This is a second person FtM story, I've been kinda intrigued with the idea of writing something in second person for a while. This is a heads up that this story is basically about the reader being turned into a boy and I figure that could be triggering to some people, especially trans women. There's no abuse, but just be careful and maybe give this one a miss if you think that might upset you. Otherwise, enjoy!

“The Many Faces Go To War: Chapter 8”
By = Fayanora

Chapter Eight: Defiance

Notes: Started putting dates on these chapters where possible, it helps me keep track of where I am in the story. (Something I figured out when writing my original fiction.) Dates are provided by HP Lexicon's Order of the Phoenix calendar.

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

Hi, so I did write a story on here ages ago, but can't even remember what it was called (or what name I used). It never got finished anyway though, so here's something new, and it works quite well as a stand alone tale.

I decided to do something a little different with this, and set myself a bit of a challenge; I wanted to do a fairly sweet coming of age tale, something without overt sexuality in it, but that was still focused on a sissy. If that makes you want to not read this, well I think (or hope) you'll be pleasantly surprised.

Staycation Escape

Staycation contest entry

Sometimes, you dont have to go away to escape.

Or at least, I didn’t. My “staycation” gave me all the escape I needed.

It happened the summer I turned 16. My mother and stepfather announced they were going to take a holiday as a delayed honeymoon since they hadnt taken one when they had gotten married, and my brother, who had just graduated high school was taking advantage of camp that was free, and would also be gone for most of a month.

My name is Tom. I am a 16 year old boy. I am the smallest in my class, with long brown hair, and very thin. Some think I am a girl when they see me from behind.

Today I was sitting in class when I felt a pain in my chest. I asked the math teacher: “Miss Jones, can I go to the bathroom?” She said yes.

I ran to the bathroom but it wasn't easy because of the pain. Once inside I entered a booth, sat on the toilet and took off my t-shirt. When I looked down at my chest I saw my nipples were hard and the skin around them was swollen.

Harry Potter and the Trouble With Neurotypicals: Book Four.
Or, "Autistic Potter and the Goblet of Fire."

Notes: I do not own this. J. K. Rowling does. This is just fan fiction. No money is being made. Not by me, anyway.

There may be a few bits and pieces lifted word-for-word from the canon material. I tried to do that as little as possible, though, but there's a lot more in this one than usual because it was unavoidable. Still, lots of details are changed, so don't skip by familiar parts or you might miss something.

This story is set in the same "world" as LadyDragon623's stories about werefolk, vampires, fae and other supernatural creatures.

I have her express permission to use the "world" and characters she has mentioned in her stories if I feel they would fit into this story.

Callista Sorrens sat in the back of the bar, watching the crowd on the dance floor and the people near the bar. She'd picked this place and this evening because the sound level was bearable compared to what it would be like on a Friday or Saturday night.

Chapter 2 Star's POV

I could hear a clutter of feet going down the stairs and then shortly afterwards Janice was coming towards me, smiling after she recognised me through the window in the door. Kayla was standing behind me. I didn't place her there, she was just a bit nervous, so she stayed behind me and then popped her head around me occasionally to see what was going on. It was so cute.

She opened the door. “Star, what happened, I was getting worried.” Then she noticed Kayla. “Oh, hello sweetie.”