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'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, Emily finds herself thrust into the cold, unyielding environment of a police station, the weight of her actions pressing down on her with every step. The harsh fluorescent lights and the relentless questions amplify her fear, leaving her wondering what comes next. But just when the walls feel like they’re closing in, Emily’s world takes an unexpected turn.
"Granny, Granny, please tell us a story! Pretty please, Granny!" said nine year old Linda as she sat on the floor with her twin sister Julia.
They had on matching sky blue blouses and navy blue skorts which each had embroidered a red rose with green stem and leaves as well as the first initial of their name. They both looked precious in their white knee socks and black Mary Jane's. Each of them looked intently at me with their deep blue eyes, resisting the temptation to twirl their long blonde hair in their fingers, since they loved my stories.
Before I could answer, Julia burst out, "Tell us a new one, Granny! Pretty, please!"
I am terribly disturbed by what Allen Peterson has told me. The boys suffering at the hands of his sister, Katherine Peterson and His brothers wife, Sandra Peterson was among the worst cases of childhood sexual and physical abuse. Psychological and physical means of torture were used on the boy to change his physical appearance and insure his cooperation with his tormentors. His family is responsible for the catastrophe that followed. The boys life has, so far, been a nightmare.
Kevin Ryan doctor of psychiatry report on subject Allen Peterson
Author's Note: I am using The Nightwalker world with ScramblerJ's kind permission. All characters appearing in Hunter's tale, the first story in this world, and the world set-up are ScramblerJ's property. Any characters appearing in this story (with the above-mentioned ones excepted) are mine. If you find a few things different, consider it my fault and my fault only. I hope you enjoy this one. Also, it has been a number of years since I wrote this one, so please forgive some of the grammar and other little glitches. I was learning then as I’m learning now, and only hope to improve my craft as I go.
At Aunt Greta’s–
Booby Trap!
by Gabi
Chapter 14 of a Continuing Saga…
We finished our pud and were clearing the dirty crocks to the kitchen when the ’phone rang. ‘I’ll get it, Auntie,’ I said, putting the pudding bowls on the counter above the dishwasher. I hurried to the ’phone and lifted the handset.
‘Hello, nine-four-nine-seven-six-three.’
‘Gaby? This is B-Bryony. I’ve t-told Mummy and we’re g-going to see D-Dr MacNeish after tea.’
“Come on, Darling, get yourself showered and I’ll show you how to do your hair.”
How can my mother be so happy this early in the morning–bum, it’s a Saturday too! This hair business is a pain, why can’t I just keep it in a ponytail like I usually do?
Charles — or rather, Charlene -- felt like crawling through a keyhole when Jake drove up to the church. Why did she ever agree to attend church? She knew that she would be ‘read’ and told not to come back.
This story is mainly about a romance between two young women who are from two different worlds. It's a fantasy story with some adventure but there are no mythical creatures and there isn't a lot of magic. It's really a sweet and tender romantic comedy with a mostly happy ending.
Chapter 9 (of 11) has more temptation and excitement than you can shake a stick at -- and there are still two chapters left!
WARNING: Extreme cliffhanger. Readers who are sensitive to cliffhangers should wait until chapter 10 is posted on Monday.
Warning!! This story contains vegetables! John is hiding something in his dresser. When mom finds out what it is, she offers him the chance to be Joan for the summer. He'll have to tell his friends that he's trading places with his cousin Joan for the summer. As Joan, she'll need to make new friends.
Easy As Falling Off A Pine, Marten!
by: Angharad
part:357
After we got back to the university, I went off to push more paper around my desk and Tom went off to be counted. Why they would want to audit Tom, I didn't know, I could have saved them time. There is only one Tom Agnew, they broke the mould after him.
Grandma ran the brush through my long straight hair. It was sensual, soothing. "So. Any questions about all this girl stuff?"
"You said when you body-swapped us that you weren't going to give us any pointers."
"I just meant don't be running to me over every little thing. And I was pretty angry then. I'm still your grandma. I'm a witch, not an ogre."
I thought about that little white bulb-thing I had seen sitting in with Joy's things in the bathroom. "Well okay. Then about, um, cleaning. I was wondering. When, or should I say how often ......... am I suppose to, uh- what I mean is, um ......... douche?"
PLAY . . NICE!
LAIKA PUPKINO ~ 2008
PART TWO: IN HER SHOES
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