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Guy Tregaskis stepped onto the porch of the large suburban home and paused for a moment to feel its force. He considered that all homes with any age carry a force, made up of the people who built it and the people who occupied it, and perhaps even those who occupied the land before the house was built.
Gringotts didn't take as long as expected, so we had been waiting for a while before we were joined by everyone else. After all introductions were made we ordered lunch, and then us kids went to the shops. Our first stop was Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, where everyone's focus was on finding me a dress for the party.
It is six months since Sybilla had her children, and it’s been years since she was transformed into a girl. Sybilla is still angry at losing her male life, and the crown that was supposed to be hers.
Chapter 1
An imposing winged female stands on a podium with her people towering above a sea of other winged people. The crowd before her must number in the hundreds of thousands at least. She was wearing the fearsome crown of her people and a blood-red scarlet robe. It was clear she was very angry.
In a moment of unexpected freedom, Taylor puts on his mother's clothes and gets caught. Will his parent's confrontation about what Taylor did change lives for the better?
I had a momentary flash of anger until I realized what I had done. I had taken over and made decisions for her, decisions I wasn't entitled to make. A moment later we were apologizing to each other and laughing.
The empty field had been transformed into carnival wonderland. Attractions of all kinds had been set up by the staff and student organizations. Food trucks of course were on hand to provided food and cheap meals to hunger students. The smell of burning charcoal filled the air along with the smell of sweating hot dog's and hamburgers. In the center of everything, the dunking booth stood, as proud as a queen at court. And sitting perched at the edge of the drop seat was me, Jamie Sarah Potter.
Only 10 minutes had passed since they left from the homeless shelter and they were already pulling up in front of CC’s. Mark had had no time to process the humiliation he just experienced yet while he was already getting confronted by a whole new sense of dread creeping up to him. He knew Lisa meant well, but he was also sure she would get corrupted by Linda, knowing the shop owner from his past experiences here.
I was a normal, happy child; or so I thought. My change of life came on October 31st, 2005 but I had no idea what was to come. My name is Dana Quartermaine; actually P.Dana Quartermaine, to be exact. My parents had always called me Dana for so long I had never even bothered to look on my birth certificate to find out what the P stood for. I had a great-grandfather who was Philleus and a great-great-grandfather called Parthonagene (we were from some odd tribe in the Mediterranean way back) so I thought it was better left alone.
Warning: This story scene is not violent or graphic in any way, but the person who tells it is a suicide bomber about to set off a weapon in a crowded hotel lobby. If that makes you want to skip this story, I certainly understand. If you’re willing to hear her out, read on.
"Christ! That's all I'd need, a freakin' cat. I just got done wrestling with a hyperactive black standard poodle that had enough fleas to start a couple of circuses, and then barfed while I was trying to trim around his eyes. The damn thing outweighed me and he was absopositivlutly taller than I am! If he tried to chase a goddam cat he would have ripped the leash out of the ceiling and taken the entire building with him as he tried to catch it!"
Since Devi didn’t come through the portal speaking Zyuni anymore,
because the cabinet was in an apartment whose residents only spoke
Stasari, Nidlaya had loaned her a language talisman, a gold necklace
with a ruby pendant, which enabled her to speak and understand Zyuni.
Leon, now known as Lillyn, is facing her first day at her new trading spot.
It is time to dress up.
Eat some breakfast.
And meet her new co-workers.
What are the chances she manages to pull all that off without messing anything up?
The news of me volunteering for the dunking booth had traveled around school like a Californian Wildfire, the hallways too were buzzing too with rumors of the two open spots at the bottom of the list would go to. One rumor said Mrs. Kimberly the girls P.E teacher had volunteered, another rumor said that one of the girls from the Junior High had volunteered. I tried to float above the rumors. The night before the fete, I took a good hot bath and made sure to shave under my arms and my legs too. I wanted to smooth as velvet for my time in the booth.
I felt close to tears for a second but then pulled myself together quickly.
“Sammy, my dad was just joking. I wanted to tell you about this nice Italian girl I met at the bookstore. I made the mistake of waiting too long. I am sorry. Please don’t be mad.” I told Sammy.
Sammy seemed a bit unsure about how to respond but then she softened up a little and smiled.
“It’s okay. I trust you. I felt jealous and a bit upset when your dad said it but it’s okay. Thanks for explaining.” Sammy said.
A family living in the deserts of New Mexico makes arrangements for their son to try out for a little league team. They deal with life's challenges as they find solutions for their son's future too. How far will their family, friends, and work be torn apart by the choices that have to be made?
A cryogenic experiment, A brave volunteer starts to dream about being the opposite sex. Is it malfunctioning equipment or intentional or something entirely different all together.
“Bloody hell, Beth, you’re stacked! What the hell have you done?”
CASTLE THE SERIES – 00205010
GEORGE’ S STANDARDS
“You promisst to take me to see Matilda for some crochett babe clothes. I’ll wait outside.”
CASTLE THE SERIES – 00210010
IOLA - MY INTENDET
Milligan without hesitation had offered the now vacant, significant post to Iola rather than to one of the older, more experienced, junior or middle ranking cooks.
This is not a happy story. I like a happy stories, but this is not one of those.
It started happily enough, from a point. Transgirl wrestles with her problem, transgirl comes out, transgirl cause family commotion, transgirl becomes accepted by family (all except one), transgirl transitions, transgirl becomes accepted at work (all except one), transgirl saves money, transgirl gets her dream anatomy, transgirl meets guy, transgirl falls in love, transgirl marries her man …
Craig is one of Earth's bio-engineered soldiers in a war against an alien invasion. Unfortunately, when he uses his powers, he turns female. Now Halcyon has to deal with invaders and with Craig's girlfriend's preference for his female self! On top of that, Earth is losing the war.... There must be another way to deal with the conflict or the world will run out of holidays—forever!
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