Part 5

Alexandra was pondering over her current predicament and deciding whether she should just accept her punishment and let them make a woman out of her or still try to go back to Alexander. She did miss out on her freedom as a man.

An Old Trope Revisited

I was in the change room, getting angrier by the moment. My own mother was pushing girl clothes on me! She’d dragged me into this shop, made me strip, and now had thrown skirts and dresses and girl’s underthings over the top of the door, and was demanding I put them on!

I really couldn’t believe my own mother would be doing something like this. Why would she want to turn me into a girl? Didn’t she love me just as I was? And what could I possibly do but go along with her plan?

Finally, an idea came to me, how I could end this torture.

I don’t know if there is a contest for this or not. It just came to me while I was about to lay down for a nap. May need a bit of editing, and maybe a bit more added, but this is most of the story.

It was late, very late. He parked his old car for the night. Although it was a silver car, you couldn’t tell as it was mostly orange with rust. You could hear the tinkle of the engine cooling, as he fiddled with the plug for the car. If it wasn’t plugged in all the time, it would not start.

The Ambassador had arranged suitable clothing for James so as not to cause the child any undue harm, late in the afternoon a team of dressers, and beauty consultants descended on them to get them ready. The adults were taken away to get ready as was Annabel, leaving James alone with a a rather suave looking gentleman who took James to his room.

" Well young man lets get you ready to meet the Ambassadors guests shall we " he said

"Ok" said James shyly

PART 3 OF 3 this just came to me
please read and comment.

Chapter 1 of 15

Healing Both Mind and Body

by Torrey Grover

Our heroine tells a story of violent abuse, recovery, and reconciliation, and finally looks forward to her future. This story combines real events, ideas, and people (names altered) with imagination to create a work of transgender fiction. If the abuse seems unrealistic to you, google 'John Daniel Kingston' plus beating, and read the newspaper accounts.

Mission Impossible?

Chapter 11

Amber smiled pleasantly at the neat but slightly overweight woman behind the desk noticing her name tag read Monica. The front desk clerk quickly typed on the keyboard to retrieve the information from her workstation.

“I see Mr. Rienholt is poolside with the Birds. Are you familiar with the hotel?” The front desk clerk asked.

“No, this my first visit.”

“Diego will escort you. Diego, please escort the lady to cabana 15. Have a pleasant day Miss.”

“Thank you, Monica.”

The PI company that was hired was called Moriarty Investigations, all their operatives had worked for various government Intelligence agencies over the years and they had equipment equal to and some times even better than government agents.

The Head of company was told what was required and a contract was drawn up and signed, the Moriarty company also provided top level undercover security so would also ensure the safety of James and his mother 24/7 until the case was dealt with.

Lead Shoes-3

Chapter 3

It was actually pretty cool even going through all the same old stuff in physiotherapy and getting my baselines of what I can do and what I can’t and what my good days are like and what my bad days are like. But it’s nothing like with Nan or my Dad.

Aunt Holly actually asks why something is the way that it is, she asks if she can be shown if any of the exercises she can do with me at home are and she is right there helping me and learning and giving a shit.

Thanks to EOF for coming up with this particular bit of madness. Since I tend to have a weakness for vampires, when the offer came to do a story here I of course jumped right in.

Maggie

Death is not the End Chapter 1 by Maggie Finson

Mom! How Could She? By Teek © October 2011 2,170 words long This is the first story in the Cindy's Adventures series.

Summary: Jessica is mad, very mad, at her mom for what she packed for the two weeks of music camp.
An innocent fellow camper is drafted to help her through this.

“Troy, I told you before, if you need to talk to me, you can.” Mr. McCoy said.

“In a way.” Troy answered. “But I don't want to talk about it.”

Big thanks to Djkauf for the Editing.

It's back to School time for Tracy. Or is it Troy?