Chapter 91

Kim had taken it upon herself to rescue Faye from Agee’s class. The dress that day appeared to be dotted with polka dots, but closer inspection on the plum colored fabric revealed them to be dagger impaled skulls. The matching bandana set off her eyes as she strode into Agee’s class as if she owned it.

“C’mon, Faye. We’re going to lunch today. I’m paying.”

“Excuse me.” Mr. Agee said. “Miss Valentine…”

“Blow it out your ass, perv. What would Celeste say?” Kim snapped. Agee paled. “Don’t think I don’t know what you get up to in here.”

Magic makeup?

Dorothy looked at the makeup bag with deep suspicion.

On the face of it, such an object shouldn’t be the object of paranoia, especially since in a way it represented the progress she had made in the last couple of years - finally shaking off fear and beginning a transition to womanhood.

But the bag’s contents now represented a barrier to further progress, and in a way Dorothy couldn’t understand the reason for.

Bob decides to push the limits of his reality device, and he then goes a little further out into the multiverse than had planned too.

This chapter was written to push the limits of the gender bending genre.

Alexandra Fleming awakes to witness her daughter Cassandra’s gift has arrived. Several previously mentioned paradoxes reach finality.

Calamity's Child

Aliens! Djinns! Secret Agents! Succubi! A mysterious gender-bending ray gun! Hit play on this month’s TG Mixed Tape flash fiction collection for all these stories and more and an interview with Kathryn Mayhew, author of The Call of the Void saga.

Jem…Chapter 131

I don’t know exactly how many times I’ve done this now but it’s sort of the whole tradition to do *Brian Wilson* By The Bare Naked Ladies on the second half of the Tuesday show it’s not actually a lot but it sort of seems like it’s been that and not in a bad way but in like this song is an old friend.

I love the “Tuesday night…!”
I love the “Record shop…!”
I love the “Call it compulsive, call it impulsive, call it insane…oh-Oh!”

*Before…Shaya

I nod. “Wren’s pretty smart.”
Both of then nod and Kyte says. “She has a completely different perspective and we need that I think. I’m still…” she turns red with a blush and I sort of get it that sheepish thing where you really just don’t have words to get the feelings out.
Ilisa says as she’s writing things down. “She’s alien and human and she’s quick to a lot of things or should be according to the legends.”
I look at her. “Legends?”
She looks at the two of us. “It’s not the first time our two races have met.”
*And Now…

Unfortunately I'm rated as the worst lawyer at our law office so I get the cases no one else wants. So when a distinguished gentleman and what must be his very cute daughter are shown into my office I wonder what the catch is. Oh, a discrimination case. Well, that explains it. Not what we usually deal with at Cook, Brewster & Yorke.

This is a gentle coming-of-age story about a college-aged boy becoming the girl he knows he truly is.
With the help of his two girl friends he becomes Susanna as they teach him all about life as a girl.
Please note this is a gentle, sentimental tale and although there is some sexual content it is inferred, NOT graphic and tagged where it occurs.

Eli leaned forward and turned his head. Cory's phone had good speakers, but he really wanted to be sure he was hearing everything he could. "HDM Girl?" Eli froze.

"Did he just say 'HDM Girl?'" Cory asked in amazement.

Eli gulped. "Yes. He did."

Both glued their eyes to Cory's computer and waited for the video to catch up. The yellow haze of light faded, and a familiar bluenette smiled at Robert.