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I've been wondering about two stories, and what happened. Anastasia Allread wrote Healing a Princess, and Admiral Krunch did Christina Chase. Both have lain fallow since the last chapters were written, though neither story felt finished to me.

Penny Lane's Somewhere Else Entirely seems to periodically get charming carry on chapters.

I suppose HAP could have ended with one more chapter? It is not said what happens to Christina Chase though there is a strong implication that something would follow.

I'm thinking of reading all three of these stories again.

Gwen

One must love watching and talking to old people and or kids. Many have no disconnect on what they are thinking and what comes out of their mouth. To put the encounter into perspective I counsel those like myself. Too many take themselves too seriously and demand others don't make any errors in talking to or addressing them. Most little kids six or under seem to find me fascinating as they stare at me while holding their mother's hand or sitting in the shopping cart. Not my fault. Although I don't have her curves, I'm like Jessica Rabbit, I was designed this way.

I went away for my last "fishing trip" of the year this weekend. I do actually go fishing, but the main reason I go is to have time as Leeanna. The memories I have let me cope with not being who I want to be.

After my mother helping me and pushing me the last time. She wanted us to go into the bar on the site. I refused. I just went for a short walk in the dark with her. She told me not to wear red lipstick and keep my makeup understated. She also told me not to use the red wig I have.

I went for a plain look. I just wanted to look like an older lady out for a walk.

There are numerous differences between UK and USA English.

They're often subtle and usually relatively transparent. One of them is the US convention of referring to the ground floor of a building as the first floor whereas in the UK (and Europe generally) the first floor is reached after climbing a flight of stairs. In other words the US doesn't recognise a floor zero :).

Well i suppose it is November so what can you expect.

If anyone is willing to re-read them, I would love to know if it is an improvement. I will post chapter 4 as soon as my early reader gets back to me on it, tomorrow, I hope. If anyone else wished to be an early reader, let me know please.

My new 22k-word portal fantasy novella, “Smart House AI in Another World”, is available now as an epub and pdf from itch.io.

I've noticed that I am not consistent in tense, the story wants to be written in first person, every time I try to write in past tense, I end up having to go back and make changes to try and keep it that way, as I change tense part way through. Please be patient with me, I'll have these corrected soon and I think the story will be much improved in the process. I've also become aware I was rushing through it too fast, in spite of knowing where the story is going, I need to take my time to be a better writer.

Remember the story of the little boy who received his wish and became a girl? Her own parents didn't believe him. She was kinda taken in by her best friend and her friends mother until Child Protection Services, FBI and others got into the act. Only her best friend and her friends mother believed her and yet CPS glomed onto the girl. The women in charge of the CPS was trafficking the children who came into her clutches.
Sadly, not that far into fiction.

This is a report I wrote up a long time ago, about a real life camp I'd gone to, that was specifically for adults (both male and female) who felt like little girls inside. I hope it's okay to post that memory here. It's very special to me, and I just wanted to share it with my friends at BCTS.

Just a few minutes ago, All the stories I opened on the front page contained 0 words.

One of my favorite authors

Every once in a while, I'll come across a story that's set in the Julie-verse by Julie O, but I haven't been able to find any descriptions about what this universe is like. Does anyone know where I could find a description of this universe?

My just over two year old baby cat Willow passed away Thursday night Friday morning. He got into something he shouldn’t have, not the brightest cat, and after five days of not eating I gave him to vet. He died that night at vet.

I tried really hard to get him to eat but it didn’t work. I can’t seem to stop crying at odd times.

To make matters worse my uncle passed away as well. Yet another family member dead and funeral.

Attached is a link to me latest collection on Amazon, which is a collection of stories based on change of sex by force. Perhaps curiously for a writer of TG fiction, I have not written much in the sub-genre, so I surprised myself that I had enough for a novel length volume of 19 stories (63,300 words). Please follow the link and take a look.
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0BKR64DFG

hmm, where to start?

