Seph's life has been turned upside down, she's still running on automatic and hasn't had chance to sit and contemplate all that has happened but there is more to sort before she can finally process all that's happened and finally come to terms with her new life.

Harry is Just out of the second year of Hogwarts and is about to find his life was nothing like he thought, being told your mother was not who you were told, your father wasn't the man you thought would be bad enough, but learning that your not the boy who lived and your not even a boy how will Harry cope with life changes new family ties. No one can say life is boring since finding out magics real.

     
     
“Yeah, and like so many great inventions it was accidental. Well, shall we open it up and see what we have?” Mark asked as he removed the bucket lid. Pulling his gloves back on, he reached in and removed the hemostat holding the plastic bag. “Will you look at that? You just don’t get prints any better! Looks like a thumb and forefinger on the top, and thumb and two or three fingers on the side.” Mark carefully photographed the fingerprints, and then sealed the unopened Ziploc ® bag in an evidence bag. “If the apparent stains prove to be from the victim, I would say Mr. Maxwell is going to prison for a very, very long time.”

Maid Joy

I was in my barracks and getting dressed for formation. For the five hundredth time I wished I dared wear my panties instead of these bikini briefs. The tighty-whiteys that were issued (in reality grungy-greenies for the OD green color) didn’t feel right or make me happy to have them on, mainly because of how badly they hurt and fit.

Jessie stood up and walked to the door mirror. He gasped as he saw the pretty girl looking back at him.

He examined his face which was downright pretty. His hair had grown so much! Thin, arched eyebrows? He continued in an almost surreal-like state. Breasts. He had breasts. No denying it. He lifted his nighty over his head and just stared. How? He reached to touch them. Red painted, perfectly manicured fingernails? This can’t possibly be real... but it is! His supple breasts gently swayed as he lifted them with his hands. They were real and they were a part of him. His hips curved out so much. If the breasts weren’t enough, the hips sure didn’t lie. He had a undeniable female figure!

This just couldn't get anymore worse!

This was Jessie's chance! He slid back into Jason's lap even further to the point that his rear end pressed firmly against Jason's hard penis. Jessie thought for a second at how gay that was...but wow it felt so right! It felt eerily natural to be drawn to a guy!

Jason on the other hand was filled with a mixed bag of complete ecstasy and total embarrassment. He was so concerned that Jessica was going to be offended that he had a hard on for her. On the other hand, she did slide back into him. He didn't know what to think! She was so beautiful. He wanted to grab her ass...was she wearing panties?

She thought about how unfair it was to rob a man of his masculinity. If only Jessie had been a good boy. He was on such a bad path in life. He did seem so happy now. Sure, it involved taking away any shred of maleness, but it was worth it...right?

"I feel great mom. I'm just nervous that Jason will not like me. I just want things to be like they used to between us. "

"I'm not sure if that's possible but I hope you two can be friends again."

"Me too mom."

"I'm so excited Ashley! I want Jason and me to be just like old times again. I don't know why he thought I was a sissy...I don't know why he called me a fairy...all I know is that I'm going to make sure that I'm the same old Jessica that he used to love to hang out with. I'm the same guy and I'm going to prove it!"

"OK."

"Ashley, please, please, please help me with my makeup?"

Same old Jessie huh?

"He wants to hang with me again? I'm shocked. I mean I thought he didn't like me anymore."

"Uh yeah. He really likes you. You don't want to hang with him though do you? I mean after how poorly he treated you?" Ashley replied playing along knowing that Jason really liked the new Jessie...the girl.

Jessie thought about it for a minute. Sure Jason was mean to him. He was downright evil to him when he was going through tough times awhile back. People change though right? Jason must have changed! Was his friend truly back?!?

"Really? Jason was actually nice to me today and Ashley said that it was because I had breasts. I don't know what the big deal is. Some boy's have breasts some boys don't," Jessie said matter-of-factly.

"No dear, only girl's have breasts. Boys have pecs which are hard and girls have breasts which are soft."

"But I have breasts and I'm a boy..." Jessie said as he became incredibly confused. He couldn't put two and two together and found his mind very clouded when he tried to figure it out.

She then brushed Jessie's hair and pulled it back into a ponytail tying it with a light blue ribbon.

"Amazing! How do you feel Jessica?" Ashley asked her unmistakably feminine friend. She decided to throw out the name Jessica to see if it would stick.

"I feel great...this dress is so airy and comfortable! Why did you call me Jessica though?"

Making Waves
By Alyssa Plant

'Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of feet on the steps at the end of the hold and the sound of keys in the lock. Abigail slipped her legs off the bench and slipped into the gloom at the rear of her cell. She didn’t know who was coming, but she had a good idea what happened to girls taken by pirates, and it wasn’t related to tea parties or puppies.'

Part two

"Ok, I was wrong I guess. Thanks for letting me borrow one of your dresses Ashley."

