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Sam extracts herself from the group of men she went to bed with last night. Her anal opening was hurting and there was cum dripping out of it. She couldn’t believe she allowed three men to uses her like she did. Not that she regrets what she did last night. She enjoyed every moment of it.
She gathers her clothes up and gets dressed as quietly as she could. She looks at the time and notices she had an hour to get home and get ready for work. She calls an Uber and have it meet her outside. She takes all the money she made last night and stuff it in her bra.
'Alterations' continues the story of Stacy's journey from 'Exchanged' and 'Little Hope.' Stacy is a young college student who chose to travel to a new dimension to study their advanced computing technology at a prestigious university as an exchange student. Stacy thought he knew what he was getting into when he traveled, but multiple events show that he didn't plan for every problem he would encounter. Recently on a trip his adoptive parents adopted another Little, Bella, to help prevent her from being taken by unscrupulous Amazons. Stacy now begins orientation and classes at Emerson as the small family attempts to stay safe from the outside threat. Can Stacy manage to navigate college classes and everything the dimension can throw at him, and still make it back home with a degree? (Story set in the Diaper Dimension)
In this chapter, Halloween brings a whirlwind of excitement to the Blake household as Sam and Lily prepare their costumes and dive into the festivities. Emily, initially hesitant to join in, finds herself stepping out of her comfort zone and embracing the spirit of the night. From handing out candy to trick-or-treaters to exploring a haunted house with the family, she begins to feel more connected. Later, an invitation to a party leads her to face unexpected choices, ultimately leaving her with lessons about freedom, boundaries, and the weight of responsibility.
Written by a loving wife who, with her husband's tacit agreement, embarked upon a plan to introduce a third person, Annie, into their marriage, this life story has reached just 2-3 weeks into the process. It does not involve submission or domination, transgendering, or homosexuality. It does involve graphic sexual experiences from time-to-time, as the rejuvenation of our love lives has been a wonderful consequence of my plan.
"'Eye for an Eye', and soon the whole world is blind" Gandhi
Halloween Revenge
Two A.M. is the real witching hour. Take, for example one September morning at two. An observer in this particular town might have had their attention drawn to a back alley in a disreputable part of town.
There, in the shadows, there was a door. It looked like a very old door, possibly older than the bricks around it. The observer would have seen black smoke escape from a small space under the door, curling in the night air.
Dreaming of Cheers
Standing Up to Life: Book 3
Part 11 of 23
by Tiffany Shar
Intro by Carla Ann
“Tiffany, I’ve asked you how everything is going with people and the activities you’re involved in, but you haven’t mentioned how you are coping with everything.” She emphasized the ‘you,’ when she asked that.
“Well, better than I was last year,” I started. “Way better than last year… I have a lot of friends now, and I’m not getting picked on every day.” I saw her eyes boring into me looking for something else. “Alright, I don’t know how I’m doing right now.” I told her honestly.
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“Well for one I’m really tired of everyone guessing I’m five if I wear the wrong clothes.” I told her hesitantly. I was sure my parents had filled her in with everything anyway, “Tuesday was pajama day. Mom and I had found some cute pajamas with feet on them that would fit Amy and me, so we wore them for pajama day. We really did look cute dressed like that, and I was having a lot of fun with it. That was until the sub in English class thought that I was someone’s little sister that had come them to school that day.”
I was really surprised Dr. Reynolds didn’t laugh about it, but I continued, “Then the next day the whole squad was wearing shortalls and our hair done in pigtails and I looked to be about five again. One of my best friends even brought a doll to school to play a joke on the sub that we’d had. I don’t think she knew that it really upset me though. I’m not five, I’m twelve! Amy has grown about five inches here in the last couple months, but I’m still the same height I was last year. It’s good for cheerleading stuff because people can toss me so easily… but…” I was doing my best to not go into tears over all of this. “as long as we’ve got my puberty stopped then I won’t be doing much growing. That’s all on top of the fact that I’m never going to be able to have periods like my friends… and I’m stuck with this stupid thing between my legs,” I told her with a great deal of exasperation. “I’m so tired of having to look at it, or hide it, every time I turn around. I know you can’t do anything about it till I’m eighteen – but I wish it could be gone now!” I had gone to tears now.
Mary sat on the edge of the bed looking at me intently.
“You sound real serious.”
“Well, I just want us to not have any secrets. When we were talking about my past a while back, I left out some things that are important to who I am.”
Last month, I felt a strange urge to write new, TG words to an old song. Maybe my subconscious was responding to the stories and poems based on songs that many authors posted several months ago. Sometimes I'm just very slow. 8)
I made up the "punch line" for this song a long time ago, but, I'm sure, not before I was post op!
I included the lyrics for the original song; some might be interested.
Bob Wallace was at the end of his rope– broke, hungry, in need of a drink and about to be murdered until a strange train and an even stranger passenger showed him the way to Ovid and a new life.
