This is a gentle coming-of-age story about a college-aged boy becoming the girl he knows he truly is.
With the help of his two girl friends he becomes Susanna as they teach him all about life as a girl.
Please note this is a gentle, sentimental tale and although there is some sexual content it is inferred, NOT graphic and tagged where it occurs. I have change the picture as requested and hope this one is ok.

The final chapter of Book Two. With this chapter covering what happened to Lagoon Company.

Caution: Mature Subject Matter Discussed.

Virtual Reality, the dream of all gamers, is now a reality with the land of Ilos.

However, it's creators are unknown, and no one knows how the devices they have access it, only that they do.

Angered beyond belief at what was done to her, Aria's rage burns at the city of Travant.

I woke on the beach, it was made of buttons, the silk sea tickling my toe nails. I looked around and saw two figures further up the beach so I walked over. I could hear some really weird music being played from a pipe.

"Hello" I said to one of them and as he turned around I was greeted with what could only be described as a knock off rasta mouse sitting on a tree stump next to a sleeping stuffed fox that looked like a rasta version of Basil Brush . The mouse then spoke to me in a very heavy jamaican accent.

We were walking back to my place and when we reached the park I stopped and asked angela why people were staring at me, she turned and looked at me smiling
"probably the woman are looking at you thinking you are a slag and all the guys are probably thinking nice tits" she then points to my braless chest and my nipples stretching out the front of my shirt
"oh shit why didn't you tell me!" I said angrily

Once A Boy Now A Girl

Billy was your average sixteen year old until he encountered a mysterious website that would change his life forever.

This story is also on my TG Storytime account, This is also my first time using this website so don't complain if i screw this up a bit.

Chapter 1: Origins

CHAPTER 26
“LEFF RAH LEFF RAH LEFF RAH HALT! CAP—OFF!”

With a clash of stamping boots Bob was marched in, halted and then sat with his advocate, our little accountant Captain Flanagan. He in turn gave Bob a nod, as my own little crew sat awaiting our turn.

CHAPTER 42
Now, that was a wedding. The only tradition not observed seemed to be that of a fight among the guests, but I could most definitely live without that. My Uncle Arwel and his Boy had even had their hair cut! The girls looked gorgeous, and so did my wife, Steve was both touching and funny in his best man’s speech, and whoever came up with the idea of putting him in a kilt was inspired. The vicar, oddly, in an Anglican church, was a Roman Catholic, but he was sharp, and funny, and his own humour meshed well with that of Steve.

*Before…

I have never been in a public setting like this for that long in my life before, it’s completely blown any other times that I’ve done this out of the water as it were.
I feel happy and I feel actually like I’ve grown a lot just by getting past something like this.
We get settled in and we hug our driver and he even helps carry our bags with the porter to our rooms and say our goodbyes for the night as he leaves us his personal card for us to call him if we need him again.
That could be a definite thing.
I have a shower and get everything off of me from being out there…no I’m not a germiphobe but it just feels good to wash the day off.
I think that I might have stress sweated slightly.
Brandy’s looking at room service and I’m going over the things that I bought her from The Apple Store.

*And Now…

Chapter 85

Faye couldn’t believe his luck.  Here he was, one gorgeous blonde riding his cock like the mechanical bull at the Mule Lip, while yet another was thrusting her throbbing moist pussy into his face…

…After getting the mother of all blowjobs. Not the evening I had planned, but not complaining. Bobbie was gonna be angry, but she’d get over it. Besides, it’s not like she didn’t owe her a little karma.

We have now reached the climax of book two of this anthology. Rock and her teams finally face off against Chang's organization. With an ending that will probably leave you wanting more.

The the title of the chapter, says it all: “Babes, Boomers, and Badasses.”

Caution: Nudity, Mildly Suggestive Sexual Scenes, and Mild Adult Language.

"Mr. Tyler, your resume is very impressive," Robert Marotte, chief recruitment officer for Soixante-Trois airlines, said to the young American man sitting opposite him. "Two years working for Belman airways in America, fluent in English, French & German, conversational in Russian and Arabic, you could choose any airline you want. Why do you want to work for Soixante-Trois?"

Story under construction...

Monday, March 19, 2007, late afternoon

Poe Cottage

Past, present, and future literally collide, as Rock and her team form their plans against Chang, and his organization.

The only thing more insane than the members of their group, are their plans.

With whom they are asking for help maybe arguably more insane than they are.

Then, as Rock and her team, collect the people around the multiverse, that they need to implement their plans, Rock runs into someone, in a friendly manner, that she did not expect to see so soon.

Caution: Nudity and Sexual Situations.

Anyone remember this one? More fun with Sasha and friends. Strap in for the zany. Or zane; or however you want to say it.

As for things in general... Well good news and bad news. The good news is I'm working on two good projects, one of which I can talk about and on of which I can't. The one I can talk about is an original book for Erin and co under the guise of doppler press. We discussed things and while no documents were signed in blood, I feel there is enough interest to on both our parts to go ahead. The tentative date I have on finishing the manuscript is 3 months.

The bad news is, this will inevitably slow my other stories down, as I will be working to bust the new tale out asap. This combined with the other thing will slow me down.

Oh, and for the tale, copyright Nagrij 2014-2015.

The Imp is an infamous art thief and super villain, and after a year long sabbatical, she's back in the game and out to prove that she still has what it takes. However, her latest heist soon proves to be a huge pain in the tail.

This is a non-TG story that takes place in the Whateley Universe. This is also the second story about the Imp, with the first being The Art of Being the Imp. I plan on posting the new updates to this site a week after each one is posted on the official Whateley site.

http://www.crystalhall.org/index.html