For those who were confused about The Mockreet Chapter 36 - yes, it makes very little sense right now. Truth is, it's not going to mean anything until the last third of the story, but as I'm winding down, it sort of had to go somewhere. I promise you, when you've done as much acid as I have, it makes more sense.

Speaking of which...

Hi everyone. I've been stoned out of my mind for the last week and someone just reminded me that I hadn't updated The Mockreet lately. Um. I posted a new chapter and tomorrow I'll post another since this one is so short. There's like...a lot written but to be fair the last few days I've been trying to locate the front door of my house with very little success. Anyway.

It looks like Trump's Project that he started in 1996 and had the rights to until 2015 has now been brought by a Thai transgender activist for an undisclosed amount of money.

What do people on this site think?
Is it something that needs to happen or something that should of happened years ago?

A transgender girl who seemed to spend half her life in Australian courts has made a film for Netflix

https://www.theguardian.com/film/2022/sep/22/the-young-austr...

On the Guardian website, where else?

so yesterday Mom and I helped Sharon and Sam go to a doctor's appointment, and she has apparently been getting worse.

Sharon said she's sleeping poorly, having nightmares, and she had to fight like crazy to get Sam to take a meal replacement drink.

Sam's brain scan on Tuesday can't come soon enough . . ..

I'll quit posting song lyric parodies, I get that "My Gender Lament" wouldn't get many reviews, likes or even views. But out of over 600 viewers, I had 2 reviews and 18 likes. I'll quit posting these since so few like them, but I do have a story I'm going to try and write.

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Got a new monitor, an LG C2 42" 4k OLED tv/gaming monitor. Upgraded from a dying 7 year old lcd, no problem, right? 2 year old Alienware, 3060 graphics card, should handle it without a problem, easy-peasy! Off the desk with the old monitor, totally rearrange the desk, piss off the kitties because their bed was moved, and start it up. This was it! The moment of glorious amazement was unfolding. There it was, a loading screen with Alienware logo.

First things first: I have no official affiliation with BCTS as a business entity. Outside doing a few stories for Hatbox/Patreon and the occasional cover, I have zero input into the goings-on or function of our site.

That said... I love BCTS, and want it to succeed. I've been an official member for almost 16 years, and I've picked about for longer than that. I've been a member of this community for longer than I've been able to legally drink!

I want to apologize to every author here. I read a lot of your stories, but I confess that I don't read everything, but I seldom leave a comment. That is because I just do not know what to say, other than I liked the story. I just feel that only saying that kind of thing is lazy when I do not have anything critical, good or bad, to say. I am also hesitant to leave comments that might make me look silly.

I recently posted a story with a scene that had felt creepy to me, so I added a caution tag to let people know about that. Now I'm starting to wonder if maybe I was being overly cautious. Does anybody have any thoughts on what makes a story creepy, as well as when (or if) it might be a good idea to warn people about it?

so, I got a flu shot and COVID booster yesterday and spent the whole time babbling about all the stressful stuff going on in my life.

The lady giving me the shots deserves a medal for putting up with me.

It is late at night here and I am dealing with my son who is in Northern Thailand, and works as an "Aircraft Mechanic".

The mall was already crowded and being around people was making me paranoid. Everyone was staring at the boy with the big breasts.

According to the Guardian, these fish along with another species of wrasse start off as female but become male as they age, becoming more colourful as they do so. Nature seems to have it the wrong way round to my thinking but they are beautiful fish.

https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2022/oct/19/discover...

I saw a literal dumpster fire happening across the street.

I think Edmonton needs help . . .

I have taken my mother away for a short holiday. Her man friend is ill and could not come. When I picked her up she suggested I take my bag that I keep my "stash" of clothes in. She wanted to see me dressed. After a hectic day yesterday, we had a slightly more relaxing day today.

I dressed at around 7pm. She wanted to see me without makeup. She could not believe the picture I have shown her, was of me. I put my wig on and then she started. She took a brush and gave me a fringe. Then she had me try on my other wig. She preferred my short one.

