This is my first ever fetish story it is fictitious, and features smoking fetish and transgender content in a gentle way.

The Agony Aunt.

Fiction by Johnny Cumlately.

This is a sequel to "A cottage by the sea" which should be read before this story.

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Briony was enjoying her work for Jim Snow, the local estate agent. She had become familiar with the local area and developed a sense of values of local property. Initially, she worked part time whenever Jim had clients wanting to be shown around properties.

Evanescence

Part 2

I was sitting in bed in the hospital watching the television. I’m freaked out beyond freaking out. I totaled my car; I went through the windshield and went into a two day coma. Here I met the goddess, oh no I guess not like that but THE Goddess. And she drops the F-bomb on me.

I’m some kind of person that keeps getting reincarnated. That in every life I’ve ever lived I’ve been connected to her and been a woman.

Something to Declare by Cyclist

Chapter 21

Warning: this episode may contain traces of rugby

Lee Stone Presents: The Spectre! by Lynceus In a world a lot like ours, hidden powers surface, both new and old. But not everyone is a metahuman or has supernormal abilities. Join us now, as we take a peak at how a normal comic book artist deals with both his pain, and his encounter with a world that will never be the same again!

A very different story from the Comics Retcon Universe!

Zach loved the outdoors: the fresh air, the open spaces, the rugged mountains, the sheer diversity of nature. Maybe what he liked most was the fact that there wasn't any of those damn LGBT types out there. Heck, that was why he was out there now, them and their damn Pride parade! Still, storming through the woods and mountain trails helped work off some of the anger, though there was still a lot left. Maybe if he wasn't so angry, he would have paid more attention to where he was going that misty morning, would have been more sure of his footing. Unfortunately, such things are left as afterthoughts of such incidents and looked back on in hindsight.

Do clothes really make the man ... or woman? An invitation to a night on the town becomes an object lesson in what it means to be a friend.