A friendly place to read, write and discuss Transgender Fiction.
Home of 3000+ chapters of Easy as Falling off a Bike by Angharad and many other stories.
The transformation is complete and William is headed into the biggest
meeting of his career, wearing a suit that is tailored very differently
than the ones he usually wears. His change in wardrobe and persona force
both William and Kateri to reevaluate everything about themselves and
their relationship.
In this, the story finale, Quinn needs more help than he can imagine and
finds more than he ever expected. I cannot thank you all enough for
sticking with this series. Your comments, emails and general support has
been inspiring. I hope you enjoy this chapter, the series finale.
Vic Peltior and her partner only want to get on with their lives. Unfortunately for them, there are people who want them to do -- or be -- something else.
Triple Dare Masks 24 by Rodford Edmiston Buy on Kindle
Sataria’s Encampment, South Pacific Island:
Three shadowy figures use the night to their advantage as they move throughout the night quietly killing people. The people they killed didn’t stand a chance against them. Any magical wards that might have alerted the guards to their presence were deactivated with just a thought.
He’s stumbled upon a collection of Grandma’s old dresses and his cousin insists he try them on. But it's all just for fun... right?
It’s the summer before college, and Madison’s task is to clean out his late Grandma’s entire house before it’s sold. Even worse, he has to do it with his annoying, bratty cousin, Olivia. But while digging through boxes, they discover something unexpected: beautiful, vintage dresses of a wide variety of styles… and Grandma’s unfulfilled dream for someone to wear them. What starts as silly bonding activity for Madison and Olivia turns into much more when they realize how convincing Madison looks as a girl, leading them to take advantage of his feminine looks.
This ~50,000-word novel is available in its entirety for Kindle. The first few chapters will be shared here as samples. Hope you all enjoy! :)
I’d originally been going to title it “Venn-Splitting for Long-Distance
Relationships,” but Sophia had come up with a snappier title, “Splitting
for Togetherness.”
Late one morning, A and B went testing.
Having lost track of time while empesting.
It felt very good,
As she ground on his wood,
So they missed the red moon while cresting!
News soon went 'round the 'hood.
That they played with their pud.
And they were investing
In materials for nesting,
As A did what a responsible man should.
Life and Love are far more complicated than we can possibly understand. For one young cop, a journey of self-discovery will teach them that true strength was inside them all along.
It had certainly been one busy day. I was ready to drop. After we had changed, though, we had a message that there was a private party that we were required to join. It turned out to be in one of the larger staterooms which Kelly had taken for the night.
Queen Dana of Highwinds the Elf Kingdom inside the Empire has a problem. One that she cannot fix personally. The problem is with a small minority of her population. A problem that has been brought to her attention by the half elf son of a problematic Duke. What is a Queen to do? She calls on help from a friend. The question now is does she realize what she is letting loose on her kingdom?
She looked at me in a special way, as if to say that she knew me, or she wanted to. She had already been pointed out to me as being the boss’s wife. I guess she was what I might have expected from a guy who asks so much of his sales force – nothing less than the best.
One day in mid-December, a few days after Meredith came home from UNC
Chapel Hill for Christmas, I was taking a break at work and hanging out
with Genevieve and Terri for a few minutes. Genevieve was a kind of
beetle-bee hybrid, with a bee’s striped fuzzy underbelly and a beetle’s
elytra over her wings, and a slightly human-ish face. Terri was a big
mushroom with a face and arms and four small feet, apparently based on
a fantasy creature from a story she liked, “though the ones in the book
are a lot smaller,” she said. I was in one of my more outre dragon-like
bodies, slender with silver scales and four smaller wings more like a
butterfly or moth than a bat.
I knew very early on that I wasnt like the other boys, I just felt different, I acted different then them. They wanted to wrestle, or play in the mud and I wanted to color pictures of princesses. I would spend hours coloring all the pretty dresses, and long hair, outlining there make up. I would feel jelious of the princesses in my coloring books. They were so soft and pretty, they had curves. I really wanted that. I wanted to be like them.
In a quiet town, lived a young boy named Liam. Liam was known for his compassionate heart and willingness to help others. One day, he learned about a charity that made wigs for children suffering from cancer, and he knew he had to do something to contribute. With a determined spirit, he decided to grow out his hair to donate.
Sutter threw the bow rope to the deck crew of the submarine. Reynard tossed them the stern rope. The sailors held the small boat steady against the sub's hull while the commando team scampered aboard.
Once on the wet foredeck of the sub the commandos were quietly but enthusiastically welcomed by the crew. They were surprised when their rum runner boat was also pulled aboard, and maneuvered onto the cradle and back into the hangar.
Doom Valley Prep School
Chapter 53
An Interesting Offer
Smoke was rising from Ivy's mouth and hands as Reginald's silver gauntlet burned her flesh. A very deep growl rose from her throat, and her eyes were getting a wild look. She'd probably have already attacked the wannabe paladin, but it was taking all of her strength just to hold his arm in place.
They spent the day going through the case files. Susan had told them to keep things to themselves. Monday they would discuss the cases and see where they would go next. When she got home, she found Mervyn having a cup of tea in the kitchen.
Again, I need to thank Malady for his help in editing this. All the ideas he gives are greatly appreciated.
This is a fanfic that jumped out at me right after I saw the Star Trek: Strange New Worlds episode,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, and Tomorrow (Did I miss an "and" in there? LOL!)
Please let me know what you think about this little piece!
A Nearly Impossible Decision
La’an
stared unseeingly at the screen. In her mind, she was back in
Toronto, while her heart was ripped out by the Romulan, Sera.
Not everyone will approve of you as you go along your own gender journey. You'll change and grow in many ways they may disapprove of. But it's not your job to please them.
Captions:
Panel 1:
Idiot: "This is why I don't like being your friend anymore. You've changed."
Lari: "Do you mean the tits, or the complete shift of my beliefs and worldview?"
Panel 2:
Lari: "It's called growing. I've done both."
Allan grinned. “That’s my girl. Make sure you take something to help you sleep tonight and tomorrow will be a good day. I’ll arrange for a nanny to come to the house this afternoon to look after Ali, to give you a little bit of free time.”
Quinn was off work. Injured in the line of duty they call it. Shot himself in the foot in the locker room. I like Quinn but he can be a klutz.
They paired me for a week or two with Gayle. Gayle is a lesbian, but you cannot deny that she is good at her job. She is just not the cheeriest soul on the planet. It makes you wonder if lesbian sex can really be that satisfying. But people’s private life is their own. I make no judgments.
"The Nazis have sponsored multiple expeditions to the Arctic and Antarctic and several mountain ranges," said The Solution, frowning. "Including the Himalayas. Could they have found something here, closer to home?"
"Viking hacksilver," guessed The Infiltrator. Being pragmatic, or perhaps merely hopeful.
Randy loves nothing more in life than motorcycles. When his friend Nick gives him the opportunity to join in as monkey during a sidecar race, he jumps at the chance -- even if it means wearing pink leathers.
Checks can be made out & sent to:
Joyce Melton
1001 Third St.
Space 80
Calimesa, CA 92320
USA
Note: $6000 is the operating, maintenance and upgrade budget. Amounts received in excess of the $6000 will be applied to long term debt accrued over the last 19 years.
Dedications:"For Emily"
For Stanman: "He was always there to offer a kind word and encouragement."
"In loving memory of
Robyn Lovelace
My life partner,
my life's love, my friend"
-- Karen J. Taylor
This site is dedicated to the
memory of lost friends
and particularly for
Jeanne Gerrib,
Rick Buhs, and
Bob Arnold.
-- Joyce Melton
Recent comments