Drabble ~ 100 words

Interconnected stories:

Interconnected stories:

Jack & Cheshire Storyline:
Story starts in 2009-Present
Never pull on the Tail of a Wolf The introduction of Julia:15 and Gina: 13, Also has the appearance of Don Juan from Spanish Flower in the story. Jack marries his sister-in-law
Never Pull on the tail of a Wolf (revised) Gina’s and Julia’s First Week of School
Cheshire finds a Kitten: Cheshire finds and adopts Tizzy

Growing up transgendered-A Poem

When I was born I did not know who I was,

A life time of pain later I figured me out,

I could not throw the parts I did not like out, as they were part of me,

So I transformed them into something I could endure.

And so I learned to love myself, and be loved by others.

There is joy in life if you let yourself be who you were meant to be.

That is the real choice.

Fantasy Island: A Drabble by Dorothy

Fantasy Island: A Drabble by Dorothy

“Mr. Roarke, When my wife booked us for a weekend here, she said it was a place to explore a fantasy.”


“I’m now a blond big breasted nymphet! That’s certainly not my fantasy!”

Deep voice says “But I never said it was YOUR fantasy we’d be exploring!”


One Final Gift

One Final Gift
©2017 — Foxxe Wilder

Two friends stand before a casket. One says a tearful final farewell to a beloved parent while one stands near for comfort.
(inspired by the recent loss of a loved one. I have long revealed my true self but sadly, some wait too long.)

Out of the mouth of babes...

A young girl was on her first cross-country flight, alone. As the plane taxied down the runway, she became frightened, so she closed her eyes, bowed her head, and began to pray. A businessman sitting next to her waited until she was done, then casually leaned over to her and whispered, "That was nice, honey, but you KNOW God doesn't really exist, right?"

She turned to the man and said, "How do you know, mister?" To which he replied, "I'm an adult. We know things like that."

Tea and ... Oops!

It had been a long day at Cass Elliott, and I was looking forward to joining Mr. K. today for afternoon tea. As I walked up DeLaney towards Mulberry, and the Curio Shop, I thought about just how much my life has changed in the past year. I was completely absorbed in my thoughts as I rounded the corner and saw the shop come into view.

I opened the door and quietly entered, removing my Nike's and putting on my moccasins as usual. I was about to take my usual place at the tea cozy when I noticed the flashing neon SRU sign. Damn, I hate it when that happens...

More than expected

The scene: a nightclub somewhere in America. Enter Donald Trump accompanied by a number of aides and secret service agents
Trump: Alright! We won! Line up on the left ladies, this is your Commander in Chief speaking. Suiting the action to the words
Grab 'em by the pussy! Grab 'em by the pussy! Grab 'em by the puss- Goddammit! This is a drag bar, isn't it?

God Be Trolling

"And just to make it extra challenging, let's activate this receptor thing so the child develops a feminine brain structure but a male body."

"Wha! You sure? You be trollin' now, are you not?"

"Yes sure. Don't question me, I be God you know. Okay, just queue it up the line and gimme some updates. Going by our previous attempts over the last thousand years, if they thrive, their souls develop so much faster with this extra challenge we added."

"M'kay God."

The Girl with Something Extra

The Girl with Something Extra
(Just a drabble...)
Laika Pupkino ~ 2016

I ran into Shay at work. “How was your date?”

“Another freak...”


“Dinner was great. He was charming, funny. I'm thinking: 'Finally! A guy who'll treat me like just a normal girl...' But later he was like all the rest, interested in only one thing, that he wanted to fondle and probably suck on.”


Spa Talk: A Drabble by Dorothy

Spa Talk: A drabble by Dorothy

“Hello handsome. How was the spa?”

“Wonderful! I don’t think I’ve ever been so pampered, so relaxed.”

“Now you see why we girls love it. Ohh ... I see they got carried away and painted your toes.”

“Actually, that was my idea. You don’t mind, do you?”

“No! It’s a pretty color for you. Now, let’s head to bed.”

