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Author's Note: Hey guys this is the continuation of the previous story about Lily and her sister Kate. This is my idea but with AI help to put the story together in an enjoyable way and not rushed.
After witnessing a murder. Young Robbie Dunkirk sees his family also murdered. He calls his mothers estranged twin sister. She comes up with a plan to hide Robbie. He becomes his twin sister Sarah.
Crystal has gotten used to being a girl, a Nymph, a Muse, and even a mother figure, but is she really ready to go to an all-girls school and start working at Pandora's Box? The life of a trouble magnet is never easy.
“I’m pretty sure nobody has ever been in a snowball fight like that before,” Alison pointed out with a smile.
As the girls of the former Hanks Gang serve their 60 days at the Eerie Saloon, they begin to adjust to their new bodies and make new lives. This being the Old West, there's also a shootout, poker games, and a kidnapping.
Wilma, Jessie and Bridget have new opportunities but old ways of thinking, especially thinking of themselves as men, are hard to break. It's all a question of learning the new rules for how to live as women.
I had been putting off trimming the hedge out the front for weeks, I thought I may have gotten away with another week when I saw the slightly overcast sky out of the bedroom window. Sadly Lisa, my wife, had already beaten me outside to get the news paper, and informed me it would be “a perfect day to get that bloody hedge done” It’s not that hedge trimming is hard work, but I really enjoyed having a lie-in on Sunday mornings and now that I worked Saturday’s it was the only chance I got.
Tammy flips and does another lap. She thinks about how her mother reacted when she told her about what happened to her. Her father had been confused about how she went from being a normal human to a legendary creature of legend. Once they got used to the fact that she had been changed.
She sprung the next surprise on them with her being pregnant. She made sure Leland was there when she sprung that on her parents. She had given him a look that said she wasn’t ready to be a mother.
December 2021 Christmas Holidays Story Contest Entry
A Tale of Two Tampons
[A Snow-Filled Anecdote For The Christmas Season] By Iolanthe Portmanteaux
"Walter? Walter? If I fit into the costume, can I come and be your helper tomorrow?"
My mouth went dry as I asked it, and my heart pounded in my chest as though it would break through my rib cage.
He coughed and laughed. "If you fit in the costume, and if you grow a pair of tits by morning,
then yes, you can be Santa's Helper tomorrow. Good night."
“Before I go," he said, and paused — "I may kiss her?" — Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities
It was a bright Wednesday morning, five days from Halloween. Heather sat in her loveseat reading Keats, while Faith was upstairs alone in her room, as usual. While Cook puttered in the kitchen and Franchesca updated Erica's website before starting the laundry, Fredrick busied himself with preventative maintenance on the limousine. It seemed like just another day.
For the first few minutes of the drive Ashley remained relatively quiet as she stared out of the window, pretty nervous about being seen and recognised despite how good she looked. After Jessy’s pep talk she realised it was all just in her head and that she should be proud of who she was. That she shouldn’t fear people getting to know the real her, but it was a task that was easier said than done.
A struggling wounded military veteran finds a new job he is perfect for. The only problem? The technology he was using swaps him into the body of a beautiful female athlete in the middle of a terrorist plot to start a new cold war.
The
Visund has berthed at a remote Yodan village in a side creek.
Unfortunately, troops of the Ascendancy are in charge and threaten
the Norse with firearms, with the potential to kill most of the men
with a single volley.
Here's another installment in Jamie's pantyhose-summer saga. Another chapter will follow soon. I'm almost done with it. Thank you all for your incredible patience. And a huge virtual hug for Tracy Davis (aka shesgotleggs) for reading drafts, correcting errors, and listening to my ideas about future story lines.
Dear John
A Short Letter for John
By Maryanne Peters
Dear John,
When I first sat down to write this letter, I wanted to accuse you. I can always go back and make changes, and I have, but I wanted you to know how much you have confused and upset me. I mean that you have turned my life upside down.
Did you ever give any thought to my feelings?
I could have had a normal life. I could have a been a man. I could have had a family. Now I never can. Now I am just yours. Something for your amusement.
Melody Davis had grown up like all other girls in the Queendom. She was a little disappointed when they were separated from the boys
in her early teens. She understood that her teachers told her boys brains could not handle much more than an elementary level of education.
This is the third and final planned in the "Angel of..." series. The first was Angel of Chicago, the second was Angel of Haven. There may be other stories set in this world but for now this is all I have planned.
Sorry for the sizable absence in posting. This came out longer than I originally thought it would and many parts were difficult to get right.
Two months later Michelle had started her hormone treatment. She was acting like a giddy school girl. She was so happy things were finally happening. Sam would tease her as she checked her breasts each morning.
"They won't grow if you keep checking them you know." Sam said.
"I know it's too early, I just felt my nipples were more sensitive than before, that's all."
They finally chose one of the male orderlies to take me out for a meal to get me through the initial fright of being out as a woman. I think that I must have done well as I was looked at with a few admiring eyes and the waiter pulled out my chair and fussed around me as if I was royalty.
Waiting for her name to be called, Erica was nervous. Even though it was a simple outpatient procedure, she knew there was no going back. The money her aunt Heather had sent her every month had been squirreled away, invested, and turned into a tidy sum that was paying for her new life.
Thanks
to Malady for his help editing and for ideas.
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Chapter
3.5
The
dryad had made its way back into the woods, out of sight. There
weren’t many sounds, except the crying of Rachel as her world was
turned upside down once again.
Daddy
and John seemed to have put the loss of Ralph behind them, or at
least realized that dwelling on it
wouldn’t get us through this mess we were in. It seemed as though
they were talking to the pixie. I wasn’t sure what they hoped to
get from her, but I quietly
joined them.
Reluctant Diva 4 Inspired by Lipstick Discipline Chapter 4 – Just the same
The next day was indeed another day and after school, despite all my coaxing, Tom plonked himself down in front of the TV and refused my requests for him to change.
“You can’t make me dress like a fairy and neither can Mom” was his repeated retort.
The girls had continued to drill Cary in movement and gesture all the time correcting any boy-speak, so he sounded more like a girl. Finally they let him retire to his bedroom where he sat playing computer games while listening and singing along to CDs of The Carpenters. It was like a subliminal way of learning the lyrics and melodies and as well how Karen had sung them. His mind was like a tape recorder and it transferred the music from his player to his mouth, where he repeated it as if he was some form of recording device.
We made our way down to the lobby on our way to the dining room where Helen looked up, saw us and smiled. “Looking good tonight girls, it’s a pity that it will all be wasted on a group of other women, you’d be fighting the boys off if you were out on the town.”
Dennis is a stunt man, er... boy, er... young adult. Being of slight build, although muscular, he didn’t get into sports when in middle and high school. No, he was far too deeply involved in the motion picture business by then. It all began when he was less than a year old and snowballed from there.
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