Autobiographical

Beach Holiday at Club Illusion

Beach Holiday at Club Illusion

Author's Note: I am thinking of having the resort in this story be used as a reusable setting. I know I did not mention it much, but think that a resort that is for trans people is a great setting for stories. Lastly, thank you all for the help and support.

What Have We Done to Deserve This

What have we done to deserve this

Author's Notes: I will just like to thank everyone for their support, writing these stories right now is doing me good.

Ivan “Cookie” Samulski came home early from the Polish War Veteran Club, irate and sober. One reason he was irate was that the man who looked forward to feeling a little fine at the end of a Saturday night was sober. The blue collar man worked hard as a bricklayer and needed a couple of hours where he could just unwind. This common man did not ask for a lot out of life and was denied his biggest pleasure.

The Pink Diva Chronicles Day 18-30

Day 18
Dear Diary
Still no way of graciously backing out of being Tinkerbelle. I might have to do it, so what? People should not care about how I dress. If they give me a hard time or joke about it that is more about them than me. Nothing much other than that on my mind so it is just a small entry in you tonight.

Do not feel bad it is not long, for it is about quality and not quantity. I am open with you with these few words and that is better than doing a filibuster which has no substance.

Nighty nite

The Other Woman - Part Two

The Other Woman Part Two

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.

A Funeral for Everyone

A Funeral for Everyone

Author's note: Just a quick thanks to evberyone. I know it is not long winded but it is all I can come up with at the moment.

All of Geralt Bellegrade's friends and family knew that sooner rather than later he would die a sudden death from a severe epileptic seizure. Even with people being shocked in the fact that the walking dead man was still alive, the news of his death was devastating. His death was an inevitable as the Sun rising from the east, but people took the news like they saw the Sun rise from the west.

We Don’t Have to Take Our Clothes off to Have a Good Time

We Don’t have to take our clothes off to have a good time.

Author's notes: I just want to thank everyone who has helped me. I hope you all enjoy this little love story.

*********
“Have you tried turning it off and on”, the two strangers passing by each other mutter out loud in a sarcastic tone with a bad Irish brogue as they heard a hipster talking on his uPhone about the tech issue he was having with his uPad. They looked at each other and laughed when they made eye contact. They both knew that the other quoted a line from their favorite TV show, The IT Crowd.

Singles: Rooster

Singles: Rooster
Author’s Note: This is a stand alone story which ties into my story “Single: Given to Fly” You do not need to have read the first one to follow this story.

Lastly a shout out to all my peeps who helped me.

“Sweet, you booked us to use the AK-47s at the shooting range” Heath said as he slammed on his breaks and felt his car hit something. He focused his attention and saw a man sliding down the hood of his Charger, the pride and joy of his life. The concerned man got out of his car and went to check to see if there was any damage to his hood.

Singles: Given to Fly

Singles: Given to Fly

Author’s Notes: This Story is inspired by Pearl Jam’s “Given to Fly.” I did reword some of the lyrics in it, I want to give Eddie Vedder credit for the lyrics and Mike McCready credit for the music, if not for the music I would not have been inspired so much by the song.

I also want to give thanks and credit to everyone who reads my stories. Everyone who read my stories has helped me become a better writer. It inspires me to do my best knowing that people get some sort of enjoyment out of the thoughts in my head which I put down on paper.

Inner Demons, AKA Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl - Chapter 2

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. *

Inner Demons, AKA Journals of an Angry Trans Gurl - Chapter 1

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 to me or someone close to me. No malice is intended to those individuals involved, and names have been altered to protect the identities of the people portrayed. *

Singles: Diary of Jane

Author’s Notes: This story is inspired by the Breaking Benjamin’s song “Diary of Jane.” I will be rewording some of the lyrics in the story and want to give songwriter, Benjamin Burnley, credit. I also hope that I give his work the respect it deserves.

The Other Woman - Part One

The Other Woman – Part One

There are two women in his life and its finally time for them to meet.

- - -

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 e mailing each other regularly.

- - -

Scenes from the Restroom

Scenes from the Restroom
By Stephanie Rose

Scene 1
Jeffry lifted his right leg out of the soapy water, and began to lather it up. He wanted to use the cream in the pink can on the side of the tub that his big sister Audrey used, but he knew he'd get in trouble. He walked in on her once as she was rubbing it on her legs, and she got mad.

"Get out you little creep!" she had yelled at him.

"I gotta poop!" he told her. "Daddy's on the other bathroom!"

Another Letter to My Mother

This is a follow up letter that I sent to my mother. I know that many people have read my "A Letter to my Mother" and expressed happiness about her reaction, and how I said what I said to her.

This is me cutting her off.

