Part 32

Gaurav and I had a few days to ourselves and we found that we were more in love now than we were when we married. I suppose that shared experiences give you something you both can talk about without a need for explanation.

A short story...

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Annie and her Granny

By Susannah Donim

Steve’s mother runs the secretive Transformations consultancy. This means he has a number of interesting jobs over the years.

Chapter 5 – The Substitute

Steve has qualms about the propriety of the favour his mother asks of him, but he has no idea of where the deception will lead.

“No, no, no!” I shouted in the car on the way home. “It’s a mad idea; completely bonkers; and almost certainly illegal!”

CHAPTER 80
With a shout from Stevie of ‘Don’t be a stranger, lass!’, I stepped out of the bus and into the car, Jon in the driver’s seat once more. As I settled down in the back seat, Di called to me over her shoulder.

“Hiya, Deb! Hop in. I was just about to start the third degree on Jonny boy here. About a certain fellow officer who officially officiates in our office, sort of thing”

Rhys, of course; you teasing cow. I wondered what Jon felt about being the butt of her humour, but he seemed fine with it. I picked my words carefully, thinking of Gemma’s uncertainty.

“Yeah, some of the girls will be a bit disappointed. Gemma in particular”

Just let me fix my hair...

Mother 4

Jonas was happy until his life was turned upside down, Now he does not understand what will happen to him. No one asks him!

Alex's first day of high school goes terribly awry as all the girls in town develop an intense hatred of men and a voracious appetite for human flesh. His effeminate looks might save him from being eaten by the girls for a little while but will he be able to resist the virus feminizing his body by the hour?

It was a Monday, I had just showered after PE and was alone in the middle school locker room. I usually was since I almost always helped coach tidy up after class. Coach had reminded me many times that “sucking up” wouldn’t get me any better grades. That didn’t matter, I LIKED helping people. Why shouldn’t I? It wasn’t like I lost anything by doing that. Coming into the locker room late meant that I didn’t have to deal with the crowd in the rather small locker room. Much less stressful. After PE I had lunch break and coming late meant that I didn’t have to hustle in the queue in the canteen.

Anyway, I was sitting there alone in the locker room scratching my chest that had been bothering me for some time. Maybe I had some kind of inflammation since I had developed mounds there. I didn’t like to see doctors but if this continued I just might have to. That was when coach happened to come into the locker room.