This is an AI generated story with a few embellishments on my part.
I just wanted to see how the application would tell the story.
(I really think it leaves a lot out…)

Chapter 2: Be Prepared for Errors

The parents of a troublesome teenage son finally had enough and sends him for special training. He gets more than she bargains for.

Be careful what you say you want; you never know who might be listening. (A fable of sorts)

Chapter 13

When Willow went in, Wendy had some sandwiches for her after she had changed.

“How did this mysterious meeting go? Are you ruling the world yet?”

“Not that serious, Mum. All I did was to get together with a few people and play them some songs which I thought might make a good concert.”

“Oh, yes. Now give, before I get you some ice cream.”

Billy’s Desires
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

I had convinced myself that being born male was the best thing in the world. I mean, men run it – the world I mean. Men are in charge. Women have babies. Women are meant to look pretty and look at their men adoringly, but they offer nothing when it comes to leadership or innovation – that was my position, back then. Somehow it seemed that the more I said it out loud, the truer it became.

Before I go home I’ll just check the announcement board. Our principal is a traditionalist so everything important is announced on the announcement board. This time I want to confirm that I’m on the list for the school’s womanless beauty contest.

My name is there all right. Peter Dupont in big letters. The problem is the big black line through it and the additional comment “Disqualified”. How can they do that! I’ll have to talk to the Principal!

The taxi dropped us off right outside the villa at 9am. It was already a beautiful day, the sun glistening in the pristine Spanish sky. Eager to change out of my outfit that I'd worn for the plane journey over, I left Billy to pay the driver and headed straight inside, wheeling my suitcase behind me.

The Interview (3)
by
Angharad.

I was in a grassy field, but I couldn't tell what I was.

I saw a green-skinned girl enter the field, a prepubescent girl with green skin and no hair, and seemingly naked. She came pretty close, maybe examining me, whatever I was. She walked about 100 feet away, dug a small hole with her hands, and squatted down over it. Maybe she pooped there? She covered it up with the dirt and grass she dug from the hole, then left.

The next day, a group of girls similar to the first one came by. I couldn’t tell if the original one was part of the group. They came right up and touched me. I could feel the touches even though I couldn’t tell what it was they were touching. One of them said something I thought sounded like “Soon, soon.” Sort of, anyway; I don’t think I actually heard the words, but I definitely understood it even though I’d just arrived here and had no idea what language they might speak. Some of them went to other spots in the field and pooped in holes like the first girl did.

This is part 4 of 7 in All-Star Sissy (though with enough demand, I might do more continuations and spinoffs.) You can read the whole thing, and all my stories, on my patreon:
https://www.patreon.com/c/SissyGirlSammi
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"You wanted to dress like a whore, so here you go. When you're done, I'm going to leave you on a street corner, and you're not coming home until you make $4,000 giving men head. Did you hear me?!"