I was assaulted by a transphobe while living with someone as a roommate. My mother thought it was more important to attend a dinner with her sister instead of coming to the hospital to see me after this incident. Then it came out that my mother and her new husband had been running down me to my daughter the entire time she was living with them, which was a period of six months (and pure torture for her).

Sarah's First Night Out

Sarah’s First Night Out By Sarah Goodwoman

Author’s notes: This is my truelife story on going out in public as Sarah for the first time. I have changed the names of anyone else in this story for they do not know I am writing it. I would like to thank Chris for editing it. I just had to post it. I wanted to share my stories with others.

Becoming Monica

Author: 

Audience Rating: 

Organizational: 

I stood in front of the double storage closet, nervous with excitement. Although I had looked through the clothes before me on a number of occasions, and even tried some of them on, this was the first time that I would be able to take them out and wear them for an extended period of time without discovery.


Becoming Monica


by
Closetdrsr

The true story of Selene

OK so this year’s cold virus was a bit more stubborn than I anticipated so instead of the next chapter of Selene (don’t worry it will happen sometime) I’m instead going to bore you with stuff that might have come out of the fictional stories on this site, but which actually happened. This for two reasons, 1) I don’t want to post nothing for so long and 2) I need to get this stuff off my chest to someone else than my therapist. Again this stuff actually happened so it might either be amusing or completely dull, regardless it had a big impact on me.

Sunday Morning Pantyhose

Author: 

Audience Rating: 

Organizational: 

Sunday Morning Pantyhose


By
Tracy Davis

This is a true story of how my Mom feminized me as a teenager. She had caught me wearing her pantyhose the summer before seventh grade. I got the surprise of my life the first Sunday of junior high, when she started encouraging me to wear them -- Tracy

It Wasn't A Mistake - 02

IWAM_02
IWAM_A_500.jpg

It Wasn't a Mistake
by Tiffany B. Quinn

How bad can things get? In his darkest hour, Jerry finds out that his life has been one big character test... And he passed!

This chapter fills in a lot of background regarding the reason for the darkness in Jerry's life.

 

Chapter Two: Life’s Burdens

It Wasn't A Mistake - 01

IWAM_01
It Was't A Mistake.jpg

It Wasn't a Mistake
by Tiffany B. Quinn

How bad can things get? In his darkest hour, Jerry finds out that his life has been one big character test... And he passed!

So... what is his reward?

 

Chapter One: The Accident

Mum's Encouragement Chapter 25

Mum's Encouragement Chapter 25

I made my way down the stairs to find Julia making herself comfy on the sofa

"Feel better love?" she asked whilst looking me up and down

I couldn't look at her in the face as I replied "Much better thanks. Sorry for making such a scene Aunt Julia. I feel so silly"

"Oh don't worry hon. It's good to have a good cry at times. Your Uncle David is always driving me to tears" She told me whilst giving me one of biggest smiles "My hormones are all over the place"

Babysitter

This is my first time writing here, so I'll start with a story based on my first experience with makeup.

I guess it was a Friday night, my parents went out to a party and left me, Mark (10 years old) and my cousin Mia (13 years old) with a neighbor Julie (In her early 20's I guess) as our babysitter.

Sunday Morning Pantyhose Part 3

Sunday Morning Pantyhose III
By
Tracy Davis

Authors note: There have been a number of negative comments about the discussion of some bathroom issues in the stories. Let me address those, as I think they are germane to the story.

Mum's Encouragement Chapter 24

Mum's Encouragement Chapter 24

After about 5 minutes of lying against the front door sobbing and feeling totally miserable, I hauled myself off of the hallway floor and threw my handbag across the hall towards the stairs in a fit of temper. Even my attempt to throw the bag onto the stairs was a failure. I missed the bottom of the stairs by a few inches. I even threw like a girl!

Haven's Salvation Stave 2 Phantom Queens Gambit 14-2 You are here


HAVEN'S SALVATION STAVE 2 PHANTOMS QUEENS GAMBIT - 14-2


You Are Here


Celtic_Animal_Ornament_0.png

MORRIGAN.jpg
Creative Consultancy by Bailey Summers, and my two girls Anna and Crystal
Dedicated to

Ms Mary Adelaide Wilkinson
my mother who dragged me all over the back roads of Colorado bringing those historical souls back to life

.
My two deceased friends Stewart Hills and Karlen Ann Wannop who watch over me from the other side of the veil, all three of us labored in each others behalf and became better for it.
With out all of the efforts from the above this story would never seen the light of an audience

Before

Betty

I was looking over my bullet Journal when someone came into the Dragon and asked in a distantly familiar, clipped voice, that took a moment or two to be remembered. My problem with that is that voice was from an theater character I played in a collage drama project. When I looked up I was startled to see a very real living person ,who looked and sounded just like that fictitious creation. I was staring at a flesh, and blood doppelganger of my version of a comical, outrageous, unflappable, character Erma Cats. She was here in the flesh, confusing the shit out of me as to where she got her's,because I am inhabiting mine right now.

