Slave of the Fae: Chapter 7

Please note, I am the original author of this story. It was posted originally over on TG Storytime under the pen name A. Kent, I'm now attempting to finish it here. While I appreciate emails saying someone has stolen my work, in this case everything is kosher.

Slave of the Fae: Chapter 6

I woke up the next morning feeling refreshed. Calandri wasn't in the room with me, but I saw a set of clothes waiting for me at the foot of the bed, Crier was placed on top of them in a sheathe of gold. I put on the tight, red shorts that felt a lot like spandex but were more comfortable and a body hugging, sleeveless red top made of the same material. I didn't like the way they showed my body and my underwear, but Calandri had asked me to be pretty, and I didn't want to disappoint her.

Slave of the Fae: Chapter 5

"There is emotional and minor physical abuse in this part. You've been warned."

Sam gave me a long, glittering yellow dress that flared out at the bottom to put on. “Where did you get this?” I asked, holding it up to my chest.

“Since I'm helping you I can get into your room. While you were unconscious I grabbed it. Your red skirt was burned so badly it was practically falling off,” he said.

Shattered Glass 6

Carrying two take away meals, Rona walked uneasily into the Changeling wing of Poe, and saw that while the physical damage had been repaired, she and Ruth were getting some strange looks, especially the horrible UV band on Ruth. Everyone had to know what had happened. She resisted the urge to turn invisible, she had to face what had happened. Dana came up to them, since she was Absinthe's roommate she had to have heard everything.

“Hey guys, what happened today?” the girl asked, trying not to sound accusing, but not doing a great job of it.

Shattered Glass 5

Ruth went through her chemical engineering class, memorizing everything, but not really there. When the teacher, who was speaking from a far away place, gave her the projects she had to do, she took five minutes sorting out the ones that were most similar, dividing them into pairs, and setting four of them up, one on each corner of the desk. Ignoring the students around her, she worked on each of them, planning the time spent on each of them to within twenty seconds.

Slave of the Fae: Chapter 4

I walk towards what passes for the infirmary, my arm is bleeding, it's almost severed and none of the little magicks I've picked up will heal it. My thin ebony blade, Crier of Souls, is in my hand despite my wounds. I never know when a fae I've embarrassed or a fellow slave will want to get it's little bit of revenge seeing me in a moment of weakness. I shake my head to get the blood red hair out of my eyes, the greasy, sweaty bangs have to go. Maybe after I get my arm fixed I'll make Sin give me a haircut.

Your Prayers Please


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My son has started another one of his emotionally abusive rants and it has been so severe that I will take what legal action that I can. Here in Oregon, what he is doing may be illegal, but he lives in Longview, Texas. So, there is probably not much that can be done unless he comes to Oregon.

It makes me feel really shaky and upset. I am sure that most of us know what it is to be attacked by relatives. He is a member of the same nutter Christian group that threw me out.

For those who pray, I would appreciate your prayers.


For Master Chapter 4

I got home, proudly showing Mom my MID, she wasn't quite so happy, giving me a hug but fighting back tears. The sadness had been building up for several days, ever since I brought up the fact that I wanted to go to Whateley to improve my education. I had to lie and tell her I'd discovered the school from talking to other mutants on the net. With the help of several emails from 'alumni' including a letter from the Vancouver Heroes Corp. Well one of their fan groups that managed get the website name, which was enough to convince Mom they were the real thing.

A Different Kind of Life

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A Different Kind of Life

by Katie Leone

A Different Kind of Life

Michael Davis is a nine year old boy who struggles with living up to the expectations of his father. In order to toughen up, he agrees to sign up for Pee-wee football to learn how to be the man he is suppose to be.

During the routine sports physical the doctor discovers a serious condition that turns Michael's world upside down and inside out. Without warning, he is presented with a decision that he never dreamed possible.

With his best friend by his side and the support of his mother, the child tries to make a decision beyond his years and discovers his true self in the process.

