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By
Cerrridwen Circe Whitethorn
Introduction:
Hello, I'm Cerridwen Circe Whitethorn, I'm seventeen and I'm a Junior at Benton Academy. I'm also an Adventure Scout and I've been one since I turned fourteen. The slim pamphlet you're holding in your hand right now as you read these words is the product of four months of investigative journalism and paranormal research.
Caught dressed in a little girl's dress, Alex must explain himself to his
judgmental mother. He also finds himself befriended by the teenager who lives down
the hill and has to make some decisions about how he is going to proceed from here.
If healing meant changing genders and also species, would you? And how about protecting this new found technology? This gender-bending sci-fi tale takes you to strange worlds as those transformed protect their new people from destructive humans.
As we head home, the Major casually drops a bomb, "You haven't been who you
are now–physically I mean–for very long have you?"
That comment really came out of left field. I did not see it coming.
How do I answer that one?
"I can't figure out how you changed, but you act as if you haven't figured
out your body yet," he continues. "If I had to guess, you were probably male not
too long ago. I'd like to know how the transformation happened but figure that's classified information. I'm sure that it wasn't SRS. The job is too complete
and your mannerisms haven't quite caught up with your body. I understand that
with SRS patients, the body is usually the finishing touch."
Well, so much for trying to blend in. I wonder who else has figured this out.
Finally! The lo-o-o-o-ng awaited next chapter in this seemingly forgotten tale!
Follow Charlene as she learns a few more of Life's lessons from Jane Thompson.
“You think I just want to kill you? You’re going to suffer my boy… You’ll have ring side seats for your sister’s rape, torture and death, then I might kill you… after some playtime.” He smirked, running a finger across Sarah’s cheek. “After all, you do want to be a woman don’t you? My dear little David…”
The Road to Haifa Chapter 22 — Storm Warning by Alyssa Plant
My wife has a very structured plan to feminize me. I admit that I deserve it. I am not much of a man. And she wants me to always be aware of that fact. When she was deciding how to go about turning what was left of my manhood into a sniveling sissy, she hit on a great and totally humiliating, yummy, strategy.
I was in my barracks and getting dressed for formation. For the five hundredth time I wished I dared wear my panties instead of these bikini briefs. The tighty-whiteys that were issued (in reality grungy-greenies for the OD green color) didn’t feel right or make me happy to have them on, mainly because of how badly they hurt and fit.
As they sat there licking the cones Jessie started to feel at ease. He didn’t even realize that he was sitting with his legs crossed and was postured in an identical way to Ashley.
“Things are going to be alright Jess. It is a huge step that you actually aren’t in such a zombie-like state anymore. Even if your body is different than it used to be, you seem way more like yourself now than you have been.”
“Surprisingly I feel alright right now. It’s really weird that I feel ok, but I do.”
"Kris," she says with hope in her voice, "I do like you–a lot. I would prefer
to have you as a male friend, but I like that we are going to be able to spend
the summer together after all. It will be a unique summer. I'll just miss the making out!"
"Me too," I say sadly as we share a sisterly hug.
Laurie's tears have changed to tears of relief. I find myself crying
too, for the identical reason.
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.
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