser, I could do nothing as I sat on the kursi. So I started to drink some sherbet and hoped that everything would end soon. Well, Kashmira then destroyed my smugness when she told me to come over. Shocked, I hesitated for a while but then she repeated it firmly. I knew I had to obey and walked over to her. She untied my trouser-string and pulled down my pyjamas. My worst nightmare was coming true. She stroked on my short Safed Kashmiri Zubb, trying to make it hard. Somehow, my Safedoo Kashmiri Lund could not become hard, because it was intimidated by the much bigger Shudra Lund in front of me. This had never happened before. Her touch had always made me erect quite quickly. "Come, get your Chota Kashmiri Zubb hard! I want to compare you to him," she said as she roughly pulled on my limp Lund. "I want to measure him so that I never forget about his size." I tried my best to get hard, and tried to enjoy her stroking. But I could not become hard as I was always thinking about that huge Malabar Black Snake in front of me. "What happened ? You are too scared ?" she taunted. Finally, she gave up. "Uff! You won't become hard today! It is too scared of this Malabar Black Snake !" With that, she grasped my Topi (glans) and pulled my Zubb outwards, as hard as she could. At its full length, she then measured it using her palm-widths. "Yes, I know this is how long it gets on its best day. Yes, four angulis (inches)," she said as she placed her palm alongside my Lund, as she pulled the Topi with the other hand. Then she measured the Malabari's big Kala Dravida Linga. "Twelve Angulis! Ya Allah! He is three times the size of yours !" Yes, that twelve-inch black Malabari Shudra penis was definitely much larger than my four-inch fair Kashmiri penis. Well, that really made me feel small and I retreated back to my seat and covered my genitals in shame. "She will never want your Kotak Safedoo again !" he said as he laughed. I could do nothing but ship my sherbet. Then he took Kashmira in his big arms and took her into our bedroom. They quickly went into the inverted pose, and he was lapping at her genitory while she was chusoing him. She could not even encircle the thick Dravidian Lund with her fingers, he was so thick. Even my much smaller Safed Kashmiri Zubb was erect, but I did not want to show it to Kashmira because I was really intimidated by her earlier comparison. I was happy that I was wearing my pyjamas. Then he went between her legs and inserted his big Kala Topi into her. She screamed loudly. She wrapped her legs around his waist. I started to masturbate my short Safedoo Zubb. She had a smile on her face as he bokked her. He was banging his balls against her anal crack. Then he changed his position and asked Kashmira to sit on his Lund. He lay down and his thick Dravidian pillar stuck up in the sky. Kashmira sat on that monstrous Shudra Linga and took it little by little. As she pumped slowly, she was soon able to take him all in. Then she was jumping on his big Kala Shudra Lund like a divani (madwoman). I could see her swollen Fuddi lips as she humped him faster and faster. As they mated, I could hear her call him her "Dravidian God", her "Shudra Yar". He enjoyed Kashmira till the morning. In the morning Kashmira could not walk. Even when she started walking, her legs were apart. I took him back to the wrestling ground. When I returned Kashmira kissed me and thanked me. The next day the Malabari wrestler troupe left, and my Kashmira had to return to me. With no Shudras in our Kashmir Shahr, Kashmira has had to settle for my short Safedoo Zubb. I was happy that they had left, for I was worried that had he spent some more time with her, she would have fallen in love with him. However, after that fateful night, I find that I cannot please my Kashmira any more. Despite what that lying Malabari Haramzada said, his big 12-inch black Dravidian Linga permanently stretched out my sweet Kashmira's Gulabi Fuddi and ruined it for my short white Zubb. And my short four-inch Safed Kashmiri Zubb (white Kashmiri penis) cannot provide her Kashmiri Fuddi the friction necessary for orgasm. In fact, I can barely feel her walls when I make love to her. And she has become even more obsessed with Shudra and Dravidian men. It happened exactly as shown in those Hyderabadi pornography films, except that this was real life and hence very difficult to deal with. Anyway, three seasons passed after that night, and quite a few Kala Bachas (black children) were born in our Shahr. Some were even born into the most Ashrafi (aristocratic) Kashmiri noble families, showing that some of our best and richest Kashmiri females had been Dravidianized during that Malabari wrestling troupe's visit. Fortunately, Kashmira did not become pregnant. After the initial fears of Dravidian pregnancy dissipated after three seasons, however, other factors came into play. In fact, other problems arose after that. Previously, Dravidianization of Aryan women was something which only happened in far-off and debauched Hyderabad. Most of us Kashmiri men of the Shahr (town) used to make fun of the foolish Deccani Nizams who lost their Bibis to Kala Dravidian men, and we used to laugh at the jokes of the silly Nizam seeing his Nizami Begum give birth to clearly Dravidoid children. However, after that visit, Dravidianization became very much a part of the life of our remote Kashmiri Shahr. Those of our Kashmiri womenfolk who had experienced the much larger size and stamina of the Dravidian Lingam (penis) found it extremely difficult to again adjust to the much smaller size of our Kashmiri Zubbs. Quite a few Kashmiri Orats (women), some of them well-known Bibis (wives), forsaking their families and homes, left their Kashmiri Shohars (husbands) for Hyderabad. And my Kashmira has become one of those women. Yes, my beloved Kashmira wants to move to Hyderabad so she can enjoy plenty of Telingana Black Snakes, which she now craves more than anything else in the world. I do not know what to do. For if I go with her to Hyderabad, I will lose her to those Shudras because she will be with them most of the time. And if I stay, she will probably leave me and go on her own to Hyderabad. I am really confused and tormented. My lovely Kashmira has been Dravidianized. The End