I have chosen an oxymoron as the title to this blog.
I mentioned my problem in a note to the story I posted today ....
I have been shut out of my gmail account and I have lost contact with everybody except people I am in touch with over discord.
Does anybody know how I can get my gmail back? A "verify that you are really you" message came up giving the only option as my back email, which now has a 2 step verification using the gmail I can't access. It is driving me nuts.

To be clear, I am Post Op MTF. I am not sure that I am transgendered save to say that my experience with males was dismal and I hated them. I have never had sexual relations with anyone save my wife when I was married.

I am reading a story where a guy is being Sissified, but has a female fiance. Make your head spin? The reason my original marriage ended was I was too feminine for my X. She felt I was gay. I am not.

I present as a woman now and have for 18 years. I don't think Sissies are gay. Perhaps the people that insisted that I transition were simply incredibly stupid?

Greetings everyone,

Announcing the arrival of my new novella, ‘My Faustian Bargain’: the tale of a man who uses ancient magic to borrow against his own future and live a life of comfort and ease. After eight years it’s time to pay up and Kurt soon discovers the downside of having enhanced his manliness as all debts are collected, plus interest.

Kurt becomes Kirsten, a lowly maid to his former lover – and Kirsten’s troubles are only just beginning.

I lost my best friend today, I've now outlived all of my friends except the ones I've made here. I do have my family, or I probably would have done something stupid by this time. I have to admit that I'm not sure how much more I can take, my parents are gone, my brother wants nothing to do with me (and it has nothing to do with me being Holly), and now my only friend I could hug is gone. I'm so very afraid of trying to make new friends in my area, I've started dressing full time now and I don't know how well I would be accepted outside of my family.

One thing masking for COVID has taught me is that a half mask - at least of the lower face - alone is not enough to conceal a person's identity, at least from from someone who knows them.

Or maybe I just have a very distinctive upper head. :-)

I was looking through my bookmarks this evening, deciding on a story to read, when I started thinking about the authors that I have become acquainted with here and those that I am missing.

Has anyone heard from Elsbeth? She is one of my favorite authors, but she disappeared suddenly around the beginning of Covid.

Bailey Summers posts sporadically and is another of my favorite authors. I hope to see more from Bailey soon as I basically owe my life to Bailey. We’re it not for Bailey, I would probably have eaten the muzzle of my .45 nine or ten years ago.

is that a word?

At the end of a long and carefully thought-out comment in another blog, Iolanthe said, “It is always a little distressing when another reader looks down their nose at stories or categories that I prize, but oh well. We're not all in the same place; we don't all have the same tastes.”

As usual, Iolanthe has caused me to think.

Can a dweeby film student be happy as a voluptuous ingenue named Hallelujah Jones?

Have we lost FictionMania?
That'd be three within the last month.

I'm sorry it took so long but finally chapter 12 is out! I know it's been many months but i hope those of you who like this story will forgive me

I've been going through a lot mentally and while it's no excuse it's made it very hard to write. I think I'm back in it now though so hopefully it won't take this long next time.

Yep i finally got it finished earlier today.

Five of my ebooks are currently for sale at US Amazon. They are-

Its 14:54, Thursday. I have work today and as much as I dread going in, it keeps me from binge eating. I've cut my calorie intake down to 800 a day and I can see the results. All the results. My waist is slimmer, I feel lighter, but I also see the dark circles forming under my eyes. I sometimes wonder how much more my body can take and how much is going to be 'enough'. Will I stop when I reach my goal weight, or will I keep going until they have to hospitalize me? No, I'll stop, but the most important thing now is not letting anyone in my life know about the burgeoning health issues.

Look, I don't know why I'm posting this. I swore I'd never post anything here again but where else am I going to put this shit. I can't talk to the people around me, I don't even tell my therapist the whole truth, but no one knows me here. No one cares and honestly, no one's going to read this. I just need to get it out there.