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Eighteen year old Paul is asked to help his mother with a sewing project. Everyone
knew that Paul bore a strong resemblance to his grandmother when she was young, but
when he lets his hair down and becomes his mom's dress model, they realize that he
truly was made in her Spit and Image.
Giving in to money concerns and under pressure from his wife to help them better their
financial situation, Parker considers moving from being a waiter to a more lucrative
career in Waitressing. Soon, though, things are moving much faster than he'd expected
and he feels his old self slipping away. His reinvigorated sex life with Olivia, though,
inspires him to press onward.
I don't know if this chapter warrants an X rating or not, but it is certainly the most graphic
story I have ever written.
Be careful what you wish for. The old cliché can really be a problem when the one granting it has no interest in giving you what you want. Hunter is forced into a life he didn't want when his wish is deliberately misconstrued. How will he handle suddenly waking up as his dream girl instead of getting the body of his dreams? Perhaps he can convince the demon to restore what is lost before she convinces him he's better off this way. Then again, she can hear his thoughts and has been playing this game for millennia so the odds are not in his favor.
The kidnap of the Texan sister Sandra has opened up a further can of worms by exposing tome high level government involvement in central America (Guatamala) and the complications arising from the incident has widened and lengthened the case. The delays mean that Lola, Erica, Angela and Olivia will be stuck in Texas for months as the case is prepared.
Warning: If you don’t like reading transgender stories, then stop reading now.
Author’s Note: None.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
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I knew my sister somewhat hated me in a loving kind of way. I didn’t think my parents did.
For 35yrs the border between the Human Empire and Gorgonzola Empire as remained mostly peaceful. The citizens for the Human Empire of this border region are loyal to the last man, woman, and child to the Empire. It was on one of these worlds that gave birth to a legend. The world of Apollo 6 is one of the harshest worlds within the Empire. One so harsh that only it could claim to be the birth world of James J. Owens, the most feared of Death Dealers. A world that is even now poised to give birth to a new legendary warrior. One who shall be baptized in the blood of the Empire’s enemies. Robert Wolff youngest great grandchild of James Owens’ sister Cecilia Owens.
The Head of Studio was now starting to turn grey and Mr Singh called over the hotel manager, saying “Sam, do you think you can help our friend there to his room and then get someone to help him pack. Then, I think, you can call a cab and see him off the premises.”
Being mature, takes more than just an adult body, little one. One would say you lack experience with your maturity and ‘time’ is the only real teacher.
CHAPTER 83
It was quite a bright Thursday, and I wasn’t on shift. Charlie and Tiff had some excuse or other for skiving, something about having finished and passed their A-levels, so we were all at a loose end. What to do? Decision made, two girls on the bench seat of the Transit, one on a seat in the back, and round to Diane’s. She would definitely have biscuits, because I made sure I put a couple of packs into my rucksack.
Be careful what you wish for. The old cliché can really be a problem when the one granting it has no interest in giving you what you want. Hunter is forced into a life he didn't want when his wish is deliberately misconstrued. How will he handle suddenly waking up as his dream girl instead of getting the body of his dreams? Perhaps he can convince the demon to restore what is lost before she convinces him he's better off this way. Then again, she can hear his thoughts and has been playing this game for millennia so the odds are not in his favor.
We were all up bright and early to get ourselves ready for Christmas Day at the Abbey with Charles and Sarah. After a quick light breakfast of toast and coffee to keep us going until the main dinner of the day, We brushed out our hair, made sure our makeup was perfect, packed our bags for the overnight stay, and got dressed ready to go.
So I was thirty minutes into my one hour shift of the kissing booth. And so far I had handed out no kisses. I thought the whole thing was a bust like the rest of the fair. I mean, when you think about it, it was nothing more than a thrown together event. Thirty minutes in and the cake-walk had run out of cake, the bobbing for apple's thing had run out of apples. And only the food booths seemed to be thriving, I guess when you consider the quality of the cafeteria food. Okay let me tell you about the cafeteria food, most of the time it was decent.
CHAPTER 82
Cathy didn’t speak much as she drove us home, but I suspect that was simply the way she approached her driving, like everything else she did: measured, methodical, cautious and then, after all options had been weighed, decisive. It wasn’t until we were safely on the M4 that she offered a comment.
“What was it Peggy Hughes said to you as we left, Debbie?”
he gymnasium was crammed full of people. It was the second week of October and Halloween was just around the corner. With Halloween being so close, our student council on a whim had decided to hold something of a Harvest Celebration. You could tell it had been a last minute decision, because everything seemed thrown together. But all in all, things seemed to be turning out alright. Like I said, the gymnasium was crammed full of people, both students and teachers alike seemed to be enjoying themselves.
So the period before Christmas was very full. The double shower was very low-key, considering that we had once played at others. I was told that the stag night was very ordinary as neither Balnoor nor Bill were heavy drinkers. I just had to put up with Gaurav coming home with a heavy curry smell about him and he snored all night!
I’m a ninety-five year old man and my dream since early childhood had always been to be a teenage girl whom a kind, young man fell in love with. He wouldn’t have necessarily been handsome, wealthy or clever, just kind and someone who cared about me. My favourite song has for a long time been ‘Words Don’t Come Easy to Me’ by F. R. David, for it resonates with my soul in ways I have never understood.
If possible, the girls were looking forward to graduation day even more. They decided that, for secrecy, the only girls in on the plan were Amy, Anna, Sarah Nelson, and Karen Price. Not that anyone would talk. Of course not; teen-aged girls don’t talk much, do they? The more people involved the more chance someone could “slip”,“ Well, I told a few people, but I told them not to say anything!” That would never happen!
CHAPTER 18
Sam and Rosie, naturally. That word sat in the front of my mind as I watched them run across the field, and it was another little barb in my soul. Up and down, my mood; the slightest little thing derailed me.
‘Naturally’. I wasn’t natural, of course, not what they thought I was, not a real girl in any legal sense, but that wasn’t the issue just then. It was how they were acting without a script, natural children behaving naturally. Such things had been beaten and raped out of me in Mersey View, and in other supposedly safe spaces before my entry into that particular circle of hell. I watched two other children of around my age, I saw them dance and laugh, and when I matched them, I had to think it through beforehand.
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Geoff Greenfelder's discovery should have changed his life by rocketing him up the ladder of academia . Instead, it changed his life in ways he never could have imagined. After partaking in a sacred ceremony by the Amazonian tribe he discovered, everything in his life changes, including his very own body. What should have been an occasion for joy becomes a trauma Geoff must work through. His only hope for returning his life back to normal is finding the answers that lie in unraveling the mysteries of the tribe before he can return to it.
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