Alice already had her door fob in her hand when she reached her stairwell, still high from the day. Yeah the day had been excellent, a whole day of doing Alice stuff, no one else’s. Not that she’d really done very much, caught the bus over to the next town, a bit of window shopping, lunch in ‘Spoons before slipping in to the Odeon to watch an admittedly lame addition to the Fast and Furious series.

The girls came round later that afternoon, it was my turn to have them. Now don’t get me wrong I love my daughters, and I really enjoy our Sunday activities, but I do find the three hour Saturday afternoon Monopoly sessions rather dull. This week was different. The girls had a new set. New to them anyway.

Her fiancé long dead in Flanders, she never married, and childless she outlived all the others.

Despite Gilbert’s father undressing me with his eyes all the time, he keeps his hands to himself and I get on with him well enough. I certainly don’t object to his taste for long necked and skinny legged, thin chested females.

Have you ever heard of the boy who cried wolf? Well how about a tale of a wolf who cried "Boy!"?

"Just one more step, Joanna…” Sky’s encouragement was as much to keep her own spirits buoyed as to keep the teen focused on her rehabilitation.  In Joanna, Sky saw the reincarnation of her own daughter and hoped her patient’s fate would be different.

This is a non canon side story that i cant get out of my head so here it is for all of you lovely people

Every day is a struggle. My father left just when my sister was born, and my mother went crazy soon after that. Drugs and alcohol consumed her, and she was fired from job to job never really staying at one. The money she does get, she uses on herself. When she sober, she’s horrible to deal with. I don’t know what happened to my dad or why he left us. Mom never mentioned anything about him and when I asked, she’d beat me. Asking her any question like that got me a beating. Asking for money got a beating. Asking her for food got a beating. Just existing got a beating.

Back in 2017, there was an event that came to be known as, Spontaneous Body Swapping Syndrome. Thought of in the past as a disturbance in the flow of nature, or a scientific experiment gone wrong on the genetic level, it is in fact a magical curse inflicted on one member of each family. Each of the opposite gender. In the future SBSS has become something of a regular event. So regular in fact that it is found to be linked to birth. Scientists and Mages have found that when two people are born at the same exact time, their bodies are linked together. When either person reaches a certain event in their life, the cycle begins. The duration of the event depends on the strength (or weakness) of the connection.
this is the origin story i have been cooking up since i started writing. Hope you enjoy ^-^

Pink boys

“Grandpa? Mom said ... mom said I need to hear the story about that picture of grandma and her baseball team.”

I looked at my grandson, and then said, “All right. Do you see that person standing beside her? That’s me.”

“You? You wore a pink dress to play baseball?”

“I did indeed, Alan. Let me tell you all about it ...:

Years ago ...

“Hey coach, why is there a girl trying out for the team?”

“Because she’s the best pitcher I’ve ever seen.”

“Come on, really?”

I took a deep breath as I was lead into the nurses office. The minute I entered into the room, I felt the tiny hairs on my arm stand up as the smell of antiseptic filled my nose. It was nauseating to say the least as memories of my stint in the IC of UMC came flooding back. My palms starting sweating and chill passed over my shoulder. Slowly I closed my eye and shivered again.

I’m not a girl but I like girly clothes. Dresses and skirts swishing, the soft materials … So much better than the usual boy stuff. However, even as a twelve year old I should have known better than come to school in a dress. My classmates were rather dense and just couldn’t appreciate how pretty and comfortable it was. That was the beginning of a rather unpleasant time in school. I had hoped that things would be better when I started high school but my old classmates went to the same high school and one day the first semester I forgot that we had PE and wore my prettiest panties…

My big break came when my family moved away to a new city. A new beginning and a clean slate! I’d make sure to be a macho, macho boy.

A silly short story...

Copyright © 2018 by AuP reviner

Adam was tired all of the time. Everyday, nonstop. No matter when he went to sleep, he always felt like he had gotten none. The only thing that even remotely helped him was coffee.

One day, he woke up to find that he had forgotten to set the coffee maker to brew last night. Disgruntled, he headed over to to the cupboard to get the bag of beans. He grabbed it, and opened the bag. He groaned as he saw it was empty.

How would you feel if one day you found yourself mysteriously as the opposite sex? What happens when you finally change back?

set in the same universe as "Not Myself Today" the stories however are not connected and never will be
https://bigclosetr.us/topshelf/fiction/76604/not-myself-today
James and Hannah Harrison are 2 fraternal twins. They're pretty average, but they have a secret. They involuntarily swap bodies every hour on the hour. Now they learned to cope with it, but it was a not so pretty rocky start. This is an account of what it was like when it all began.

‘It has been a great day, going to meet the girls, it seemed like forever since they’d had a good chat.’ Bern thought to herself, ‘nice to get dressed in something other than wellies!’

The wig I am wearing is cyan, the skirt is royal, the tight sweater bloused over my prosthetic breasts is icy blue.

Derek was the next guy to arrive. Unlike Jeff, he was a sexist douche. He hung out with other popular guys, but all the girls hated him. They intended to change that. He knocked on the door extremely loudly. When he opened the door he saw some hot girl he didn’t recognize

“Who the hell are you, bitch?”

“I’m Jessica, i’m new to the group. Who are you?”

“I’m Derek. Nice tits by the way.” Jessica ignored him.

“Lets go to the back, that’s where the pool.”

When they got to the pool, he saw that he was the only guy.

Nerd-No-More, that great little, bio-chemical problem solver.

When they arrived at the park, they walked over to a gazebo to wait for Alyssa’s friends. 10 or so minutes later, they arrived.

“Hi Chris, Hi Adam, Hi Alice. You remember my sister Erica, right?”

“Yeah,” they said. Adam looked really uncomfortable. They all talked for some time before splitting up into seperate conversations. Erica was left alone with Adam. After talking for a while something weird began to happen.

“You look really nice in that outfit,” he said.

Red is for Embarrassment – and my new panties.

It’s so hard to deny when you blush so easily.

An AP-500 story