Sean stood for a moment, her violin hanging from her fingers. She was terrified, shocked, unable to move or even swallow for an instant of time that seemed to her to last forever. She finally lifted her instrument and almost aggressively clamped her chin down on the pad. She held her bow over her violin as though she was ready to beat the instrument, so it was a surprise when the first notes she wrung from it were so soft as to be almost inaudible.

Southern Comfort
Chapter 12
By Theide
 

The Pretenders
By Ricky
There's a magic in the summer woods, a peace and tranquility that soothes the soul and calms the mind. When mother and daughter meet father and son, romance - and just a little bit of sweet revenge - ensue.

TO SHAPE ONE'S LIFE
Part 2 of 4

by Jeffrey M. Mahr

A tree cannot grow in the sky,
nor clouds be in the sea, nor fish live in the fields,
nor can blood be in sticks nor sap in rocks.

-- Titus Lucretius Carus<

This was written about ten years ago. The idea was to answer the question,
"What would you do if you could do absolutely anything?"
It's presented here in sections. All 4 parts are now posted

TO SHAPE ONE'S LIFE
Part 1 of 4
Prelude and Chapter One: Showtime.

by Jeffrey M. Mahr

You see things; and you say "Why?"
But I dream things that never were;
and I say "Why not?"

-- George Bernard Shaw

Sissy’s New Life -- Part 16

By Maid Joy

It had been two months of hell. Well, hell when I wasn’t at home with Karen. She and I were growing closer in a way I had never been with a woman before. She wanted me in bed with her, and I had been resisting.

Most people would have smacked me and called me absolutely stupid to turn her down, but I didn’t want sex spoiling what we had.

What did we have you might ask. In my opinion we had a very good, and I mean very good, friendship. Not “friends with benefits”, but two people who meshed in just about every way possible. We had similar interests, we liked the same type of music, we read similar books and enjoyed going out to most of the same places. Neither of us liked porn very much (no plots), but erotica turned us both on.

A Gender Retirement

By BethanyDaWade

A little story about dreams and reality that I wrote and submitted for the May contest, a little mayday at the end is it's only qualification, but I hope you like it.

From Fire, From Ice

By Jaye Michael

Be thou chaste as ice, pure as snow,
thou shalt not escape calumny.
– William Shakespeare
Hamlet, III, i, 142

 

Day One

    Desolate but breathtaking, that’s how Charlie Dawson always described the Alaskan tundra. After completing his residency in General Medicine, he had fled joyously back to the land of his youth. Others had twisted and fought like salmon at the end of a hook only to be slowly reeled back into the bosom of the state that had covered the huge loans incurred by eight or more years of study and training. For some reason, the State of Alaska expected them to practice in the “Land of the Midnight Sun” or immediately reimburse the state for its costs–with interest and stiff penalties.

Description: A married cross-dresser's fantasy to dress and serve becomes reality at the hands of his wife and her lover.

This is a NON TG element Science Fiction Fantasy. More about the signal is found, Linaria and friends work together to get to the answer and plans are in work for a special visit. Please comment on characters and flow.
 

And Now...
 
Amaria
Chapter Three
By D. L. Darrow (Sara D.)

I get daily GCFL (Good Clean Funnies List) stories and this one struck me as interesting. I hope you enjoy it it as much as I did.

I appologize if I over stepped my authority by putting a story here from another Website, but gcfl.net is free to everyone and you can subscribe to it. They will send you one funny story each day.

The original author is Paula Sanning.

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the family reunion
by thewargamerguy
Three years of hard work were about to pay off and for those that hurt him, he has something else planned.

One shift, I found myself in the aeroponics section along with Simon, the slight young man we had both noticed keeping himself apart from the rest in the mess hall the first time we had eaten aboard ship. I had noticed that he cast longing glances at both of us when we ate, but not in the same way as the others, and he had never tried to approach either of us as the others had. There had been no time for anything but the business of running the ship since we first broke orbit, but as we shuffled around each other, checking pumps and sprayers, pruning plants to ensure maximal growth patterns and yields, I noticed him glancing at me sideways when he thought I wasn’t looking.

Southern Comfort
Chapter 11
By Theide
 

The Tension and competition heats up between Brandy and Leticia. The Washingtons begin to think long and hard about their future.

 

The Challenge: Part 7
By Tyler

I had dropped the girls off at school and now I had to come back home and take care of my domestic chores. Fiona had ordered me back into my empathy suit and a maid's uniform for doing chores around the house, I pulled on a pair of black tights for convenience and threw on my maid's dress. I wished I didn't have to wear high heels for cooking and cleaning but it was her rules. It was a little irritating how she would lounge on the couch and watch golf while I would go at the furniture with a feather duster.
 

The Challenge: Part 5
By Tyler

The guys continue to develop as females.
 

The Challenge: Part 3
By Tyler

A man and his two sons have been selected to participate in a reality show. They think that they will take part in an "Amazon Adventure Challenge." In reality, they will transform into three black women and compete against other teams for the next six months. The guys will participate in girly challenges, dance classes, and learn how to be women. For the finale, all the contestants enter a beauty pagent and America votes for the winning family!
 
 

The Challenge
By Tyler

If you are not old enough to read this, don’t.

I know! I know! Yes, I know that this theme has been worked to death but I thought I’d try my hand at it too.

I Carry On

I look out the window, my forehead leaning against the cold glass, trying to see her. I let out a deep, troubled sigh as I search for her. She’s got to be out there somewhere, but how in the hell am I supposed to find her?

I ponder going out there after her, searching for her, never resting until I find her… but I know that I can not. Four weeks after my surgery, the flesh is most definitely too weak no matter how willing the spirit.

If you really found a D'jinn's lamp what kinds of wishes would you make?

As Celeste begins to stir up her own claim to the Cresswell throne she enlists the help of Grace in getting what she wants, however Grace soon finds out that you can’t always believe a deceiver and as she becomes embroiled in Lady Melissa’s wayward adopted daughter’s plans, she also has to embark on the dangerous mission that places her in the sights of a cold bloodied killer, but does she have the character and skill to outwit such a dangerous and seasoned professional dealer in death.

The Old Hooker - 4
by Janet Baker
 
Lisa hung there naked, suspended by chains attached to her wrist cuffs
fruitlessly trying to kick her tormentor who stood back laughing
as she waited for a clear shot at Lisa’s naked body.

Inspired by, but not a direct copy of, one of my all time favourite films. When she wakes up in an anonymous hotel room after a nasty crack on the head, she doesn't know who she is, where she is, or even recognise her own face. But as always in Seacombe, one should not take things too seriously.

This story was first published on FictionMania, with just a few changes from the original.

On Wings of Shadow

By

Maggie Finson