This here is an old story I wrote before I started transitioning, when i still went under the nick Arice McQueen. After the long downtime of FM I wanna make sure my story is safe if one site goes down. It's not my best work, but I hope you'll all enjoy.

What would happen if your body died while having an out of body experience?

We cast our words out upon the wide digital sea not knowing where the ebb and flow of electrons may take them. The words we write maybe forgotten or they might bring a smile to brighten another’s day. Standing by the sea, I wonder if I will ever know. Soon I’ll wander back to my worn keyboard, for there are more stories yet to be told. For now I am content to walk the sands, looking for signs of others that have tossed their own words upon the ocean waves trusting in fate and surf to wash them to the furthest shore.
--Me!

As you'll remember, I fell asleep after a long day as Jenny,

Worldwide scoop: The Da Vinci Code, when deciphered correctly, points towards a transsexual as playing a key role in the history of the Middle East.

I thought I had it made. Teach a class in self-defense and that’s it. It was easy money and no worries no more feeling guilty no more sponging off of Karen.

Three weeks after I started work at the shelter, I knew I was close to losing my job. I had one person take the class, and while she loved it and was effusive in her praise, no one else seemed willing to try me out.

I pitched in around the center, filing and doing paperwork, putting my administrative skills to work for them, just so I felt I was earning my paycheck, but it wasn’t enough. I knew the axe would fall soon.

I was really damn excited because tonight was the night of the big homecoming dance. Our cheer squad would perform during the football game and we had a jazz dance routine ready for halftime. I had a lilac flower-print dress with cap-sleeves ready to go. I also had matching heels.

Unlucky at cards, lucky at love? Can cheating at strip poker lead to romance? Age-old questions with a TG twist.

Queen Lilibet and the Quest is set in Northumbria & Greece. It has a magical and body swapping theme.

A few hours had passed since Nobori was told that his brother had been killed and that he was now Kimiko’s legal guardian. He felt anger simmer inside his chest. His brother Jae was taken to the morgue where they would prepare a funeral. A doctor told him that Kimiko was awake and he could talk to the girl now. Nobori walked in very grimly. A uniformed officer accompanied him in. He knelt beside Kimiko. “Kimiko, I need you be strong for me now. I have something very bad to tell you,” He said gravelly.

Omar walked me home from school and he was so sweet holding my hand the entire time. I was wearing my schoolgirl uniform with white tights that day and I had started rolling over the top of my skirt to make my hemline really short. The bottom of my skirt started just below my crotch and showed off my legs. I was worried that a teacher or a principal might say something but they had kind of a lax attitude towards that sort of thing and all of the girls were doing it. I had to be careful to cross my legs or else guys could look up and get a panty shot.
 

Crystal Friend Chapter 2 By Mildred Ki'Lya Edited by Sephrena Lynn Miller

“You have nothing at all to fear from me, please! I never kill. And, I do not need much blood.” Blushing a deep rose red, she continued lowering her eyes, “It’s not the blood itself I need - it’s a gift of life, the blood is just the medium. That is different from how you are thinking of what the word ‘vampire’ is.”

Ashley was dumbfounded by what Meryl had told her.

Shinigami – Satsuki's Awakening by
J Morose (2009)

It had been two months of hell. Well, hell when I wasn’t at home with Karen. She and I were growing closer in a way I had never been with a woman before. She wanted me in bed with her, and I had been resisting.

Most people would have smacked me and called me absolutely stupid to turn her down, but I didn’t want sex spoiling what we had.

What did we have you might ask. In my opinion we had a very good, and I mean very good, friendship. Not “friends with benefits”, but two people who meshed in just about every way possible. We had similar interests, we liked the same type of music, we read similar books and enjoyed going out to most of the same places. Neither of us liked porn very much (no plots), but erotica turned us both on.

Somewhere in Heaven (probably downtown, where all the freeways come together in a great gleaming golden bow of an interchange...) is an office building the size of Mount Everest, in which angels with massive ledger books and quill pens keep the balance of our sins. When we do or think something bad it is noted in our account summary, and when we go to confession the priest gives us the bill for whatever we declare, and as we do penance our balance is brought back to zero. The Church is nothing if not well-organized.

I knew that the key to ever being able to behold this magnificent skyscraper or any of the other marvels, monuments, rides & attractions that Heaven has to offer was in making sure you didn’t die when you were in the red. But certain thoughts and deeds of mine seemed too strange & terrible to ever admit to, so I confessed to invented sins that I hoped would be bad enough to stand in for those shameful wanting-to-be-a-girl ones. It was a pretty nifty system I had worked out. Until that Sunday when I was twelve, when my whole clever scheme came crashing down around me!

A Gender Retirement

By BethanyDaWade

A little story about dreams and reality that I wrote and submitted for the May contest, a little mayday at the end is it's only qualification, but I hope you like it.

May Day Entry

Topsy Turvey
Maid Joy

The High Priest stepped up to the microphone.

"Everyone, please listen up. The Beltane ritual tonight is going to be a bit different. Normally as you know the females are the receptors and the males are the givers in the Great Rite, but this time we are going to reverse it. Tonight, the High Priestess is going to hold the Athame, and I'm going to hold the Chalice.

"Further, the decoration of the Phallus," there was some slight chuckling from the audience, "is also going to be reversed. The men will be going sunwise, and the women anti-sunwise. The steps are the same, but it is going to take some concentration to keep your mind on the parts.

"Other than that the ritual is exactly the same. Thank you."

Description: A married cross-dresser's fantasy to dress and serve becomes reality at the hands of his wife and her lover.

Shinigami – Ritsuko's Tale by J Morose (2009)

Shinigami – Japanese, Death Gods. These are the spirits that separate the souls from life and escort them on their onward journey.