Erma Cats

I am to be a surprise for Betty and judging from the look on her face I have succeeded beyond anyone’s expectation. I am literally the last thing on earth Betty would ever conjure up in her mind to find looking back at her here and now.

The Crush - The Crunch

PKB_003b.jpgThe Crush – The Crunch
By Kelly Blake

If you’re going to have a crush, it might as well be a big one. I mean half the girls I knew crushed on Leo DiCaprio and the other half on Johnny Depp; although I’ve heard hygiene is an issue with Johnny. Maybe he should be married with fourteen kids or a school teacher who pays a wee bit of attention to a lonely student and drives a sports car.

Mum's Encouragement Chapter 23

Mum's Encouragement Chapter 23

As I waited for the lift to reach my floor I reflected on the evenings events. I was really upset to see Nan so weak and wondered what she thought of me dressed as I was.

The lift seemed to be taking an eternity to arrive and a lady who was also waiting commented upon this

"Three lifts and not one of them coming to this floor" The lady moaned as we both stared at the indicator panels showing one lift on the lower ground floor and the other two on floors seven and eight

Mum's Encouragement Chapter 22

Mum's Encouragement Chapter 22

On looking around the large hospital reception I noticed a reception area where a middle aged woman in a uniform sat assisting people with their enquires.

I made my way over to the reception desk and stood behind an elderly gentleman who was asking about taxis.

When it was my turn the lady turned to me, smiled and said, "Can I help you?"

After explaining that I was looking for the ward that my Nan was on, she looked at her computer and advised that I needed Edmond's ward on the third floor

Real Life

She was living in her parents' house. Not earning nearly enough money. She sometimes felt that the pronoun was undeserved, she hadn't done enough to earn it. Hormones for a year and her appearance basically hadn't changed. People in stories always changed extremely. Transformed beyond recognition. They got desirable female figures, dyed their hair blonde, wore makeup and dresses. Even the nonfiction stories the press seemed to pick up, the people they seemed to be interested in, were like that. Look at these before and after pictures, it's amazing how much the person changed.

Mum's Encouragement Chapters 20 - 21

Mums Encouragement Chapter 20

I put the kettle on and started making the tea as Julia joined me in the kitchen.

Julia continued to fuss with me to make sure that my blouse and skirt hung properly. She checked my tights to ensure that there were no runs in them and just as I sat down to enjoy my tea the doorbell rang

I looked at the white face of my small gold watch on my small wrist and saw that the time was 6pm.

"Joanne that must be your Uncle David. Go let him in" Julia instructed me

Mum's Encouragement Chapter 19

Mums Encouragement Chapter 19

After mum hung up I thought I would have a quick lie on my bed to collect my thoughts as I believed I had plenty of time before I would have to call Aunt Julia and ask for her help.

How I don't know but as soon as my head hit the pillow I drifted off into a deep sleep and only woke up to the sound of the front door bell and someone banging on the front door.

It was dark outside and as I awoke I initially thought it was the middle of the night and was worried at who could be knocking on our door at that time.

Undercurrents 3

I intended for this story to move a good deal more quickly than it is. Its these characters.... They keep doing stuff and having conversations and... well I think you'll get the idea.

I gradually come to wakefulness. Oddly enough, I don’t really feel hung over… its more like I’m still kind of drunk. I have to roll out of bed immediately and run down the hall for the bathroom but I notice that neither Theo or his preferred leg are there. I’m in the shower as my sister comes in and makes use of the toilet, rather noisily…

I like wearing a dress

I like wearing a dress.

It’s not unusual to wear a dress unless you usually wear trousers. But here I was, in a dress for the first time in ages. And, as far as I could, I felt wonderful, almost girly as the soft satin swished around my calves. The swirl of the fabric delighted me. I enjoyed the .... well, all of it.

Note : This story touches on the wish that there was a group like the SisterDom or as I'm changing it to 'SisterDy'. There is also a considerable element of autobiography. Alys P

Mum's Encouragement Chapters 17 - 18

Chapter 17

We were delayed leaving Aunt Julia’s as I wouldn’t leave the house without first removing the nail varnish from my fingernails. Julia found some remover and cotton pads and left me to remove the varnish as she got Emily ready and locked up.

As I removed the varnish from each finger I wondered how Nan was doing. I prayed she would be ok. I loved my Nan. She had always been around for mum and me since I was a baby. I started to well up as I thought of all the good times I had spent with Nan and Granddad.

Pages

Subscribe to Autobiographical