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In this chapter, Emily navigates the aftermath of a difficult day at school, grappling with guilt and the weight of her choices. Mrs. Blake’s firm but compassionate guidance helps Emily reflect on her actions, while the warmth and support of the Blake family remind her that she is not alone. As the evening unfolds, small gestures of kindness and a lively family game bring moments of connection and hope, offering Emily a sense of belonging and the courage to move forward.
David stared at the sneakers in the box, the deep purple color gleaming under the light. “Great,” he muttered, lifting one up for a closer look. “These will match my scales.”
“Your what?” both his mom and Kelly said in unison, their voices sharp with confusion.
David froze, his mind racing. Crap, why did I say that out loud?
“My dragon… oh, umm… these are really pretty.” He trailed off, trying to backtrack, but his mom wasn’t having it. Her expression hardened, and she crossed her arms.
The High Priest, infuriated by Akari’s growing influence and the success of her divine artifact, realized that subtlety was no longer an option. His previous attempts to undermine her had failed, and worse, they had only solidified her resolve and earned her more support from the academy. It was time to escalate his efforts and strike directly.
A second team-building Friday in February means another couple's costume
for William and Kateri, but a mistake creates a very complicated situation for William.
When Tony's attempt to follow in his father's footsteps on the football field comes to nothing he gives his undivided attention to a different sport - gymnastics.
His unorthodox training leaves judges bemused but coaches impressed enough to give him an opportunity. With the Olympics in his sights a twist of fate has him seeing things from a whole new perspective, one that will affect the rest of his life.
I have worked on this poetry for years. Kelly Blake's new entry inspired me to share it. I am sure that any Transgendered person will understand it. There are a variety of themes contained within it. I think I was reading the work of the likes of Frost, and his contemporaries at the time. I started it in the Late 80's after I finally figured out that I was Transgendered and there was no cure.
It started out centered on the page with a yellow background. Anyone who would care to correct that, you are welcome, but I do not wish anyone to tamper with the text at all.
I just got in a mood this morning and this came to me. Basically a brief glimpse autobiography that continues on to my death, only from a rather dark perspective.
Thank you once again, Katherine Day for suggestion and editing.
The first night in the mountains I realized that we had not planned very well. We had covered about 25 Km and work up a sweat doing it. That night the temperature dropped below water’s freezing point and we ended up in joined sleeping bags bodies pressed together to conserve heat.
Kelly's Journey (Revised)
Chapter 5 School Girl Kelly
By Stanman63 Edited By Nora Adrienne with Special Thanks To Terry Naut and JennaFL for Proofing and to Heather Rose Brown for the Illustration!
After agreeing to be a date for one of Mister Woods clients sons, young Kelly finds that the "fire" she had as Kelly boy is there for her as Kelly girl
A young teenage boy is troubled by a strange recurring nightmare and he's willing to do almost anything to try to end it.
Note: I want to thank Angela Rasch for her help with this story. She's been very kind and patient with me.
IMPORTANT NOTE FOR THOSE WHO ARE SENSITIVE TO HORROR: This story has some elements of horror but it has a happy ending. I hope you give it a chance. Thanks.
Ghosts in the library. A fairly common story for Halloween . Telling such stories, especially around a campfire at night, is fun. Heck, it’s almost a tradition — a ghostly figure that you see from the corner of your eye as you work on your homework in the library, eerie sounds, unexplained movements like doors closing or chairs moving et cetera. Old hat. Hackneyed, even. Thing is, I was the one who saw them, experienced them. It might even have been okay if that was all, and if they just happen occasionally, and at night. But the thing was, the weird stuff started happening in the daytime as well, and during class. And it all started when my eyes changed color…
My name is Mark. And this is my Halloween story.
(an official story-entry to Topshelf’s 2009 October TG Terror Contest)
“Lay me doon in ta caul caul groon. Whaur afore monie huv gaun. (Rep)
When they coom a wull staun mo groon. Staun mo groon al nae be a fraid.
Thoughts awe hame tak awa mo fear. Sweat an bluid hide mo veil awe tears.
Ains a year say a prayer faur me. Close yir een an remember me. Nair mair shall a see the sun.”
“Sgt. (Charles S.) MacKenzie” By Joe Lina MacKenzie Mod Scott. as done by Clainne An Drumma
This story is not intended to vilify nice decent TVs or TGs --
it just so happens that the principal is deranged and happens to cross dress. This is a nasty, misogynistic story. Avoid it if you are sensitive or under eighteen.
He had been searching for a victim. He wanted a wife and a sex slave.
Yes, he thought a victim might become a wife and love him.
Joseph looked down as they began to work his legs into the rubber suit that would encase his body for the next week.
"Could you explain again," he couldn't finish his sentence as one of the frat boys put a small toy into his mouth.
"Swallow," He did.
"Well her voice will be so high pitched she'll sound like Betty Boop." said Jeff. Jeff was Joseph's best friend and he would escort the "frat tramp" during her week of being a sexual toy for the upperclassmen.
Kelly's Journey (Revised)
Chapter 4: Who's Who
By Stanman63 Edited By Nora Adrienne with Special Thanks To Terry Naut and JennaFL for Proofing and to Heather Rose Brown for the Illustration!
After the Halloween party, Kelly finds that being a girl is something that he wants to explore. With the support of family and friends, she starts upon a journey of a lifetime.
(The Final Chapter of the Diary of Evelyn Westcott)Evi Westcott is a turn-of-the-20th Century Alpha female, impatient with the roles polite society has assigned to women — including accidental women like herself — and in a hurry to set things straight.
Now twenty, Evi’s had a rough few months. Gynol, the wonder drug on which Evi and all the rest of ‘Tottie’s Girls’ depend for their happiness, harbors a deadly contaminant, to which Evi’s dear friend Dorothy has already succumbed. Compounding Evi’s misery, she has bid adieu to her true love. There’s but one ray of light through the lowering clouds — Evi’s deepening friendship with Doctor Nathan Weiss.’
Either Do it Right, or Don't Do it at All
Part 15
by:
Lilith Langtree
"Nobody's allowed to see him, and Mrs. Tanner isn't talking. She said that you deserved to hear it from her first." At seeing my reaction she gave me a touch more information. "I do know that he's in the CCU."
Working full time, taking 9 hours, doing a side gig, and actually having quality time for my son has been tricky. I managed to hack out another episode. Sorry for the extended wait,
By the way, do you know the address of the lion's den? ~DD
Alan Jamison is the normal, logical and scientific son of his strange paranormal investigating parents.
He goes on a haunt with them on Halloween and gets busted.
Kelly's Journey (Revised)
Chapter 3: Tinkerbell
By Stanman63 Edited By Nora Adrienne with Special Thanks To Terry Naut and JennaFL for Proofing and to Heather Rose Brown for the Illustration!
As Kelly and her family and friends get on with living, Kelly seems unable get past the funeral as she continues to sing that song. Yet Kelly has a plan unknown to everybody. It is after a fateful costume party that Kelly discovers the girl within.
Angelique is coming into her own, which involves lascivious dwarves, an amorous angel, and a hellhound or two. Things get complicated but it's not her fault, she's sexy, hot as hell, and inclined to violence as the solution to certain problems. Maybe it comes from being half-succubus and half-hellmaid?
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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