this story is a bit of a change for me, I hope you like it. TG elements only come in towards the end of this chapter, which is really just scene-setting.
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When Leckie Robson moved back to his ancestral home area to start a new life, little did he realise how much would change.

Elaine was sitting by a pond listening to nature's symphony, taking in the beautiful backdrop surrounding it. She never got enough of the music, due to a small problem which caused a fuss the last time she came outside.

Based on the song “Touch of Grey” (J.Garcia/R.Hunter). Cover version by The War On Drugs

The Complete Rear Window

I was just chatting with Erin about 2nd person story writing - you know, yes you.
I suddenly realized that I had not posted this story.
It was originally a series on Fictionmania, and I received such wonderful reviews from Sydney Michelle that when I consolidated it, I had to put those in as an "overlaid" conversation.
But unfortunately that forced me into formatting acrobatics, so until I can get it into html here is the pdf ....

I had just returned from the first inter-dimensional trip in human history. I was dumbstruck. My team asked me what had happened, as I had returned after only two hours.

We knew the place the other side of the portal was earth like, as we had sent automated drones through. We could not control them after they had phased through so they were programmed to take short trips to take readings and return.

"Tell you what," said my guy. "You charge me extra for the size of my truck, and I'll charge you the same for looking at my girlfriend."

Chapter 3

Timothy and his mother dressed warmly and went to the park where other boys were playing soccer. Timothy was content just to look on for a while and then they walked. His mother commented on how she missed walking in the park and wondered if they could do this again another time.

Charlie fires the first round in his plans to reverse the Feminista oppression.

He reveals to the scientific community (and thus the governments) that there is a ship powered by anti-gravity loitering somewhere around, or even on the Earth.

I apologise in advanced for any grammar or spelling mistakes.
I have not been able to find royalty free clipart. I have been using
images of myself. Does anyone know a good source?

This is part 4 of the offer. Please read the other parts for the full
story. This part deals with Debbie, the full time "sissy housewife's,"
back story. From the first time she was forced to dress and perform
housework

The Offer part 4

Julia enjoys the ride back to her house. She is careful when she pulls up her long driveway because the wolves sometimes like darting out of the woods. She still couldn’t believe that the new captain put her on suspension for three days. As she parks her pick-up truck, she spots Sphinx coming around the corner of the house.

“Hey, boy.” As Julia exists from the pick-up truck.

Sphinx walks over to Julia, happy to see his human. He stops near her and wags his tail when she starts scratching him between his ears. He loves when she scratching him between his ears.

This is a fantasy story set in the U.K., in a world where there are fewer females being born. Western society has rigid social roles.
Housework is for women etc. Remember this is fantasy.

Please read Part 1 to make sense of Part 2

There is no underage sex is this story.

When the bus arrived all three of us got on and sat on the bench seats at the end of the bus. These seats faced each other. We sat facing Elsie.

“Well then Jan, where are you two off to then?”

I wasn’t used to hearing Nan’s first name. I called her Nan and my mum called her mum.

Helen did a double take when she heard Ginny blurt that out after the conversation she had been having with David and his breakdown, maybe this child had a better insight into her child than she did. Ginny's mother was trying to shush her daughter but David didn't seem to be reacting in a negative manner to what she had said. She looked closely and she could see the feminine in the young man and she wondered if there was something there. Helen and Richard had always seemed to be normal and when she had dealings with David he was a thug.

The Dance with Death

“That girl I told you about, I thought she was just a normal girl, but she told me she was something called an Adaption? I wasn’t there for her Ceremony but she said she was born a boy? I don’t really understand but she seems all girl to me. I wonder if that’s because of the Ceremony or who she really is?”

The tension in the car between Lori and Blake was as thick and serious as a Russian novel. Blake was too focused on getting to the final destination of the night. The intense boy was driving as fast as he could to the Lodge at Lafayette but to him it was still taking up too much time. He was so close to his goal of the night, yet he felt that he would never arrive at the destination. The night was a real time example of Zeno’s paradox. No matter how the distance was from Blake being in bed with Lori he would never get there.