Based On A Conversation

by shalimar

An Essay From the Heart About what It Means to Be Transgendered.

Tom, a co-worker, asked me if being gay, lesbian, or transsexual is genetic or learned. I told him that some of the scientific evidence shows that it is genetic.

"You mean to tell me that a person who grows up in a lesbian home won't be influenced to be like his 'parents'?"

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 21.

I shivered as the sleeper stirred, then we both gasped. A light was suddenly switched on. "What the hell are you doing?"

I don't think I have ever felt so embarrassed in all my life, although the way things were going since being knocked off my bike, it could well happen.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 19.

The taxi drew up and Simon held open the door whilst Stella and I got in, then he jumped in the front, issued an instruction to the driver and off we went.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 17.

(This is a second version, my computer ate the first one! F**king stupid Machine!).

I stood watching the face in the mirror, it was mine, I knew that but with the new hairstyle it felt so different. It was definitely a girl looking back at me, transfixing me with some sort of spell.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 15.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 13.

"Would you like some more?" asked Simon of his sister as he held the second bottle of wine.

"Hmm," she said and nodded rather enthusiastically.

"Cathy?" he profferred the bottle.

"Can I have it in a doggy-bag?" I smiled back at him.

"What?" he said looking astonished.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
Part 11.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 10.

Stella led me out to the driveway, Simon was loading my broken bicycle into his boot. "Cor this is light isn't it?" he remarked about my bike, "carbon fibre, I suppose."

Julian spends a most interesting and eventful first day in Lake Orenda Village.

So, if lots of frilly sissy outfits, super swishy behavior and a little kinky sex - not to mention dominant women - are your thing, please read on. If not, thanks for looking.

It is also a purely fanciful, fantasy fictional work. No references are intended to portray any actual persons, situations, places or events whether past or present. This chapter is rated X just because of the sheer kink of it.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 7.

Stella waved me to stay put, while she went out the bedroom door and I heard her call back, "Hi Simon, back already, is it still raining?"

My heart was pounding,I wanted to quieten it in case Simon could hear it downstairs. Compared to this, the pounding in my ears from a hard hillclimb, was nothing. I felt really frightened, who was Simon?

Joan is finally allowed back in class. She begins to question Jared’s character. After much deliberation the three musicians agree on a name for the band. And finally, Fred offers Sam a job…

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
Part 4.

I was lost in my own internal world of sensation, the gentle tugging at my hair, the snipping of the scissors and this strange buzz that emanated somewhere from my spine and finished on the top of my head. I wondered if it was my chakras that were being charged up, but dismissed that idea as I wasn't sure if there was such a thing as a chakra. There was another noise too, but it seemed very distant - then suddenly it got very loud.

"Hey Missy Muppet, I'm talking to you," she said fortissimo alongside my ear.

Easy As Falling Off A Bike.
by Angharad.
part 2.

The shower had returned me to some degree of normality and I was beginning to recover from the hypothermia or shock, or both. I grabbed the yellow bath towel and began to gently pat myself dry. I was covered in bruises and scratches, none were too deep and I'd suffered more from falling off the bike on earlier occasions.

Julian begins his new Lake Orenda regime as he is quite uniquely prepared for a day in the village. So, if lots of frilly sissy outfits, super swishy behavior and a little kinky sex - not to mention very dominant women - are your thing, please read on. If not, thanks for looking.

It is also a purely fanciful, fantasy fictional work. No references are intended to portray any actual persons, situations, places or events whether past or present. This chapter is rated R.

Revised: 24 July 2007

Synopsis: Tiffany and Brenda, already on the go in their assignment, are finding that their lives as women are more complicated than they first thought. What is it with men and their strange pull on them both? Can they resist falling in love?

Joan and Jared get to know each other better. Sam cooks dinner! Joan worries about returning to school on the morrow...

Irony

by

shalimar

A TS talks to her ex-wife about the TS's husband.

"Come in. It's open!" I said when I heard the doorbell.

My ex-wife entered and walked over to where I was sitting on the couch. My feet were under me on the couch and I was just sitting there, bleary eyes.

"Hi, Roberta, thanks for coming."

"You've been crying, Alice," she said as she sat by me. "What's going on?"

"This is weird. John wants to be a woman."

"Oh, shit."

"Yes, he told me he is going to the doctor I use on Wednesday and will start to transition."

"How do you feel?"

Synopsis: Brenda begins to uncover some pieces of the puzzle from the office gossip during Cheryl's last day. What she didnt count on was Mario's eyes latching onto her and the danger lurking within their midst...

Sitting Shiva
by shalimar

A man reflects on his transsexual father just after the father's funeral.

Note: Rated X because of references to, not actual, pedophile stories.

The funeral is over and I'm sitting Shiva for a wonderful woman who was my father. I pull out a print of an email many years ago from a close friend of my father and the note that friend had sent with the email. The email was a chat-log between that friend some others and my father. In the log was the first indication I knew of that my father was transsexual.

Work progresses smoothly on the Ryan Inn. Sam takes the mound one last time. Will he escape unscathed?

I think here we go again, but it's my maiden effort on BC. I hope it goes well and I do not screw up...here's my story.

Some boys simply are sissies. This is the story of one of them. It is not a story of discovery, although there is much of that, but rather a tale of a lovely boy's trip to self-realization, albeit a tad 'forced.' If lots of frilly sissy boy and girl outfits, super swishy behavior and a little sex, not to mention dominate women, are your thing, please read on. If not, thanks for looking anyway.

It is also a purely fanciful, fictional fantasy work. No references are intended to portray any actual persons, places or events whether past or present. This chapter is rated R, but future chapters may be rated X. Please be of appropriate age or be gone! Sissy sex will occur.