At This Rate I’ll Never Turn Into a Girl!
By Vilastis

This story was basically written as an excessively long joke. The entire point is that there are constant jumping-off points for a fairly standard premise but it doesn’t take advantage of any of them. Side note: AJ is my best attempt at an underwritten stereotypical female friend.

Inner Demons, AKA "Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl"
© 2017 Haylee V

* This is a true account of my life experiences. All persons portrayed in this story are based on actual people I've met throughout my life, and the events portrayed actually happened. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

Steve and Emily had over a week before they had to deal with Terri Jo and the girls. Each day which passed by their second thoughts on if going on the way through with this was good idea grew. Those people were already out of their lives and they felt enough pain and humiliation for the prank gone bad.

On Sunday ,James returned to doing his normal weekend morning ritual. While it was almost totally normal. The difference was so minor that Dillon or James did not even notice it. James had his roommate’s cup of coffee waiting for him as he woke. Dillon thanked his friend and was happy that those two were going to have a chat.

My husband and I are blessed with five children evenly spaced out with two years in between them. They really are good kids but sometimes I wish that the two oldest girls would have a bit less of drama in their relationships. Well, the oldest one, 19, left for college a few weeks ago and I was spending a “girls’ Friday night” with Cheryl, my 17 year old daughter since my husband was away on business as usual. The other kids were in their rooms, I thought. Cheryl and I had been watching romantic comedies and chatting until well past midnight when I heard a car drive away which was strange since our neighborhood is very calm at night. Soon afterwards the front door was slowly and carefully opened and Mike, 15, tiptoed in. Well, in those shoes that really was the only angle his feet could be in. In the few seconds before he noticed us I could see from his satisfied face that he had had a very good evening. The smeared lipstick on his otherwise immaculately made up face confirmed this. I had not had the least suspicion of his leanings! Where did I go wrong?

I had been invited by one of my great friends, Magalie, to her birthday party. We had always been neighbours, except that in that year we were not going to the same school. Her parents had enrolled her in a private school for girls as I entered high school at a public high school.

I had not foreseen that I would be the only party boy. It bothered me at first but it was more because I did not know any of her friends.

Day 90
Happy Thanksgiving Pink

Before I tell you about my day, I want to say what I am thankful for in my life. My health, I am not only talking about my physical health when I mention this. I also mean my spiritual and mental health. I have never been in such a good place in my life. The best part is I know it will only get better.

It was Saturday and James woke up and got out of bed before the alarm went off. It was only a quarter of hour before it was scheduled to go off, but him beating the rooster was unusual. Plus when he did, he usually just stayed in bed. Not today, James did not do his normal routine of take his time getting ready to start his day. The man who was greeting the day head on was ready to go out the door before the alarm went off.

From that day when I was crossdressed as Kylie Minogue to now, there have happened too many things with the three of us. I became a little bit more outgoing, maybe not at school or at home, but at Steph’s and Laura’s house I was outgoing, they began to use me as their guinea pig for testing makeup looks, and by their suggestion I began to let my hair grow because they said it would look more cool like Tyson Ritter’s, yet I knew they wanted me to have longer hair to test hairstyles too.

Day 86

Hiya Pink Diva

So anything new with you, me not really. You know the same old same old. Had a bunch of people over for a party and it went better than I could had imagined. Yes, I am so happy the party went great.

Dana and I were nervous at the beginning, for we wanted our friends to get along. Stacy was also a little nervous but I think that was more for she helped with the food. By the way she looked stunning tonight.

Lilli of the valley
By Gypsy Woman

Note; This story is just a short to get me back into writing. It has nothing to do with anything else I have written on here. It has been a bad time for me but I am trying so here goes nothing. Gypsy Woman

I had a secret. It was a life changing one. When I heard the door open I knew my secret would be out and I would be in big trouble. I slowly turned to find my sister staring at me. My mind went blank my eyes rolled back in my head and I crumpled to the floor in a faint.

A short story...

Copyright © 2017 by AuP reviner

The Other Woman – Part Four

Continuing the story of how a wife meets the other woman in their lives, who happens to be her husband.

This story is dedicated to my friend and fellow author Warm Hearted, who has called me his cheerleader. We have become good friends and confidants, sharing comments and ideas on our stories as well as messaging and emailing each other regularly.

It's time for a new Mercynaries illustrated story, The Illusion of Being Maternal. The story of a not-so-bright employee that just wants to help his company out, fashion, unnecessary puns, and sandwiches. I don't understand how the fashion industry works, so clearly it's controlled by a sinister cabal.

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