Pigtails
Copyright 2021 by Heather Rose Brown

This is a drabble (100 word story) about pigtails, what they say about you, and how they can sometimes help you connect with others in unexpected ways.

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Crossdresser lives out her dream of being a housewife

She heard the front door close, Dave was home.

"Hi babe, how have you been?" he said.

"Good thanks honey how was work?" she replied.

"Hard day, still trying to catch up from last week, I'm tired and ready
for a rest," said Dave.

"You sit down and relax, I'll bring you a beer," she said, smiling to
herself.

This was what she had dreamed of since she was a little boy. Sitting at
her mother's feet, touching her silky stockings, wanting to be just like
her.

“That’s better now I can talk to you on the same level Richard,” her voice was warm and slightly husky,” Let me explain a bit or you might not be able to understand what is going on.” Richard looked at her and couldn’t form the words he needed to say so she went on not as much talking openly but inside his mind.

After a relaxing day at the beach, there were three major events that week which drew Carla even further into girlhood, acceptance by the girls, learning more about what it means to be a girl, and a showdown with the Headmistress. All in all, a busy week for Carla.

Charlie and Chloe finally decide to leave the United Queendom and seek a new life elsewhere. This chapter describes their first steps towards this goal.

Chapter 12 And then You Will Rise…

To say the video was a hit was an understatement. The ‘Osaka Bananas’ were written on a lot of lists for when public shows would be opening again. Once we got out from the virus we all had secure futures for a while to come.

I Kissed a Boy
Copyright 2021 by Heather Rose Brown

This is a song inspired by Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl", but with a transgender twist. Enjoy!

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Things finally come to a head in Charlie's life as he tires of the treatment he receives at the hands of the 'feminista' and being expected to exist at an almost slavish level of society.

Meine Frau und ich haben eine sehr innige und glückliche Beziehung.

Was uns jedoch noch zum vollkommenen Glück fehlt, ist ein Kind unserer Liebe.

Eines Tages kann meine Frau nach Hause und zeigte mir einen rosafarbenen Ballettanzug mit Tutu und Schuhen für ein ca. 12 Jahre altes Kind.

Als ich sie darauf ansprach, weshalb sie das mitgebracht hat, da wir ja keine Tochter haben, fragte sie mich, ob ich alles tun würde, um mit ihr bis in die Ewigkeit verbunden zu sein.

‘All Rise for Judge Smethick’ the Bailiff intoned solemnly. I rose beside my solicitor, trembling slightly with the beginnings of a cold sweat. This was when I would hear my sentence for my crimes.

‘Be seated’. The court settled down with a shuffling of feet and some stifled coughs.

‘The defendant shall rise’. I stood again. The Judge shuffled his papers and stared at me over the top of his glasses. It was not a friendly stare.

Once I left the library I wanted to go straight home. But like I said before I was craving a milkshake. So I placed the borrowed books into the wire basket of my bike and mounted it and then I started to ride. There was one thing I'd admired about Benton was the historic architecture of the town. The main street of the town was paved in interconnecting cobblestone and running down the center of the street was the trolley line. Now I've ridden the trolley once or twice, but the trolley was not free.

Zoë and I soon got through her homework, once I explained a few things to her it didn’t take her long. “Thanks again Carla, you’ve been a big help and a good friend, It will be a shame when all this is over and you go back to being a boy, skirts and dresses suit you.”