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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.
Sure, Peaches is small and cute and makes a lovely girl; everyone says so. But Sky? More than six feet of champion male athlete and he wants to be a girl? How is that going to work? Can even Peaches help? Are Sky's hopes too high?
Once off the bus Mark snuck to his house as good as he could. Hiding behind bushes and hedges whenever he spotted someone. He really didn’t want to run in any of his neighbours with this big pink shopping bag. It would mean nothing but trouble since he realised full well that he wasn’t actually loved around here after all his vandalism.
Maggie, at first miffed that a man was doing so damn well as a feminist, eventually began to relent. Julie and I decided she needed to know the whole story, so one evening in an unused library room we took her into our confidence.
Scald-Crow 1: The Rocky Road To Whateley
A Whateley Academy Tale
by:
ShadowedSin
High School is a living hell for Padraig, and his life is only made worse by bullying.
One night a powerful spirit offers him a deal, and his life is changed forever.
In a world where Superheroes and Villains are the norm, and mutants are hated by most of the populace
life get's complicated fast for our young hero.
“What the fuck just happened?” Grace had a confused look on her face.
Their SUV just shut down in the middle of the road. Anthony was trying to restart it, but nothing was happening. The next thing the two of them feel is an explosion.
All the glass on the SUV cracked from the explosion. The SUV rocks again, as another explosion hits it. Grace tries opening her door, but it wouldn’t open “my door won’t open.”
Anthony tries his as well, but it wouldn’t open as well “mine won’t open either.”
In my depression after returning from that glorious week of letting Connie be free in the world, I neglected to notice that I couldn't be bothered to be sure her voice and movements stayed firmly behind the screen of Conrad. People began to notice but, like sometimes happens, just shook their heads and whispered among themselves.
At her approach Mary quickly turns... One glance and the girl knows her mother is crying. “Here Bee you take over.” She rushes from the room. Shelby follows.
The Black Death of the fourteenth century, then followed by Spanish Influenza, AIDS, Sars, Ebola, Covid-19, Traeped-64, etc. etc. etc, and lastly Delor of the twenty-fourth century. There have been any number of serious diseases over the millennia.
That same evening, in their main meeting room, the Assembly was having a special discussion about a more serious matter: The death - murder, actually - of John Gaughn.
"You don't think Constantine did this, do you?" said Champion, leaning back in her chair and looking thoughtfully at the glow panels in the high ceiling, though addressing the team brain.
I hadn't even had time to hang my new clothes up before Julie reached over and squeezed my new breasts. "They do feel almost real," she commented. I could vaguely feel her finger as it traced the nipple of the form. "And it has a nipple!" she enthused.
“Oh, come on Ally, please, you have nothing else to do today.” my sister Claire kept on at me. “We are short of people and it is a good opportunity to raise money for our troop summer camp.”
A cryogenic experiment; a brave volunteer starts to dream about being the opposite sex. Is it malfunctioning equipment, intentional or something entirely different all together. Why is he dreaming about being a girl? Is it really happening? Now awake other problems become aware.
A young man living in Japan orders mysterious tablets that will transform the user into their ideal self. His ideal is to become a living, breathing character from an ero-anime: an animal-eared girl with huge breasts! However, things don't go smoothly...
Dana’s Story, Part 7
Next steps for Dana with the coffee club and work. Can Dr. Cynthia help?
New Beginnings
That day would prove to be pivotal in our life. The coffee club was totally excited. That night when we finally went to the bedroom, Kathy was revved up and raring to go. We were careful of her belly, but we fell asleep after thoroughly exhausting each other. I woke up only minutes later for my night feeding with Emily. There wouldn’t be many more of those.
“But why would Davey back up her story? Or why would she back up his, if
it’s not true? I’m having a hard time believing it, but I’m
having an even harder time figuring out why they would both tell such a
far-fetched lie.”
Over the years I have developed a philosophy that has held me in good stead. Any time you interact with the medical establishment, the government or any form of bureaucracy, bring a book. Technology had forced an amendment recently - a cell phone or an e-book will work just as well as long as the battery is fully charged when you arrive.
The hike up Tsoodzil.
Eagle feathers up here?
Why did they get involved!?
Oh, Great Spirit please no!
Are we really going up there? ~o~O~o~ Two more Eagle feathers? ~o~O~o~ Why can't I just do it my way? ~o~O~o~ They're bringing him down by helicopter! ~o~O~o~ House guests.
By noon Jason had a plan. He hoped that it wouldn’t embarrass the captain, and he knew it wouldn’t subject an innocent seaman to the lash. He arrived on deck and found that the seaman was already lashed to the whipping post, and a big steersman was holding a whip.
Romance...in Disguise
15 Tales of Transgender Unmasking! by Maryanne Peters Now on Kindle
Another volume of Transgender Romance from Maryanne Peters! Fifteen more stories with Mostly Happy Endings around the theme of disguise or concealment. Why would our lovers hide their identities?
To lure out a serial killer in Bait. To elude authorities in Border Crosser and Stowaway. To escape an angry mob in Sikh and Sanctuary. To avoid a custody battle in Running. Or to infiltrate a criminal organization in A Sicario Returns; a girls' school in St. Beatrice; a foreign power in Subversives; or just a bed in Her Roommate. And more disguises and reasons for concealment in six more stories!
All with Maryanne's deft twists and trademark happy endings. Mostly.
Also
The path of true love never did go smooth one old saying has it, but then again, all's well that ends well—mostly.
As the girls of the former Hanks Gang serve their 60 days at the Eerie Saloon, they begin to adjust to their new bodies and make new lives. This being the Old West, there's also a shootout, poker games, and a kidnapping.
Wilma, Jessie and Bridget have new opportunities but old ways of thinking, especially thinking of themselves as men, are hard to break. It's all a question of learning the new rules for how to live as women.
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