Keeping it a Secret: Summertime Chapter 16

I laid back on the hard bed to think. Oh my gosh, I discovered the girl of my dreams wasn't fully picture perfect! She's a bedwetter and has to wear adult pull ups! Wait a minute, another voice told me. There's nothing wrong with nocturnal enuresis; a good percentage of boys and girls wet themselves. Boys and girls, not fake girls due to cosmetic and surgical change, another voice told me. I looked down and saw the two fake 'mountains' and my flat crotch. Should I stay like this forever?

Gaby All Grown up?

Found this really cool piece of art and immediately thought "This is what Gaby will look like when she's all grown up.

Gaby - Hell On Wheels

If you do go look at it be sure and say something nice to Wernope, the artist. She deserves it!

The Lyssa Kordenay Missions - Book 32 - Predators and Prey


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Book 32 of The Lyssa Kordenay Missions!
  Lyssa and Rodrick are making a visit
 at a Royal invitation, but a roll-out
 comes down. for once fame will hurt the op!

WARNING: This Lyssa Kordenay Mission may be
hyper-violent for some readers!


You never know when your last day is


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I friend of mine just lost her 32 Y O niece to a robbery , she was stabbed they got her to the hospital and surgery and she died of her injuries a week later. You never know when your last day is going to be , so very sad .
Live life everyday to it's fullest .
Be yourself . Be happy who you are . Be true to your heat , if your are trans , be proud of the beautiful person you are .
HUGS to all are BCTS family --- RICHIE

Lady in Waiting Part 5

Lady in Waiting Part 5

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By Christina H

This is a story set in the 1800’s about a family that has lost every family member except the youngest son and his twin sister. Then his sister dies of smallpox and he manages to persuade his mother to let him become his deceased sister. I realise that the language of the time is difficult to read (and difficult to write) so I have done an amalgam of vernacular (probably not grammatically correct.)
I know this story has a slow build up but I want the build the character the story starts moving in a few chapters time but I would appreciate your comments to ensure that I'm on the right track.

Keeping it a Secret: Summertime Chapter 14

Note: I may need help with this part cause I've never played volleyball or beach volleyball before. So correct me if I'm wrong.

Thanks to Janice Lynn for reviewing the first part.

Long chapter.

Before I could even move, Lauren served the ball so hard that buzzed past my ears. I reached out to strike it but the ball just dropped on to the sand. "We got a point oh yeah, oh yeah!" the two boys immediately and thumbed their chests together.

Cool Prize

I bought a Panasonic Wet & Dry Epilator in Pink & White $106. I got it on deal for only $8.57. I can't wait. I have previously won 2 $10 gift cards on there for only a single penny each. I'm in some auctions to get Aava silverwear. it retails for $679.

Jessica Marie.

Keeping it a Secret: Summertime Chapter 13

Note: Some banks in the UK just put the initials of your first name down on your debit card, others spell out your full first name and last name. I'm treating it as the former here.

Pure medical fiction.

TRI chapters 22 and 23 are up

My apologies for leaving you all on a cliffhanger last week. It seems that shortly after blogging about mood disorders, my brain decided to be a witty MF and dragged me down into a week of the deep dark. I posted two chapters today by way of an apology, and to assure you all that i am regaining my footing, so to speak.
Diana M. Howe, Moongoddess at Large

Going Back to School Chapter 5

I woke up early next morning at 0525. Where was.ah yes this special house in this new town. I ran my hands across my chest and felt the two lumps. Then I ran my down crotch. Yes, the surgically-altered flat genitalia was there. I'm man altered to be a girl. All for the sake to find some radicalised kids....

Keeping it a Secret: Summertime Chapter 11

I pretended to give Lauren a blank look as she continued. "This guy Clarence, is damn puny for a boy. And short. Ok, he's your height babe, but girl's can reach that height. Not boys. And all he does every school day is look at me as if I want to talk to him. No way, he can sit by himself. Definitely not much of a guy, definitely not my kind of guy."

