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Christmas Day brings further complications as Alex becomes more comfortable
in his silks and satins and dresses. Thank you all, as always for your support. I'm thrilled
that people are enjoying the story and the music links.
This is a true story of how my Mom feminized me as a teenager. She had caught me wearing her pantyhose the summer before seventh grade. I got the surprise of my life the first Sunday of junior high, when she bought me pantyhose and started encouraging me to wear them, and then it was all downhill from there. -- Tracy
"Oh, you know you love it!" said his Mother, cheerfully. "Anyway, the doctor says you need to stay here longer than originally planned. The good news is, it's because they think you have powers!"
It was dark by the time Simon came for me, I had stayed with the two little girls until the police took them off to social services. I hoped they had a father to look after them.
My car had been taken away, although I had managed to take all my stuff out of it. I was waiting where the police had dumped me, at a motorway services on the M4.
Intro: Here’s my 1st attempt at a serial, I don’t know how long it will be as yet, or where it’s headed, I’m making it up as I go along. I welcome comments be they praise or criticism. I know I’m a novice and there’s no way this will be as good as my favourite stories on here, but I’m trying my best.
“Well you don’t help the situation, if you’d have a haircut like your dad keeps suggesting, you might look a bit more masculine.” She replied
“I like long hair, I’ve always had long hair, I don’t see how that makes me look like a girl” he said sulkily
Eleven-year-old Steven Brooks is being punished over his Christmas vacation by having to dress as a girl. In this installment, Stephanie learns about formal wear, breasts, and boys who wear dresses.
I'd told Simon I was on my way as I set off down the M4. The traffic was heavier than I anticipated but my little Merc was chugging along quite nicely. I loved my little car and even more the person who had given it to me.
Given that we were moving towns, I chose to move to the college and we made an appointment to see the Principal of the college.
We met with him and explained the situation: That I was transgender and that I wished to continue studying, but as Nikki. He was very understanding, and my grades had been sufficiently good at my previous college that he was happy to offer me a place. With that off my mind it was time for us to settle down and make arrangements for the move.
A group of the best burglars from the Gold Coast are forced to compete in a contest against the technology of the Genderswap corporation. Their reward is freedom whilst their penalty is forced transformations.
Burglars Breasts and Bras
by Seaweed Smells
Surfer’s Paradise - Gold Coast Queensland, Australia
Genderswap Head Office
Easy As Falling Off A Recycle.
by Angroanad
part: the latest one.
I went to bed while Simon and Tom chatted and finished off the wine, yes there'd been two bottles but it had been shared between the four of us, well I had two glasses. Consequently, I went to sleep literally minutes after I got into bed. Did I mention a very low alcohol tolerance?
“Whoah, Erika, are you all right?” Rachel asked, studying Erika’s chest.
Erika looked down to find that a flap of her breast form had gotten torn in the scuffle. Shit! She screamed internally. How am I going to explain this to Sasha. She quickly slapped a hand over the loose flap and started back to the bathroom.
“Why isn’t it bleeding?” Rachel inquired, concerned for her cabin mate.
Two lost souls seeking to improve their lives find a common solution, but a series of mistakes, bizarre coincidences, and confused identities leads them in an unexpected direction.
In which the preliminary PI report is received, Stacy gets her memory block removed, and lunch happens. If you look carefully, something else might happen too.
Who Was I
By: Annette MacGregor
"Okay Bill, what's this all about?"
"Nick, it actually started with my missing memory. We've found out what caused it. And a person did it."
"What? You're talking something criminal now Bill."
An act of kindness by an unhappy man changes lives in unexpected ways.
My entry into Bob and Erin's February Short Story contest
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“But what do I do? What of my family, work, my home? How can I go home like this? Change me back, please!”
“If this is what ye truly want, I will grant your wish. Ye did me a great favor; I will try to restore ye. Hold still, Evan, I’ve never done this before.” Evelyn began to chant.
We sat around for several hours, talking to reassure Stella and yet were unsure she could hear us. We knew she was alive, the machines were monitoring her vitals. Simon nodded off a couple of times, and once or twice he had to go out and walk around as he found the tension unbearable.
Miss Tricia and Punkin Judy arrive at the worksite. The two clowns make out a bit, which sends P.J. to dizzying heights of love struck bliss. Over a series of vaguely surreal encounters, the imitation girlclown discovers s/he is passing as female without hardly trying, and that there is something quite nice about it. Which leads to a reaquaintance with someone dwelling deep inside...
======== HUMOR ME
======== by LAIKA PUPKINO
======== Part Three: AFTERNOON DELETE
"She's calling from inside, trying to get to you. All that woman really wants is you give her something too..."
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ ~~~ Bowie/Ziggy Stardust
That sounds like a tall order but the Denver Triplets and the Akins Quads are far from ordinary and their lives are about to change in ways they could never imagine.
Brian never wanted to be a girl, but when you have an actress for an older sister, a HUGE resemblance to her, and then throw in an agent who would do pretty much anything to get a contract — it was better to go with the flow, wasn't it?
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