“Remember to keep your knees together when you sit down,” the old lady reminded me while we were waiting to see the headmaster of Providence Meadows for the fourth time at 7:30 am. I wasn’t really in the mood to respond vocally, so I simply gave the old lady a look that translated into ‘yeah, I get it now, stop reminding me.’ But I still kept forgetting. My opinion of the skirt had changed a bit, a feeling I didn’t know how to describe, but I still felt exposed wearing it.

When among Dragons... Chapter 6 In Flux

by Machara and Chryos Stormwing

Special thanks to
my love Chryos who creates this with me,
Gabe as my editor and friend
as well as Sammi for ideas

Marian sat beside the steering wheel on the drive back home, glancing towards the back seats.

Masks XIX:

A Disturbance of the Peace

by

Rodford Edmiston

Part Three

The next day the news of this latest problem with the case broke. Politicians of all stripes were making hay out of the evidence being missing. However, one in particular was very outspoken about this development.

"Talk about suspects," said Sally, pointing to the TV as a particular very well dressed middle-aged man came on, "there's one of the usual."

In a Medieval fantasy world, a war is conducted on a magical chess field instead of on the battlefield. Young Joshua is drafted to become a pawn in a deadly game. His only hope is to reach the end of the field and fulfill a prophecy that will save himself and his comrades. However, things are not as they seem as Joshua experiences a shocking transformation.

Spin the Bottle

As the last one into the loft, I didn’t get a seat on the couch. Instead I found that someone on Tuesday had brought up a bunch of fluffy pillows, and a bright green inflatable chair. “That is never going to last,” I said, looking at it.

Big Davey laughed, “We alrealy had to patch it twice. It only cost twenty dollars though.”

“What are we playing?” I asked, eager to seem eager.

“Spin the bottle,” Bree said. “Wee David finished the app.”

19 Operation Age Regression and New Secretary

Andre said “your are not we are independent country”. Kim laughed evilly at him and said “you are now part of my Amazon empire of women your now in Amazon Australia and I am now your queen and you will be part of my Amazon empire of women you are no long part of the British Commonwealth now .

The end justifies the means (Niccolo Machavelli).

For over fifty Earth years, Betelgeuse VII has been the paradise for transgender people and rare sexual minorities. But now, the colony is endangered. The star will go supernova. For now, nobody knows this, except Caligula XIII, the reigning dictator, with a few close friends. Is there any way to save the population? Is there any chance to do something while there still is time?

This story is getting out of hand. I'm searching for an ending and if it hasn't arrived after chapter 3, I'll just have to kill it.

I have recently been educated. After all these years of simply wearing frilly clothes and thinking them feminine, I have finally found out the secret of how to be a real woman. And all because my car is a clunker that just passed 100,000 miles...

So...

The next morning I woke with a start...

Whaaa?

But

But

But...

Okay fine,

Yes I'm grumbing!

Not much happened last night really...honest...

Why are you looking at me like that?

So Ari and I, for you grammar police, left the washroom / ladies room / fancy ass washcloset that looks nicer than my house. There was a big fanfare and sign..