“Good idea. I can show you how ... grateful I am to have you.”

“By the bulge in your pants, I have a pretty good idea. Let’s go!”


It;s Dorothy's fault...seriously!

Since dottie keeps fibbing....

Two years ago...

Todd met up with the bully Jack outside of school>

Todd" lets settle this once and for all!"

Jack" Your on! I'll prove I'm more manly than you!"


Jacilynn" Is that my lipstick?"

Dorothy" Well your wearing my skirt!"

"It's not your skirt! I bought it!"
Dorothy" Yeah right In your dreams girly girl"

"You know this is all your fault..."

Dorothy" Here we go..."

"If it wasn't for your girl germs..."


Just do it my parents said.
I can't I won't.
What if, what about.
My dad my cut my me off.
That's all we hear, what if, what about.
You have nothing to fear.
Your allowed to wear what you want to wear.
Be who you are there is no shame in that.
People will laugh my friends won't like me anymore I told my parents.
The ones that laugh or call you names where never real friends to begin with and that would be a shame.
But the ones who embrace you are angels from heaven.



by Cheryl Bishop

My ex was an A-wife in things regarding Cheryl.

When we were separated (do to death of our son, not Cheryl) she confessed, that she never felt desired as a woman, because she thought the clothes turned me on not her. I regret, I never got to tell her:

Poetic drabbles 1

I look in the mirror and I see… me.
The me that always was
The me that should have been
The me that has struggled so long and so hard to simply be.

For so long, I looked and I saw him
The him I tried to be
The him I could never be
The him that was ever destined to simply be a role.

Are we not all players on a celestial stage, seeking our roles?
Few find them.

And yet I… I have been privileged
To know myself
To know who and what I am

To realize that I am an actor

And to know that the role is over.


What do ribbons really mean?
They show about a time and place you have been.
They show deeds done.

That is the face they show to others.

They wont ever show the child never coming home.
They wont ever show the child never held again.
They wont show the light leaving some ones eyes.
They wont show the loss of having every thing you had destroyed.
They wont tell of the torment of dreams.
They wont tell of faces coming to you in your sleep.
They wont tell of the sounds and smells that send your mind to a far off place

An overheard conversation

Authors note: As I dont have a quote key any more, I am using * instead

An overheard conversation

*You know what transgender is? Well I am in transition *

*oh you must have just started then*


*Its almost a shame that a pretty girl like you would feel the need to be a guy, but I guess you have to go with your heart*

*Actually ... I was a guy.*

*No! Really?*


*I cant even picture you as a guy*

*Neither could I*

*Well, good luck*


The Mexican Magician

The Mexican Magician
By Ellie Dauber (c) 2015

A Mexican magician claimed that he could disappear on the count of three.

Uno!,” he exclaimed, waving his magic wand, "Dos!" And, suddenly, he vanished in a puff of smoke.

Gone without a tres.

The Love Talk

New love can be fun.
New love can be bad.
For a time I can’t love.
For it was a time to heel.
Now that I am felling good,
I can love again.
Now I can start a new run.
Love is fun when you find it.
Love is bad when you loss it.
Out with the old love,
And in comes a new love.
Laura is now out of my life.
Anna is now in my life.
And I’m in her life
As a new love
Witch I have not told her yet.
It will take a little more time
To say it to her
Well here it goes

Father's Day

Father’s Day

“What do you want for Father’s day, Dad?”

“Some new shoes ... no, I really need a new purse.”

“You’d better come with me to help choose it, then. I don’t know much about that stuff.”

Speaking of which, your mother was wondering when you’d stop being a tomboy, Sara.”

“Tell you what. I’ll start wearing dresses when you go back to pants.”

“Point taken. Let’s go shopping.”


The Prison

The main door opened and a young man, maybe 25 or 30 years old, stepped into the small space between the solid iron door and the thick iron bars. “Meal time,” he called to the prisoner, who cowered in the far corner of the dark cell, her eyes closed against the unfamiliar light.


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