Going Back to School Chapter 4

"She's not a girl. She...he's a boy!!!" the school girls around me screamed.

"What?! No..." Suddenly the wig attached to my head was blown away, exposing my short hair.

"She's a trans!" Someone else shouted. I protested but suddenly literally felt a weight lifted off my chest. I looked down and my boobs were gone.

"She's a he-she!" The crowd roared. Before could say anything more, someone yanked my skirt down. I stared down and saw my male parts instead of the fused vulva.

"She's a boy! Trans!!! Trans!!! Trans!!!"

Going Back to School

"..You've got to be joking," I finally concluded, handing back the folder. "I can't do this."

"You've done quite a lot of undercover work in disguise for the last 15 years," my superior, Frank replied.

"But this is a whole new dimension. And look at the age group? I've never been been disguised as this sort of person," I pointed at the specific line. "This is totally quite out of my league."

Keeping it a Secret: Summertime Chapter 4

I spent the rest of the evening searching the web for temporary jobs at Crighton beach but once again those I found weren't that enticing. Other jobs looked cool, but they would pay into the employee's bank account. I definitely had a bank account, but in the male name of Clarence, not that of a girl named Catherine. How on earth could I get paid without a real bank account to that name? As I continued to scan through job offers, it also dawned upon me that I needed a place to stay at the beach.

Jamie's Story: Chapter 9

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"Tony, why are you drawing that? Are you a sissy?"A boy named Charlie said.
"No, this is a girl I love. The project was about what we love wasn't it?" Charlie looked around the room.
"Oh, I get it, you love Jamie,don't you? You're gay."

April Schooled Chapter Four: Where Are You Going, Said Meet-On-The-Road ?

Chapter Four: Where Are You Going, Said Meet-on-the-Road

A few hours later I was walking out of the school gates reflecting that life could definitely be worse. Maddy and I were becoming firm friends and I seemed to get on well enough with her immediate circle. I know I wasn’t at school to make friends but it was better than the alternative. Also it meant I didn’t have the added hurdle of trying to persuade Vincent to date a complete social outcast.

Keeping it a Secret: Summertime

And "Keeping it a Secret" has returned, this time a summer break as opposed to the autumn/winter break in the previously story. Clarence/Cathrine is a Year 12 student but I must say I don't know much about Year 12 studies or British education/schooling holidays so those parts are fictional. The medical terms may be accurate, but the operation/procedure is definitional fictional. The makeover is as well. I'm also not sure if there are really wigs and breast forms that can withstand sun and seawater/swimming pool water.



Serena Taylor hated being Seth, hated school and it was all because of her father. He just refused to see the real her. She wanted to move forward with her transition and to study ballet professionally but she was beginning to lose hope. Would her life ever turn around?




Okay, I have to admit that was painful, I thought with a groan. “What? You mean the look… I reserve… for morons? Believe me Tommy… if I’m interested… in men… you have… nothing to worry about.”

Masks Chapter 9

Masks Chapter 9



No Mum If I was really brave I could tell you all who I really am.

And it feels like Stephanie’s little candle was guttering in the dark right now.

I get dressed without looking at myself and slip into bed and pull one of my pillows down from my head like a reflex.

I hug it tight because It hurts.

I just can’t bring myself to turn off the light at my bedside.

Just can’t.

*And Now…

Harry Potter and the Curse of the Emerald Witch - Part V



Heather quickly sat upright in her bed, panting heavily. She was completely drenched in sweat from head to toe. The amulet beneath her night dress was glowing brighter than ever, pulsing and pounding like a beating heart against her chest. She placed her hand on her chest as she tried to catch up with her breath. For a moment she thought she was hyperventilating. Then, she thought she was dying.

‘’Oh no,’’ gasped Heather. ‘’No, no, no!’’

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