Black Panties
Part 1

By Princess Panty Boy

X-Why-Me…Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Emily ran and ran and ran trying to get her racket under the ball before it was passed to the guy in the other team. She jumped up a little and she snagged the ball out of the air and with a tennis grunt she whipped in back towards her team mates.

Yes she had joined the boy’s lacrosse team.

That had been as much a shock to her mother as her coming out to her had been and she wasn’t exactly "for" her doing something that was so “butch.”

Walking in Beckys Shoes
By
Julie D Cole

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Chapter 17

To me movies were an odd thing for me. I never really got the chance to be into them like other people because mostly growing up all we had was a poor example of a video store and there was the fact that anything fantasy or science fiction was “that foolishness.” And I had my “head in the clouds enough as it is.”

So being with Brandy and just curled up together watching movies that I’ve never seen before is a huge treat and it’s revealing worlds to me that I really just never got a chance to see before.

This is a VERY dark Altered Fates tale. It contains obscenity, the rape of two girls (males transformed by the Medallion), and the ravings of a very sick mind. (Not me, the narrator, and no wisecracks, please, about not being able to tell the difference.)

This was an experiment; a thought piece to see what would happen if a truly nasty man found the Medallion and decided to use it for his own purposes.

id (Part 2)

On the way back to Nina's room, Christina felt a mechanical rumble from the back pocket of her jeans. She took out her cell phone and saw that Richard was calling. She immediately froze, feeling a slight tightness in her chest. She was transfixed by the name on the tiny screen and was unable to move her fingers on the device before the call went to voice mail. Christina waited for the notification that indicated there was a new voice message, but it never came. Instead, there was a second rumble indicating that she'd just received a text message. She felt her stomach sink and it was though she'd temporarily lost her ability to differentiate up from down. She forced herself to read the message.

It read simply, "We should talk."
 

Walking in Beckys Shoes
By: Julie D Cole

id (Part 1)