Warning, this story deals with troubling aspects of religion so if that offends you then you might be better adviced to stay away from this one.

Synopsis: The humorous, story of an eccentric TG author from inception to deception. Discover what makes Dawn so receptive to new ideas, sexual partners, and body parts. And learn about her confusing birth, her stardom at Little Darlings Playschool, her disastrous High School Prom, her formation as an amateur writer, and her prison stint and plural marriage in Nigeria.
 

It was closing time @ Housing Transitions Program. I just walked out the door with my friend Lori and Talking about the puzzle we were working on.

Suddenly a blast happened and I went flying. I Hit the building and I looked up and saw a steel beam land on my leg. I screamed And my twin sister came running. then it just went black. Meanwhile the Starship Enterprise was in orbit watching the action below there was a rumor that a very powerful weapon was being developed. The Enterprise was sent there to investigate the rumor.

"I didn't want to wear a bigger bra. Sally smiled and said "I have no control over your figure or bust development. Your records show you might develop into a D cup, so you better get ready for a well developed bustline. You will need very good supportive bras. Women love to have beautiful breasts, Terry. You will someday think large breasts are beautiful."

His body was so hard and muscular. Being held in Ryan’s arms made her feel like the safest girl in the world. She pressed her breasts against his chest as their lips met for a brief moment.

Ryan was all too aware of his girlfriend’s boobs pressing against him. His eyes glanced down at them for a brief moment. They were so amazing he thought as he caught a small glimpse of her lacy bra from that point of view.

“Oops, I got a little lipstick on you.” Jessica giggled as she used her finger to wipe his lips.

"Terry, you did great. Once you enroll in the Brooke Institute and get your formal training as a woman and they give you the hypnotic classes, you will be a natural woman. Just relax sweetie".

“Jessie?” Amanda gasped as she beheld her…daughter?

“Mom! What? I thought you left!?! I know you left!” Jessie yelped as he jumped up almost losing his balance on his high heels.

“Sweety, is this what you always do when I leave the house?”

Jessie thought about making an excuse to cover this whole situation.

“Mom, this is me. I know I’m your son and everything but I really, really love being a girl.”

Jessie wondered if he could still ejaculate. He rubbed the nub for a minute to try to stimulate any growth. Nothing. Oh well, no big deal.

No big deal?!? He remembered the priorities in his life and his penis definitely was one of the tops. He found that he could not get upset of its diminutive size or inability to function. It just didn’t faze him in the least. What did bother him however was how odd the little nub looked on his body…hmm.

"Now, girls, I'll give some last instructions," Dr. Trate told the nervous teary eyed ex-boys. "As I said, my treatments will help you accept your girlhood. You'll quickly adapt to girlhood. I'm sure at least some of you were planning a last minute escape by running away tonight. Since you're castrated, you now know such an act is useless. Saturday afternoon, you will attend the Victorian Tea Party at the Balkut estate. Saturday evening, you will enter the hospital. On Sunday, one by one, I will remove the now useless remnants of your masculinity and reshape your groins into absolute girlishness. By this time on Sunday, each of you will be forever more a girl..."

"Tony sat with me in Olivia's office as Robert spouted off," Lydia stated. "He didn't try to deny anything and even confessed to his weakness. Olivia has a close relationship with Dr. Trate whom I mentioned earlier. I'm sure you've heard of her good reputation as a plastic surgeon, endocrinologist, and Hypnotherapist. Well, Dr. Trate has an interesting side line that matches her name quite well and fit in perfectly with disciplining both Tony and Robert. Now what do think Dr. Cassandra Trate's side line might be? Just think of what a good disciplinary procedure Dr. Cass Trate could employ."

The women gasped as they realized what Lydia was getting at. "Oh my," Linda gasped. "Cass Trate... Castrate. You don't mean..."

"You were right," he grunted. "The damn thing has always gotten me in trouble. Now it won't let me jerk off. Take me to this Dr. Trate! Let her cut the fucking thing off! Let her rip off my balls! Have her give me a complete sex change! I'll fuck the first man you want me to screw. All I ask is that you do it now, tonight, while my hatred for the damned thing is still hot. Do it now, damn it! Do it now!"

Daring to Hope   Standing Up to Life: Book 2   Part 7 of 8   by Tiffany Shar

 
Synopsis

In many ways Tiffany is the newest girl in her small community near Albuquerque, New Mexico. In the whirlwind of the last few weeks she has emerged from the shell of a scared and confused little boy named Brandon. Ever since Tiffany's parents confirmed with her their suspicions of her deepest wants and needs, they've supported her completely. With solid support from her family, her best friend and family and surprisingly, her growing circle of other friends it seems she might have a chance for a successful future.

'Can all this last?' is one of the biggest questions on her mind now. 'Will everyone stick with me when things get tough?' She's had an amazingly easy last couple weeks and she knows it won't last. What will happen when she returns to school? And most importantly, what will her psychiatrist decide? Will her doctor force her to return to living the lie as Brandon? These fears and more whirl in her mind as she looks to an uncertain future.

Daring to Hope is the continuing story of a bright, talented, and beautiful girl, who dares to hope for a future that is one based on happy dreams.