“Beautiful, girls,” Miss Fullerton announces as the twenty-odd teenagers bow, before extending their arms and legs into the most elegant shapes. “Extend… And pointe.”

“C’est magnifique,” Mademoiselle Renou congratulates in her refined French accent. “Group one, you will continue practising at the barre. Group two, you will practise your pas de deux.” I, as a member of group two, nod, before following Mademoiselle Renou- not to mention a dozen leotard-clad teenaged girls- to the centre of the room.

The Disregarded Curse
A Timber Grove Story
by TGTrinity

Michael Slanger shrugs off a curse that his mother tells him will make him more feminine every time he has sex. Will Michael and his friend Paul be able to stop the curse from progressing, or will Michael continue to give into his primal urges?

Author's Note:
I consider this to be my first real long form story that I wrote some time ago, and I'm posting it for the first time here on Big Closet Top Shelf. I had a lot of inspiration from Cblack's works from TG Comics, trying to weave a long narrative with lots of twists, turns and steamy encounters. I really hope you enjoy it.

“What are you doing in here!” I wet myself a wee bit in total fear as I heard her voice. She had caught me at my worst; holding her one piece shiny pink bathing suit in my delicate hands as I sat in the deserted girl’s locker room. I was frozen as I gazed at her; my deer like wide opened eyes bugging out with fright.

Paul called Mike over to his house. It was nice to get out of your own sorry flat once in a while, be it that Paul's flat was nicer than Mikes. At least he got it cleaned once a week by someone. Mike's was a mess. He walked with care through the streets. He was careful not to present himself as a target. The streets in this neighbourhood are not save for anyone. Security situation dictated that he had to show his face to the cameras. Anyway Paul pressed the remote door-opener, that allowed Mike to enter. His flat was designed for wheel-chair.