Chapter Seven: Returning Home

The drive home was quiet, the tension in the car palpable. David leaned against the window, watching the familiar streets roll by, but his thoughts were far from comforting. The doctor’s words echoed in his mind, and though his parents tried to keep the conversation light, the weight of the unknown loomed over them.

It was 3:00 AM, and the Thief…opened the large, ornate door. That was it. He couldn’t believe it. If his trusted Agent of so many years hadn’t been the one to tell him, he wouldn’t have. They had met earlier that day, in the busy food court of the local mall, the smell of bad Chinese food heavy in the air, stale, tinny pop music playing from some hidden speaker above their heads.

This is Sissy Sassi’s newest release! All you Sassi fanatics better get your headphones and dance to the world’s greatest sissy popstar!
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Sissy Slut Summer
Feel So Empty, What a Bummer
Sissy Slut Summer
Feel So Empty, What a Bummer
Sissy Slut Summer
Feel So Empty, What a Bummer
Sissy Slut Summer
Feel So Empty, What a Bummer

The music thumped as video began, ushering in a new era of pop.

Prince Connor sat in his lavish study, a glass of wine in hand, watching a recording of the trial's conclusion on a large screen. His expression shifted from intrigue to irritation as he leaned back in his chair, swirling the wine in his glass. The sight of Alex standing firm alongside Princess Helena, her loyalty unshaken, clearly displeased him.

"Huh," he muttered, narrowing his eyes at the screen, "I hadn't expected Consort Alex to completely abandon her parents like that. She played the part well—loyal, unflinching. It seems going after her family is not going to work."

The Cybernetic Assistant

Alan Weaver was not your typical guy. Quiet, socially awkward, and buried in his work, he thrived in the realm of numbers, algorithms, and complex coding languages. His passion for science and engineering made him a standout at his small university, but he often doubted if he would ever make a real impact in his field. That changed when he received a call from the Cybernetics Robotics AI Institute (CRAI), a prestigious research facility known for its groundbreaking advancements in robotics and artificial intelligence.

Halloween Transformed Completely

John had always enjoyed Halloween, but this year, at fifty, he felt a new urgency. His office costume contest promised a trophy and bragging rights, and he was determined to stand out. After hearing about a quirky costume shop an hour away, he decided to check it out.
The shop, dimly lit and overflowing with costumes, felt like stepping into another world. An older woman behind the counter noticed his hesitance and approached him. “What are you looking to accomplish?” she asked, her eyes twinkling with curiosity.

As the USS New Horizons continued its journey toward Bermuda, the first rays of the sun began to break over the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow that painted the sky and the water's surface with a breathtaking palette of orange and yellow. The sea, now a glistening canvas of light, reflected the sun's radiant glow, heralding the arrival of a new day and a fresh start. The gentle sound of the waves lapping against the ship's hull added to the serene atmosphere, creating a symphony of nature's beauty.

After the divorce, Mark felt like his life had crumbled. Losing his wife, home, and half of his savings in the settlement left him bitter and broken. So when a glossy, golden envelope arrived in the mail, offering a free month-long cruise aboard the USS New Beginnings, he hesitated. It seemed almost too good to be true. But with nothing to lose, Mark accepted.

Time Jump Being Mom in the Past

The Friedlander family was not your average family. Consisting of a mom and dad, twin daughters (Samantha and Sandra), and twin sons (Brian and Blake), they lived a somewhat-lavish lifestyle. Both parents were trust fund babies, but the children rarely ever saw that wealth, so they never felt like they were rich.

Introduction
A chance encounter presents a woman with the opportunity to shape a man into her ideal lover and husband. After they are married, a couple of events lead to a rekindling of her unfulfilled sexual desires from her college days. Unable to act directly, she drafts her unsuspecting husband into helping her live out those desires.

Replacing Her Sister A Journey of Transition

Another week had passed, and Jonah and Kelly were still playing their little game as the pandemic continued. Jonah was wearing a cute red sundress that day, while Kelly wore some cargo shorts and a flannel shirt. Jonah’s body was still hairless from the waxing, and Kelly made sure that he lotioned himself everyday to keep his skin soft.

Lane Bryant Magical Transformation

In the opulent halls of the palace, Prince Connor, a man of sharp wit and cunning, turned to his trusted assistant, Grayson. Grayson, a man of unassuming appearance but keen intellect, was dressed in a crisp business suit. "Grayson, enlighten me on what you've discovered about Consort Alex. I intend to use her to thwart Princess Helena's ascent to the throne," Connor said, his voice laced with a mix of determination and intrigue.

Maverick No More Now Broken and Rebuilt

‘Meeting Chloe’

A ‘fresh start’ contest story.

Truly Transformed and Really Changed

Torrid Transformation Part 4

Nailed to Change Part 3

Torrid Transformation Part 2

Torrid Transformation

The bell above the entrance to Torrid chimed a cheerful welcome as Alan
pushed open the glass door. The familiar scent of trendy clothing and
leather greeted him, but the store was strangely empty. He scanned the
racks, his gaze snagged on a display of vibrant summer dresses before a
voice startled him.

"Hi there! Welcome to Torrid!"

Alan turned to see a woman with a dazzling smile and a nametag that read
"Haley - Manager." Her warm brown eyes sparkled beneath a mane of fiery
red hair.

Genesis Infiltrator

The woman's words were a hammer blow. Raped. Mutilated. Left for dead.
Stacy... the image of her friend, vibrant and alive, morphed into a
terrifying possibility - a victim of human trafficking, lost in the
nightmarish underbelly of the world.

A wave of nausea swept over Sasha; a primal scream trapped in her throat
by the leather restraints. "Stacy?" she rasped, her voice cracking.
"What about Stacy?"