I wasn't prepared to hear Mr. Stuart's guffaw. "Please, call me John." 'Call me John'? What the fuck's got into him?
"OK, John. I'm sure Miss Willows will get me settled in," she said as she gave me a wink.
"Miss Willows!" he said as he guffawed again. I could see tears flow from his eyes. "She does have a point, Willows. Cut that hair," he said right before he fell backward along with his chair. Even while on the floor, he was still laughing. I've never seen him like this. Did he get super lucky on the slopes of Switzerland or something?
The Half-Lilin By The Light Of The Moon Chapter 1
by Shin Eris
Proofreading by Stanman
Shortly afterwards I went to bed, I think Helena wanted to ask me more questions, but I said I was very tired. Not a lie, I was tired, drained, I felt a bit sick, confused and a lot of other things...
Bev's face was like thunder and her voice hard. "Give me the keys." Tom stood before her in the bedroom like a frightened rabbit, clad only in a bra filled out with tissues and matching panties which scarcely covered his chastity belt. She held out her hand. "Give me the keys!" she said again.
"I can't," Tom stammered "they're in the car."
"Then get them." Adding "Go just as you are" as Tom reached for a dressing gown. "And no shoes, either!" as he bent down to put on some slippers.
It was closing time @ Housing Transitions Program. I just walked out the door with my friend Lori and we were talking about the puzzle we were working on. Suddenly a blast happened and I went flying. I Hit the building and I looked up and saw a steel beam land on my leg. I screamed and I saw my twin sister came running. Then it just went black. Meanwhile the starship Omega was in orbit watching the action. The away team just beamed up and Captain Sisko just gave helm their next detestation then Paris says “Captain I am detecting an anomaly on the planets surface. And I detect two human life forms coming out of the anomaly!” Paris tells the captain “Looks like our business isn't done here yet. Captain Sisko told Dax to have a away team sent to the surface. Dax tells Worf to come with him and he hit his com badge and said Dax to EMH “Meet me in transporter room 3.” EMH was talking to Seven of Nine when they got to Transporter 3. EMH and Seven of Nine entered and Dax Said, “Two human life signs had just come out of the anomaly. They may be injured and need medical attention. Dax And Worf was already there. “Phasers on stun “, Dax said. “Energize!”
Dreaming of Cheers
Standing Up to Life: Book 3
Part 10 of 23
by Tiffany Shar
Intro by Carla Ann
“Tiffany, I’ve asked you how everything is going with people and the activities you’re involved in, but you haven’t mentioned how you are coping with everything.” She emphasized the ‘you,’ when she asked that.
“Well, better than I was last year,” I started. “Way better than last year… I have a lot of friends now, and I’m not getting picked on every day.” I saw her eyes boring into me looking for something else. “Alright, I don’t know how I’m doing right now.” I told her honestly.
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“Well for one I’m really tired of everyone guessing I’m five if I wear the wrong clothes.” I told her hesitantly. I was sure my parents had filled her in with everything anyway, “Tuesday was pajama day. Mom and I had found some cute pajamas with feet on them that would fit Amy and me, so we wore them for pajama day. We really did look cute dressed like that, and I was having a lot of fun with it. That was until the sub in English class thought that I was someone’s little sister that had come them to school that day.”
I was really surprised Dr. Reynolds didn’t laugh about it, but I continued, “Then the next day the whole squad was wearing shortalls and our hair done in pigtails and I looked to be about five again. One of my best friends even brought a doll to school to play a joke on the sub that we’d had. I don’t think she knew that it really upset me though. I’m not five, I’m twelve! Amy has grown about five inches here in the last couple months, but I’m still the same height I was last year. It’s good for cheerleading stuff because people can toss me so easily… but…” I was doing my best to not go into tears over all of this. “as long as we’ve got my puberty stopped then I won’t be doing much growing. That’s all on top of the fact that I’m never going to be able to have periods like my friends… and I’m stuck with this stupid thing between my legs,” I told her with a great deal of exasperation. “I’m so tired of having to look at it, or hide it, every time I turn around. I know you can’t do anything about it till I’m eighteen – but I wish it could be gone now!” I had gone to tears now.
Yet more drama ensues as Cathy goes about her everyday life.
While she manages to avoid unwanted attentions at the university and narrowly escapes a dangerous driver, she is not so fortunate when it comes to an attacker who has a grudge against cyclists.
From insubordinate Hellhounds to Hellish Bureaucracy, Lorelei is learning to deal with The Ways of Infernal Power. It ain't easy, in fact, it can be hard as Hell. And that's just for starters!
Harry Grant at 25 fell victim to the international criminal, Ron Simon, AKA the Switcher. Poor Harry had been mind-swapped with an old man of 65. Forty years of his life stolen in a moment…
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