"Why do you say that?"

"Because you Americans, the moment something happens to one of you,
the first thing you do is create a support group,
and the second thing is that you go on TV."

I thought about that for a moment. "Yeah, probably," I admitted.

Jada was a little demon, only about eighteen inches tall, with short horns, bat-like wings similar to mine, short reddish-brown fur, and cute little hooves. I picked her up and gave her a piggyback ride with her legs around my left neck.

 

Britt was an angel of the same height, with feathery wings and mostly-human legs with bird-like feet, wearing a white robe. I picked her up, too, and she straddled my right neck.

My name is Brent ‘Badie’ Anderson, i’m a 18 year old high school dropout looking to make it. I live in a small house in Detroit with my mother, she always tells me i hang out with the wrong crowd and today more than ever i realized that.

Cheong Sam
A Vignette
By Maryanne Peters

My grandfather fought in Vietnam. He was the same age as I am, when he was drafted. He said that he had long hair just like mine when he was called up. They ran the clippers over his head and left him with a quarter inch all over.

Seven years ago, an out-of-work programmer reprogrammed his life and, with the help of his old flame Sara, became Rosie. Just how good was Rosie’s “programming?” Four BigCloset authors, invited to join Sara and Rosie for a writers’ retreat, are about to find out!

Mademoiselle Louise
A Short Historical Story
By Maryanne Peters

I learned to speak English at school, and it was my favorite subject. I wanted to leave France – not permanently. The world is a big place and English is the language of the world, as much as we French hate to say it.

“About once a month, on average, yeah.”

I just had to hope I wasn’t going to move too far down the alphabet.

[The evening before their wedding]

“Who was on the phone while I was in the shower? Was it your Mother?” asked Josh.

A group of friends streams their gaming on Wednesday nights. But not all the action is on the dining room table.

Cassady wakes up and finds herself sandwiched between a naked woman with strawberry blonde color hair and a muscular bald head guy. She could feel his huge stiff penis resting between her butt cheeks. She carefully extracts herself from between them and stumbles towards the bathroom.

Her head was pounding from the drinks she had last night. She sits down on the toilet and lets her bladder release. She licks her lips and could still taste the fluid from the woman she had sex with last night.

CHAPTER 2
I felt my world wobble for a moment, before Keith simply tugged at my sleeve.

“Come in and sit down, Mike. I’ll talk you through it. Not what it sounds like”

I was lost. How could it not… Penny? Gone? They were joined at the bloody hip, for god’s sake. He towed me into the living room, pushing me down into one of the armchairs, then disappearing into the kitchen for a few seconds before returning with a couple of bottles of Shefford Old Strong and a pair of glasses. I found myself on autopilot as I used the bottle opener that lived on my key ring, poured and sipped.

Nami looks at the tracker she put on the gang that she has been tracking. She had watched and recorded them as they kidnapped a bunch of women and transvestites. She needed to get evidence of their crimes, before she could do anything against them. She managed to slip a tracking device on their vehicle and tracked them to a warehouse.

Mr. Ramsey was still female, but Mrs. Ramsey had switched back to female already, though her new girl body had blue skin like the guy body she’d worn for a couple of weeks and the body Mr. Ramsey was still wearing.

The front doors of the psychiatric institute were flung open as Natalie furiously stomped out of them.

Danielle was as good as her word and gave Josh a full makeover that night. She fussed over ‘Josie’ for what seemed like hours until she was happy with her work.

“Ready for this?” ask Danielle as she prepared to remove the towel that she’d used to cover her mirror.

Love Wins.

So, here we are. Another month, another chapter. I keep this up, I might just get the story finished!

Please enjoy.

Mica wasn't like most people his age. At 18 years old he was only 4’ 8” tall and very slender, only weighing about 90lbs. It was always joked about in his family that he was the runt and the baby of his family. Little did they know how true that was…Mica had been planning a little adventure for himself for a while doing just that.