“I know this is only going to be for a couple of hours, but it’ll be a taste of what you can have all the time, later on.”

Dave looked sly. "I heard it involves a cheerleader."

“Mrs Houston,” Nancy called to Heather while waiting for their food to arrive. Oliver wanted to ask something but was too shy to ask himself, so Nancy had to help him.

“Oliver wanted to ask if Ryan could stay over at our house tomorrow, we have already asked Conor’s mom, and she agreed,” Nancy said, looking at Ryan, who looked at his mom with his big blue eyes.

Looking into Ryan’s eyes, Heather was sure that if she was going to refuse (which was not the case here), she couldn’t say no now. How could she say no to these big cute blue, begging puppy eyes? “Of course, he can. I don’t see why not,” Heather said, much to Ryan’s joy.

I’d pretty much given up on trying to convince myself I wasn’t trans by that point. I was still trying to convince myself that a girl body, whether human or dragon, was a “nice to have” rather than the burning need it had soon become once I’d started thinking about it.

Were some trans women lesbians, if that was the right word for it? The parental control software wouldn’t let me find out and I couldn’t ask anyone.

Dela felt Alexander fall to his knees in the real world. She couldn't blame him, sobs wracked her imaginary body, they shouldn't be here, they couldn't be here.

"I can't put this together," Max laughed. "You're nearly naked, but it's not so you can surprise me.
Did you have to get undressed to spy on Amber?"

"No, look: I was trying to make a quick getaway—"

It was around 4:30 in the afternoon. Ryan sat down with his mom in the stands; his dad was on his way. Jeff could never miss his son’s football game. Beside them were Oliver and Nancy’s parents, the Collins. Since Oliver’s parents died, his Uncle Erwin, Nancy’s dad, had adopted him. He was taking good care of him and always ensured Oliver felt at home.

Nancy’s mom was also happy to have Oliver, as he was a good and sweet boy, and she loved him. Nancy always wanted a little sibling, a brother or a sister. That didn’t matter. Her parent’s financial situation didn’t allow them to have another child until a year ago when they moved into the neighborhood. Her dad got a job as a manager for a new branch in his corporation after his previous boss recommended him for the job.

Changing Roles
By Julie Dawn Cole
Chapter 12

Bill seemed a lot more confident as he left and he smiled as he looked me in the eye. I was pleased for him and hoped Emily was satisfied that he was an honest employee.

Ms Latimer seemed to want to get back to report to her manager so she excused herself leaving Emily and I alone.

Just a quicky...

Lately, I heard a mother shout to her daughter "Go! Get changed!" at the local swimming pond.
This triggered my funny bone and fantasy. Add to this someone here on BC stating he/she/they
wanted to pack a transformation into 500 or 1000 words and write it in one run through...

... and you get the background for this piece of ???
Have fun!

A thought came, unbidden. It popped into my head, all by itself. The thought said,
Max has kissed me twice — admittedly, only on the cheek —
but I've never kissed him once.
Right then, exactly then, before another thought could run in screaming DON'T DO IT, I kissed him.

Ryan walked through the hallway heading directly to Coach Damien’s office. Seeing that Ryan was so successful under his coaching, the school had decided to make an office just for coach Damien.

Reaching the coach’s office, Ryan started knocking on the door. “Come in,” the sound of coach Damien came from behind the door.

As Ryan entered, he saw coach Damien, a well-built, 6’5” man in his early thirties, sitting at his desk.

Wings

part 1 of 62

This story is set in dkfenger's Trust Machines universe and is a sort of sequel to my Pioneers, though I think it stands alone tolerably well. Thanks to dkfenger for opening up his fascinating universe for other authors to write in.

Thanks to ChiriVulpes, clancy688, dkfenger, Nicole, and Rellawing for feedback on early unfinished drafts.

Thanks to clancy688, dkfenger and Fiona for research help.

Ryan sat in the backseat of his mom’s black SUV while listening to music on his tablet. George sat in the front seat beside Heather; seeing that his school was on the way between Ryan’s and their home, they dropped George off at his high school first.

Ryan was glad that his mom and dad agreed to let him sit in the car without a car seat. He didn’t lack in height when it came to kids his age. Being 4’ 6” and with George’s help, he convinced his parents to let him ride without a car seat.

Being the baby of the family and the fact that he almost died when he was a baby made them very overprotective in a way that Ryan didn’t like sometimes.

Summoned: An Accidental Adventure –
Prologue v

Chris looked down at the terrain they had set up on the gaming table. It was a detailed forest simulacra with representative building walls, carts, beasts of burden, town folk, guards, and of course unique little figurines representing the various players characters.

Chapter 2

When I was allowed to get out of bed I found that my wardrobe now had some of Suzettes’ old clothes in it. My mother told me that they had been saving the cast-offs for today and that there was new underwear and other items now in my drawers.

When I dressed I found that it all came naturally, able to do up my bra without a thought. In a blouse and skirt with open toed sandals I looked at myself in the mirror and was pleasantly surprised at how good I looked.

Amanda told me, but I had a hard time believing it. “What do you mean theatrical glue won’t stick to my skin? Doesn’t it stick to everyone’s skin?”