Jessie gave her a big hug. He was so lucky to have such a great friend.

"Damn you are sexy!" Ashley replied as she reached under his dress and pinched his ass.

"Hey! Stop that!" Jessie yelled embarrassed and a little surprised at how easy it was for her to reach up under his skirt.

"My boob...you hit my boob...and it hurt," Jessie complained once again. He didn't know why he had to repeat himself...it was pretty apparent that she had hit his breast.

"I really didn't mean to hit your breast...I know how much that hurts," Ashley apologized. She was amazed at how he suddenly was aware that he had breasts but didn't realize that boys don't have breasts.

"I know it was an accident. I was trying to take it easy on you cause you're a girl and I'm a guy but dang you don't fight fair!" Jessie said sarcastically.

"Well maybe I'm not used to the boy's I fight having boobs that get in the way," Ashley responded pushing the envelope a little.

This is a fan fiction set in the Firefly/Serenity universe created by Joss Whedon. It takes place soon after the events in the television series and the companion motion picture that followed, and is also the beginning of a sequel to Firefly: Connecting Flight. This means it has SPOILERS, folks, and major ones at that. So please don't read this unless you get the chance to see the series and the movie -- and read my first Firefly story, since it sets the stage.

In this first chapter of FIREFLY: DOUBLE BOOKED, Hoban Washburne is still working on getting used to being a woman after rejoining his crew as their new pilot, but she soon discovers her new body might have issues with her moving in -- and moving on -- as well. And returning a favor to someone who helped Mal and Zoe during the War for Independence might be harder than either of them imagines.

"What's wrong?!?? What's wrong???!? What the hell is wrong with me??!!? Why am I dressed like this?!?? What...What the hell!!" Jessie frantically screamed as he noticed he was wearing a bra...He did manage to pull down the straps and get it off, only to be floored by what he saw...the visual site of two fleshy mounds protruding from his chest!

"Ouch! Try to be gentler," Jessie cried, although he found Scott's touch surprisingly comforting.

"Okay, I'm just rubbing your leg to see if I can lessen the pain. It looks like you may just get a small bruise from this," he replied as he caressed her nylon covered leg. Her soft skin coupled with the silky feeling of the pantyhose was enough to send Scott over the top. "Those pantyhose you have on must be bulletproof! They saved you from any broken bones," he joked.

Just then Jessie realized that this boy had found out that he was wearing pantyhose. What must Scott think of him? Oh crap! The pantyhose were not noticeable from afar but up close they were apparent... especially since Scott was touching them! How was he going to handle this? A boy wearing pantyhose??? What if Scott got the wrong impression that he was gay? Was Scott going to kick his ass or treat him like Jason did?

Jessie looked at the bra he was given to try out. He liked the color for sure. I mean who doesn't like light pink? He also liked the intricate detail on it...the tiny lace stitching, the flowers sewn into the center, the delicate straps.

He took off his top, then unloosed his bra, leaving his breasts dangling.

"Whoah! You have been eating your Wheaties, haven't you?" Ashley joked as she sat there open-jawed. On Jessie's chest hung two well formed breasts swaying gently as he moved. He must have grown a full cup size since she had seen them last!

Jessie quickly put the bra back on, feeling embarrassed.

"Now why don't the two of you hug and make-up?" Ashley added.

"No way! I'm not hugging a dude!" Jason adamantly refused.

"Jason, I think you are being silly...I said WHY DON"T YOU TWO HUG?" Ashley firmly asked her brother knowing that she had him under her thumb. She loved seeing him squirm as well.

Jason begrudgingly agreed along with Jessie. The two gave each other a quick hug and that was that. Jessie felt a strange tingle when Jason embraced him. He didn't realize how strong Jason was and found himself blushing a bit. Jason on the other hand could have sworn that his former best friend felt like he had breasts. He had hugged enough girls to cop a feel and was shocked to find that Jessie's body reminded him of a girl's.

"I think it's just cause your not used to wearing a nightgown and the pantyhose may be feeling different than the tights. How do you like your pantyhose anyway?" Amanda asked trying to change the subject.

"I was a little hesitant mom but I absolutely love them! It's almost like I'm not wearing anything. I like the feeling of the air flowing under my nightgown also. It feels cool especially when I do this."

Just then Jessie twirled around quickly several time as his nightgown ballooned up from the airflow.

"Wow, look at you. Maybe you should be taking up dancing," the ladies amused at his performance.

Ashley had to choose her words wisely she thought. Jessie looked so delicate and fragile sitting there with his knees together and hands gently overlapping each other.

"Well they don't make too many things to deal with your problem. There is something that works wonders but you may be opposed. The only thing I can think of that would help is a training bra. It would be perfect for you."

"Oh hell no! What are you insane?!? I'm not some sissy who walks around in girl's underwear for thrills." Jessie was upset. Perhaps a burst of energy from his male side needed to come out for a fight...even if it was a losing battle!