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Crazy Core Gym, Upper East Side, New York:
Teela and Emily arrive at the address they were given. They looked at the building in front of them and couldn’t believe that it used to be some sort of warehouse.
“Are you sure you have the right address, Teela?” Emily looks at her friend.
“I’m sure. This is the address Jester gave me. She also gave me the entrance code as well.” Teela walked into the small foyer and noticed there was a metal keypad with black numbers and letters.
In this chapter, Emily navigates a day filled with grief and reflection as she bids farewell to her mother. Amidst the weight of the occasion, small moments of kindness and support from those around her offer glimpses of comfort and strength, helping her take the first steps toward healing.
Worlds where being different ISN'T your biggest problem!
Murder at the Shapeshifters' Ball by Rodford Edmiston Buy it on Kindle
Stickmaker's collection of classic SciFi Transformation Tales leads off with a great detective yarn!
Everybody who can be anybody is at the party, including someone willing to kill a beautiful elf!
Thirteen stories set in about ten different worlds deliver mystery, suspense and adventure. With a few important transgender transformations among the furries, aliens and fantastic creatures!
There's a sample of the first story after the break!
The long awaited return of Sandra and her friends. Find out what happened and how things change for Sandra and how this attack affects the perpetrator.
One of my girlfriends told me one day, that she would rather be a guy. When I asked her why, she just said because guys have it way easier. They don't have to keep their legs together, they don't have to have periods, they can't get pregnant, and they can pee standing next to any tree or bush. She even said that being a girl was like living a curse.
Dana Miller has a problem. Actually two problems. His mother has been savagely raped and brutalized causing her to revert to a childlike state. The other problem is his body; he’s becoming more female at a startling pace.
Well that was intelligent, Joy. I gave myself a mental head-slap as I watched the two of them walk in the house. Shaking my head sadly, I pick up the half empty beer and empty the can in one long gulp.
With mixed feelings, I say, “I don’t know how this will all end, but yes, I
will do my best to put away Boy Chris and become Girl Tina. This means that I
must stop thinking of you as my girlfriend, Laurie. That’s the hardest part of
all and will take sometime to implement. We’ll have to make some modifications
to our ground rules for this to happen. You will have to treat me just like any
other girl and I will need to behave like one. I just hope that we can make the
transition back to what we had when this is over at the end of the summer but
I’ll try not to worry about that until the time comes.”
Laurie and I embrace each other with tears that could either be happiness for
our new relationship or sorrow for the one we are giving up. They could be mix
of both. It is hard to say.
“Well good. Have you noticed any changes good or bad in your strength or skin in the last month?”
“Nope.”
“You are quite the talker today.” The doctor joked. “How about we take a look and see.”
Billy’s heart dropped into his stomach. He was going to be discovered. Crap…maybe he was just making too much of his chest. Maybe it would go unnoticed and he could just get out of here.
The Princess and the Plague Part 29 By Anistasia Allread
Edited by Karen J & Edeyn
A blur of movement came from the corner of her eye. Erika found herself falling as her feet were swept out from under her. She was about to roll to her side when she found a knee braced against her chest and a dark figure looming over her.
Fifteen-year-old Shawn was slowly walking to school during a calm spring day. That was his favorite time of the year. He could watch the flowers bloom, and the trees start greening again after a cold winter. He loved that time of the year so he could take his time, walk slowly and observe nature returning. He listened to the birds chirping overhead in the green trees; the morning suns rays brighten everything up. The smells of roses and honeysuckle filled the air, that was the best.
Catherine fights with mutant hunters, would-be abductors, and rogue mutants to save a young girl and maybe find some new additions to the village… KittyHawk
by Saless Part 5
“Miss Benson was gushing about how pretty her freshman Princess was. I almost fell asleep it was so boring. I wanted out of there! I had a piece of wood I wanted to turn on the lathe and this Princess crap was taking time away from me for doing that! I was about to leave until she announced who the pretty girl was. Do you have any idea as to who that might have been?” he asked in a tone of voice that left me shivering cold.
“Me?” I managed to get out. My throat was constricting because I knew I was in real trouble now.
“Yes.. YOU!” he looked at the poster picture and back at me again. “You know, now that I look at you and this picture, I can’t believe that I was so stupid as to believe you were a boy! You’re too damned beautiful to be one! Do you have any idea of how much trouble this school could be in, I could be in, if the parents of the students were to find out that a girl, posing as a boy on this swim team was TOPLESS at both practice and the meets?”
Please keep in mind most names, and some specific details, have been altered, to limit the amount of Strife within those associated within whom may come in contact with this.
This is the parody story to my poem I am a Girl, please enjoy...
I came to under a blanket with a cool cloth on my eyes. My head didn't hurt quite so much so I tried to sit up. The mirror on the dresser showed my round little chin, turned-up nose and bright blue eyes. "That's me?" I squeaked.
I died hearing that song on the radio, I almost peed myself. No and for the record it’s not about me, but there are similarities, too many similarities. I tried not to think of them, but they and that darned song just wouldn’t leave me alone. What song, you’re asking yourself. Well I’ll tell you the first line. I’m not a good singer so cover your ears because here I go.
A year ago in the story, but about a year and a half in our time, this story began when novelist/screenwriter David Fine attended the Academy Awards wearing a red suit that his friend fashion designer Claude Marsh had made for him, accompanied by fashion model Maritza Delgado. That night, an insult from a fashion journalist caused him to make the flippant comment that he'd wear a gown if he was nominated again. Since then, David and Maritza have fallen in love, moved in together, and he's made some changes in his wardrobe and appearance at her prodding. At Claude's prodding, David made even more changes, as they'd decided the only way to pull off wearing a dress at the ceremony and not look like a fool was to become as throroughly female as possible, even going as far as to make some surgical alterations. In this, the extra-large final installment of our story, we learn whether it was all worth it. Our action will begin on the day before the awards.
“Oh my gosh Billy!” Jenna said with a sense of shock.
“What?!?”
“Your chest looks like mine…I mean not mine right now, but that’s how my chest looked when I started growing breasts.” She replied keeping her eyes transfixed on his chest.
George returned back to where he grew up still seeking that one place where he fits in. Never did he expect to find himself in a messy tangle of dark magics, ancient promises, and a power hungry hoodoo doctor. Just maybe if his crazed luck can just stay with him long enough, he'll finally find his place under the sun.
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