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Eli grew up on a ranch in Montana. He had heard about Incursions, Breaches, and the Titans that came through those breaches to slaughter some people and capture others. To him though, it had always been something that happened far away to other people. His life was forever changed though when a Breach opened near his home, everything he knew was destroyed or taken, and he ended up Altered.
My name is Marc and my story began like so many others that are considered as being ‘different’.
I was raised and influenced by a single parent household that consisted of my mother, twin sisters and me. Mother desperately wanted a third daughter that she would name Marcia; instead she dropped the last two letters and I became Marc. A stint at summer camp further ignited and fueled my feminine side.
'Alterations' continues the story of Stacy's journey from 'Exchanged' and 'Little Hope.' Stacy is a young college student who chose to travel to a new dimension to study their advanced computing technology at a prestigious university as an exchange student. Stacy thought he knew what he was getting into when he traveled, but multiple events show that he didn't plan for every problem he would encounter. Recently on a trip his adoptive parents adopted another Little, Bella, to help prevent her from being taken by unscrupulous Amazons. Stacy now begins orientation and classes at Emerson as the small family attempts to stay safe from the outside threat. Can Stacy manage to navigate college classes and everything the dimension can throw at him, and still make it back home with a degree? (Story set in the Diaper Dimension)
Cheerleading? Piano? Basketball? How does a girl fit so much into so few hours in a day? Will Robin's over-achieving and perfectionism come back to bite her, or will she learn when enough is enough?
All-girl metal band Heedless Despair embark on their first U.S. tour, will Robin and her friends be content to watch their musical mentors from the front row or will they strive for more? On top of this there's a family wedding and a growing love of her own. Robin Smith, now fully immersed in her new life — will her secret remain a secret forever?
To our readers, I would like to introduce a new coauthor Cagivagurl. Do yourself a favor and check out her story page on FictionMania.
We were so impressed with her resume of stories we went out and actively recruited her to join our team. For our faithful readers you might be able to detect a more sensual leaning to this production.
I
was born in the lower 48, back in the 1963. My dad was an engineer
for an oil company, and my family moved around a lot.
When
I was seven, something happened. I began to realize that I was
looking at girls. My mom caught me one day, and told me it wasn't
polite. Besides, I was too young to be checking out girls.
A teen boy struggles with a feminine side that he is trying to understand is befriended by a sympathetic Avon Lady that may have had the same struggles when she was younger. Marci wants David to have an easier time getting answers to embarrassing questions; answers about gender identity issues, answers that could make his life easier.
I have to hand it to Caitlyn Jenner. She is not a person that I can agree with about much, but she certainly had the courage to transition later in life. It was her example that persuaded me to take the decision I had been putting off for years.
Angelique is back. Along with assorted ancient gods and goddesses, a plot to unseat Lucifer from the throne of Hell, and a lot of other fascinating things. She always seems to get the 'interesting' jobs.
The year is 2024. And one of the greatest archaeology finds of all time is on display at the Smithsonian. No one ever expected to find something buried deep within the caves below Mount Fuji, Japan. Especially not a seven foot tall, fifteen foot wide, two foot thick, one-thousand pound, hand carved red lacquered, ebony wood, bejeweled sculpture of the dragon Toyotama-hime that is over 2000 years old. For 16yr old Tony Watanabe this statue held more than just your normal fascination. It held his destiny.
CHAPTER 3
We spent two hours in the car park, as Rosie talked me patiently through the mechanics of riding a bike as opposed to not interfering with it from a pillion seat. There were a few niggles I could see, such as the odd speedometer and the lack of a side stand, but the little machine was docile and uncomplicated to ride.
“Down here, Debbie. This is the drain plug, and…hang on…”
She put some effort into unscrewing a black plug in the crankcase.
All night?
The familie's here.
A laugh!
Graduation.
Burning the midnight oil. ~o~O~o~ A new experience for the twins. ~o~O~o~ Exams. Do I have to flunk him? ~o~O~o~ A full nights sleep. Is it for real? ~o~O~o~ It took Bridget to do it. ~o~O~o~ Finally the pomp and ceremony is over! ~o~O~o~ I'm sorry Naainish. ~o~O~o~ I love that sound.
A
note from Rosemary: I have to admit, this only took me about 45
minutes to write. I was trying to think of something that I could
write that I know quite a bit about. Naturally, the answer was
trucking, but how to make it funny? This was the result.
A
Comedy of Errors
A
short story by Rosemary
August
2020
Doug
North and his wife, Carol, were truckers. For many years, Doug had
pulled flatbed all over the country, while Carol stayed home with the
kids. Now that the kids were out of the house, Carol traveled with
Doug.
On
this particular day, they were in a backwater town, somewhere in the
middle of northern Idaho, having just loaded up some treated fence
posts. Doug was throwing a strap over the load when out on the
two-lane highway, a car blew a tire.
“Mom, can you drop me off at the mall on your way to work, please?” Arabella watches as Gina gets dressed.
Gina didn’t mind Arabella sitting on the bed and watching her as she got ready for work. She was running a little late because she gave Arnold a quickie before he left earlier. She looks over at her daughter as she lifts her panties.
“Sure, what are you girls going to be doing today?” Gina makes sure her thong panties are sitting right on her.
“Dad has every right to bring a partner to my wedding, having paid for all of this,” said Sonia, waving her hand around the reception area. There were hours to go before the ceremony, but they had already been to the hairdresser and she wanted a final inspection of the facilities.
“Honestly, there were times I thought this day would never come,” Sophie said as she fidgeted nervously in her smart blue pencil dress and matching designer heels. “And I definitely never pictured it being under these circumstances.”
“Well, regardless of the circumstances, you definitely deserve to feel proud,” Amy advised her friend, who smiled in response.
It
had been three weeks since Rashda had gone downstairs to see what
happened to Belinda. He had never confirmed what I thought occurred
to her, but his statement referencing The
Godfathermade
itseem
likely.
I had
spoken to John about it, and he agreed with me. We had watched the
movie a few times, but now I felt like removing it from the ship’s
archives. I didn’t think I could ever watch it again.
Back in my office I got stuck in to sorting out the problems. I was sure that the company would appoint a new Finance Manager and they would probably not want me around as I was now tainted.
Spring!
What a beautiful time of year! Everything is green. The grass, the
new buds on plants. Even the Tamarack trees are producing green
needles again.
So
it was with buoyant
hearts that the couple planned their wedding.
Light flickers across the café table's turquoise checkerboard and the cigarette's smoke curls upward, mixing with the scent of coffee and the coming rain. Voices bubble all around to fill the evening air with bursts of laughter and camaraderie, but to them I do not listen.
Instead I stare.
My gaze is fixed upon the plain white envelope resting upon the fake marble tabletop where it sits next to an ignored saucer and cup. Yet my eyes see past it to a place so very far away, beyond the reaches of this world. To a place whose name could best be translated as the Edge.
George returned back to where he grew up still seeking that one place where he fits in. Never did he expect to find himself in a messy tangle of dark magics, ancient promises, and a power hungry hoodoo doctor. Just maybe if his crazed luck can just stay with him long enough, he'll finally find his place under the sun.
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A
note from Rosemary: I have to admit, this only took me about 45
minutes to write. I was trying to think of something that I could
write that I know quite a bit about. Naturally, the answer was
trucking, but how to make it funny? This was the result.
It
had been three weeks since Rashda had gone downstairs to see what
happened to Belinda. He had never confirmed what I thought occurred
to her, but his statement referencing 
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