John finds the body of a neighbour who has been murdered. The police detective assigned to the case deduces that John hides a secret - but the detective has secrets of her own.

Felicity Finds Family:
3/Can I Cook or Can’t I?

From Erin's One April Morning Multiverse
And the Goddess of Exxor Universe

By Sasha Zarya Nexus

Has Felicity learned that really advanced science really is indistinguishable from magic?

An adaptation of the video for David Guetta & Sia's song, "Titanium", dropped into Lilith Langtree's Center universe.

(Inspired by a conversation over on the forum)

Authors Note: I almost wish I would did the cliff hanger at a different spot in this story my muse gave me the better spot in this chapter.

Thank you djkauf for editing for me.

Promptly at ten thirty on Thursday morning Beth was sitting in the chair in Professor Tandy's office a tea cup nearby. Beth had come prepared this time with a cup of tea of her own.

Habib the Djinni looked nothing like Barbara Eden...yet...

Synopsis: To prove the safety of her company’s pesticides, Kelly uses Bud as an unwitting volunteer. The first change anyone notices is that Bud grows breasts. But the changes don’t stop there. Is Kelly the biggest slut in the Bundy household? And what is Marcy doing with the pesticide sprayer? (This is a takeoff of one episode of Married With Children. In my opinion, a lot of TG could have been done here. They dropped the ball. I picked it up and ran.)

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When I saw the episode of Married With Children where Kelly’s pesticides made Bud mutate and grow breasts, I knew that there was potential. But the episode dropped the ball. So I decided to continue the feminizing mutations of poor Bud. And of course, Marcy sees this as another way to torture pool Al…

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True to the Professor's words David did return with a can of pop. Pepsi, not diet of course, however he at least managed to get her a straw of sorts. The Slurpee straw with it's spoon type end wouldn't but much use in a small can of cola. David handed it to her along with the straw. His big hands dwarfing her tiny hands as he did so. What took him less than his one hand took her two to catch. It was also no surprise that after handing over the can her own hands were a bit black as well.