There was the phone call from my wife informing me that she would be an hour late. She did tell me not to fix dinner as she would pick up something for us on the way home. This is her women’s business meeting day, so it must be some meeting to cause her to be late.

After not talking to her sister in years, 18 year old trans girl Jenny gets a call about a transgender child who has come into the orphanage that her sister works at. Despite barely being out of high school, she decides to adopt the child.

The morning after the intense memory exchange with the mother dragon left Remi's mind buzzing with lingering sensations. Her bare feet tingled against the cool stone of the clearing, the rough texture grounding her as she processed the overwhelming input from the previous day. "It's like having a brain freeze without the ice cream," she muttered to herself, rubbing her temples.

Dawn Visits Kansas – Part 2

By Kathi Jo Daniels

Chapter Five: Monday
Monday, September 27, 2004

Part 1: County Clerk

On Monday morning, we got up together, showered, shaved, applied makeup, and dressed. I chose a white A-line dress with elbow sleeves, blue chest pockets, shoulders, and belt, and white sandals. Diana chose a multicolored swinging mini-dress.

Before we begin this is my second story so please bear with me as I learn and grow. I am not the best writer and my dyslexia doesn’t help with it lol. I appreciate the support of my previous story.

This story follows Sarah as she grows her salon and needs workers. An old friend from college visits, and they come up with an idea to help her fill the salon’s roster.

Themes: TG, Transformation, Forced Fem, Makeover, Salon, Hair
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PART 4
I found myself laughing, almost automatically. I dealt with so many dogs I had a routine check-list for their owners, a method of deciding whether the owner was Dog People or rather someone who liked accessories. Small dogs in handbags, oh please.

My boss did much the same thing, not only refusing jobs where one or more of us had raised enough concerns, but passing them up the line for official action. As she also ran a kennels and cattery near Shipley Bridge, we saw a LOT of dogs and their owners.

I sobered up quickly, giving him a smile, but refraining from patting his hand. Most definitely not a good idea.

“Sorry again; not laughing at you. It’s just ridiculous, given how you look after her. Who has this come from?”

“You got time for this?”

“Not working for anyone but myself today. What do you have?”

“Well, I’ll put the kettle on first, then. Tea or coffee?”

“Tea, please, in this weather”

He smiled.

“You can lie down again if you want, but I will be in a chair”