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Against his better judgement, a man gives his wife a very feminine piece
of lingerie for their anniversary. She does not appreciate the gesture and makes
an offer that he takes her up on.
William makes a few big decisions and he needs to discuss those decisions with Kateri,
his family and a doctor. He also deals with changes at work and a surprise visit from
someone he'd hoped never to see again.
The Accidental Soprano
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters
They said that I was fortunate that the injury did not cause lasting damage, but that was before it changed my life. I am not bitter towards the surgeons that repaired my neck. I have used surgeons since, and I am grateful to them. Surgeons have to do what they do to let us live, or to normal lives.
Randy loves nothing more in life than motorcycles. When his friend Nick gives him the opportunity to join in as monkey during a sidecar race, he jumps at the chance -- even if it means wearing pink leathers.
Twelve-year-old Steven Brooks has been through a lot since that fateful day when he peeked at his Christmas presents and was sentenced to two weeks in skirts and dresses. It all snowballed out of control and at this point Stephanie’s been a girl for over a month now. She wanted to be helpful and agreed to be a bridesmaid in her cousin’s wedding, which meant she had to take dance lessons, which led her to try to grow breasts to prove to her snotty partner that she wasn’t a little kid. A pretend date at New Year’s ended up in her having a boyfriend she enjoys kissing, but that also meant she couldn’t go back to school with him as a boy or it would ruin his reputation. She just started seeing a psychiatrist to try to deal with it all, and the doctor gave her some assignments to do before their next appointment.
They say everyone has a twin somewhere. What do you do when your twin is dead and her rich husband fixates on YOU?
Many thanks to my original editor Wendy, and my new Holly and Stan. Props to Maggie for her encouragement.
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Repercussions
Though no more than 10 minutes passed since Linda left Kate sitting on the toilet, it seemed to take an eternity to find Dr. Tom. As he rushed to Kate’s room with Linda and Meri, he called Pat and Sheila.
When Linda opened the door she immediately knew something was horribly wrong. There was blood everywhere. She rushed to the bathroom only to find the door locked. “Kate, Honey, open the door,” she shouted, pounding as hard as she could. There was no answer.
Caitlin has more fallout from the sleepover and dealing with the first day of classes. Too many things are running through his head and he's not quite sure what to do about it.
"Good afternoon and welcome to this special edition of WHO's weekend news. My name is Jeanette Crowder," I started, beginning the broadcast with a warm smile hardly befitting the chaos that seemed to have been let loose on the planet that day.
"Today, at approximately 10:58 a.m. Iowa time, an event took place that has altered almost all of mankind," I said, reading off the teleprompter. "What some people have begun calling The Great Shift has migrated souls from one person to another person. This was a totally random and still unexplained event."
The Great Shift: Breaking News Part One
by Danielle J
Synopsis- Middle aged television news anchor Paul Hanratty is working the weekend shift in Des Moines Iowa when The Great Shift takes place.
For those of you who may have enjoyed my story, and would like to see the gowns that were the basis for what I described (and might like to know some background for the story), I've prepared this little page.
By Swishy
Michael Taylor was a 17-year-old boy living in a town in Australia. Something happened and he found himself on a path to becoming a 17-year-old girl. This is a story about an ordinary teenager that had something extraordinary happen to him and how he tried to cope.
Gemma comes home from Sydney and tries to deal with her mounting problems.
'Please, please, please just make me one or the other.'
Does God make mistakes? If not, does Heaven? And if so, how do they happen, and can they be corrected? Would you want them to be?
If your reality has ever caused you to form a request such as this, You might be wondering.
This is a feel good story. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please leave a comment. Carla Ann
She looked at me intensely, and asked, “Do you believe in love at first sight?”
Not trusting my voice I nodded slowly, never breaking eye contact. She leaned a little bit closer and kissed me full on the lips. I swear I could hear music playing as fireworks burst in front of my eyes. The lush softness of her lips, the scent of her hair had my world quivering beneath my feet. After what felt like an eternity but was still way too short she broke off the kiss. I felt her teeth scratch my lip. She noticed and licked the drop off blood off of my lips, looking as content as I felt.
Over a year, but the next three chapters are here! Thanks to John in Wauwatosa for test reading and suggestions! I'll try to have the next chapters in less time.
Miriam's doctor's appointment doesn't go as well as he would have liked. What's going on, and how can he stop it? More importantly, is he even sure he wants to?
CHANGE HERE FOR MARILYN MONROE
By Charlotte Dickles
It was meant to be a walking holiday over the Easter Bank Holiday weekend, but somehow it got terribly confused with the Marilyn Monroe conference in the next town. Alec was not to know it, but those first few words of the announcement at Dorton Station might have been declared apocalyptic. "Change here for Marilyn Monroe..."
Hello everyone! This is a rather long delayed addition to this series of single-panel comics. It's a bit different than the other ones because it implies a body swap, but I hope it still fits in with my theme of being a child and gendered differently than you may appear. If it doesn't, then I hope it at least gives everyone a bit of a giggle or a reason to smile. Enjoy!
Non-Plugsuit Fetishism: The Case of Misato Katsuragi, by Zephyrus
He saw the pretty, purple-haired young woman he had been thinking about all day. Voluptuous, voluminous violet locks framed a beautiful face, bangs curving outward in a cute crescent shape, sweeping the sides of her forehead and ending just above her thin eyebrows, below which big, brown eyes looked lovingly at him. Her sweet smile–perhaps the sweetest he had ever seen–welcomed him to whatever world this was. “Would you like to become with me?” she asked softly and seductively in a beautiful, breathy contralto, as if asking her lover an intimate question. “To be of one mind and body?” Her eyebrows jumped suggestively. “It could be really, really nice.”
Jarod enters high school, fearing the worst as he tries to assume a boy's mode.
He finds solace living parttime as a girl and in finding some friends in unusual places.
He discovers sexual feelings and confusion, too. Meanwhile, there's Jane's diary.
Now where do I start? Well they say that the beginning is always a good place, so here goes. I have always been a storyteller but lately everything has changed. It seems that my tall tales aren't so tall as I always thought, at least they aren't after I tell them, that is.
Confusing? You don't know the half of it, but I'll try to explain as best as I can. I first noticed that things weren't as I had been taught when I wrote a story about the SRU Wizard. You know your standard SRU fare about MtF transformation, except this one was about me. This is how the story went.
-- since some couldnt read the note, i've changed it from script font to just italic. Just imagine it was handwritten.
Dearest stranger,
I know you have been around my house for a while now. I’ve noticed things that have been misplaced, little things that have changed. At first I thought I was going crazy, and maybe I have. But I don’t think so. I think you are real and that maybe you are thinking the same thing about me. Please meet with me tonight in the main hall, just after the sun has set.
This story is based on a dream I've had off and on for a LONG time. To the best of my knowledge, the characters and events depicted in this story are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental.
When tragedy strikes, Opportunity knocks, and a new persona is born. A cross-country move away from everything Robert has known followed by a chance encounter trigger a different sort of existence. Can "Robin" adapt or will it all come tumbling down?
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