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Group Meeting:
Demetria comes walking into the meeting room where she spots eleven other pregnant women sitting in a circle in comfortable chairs. Among the group of women, she was the youngest. She couldn’t believe how many of them had been forced or raped by people they trusted. She didn’t have that problem, she wanted to become a woman and became pregnant on purpose.
A group of people wake up in a video game world and are forced to work together to survive and find out how to escape.
Artemis returns to her friends and attempts to hide her new ‘friend’.
This will likely be peoples favorite for reasons…
Chapter 16 Recap.
I take a deep breath, clenching my fist slightly as I try to steady myself. Just get it over with. They’re your friends—they’ll understand. Maybe.
I am so, so, so happy that Hunter touched so many hearts. Thank you all for reading
and for so many comments and emails. I really enjoyed these characters and I'm so
happy that you did, too. Please stay well! See you all next time!
Stevie finds himself exploring more and more of his feminine side as he settles into
his sister's home and begins caring for her family. Thank you to everyone who
commented on the first installment. I do love knowing that you are all well and
hearing from you. I appreciate your support. A word or warning, though - I do try
to explore the feelings, emotions and motivations of my characters and that
requires using words.
Last time, fashion model Maritza Delgado gave her boyfriend a trip to a day spa as a present to commemorate their first six moths together. This time it's novelist/screenwriter David Fine's turn to give her a gift. This installment does contain some actual cross-dressing, although probably not as much as some of you were hoping for. (David's best friend, clothing designer Claude Marsh does not appear in this section, but he's probably still scheming somewhere.)
A story based in Wales, though it could be anywhere, of how some people cope with a potentially difficult situation using the one resource we are all capable of using, love.
I hope you will enjoy. Angharad.
Ryan’s Daughter.
by
Angharad.
“Do your homework, Rhiannon,” Heulwen stood with her hands on her hips.
“Aww, Mam, can’t I do it later?”
“You know what we agreed, now go and do it or it’ll be up to bed for you without any stories.”
“Yes, Mam,” Rhiannon sloped off to the dining room and sat at the table again with her books.
There was also the distraction of Siá´n's hand caressing my thigh every few minutes. By the end of the lesson I had a very unfinished assignment and was feeling as aroused as earlier.
She removed a strip from a box and smoothed it against my leg. So this is waxing? I prepared myself for the pain that was sure to follow. I might as well have prepared myself for two tigers to rip me apart. I can’t describe the pain that shot through me as she pulled the strip from my leg. I winced. My eyes watered, but I refused to scream like a girl. Like a girl? Who am I trying to kid? How many men do this?
Easy As Falling Off A Thingy
by Wassername
part 227?
The day after our rescheduled Christmas dinner, I decided I needed to start organising myself for hospital, so I laid out nighties and dressing gown, slippers, toiletries etcetera. By that time it was mid morning and I was fed up. I decided as it was a dry day without too much wind to give Ruby a quick ride.
The top brass at Spellcrafters Inc. have it in for the Spells R Us wizard. They've brought in hired muscle from overseas to do their dirty work- a powerful magical mercenary named Necromancer Sato. Can Wizzie survive their deadly scheme? And will our "somewhat ridiculous heroine" Wendy manage to avoid getting caught in the crossfire? This is a wicked little story about an extremely nasty bunch of people. In the words of William Burroughs, "Hold back the edges of your gowns, Ladies. We are entering Hell..."
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Author's note:
Per request, I'll start posting my old Cromexx Central stories here at topshelf.
This is an old six chapter story of mine I had on my old site Cromexx Central (no longer online). This story is followed by a pair of sequels. I'll just post a couple chapters at a time every other day or so, so I don't hog up the whole story board.
Intro: Here’s chapter 3 of my 1st attempt at a serial. As always I welcome comments be they praise or criticism. Please don’t be angry if I get any facts wrong regarding gender issues, it is only a story, besides the characters themselves could be getting it wrong rather than me. Feel free to point out any errors I make though.
“Jess whispered to her mum, “Lini’s asleep,” She joined her mum on the landing. Betty smiled at her, her smile faded when she saw an angry look in her daughter’s eyes.
Steven peeked at his Christmas presents, so his family decided that his punishment should be to live as a girl until he had to go back to school. Stephanie has a date in four days, but before that she’s going to spend a day with her mom, try to stop a fight, and enjoy some retail therapy.
The next morning we were all buzzing with the prospect of Stella coming home. I cleaned her room and changed her bedding and Tom came home with some flowers for her. I got the job of arranging them - why? 'Cos I'm a girl! The logic of men sometimes drives me crazy.
"Marcie, I've seen pictures of you since you... changed, but seeing you in person is..." Dad looked at me for a few moments, then hugged me and pulled Mom into the hug. "... so much better!" he finished.
What Maisie Knew: A Marcie Donner Story, by Kaleigh Way
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