Mirror Changed – Chapter 10

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~Courtney~

Afterglow Part 2

Author's note: I had no intention of continuing this story, but people seemed to want to know more, and my muse agreed.

Authors note: This story is about a male athlete who realizes he is dysphoric over his penis and testicles and wants to get a vaginoplasty but stay a masculine man. One day an accident in practice makes that dream a reality. He and his teammate discover together that they have feelings for each other and navigate the complex situation together. It is a way to explore my own feelings towards gender and sex, but contains explicit gore and scenes not suitable for all audiences. Part 1.

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June 22nd, 2023.
Connecting to BLUSH.
Good evening, Seth, welcome to Blush.

So, do you have any good pickup lines? I forgot mine.

I have a Chevrolet

That's not bad! What kinda car is it?

It’s a pickup…truck.

- Jack I asked you so many times, either cut your hair or start taking care of it. So I've made an appointment for you to go to the hairdresser tomorrow at 9:00. Lucy my friend, will cut your hair.

- But mom tomorrow I can not, 10.30 we have to leave for a multi-day school trip !

- Therefore, you will go to the hairdresser with your suitcase, it is not far from where the bus leaves for the trip.

Jo comes to a decision about her future but events cause her to be confused as to whether she had made the right choice.

“It’s hard to say what it was like, being out there in a bathing suit. Hard to put into words and say anything other than ‘it felt good’, I guess. That doesn't even really describe it well either. ‘It felt good’ is so vague it could mean anything. It felt liberating maybe? I don’t know, I’m new to this.

Well, getting back on topic, Elise convinced me to go on another ride. A simple one, one where it just went straight up, turned, then went down. There was a splash at the end. I don’t remember what it was called, but after SkyRush, going on this was nothing.

The game was of course rigged from the start. I knew it, I also want to believe that the Hinata Hyuga cosplayer knew it, after all she had volunteered to be the stooge in this little mock gameshow and I hoped and prayed too that the Naruto cosplayer knew it. I want to believe the poor girl knew what she was getting into when she volunteered to take part in this silly little stunt. I hope so. I really do hope so. Otherwise I don't think I could have lived with the guilt for what I was about to do. Thankfully today was Saturday and tomorrow was Sunday.

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“A bad chance is better’n no chance, girl, and right now, ‘no chance’ is where we’re sitting.”

Rainpower.

A New Start

Growing Out
A Vignette
By Maryanne Peters

Hormones don’t reduce the size of your chin or your nose, or your hands and feet, but in all other respects they can work true miracles.

My hair for instance. I had worn it long before, but it still seemed like man hair. It is not like that now. It is soft and shiny and falls across my shoulders and down my back like a silken cascade. Believe it or not, this is my natural color – dark brown with a touch of auburn that lightens as exposed to the sun.

A group of friends streams their gaming on Wednesday nights. But not all the action is on the dining room table.