Virtual Reality, the dream of all gamers, is now a reality with the land of Ilos.

However, it's creators are unknown, and no one knows how the devices they have access it, only that they do.

Aria travels into Travant, but there are things horribly wrong with the city.

Jem… Chapter 127

Jem…Chapter 127 by Bailey Summers Copyright © 2013 Bailey Summers All Rights Reserved.

18 year old crossdresser Brian Oldham thinks his life would be better if he could look like an adult woman. He and his mother, Barbara, hatch a plan for him to live out his dreams for the summer, working as a 45 year old chain-smoking waitress in a diner. Not content with stage make-up, Brian takes the aging too far and the changes are permanent! Watch out, Papaw Frank!

Teenage Sissy Smoking Grandma
by Sharon Parsons
March 1, 2015
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Chapter 1 of 7
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Rock awakens and hits the ground running. Though, the team accidentally winds up in Rock's past. With questions being answered.

Also, John gets to be a ham, with Annie unfortunately being along for the ride.

Caution: Nudity in this chapter.

If I hadn't been panicked enough at the thought of being a celebrity auction item ….I couldn't help but think back to Rado Mitruczeck's twisted vacuum packed beauty 'exhibit'.... my anxiety spiraled out of control when I spied a familiar face in the audience.

Chapter 31 – Changes

Steve felt foolish and humiliated. He followed two steps behind his wife trying to hide in her shadow, his movements forced and awkward. Phyllis turned and pulled him up even with her. She scanned the store before turning to her husband.

"Is she here?"

Steve quickly looked around and then took a deep breath to combat the pounding of his heart. In a voice that was boyishly high, he said, "Yes, that's her over by the baby strollers."

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“Come on, smile!” Katie urges me. Despite the cold, I beam a wide, toothy grin as Katie snaps photograph after photograph of me in my warm, snuggly outfit. I’m wearing a pair of tight, skinny jeans that show off my increasingly feminine curves, on top of which I have a pair of long, knee-high boots with a chunky 3” platform heel. My warm pink coat covers a tight red wool sweater, and my long brown hair is covered by a light grey woollen hat.

“Please tell me we’re done?” I beg as I try to warm my red-tipped fingers on my coat.