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Bailey Boone is a young engineer in need of a total life reset. So what better way to reset than by accepting a job across the country in glitzy Las Vegas! Even better, he’s got a couple months of free time before settling into work. The only problem? He doesn’t know a soul.

Perhaps, with all this free time, Bailey might be interested in sitting in as a human mannequin to help Caroline practice. It'll be something to do, and Caroline's a lot of fun to be around. Plus, who knows? Maybe he’d even make a cute girl…

I'm thrilled to announce a brand new ~74,000 word, 318-page gradual feminization novel, filled with plenty of feminization, flirting, and fresh starts!

This is the third and final teaser chapter I can post per Amazon / Kindle Unlimited's rules. The full book is now available on Amazon or for FREE with Kindle Unlimited!!

I hope you enjoy :)

-Jennifer

“I kind of wish no-one had to live like that. But there’s that world, and then there’s the world we live in, right?”

“Ex- excuse me?” The young woman asks, her facemask muffling her soft Yorkshire accent. “Can — can we get a selfie with you, please?” I allow myself a small chuckle as I turn to face the asker of the question — a girl barely older than sixteen, standing with three others of her age. All of them are wearing t-shirts with cartoon caricatures on the front and, even though I can’t see them, angel wing prints on the back, just like all t-shirts promoting the group I tried — and failed — to join.

Bailey Boone is a young engineer in need of a total life reset. So what better way to reset than by accepting a job across the country in glitzy Las Vegas! Even better, he’s got a couple months of free time before settling into work. The only problem? He doesn’t know a soul.

Perhaps, with all this free time, Bailey might be interested in sitting in as a human mannequin to help Caroline practice. It'll be something to do, and Caroline's a lot of fun to be around. Plus, who knows? Maybe he’d even make a cute girl…

I'm thrilled to announce a brand new ~74,000 word, 318-page gradual feminization novel, filled with plenty of feminization, flirting, and fresh starts! The full book is now available on Amazon or for FREE with Kindle Unlimited!!

I hope you enjoy :)

-Jennifer

It was a mid afternoon appointment, two-thirty for a body waxing and the addition of breasts. Mary, the stylist at Turnabout Gurl Salon had everything set up for me. All I had to do is show-up and the deed would be done.

“Some members of the family, maybe, might be sad to see me go. But the family as a unit? As some sort of community?” I shook my head. “It’s like I’ve knocked over a beehive or something.”

Her dark eyes were thoughtful, weighing my words. “Maybe it needed to be knocked over.”

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When you're a kid growing up, you just naturally assume the way you look at the world is the same as everyone else looks at the world. There are simple things like ice cream – everybody loves ice cream, right? Stay with me now and don't hand me any crap about lactose intolerance or juvenile diabetes, that stuff a kid doesn't know or care about. When you get a little bit older your binary world starts to acquire shades of gray, and even some colors, or in this case a better focus.

I had just recently moved to Scottsdale, Arizona as a result of my mother’s death. My only living relative was going to allow me to stay with her for a couple of years, since there was no one else. Up to recently my Mom and I were living just outside of Amarillo, Texas on a small farm that my Dad used to operate.

He got killed several years ago when his tractor overturned as he drove it along a small stream next to one of his fields. He was caught under one of the wheels when it rolled over and he was squashed.

“Hey Tony!”

Another fight with my wife, the couch probably where I will spend the night, a fate that has happened more often than I cared for recently. This time, we had just got comfortable watching a chick flick on the T.V. when I reached over to massage her breasts. She was cradled in my arms sitting directly in front of me. It was only logical for me to reach around her to fondle her breasts.

I was dropping off my wife at her beauty salon, a sudden need to use the bathroom causing me to go in with her, so I could use their facilities. It was sudden, like one minute everything was fine, the next I had to go real bad. It felt like I was leaking a little as I walked towards the restroom, trying to hold my legs together to keep from letting go. I paused at the door, both gender symbols displayed on the same door.

“For all his flaws – and for all of mine – I’d just like to have my father back. Maybe now, after all these years, we can do better.”

It was a strange time to be a peacekeeper of any kind, because it was a shameful kind of peace to preserve. Multiculturalism had failed; polite society had ceased and democracy had mutated into the exercise of force through strength in numbers.

“Ah- shit, sorry…” Luke mumbled as he entered the college’s toilet block to find his twin standing at a urinal fastening his zipper.

“S’okay,” Lucas mumbled, not looking at Luke as the young trans man limped toward one of the cubicles. Both twins grimaced as the encounter ended, not least because it was the most words they’d exchanged with each other for weeks.

I wished with all my heart that I had been able to help him more, when he was younger. When it might have made a difference. But the past, as I knew only too well, could not be repaired.

It could only be transcended.