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Themed cruises are the new travel sensation. It is just a question of meeting a demand. In the travel business we have discovered that there are some “kinky” cruise options which may not be able to fill a whole ship, but if we charter for a whole bunch of different sexual proclivities in a single voyage, the only common and required ingredient is tolerance.
The doctor's prognosis left Stevie with a lot to process. Now, he has to figure
out how he's going to live his life. Thank you all for your amazing support and
kind words. I am so happy that so many of you are enjoying the story.
This has been a very tough week here.
Danny's Perdition: It’s the 24th century and Danny has discovered that his work for the government has several times condemned people to termination. The newest suspect has been thoroughly transformed by a department called “Visual Perfection,” and now Danny must do his duty, once again. Would traveling across the continent in an antique machine offer a realistic alternative?
Also included A Dollar Short: Tilford has a dead-end job. The idea that someone would offer him a great position seems alien.
We allowed the couple some time to get their act back together. Margaret pointed us to a downstairs powder room while they went upstairs to freshen up. We all looked a lot better when we sat at the dining table for lunch. The talk was now less emotional, but no less serious, as we discussed possible outcomes.
Daydreaming on Deck (Part 3)
By Sabrina G. Langton
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Author's note... More of our story about a quiet, married, older, new transgender woman, a listener, but she never tells anyone about all the conversations she has inside her head... I hope YOU like it...
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We were a couple of houses away. I could see Linda's car in the driveway.
Dennis becomes infatuated with the girl in the blue denim skirt who sits on the low brick wall running along the path inside Aston Park. He knows that his infatuation with her is troublesome and that he should just ignore her but he just can't resist her allure.
Echoes of the Past 1
Being a mother is the best thing in the world, but nothing prepares you for it
What do you do when your son is different from other boys?
What do you do when he does not want to be older?
What do you do when he does not want to be a boy?
What do you do when he says you are not his mother?
Cassady wakes up and finds herself sandwiched between a naked woman with strawberry blonde color hair and a muscular bald head guy. She could feel his huge stiff penis resting between her butt cheeks. She carefully extracts herself from between them and stumbles towards the bathroom.
Her head was pounding from the drinks she had last night. She sits down on the toilet and lets her bladder release. She licks her lips and could still taste the fluid from the woman she had sex with last night.
CHAPTER 2
I felt my world wobble for a moment, before Keith simply tugged at my sleeve.
“Come in and sit down, Mike. I’ll talk you through it. Not what it sounds like”
I was lost. How could it not… Penny? Gone? They were joined at the bloody hip, for god’s sake. He towed me into the living room, pushing me down into one of the armchairs, then disappearing into the kitchen for a few seconds before returning with a couple of bottles of Shefford Old Strong and a pair of glasses. I found myself on autopilot as I used the bottle opener that lived on my key ring, poured and sipped.
I got my phone and took a picture, close up, followed by a couple showing the whole board. When I got back home, I uploaded the pictures to my laptop and added them to an email to Strachan. Well, he did say to report only to him, didn’t he?
Nami looks at the tracker she put on the gang that she has been tracking. She had watched and recorded them as they kidnapped a bunch of women and transvestites. She needed to get evidence of their crimes, before she could do anything against them. She managed to slip a tracking device on their vehicle and tracked them to a warehouse.
“Have a good day!” Sonia calls after me as I leave our flat, on my way to start another day of school.
“Will do,” I reply, even though deep down, I'm almost certain that I won't.
It’s been a month since I started my new school, and while I'm sure I might give the impression of having settled into the school, on the inside, my head is still spinning from my new circumstances.
Mr. Ramsey was still female, but Mrs. Ramsey had switched back to female
already, though her new girl body had blue skin like the guy body she’d
worn for a couple of weeks and the body Mr. Ramsey was still wearing.
Danielle was as good as her word and gave Josh a full makeover that night. She fussed over ‘Josie’ for what seemed like hours until she was happy with her work.
“Ready for this?” ask Danielle as she prepared to remove the towel that she’d used to cover her mirror.
Sure, Peaches is small and cute and makes a lovely girl; everyone says so. But Sky? More than six feet of champion male athlete and he wants to be a girl? How is that going to work? Can even Peaches help? Are Sky's hopes too high?
John was pissed that he died on the beach at Normandy.
It was June 6, 1944 and to say Private John Burton was unhappy would be an understatement. Even though he had heard General Eisenhower's speech on the radio, he really wanted to be elsewhere. Not that he wasn't a red-blooded American and not that he didn't grasp the importance of the mission. It's just that he was convinced there was a German bullet with his name on it. It was a feeling he just couldn't shake. All the trouble his parents went through to raise him, scolding him into good behavior, getting onto him to make good grades. And then all the money and effort Uncle Sam went through to prepare and train him for this exact moment, everything his life was moving towards would come to a wasted end on a beach in France he'd never heard of. He just knew it. And he was mightily annoyed about it.
Being annoyed couldn't describe how John felt when not even ten feet from the landing craft onto the sands of the beach before being cut down by German machine gun fire. Talk about being angry as he fell onto the sand...
And then even more angry when he woke up in another time and place as a naked teen girl...
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