Revenge Chapter 1

It was all just because of the trick. I'm the kind who likes to play tricks on people and my target this time was Charlotte Talpin, the ace science student in our class. While she might excel in the sciences, she was also the most arrogant brat I've ever come across. She would constantly look down on others who weren't as good in their studies and those who weren't up to her standards. The latter was about image and she would also brush past those she didn't see worthy of her standards.

The Lyssa Kordenay Missions - Book 27 - Canyons and Legends


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Book 27 of The Lyssa Kordenay Missions!
  Lyssa and Rodrick head for the border
  to deal with a deadly smuggling operation
  but Dannigan knows it may be too much for them.

WARNING: The Lyssa Kordenay Missions may be hyper-violent for some readers.


The summer of temporary change Chapter 3

Thanks for the reviews but Chapters 1 and 2 have been updated. So do review again.


"Clarence? Clarence?"

"Huh....oh uncle," I answered sleepily, pushing the pink duvet and blanket aside. "Mor..ning," I greeted.

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!!!"

On the subject of mood disorders


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I have been fighting cronic depression and anxiety for nearly 15 years, i have been trying to be my authentic self almost as long. Two seemingly random statements that bring me to the topic of this episode... Depression and T*ism.

From PubMedHealth "Depression may be described as feeling sad, blue, unhappy, miserable, or down in the dumps. Most of us feel this way at one time or another for short periods.True clinical depression is a mood disorder in which feelings of sadness, loss, anger, or frustration interfere with everyday life for a long period of time."

The Lyssa Kordenay Missions - Book 26 - Visions of Butterflies and Eagles


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Book 26 of The Lyssa Kordenay Missions!
  The O.I.C.A. are enjoying New Year's Eve in Washington
  elsewhere a young woman yearns for her own freedom
  and intel will come from a very unexpected source!!

WARNING: The Lyssa Kordenay Missions may be hyper-violent for some readers.


The Lyssa Kordenay Missions - Book 25 - Butterflies and Christmas Bells


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Book 25 of The Lyssa Kordenay Missions!
  Lyssa is dancing the Nutcracker in Washington
  though not everyone is a fan!!

WARNING: The Lyssa Kordenay Missions may be hyper-violent for some readers.


Going Back to School Chapter 3

As our car returned to our driveway, we noticed two neighbours on their front lawn. As we got out, they waved at us. Oh shit, I thought, there's no way out we have to talk to them...

"Hi you must be the new neighbours," the elderly man called. "I'm Jonathan, this is my wife Maggie."

"Rob Greaton, this is my daughter Claire. We just moved in from the South."

I shook both their hands. "Welcome to our neighbourhood. Would you like to join us for some tea and snacks?"

"Uh, no..." I began

Keeping it a Secret: Summertime Chapter 10

I showered again, enjoying the warm shower flow down my face, my fake breasts and to my fake genitalia. Man, it was so welcoming after that icy cold "shockwave". Shower off, I peed in the stall rather than in a toilet bowl, standing up rather than squatting. Girls should do it more often, I thought, even though it would mean going to those seatless "toilet holes" stalls. Oh, the wonders of the female human body....

Rhapsody in (T)G Major ~ Part 4

What would you do if were a sixteen year-old boy and you woke up one morning with makeup that just won’t come off? That is the dilemma that Landon Parker is facing. And that is only the beginning

Part Four: Reality Hits

In the nick of time: Part 3 The End

This is so horrible, why, why did this have to have to happen to me on this great day? I wanted to relax and enjoy myself, not being bound, gagged, almost 'raped', and now trapped in the basement. I continued to struggle against my new bonds but they were far tighter than the first and really rubbed against my skin. As I tried to get free in the darkness, I continued to hear their rummaging, no rampage above. Those bastards, I thought, they'll be sorry when they are caught for steal valuables, damaging property, and assaulting a female...

Honey Bunny: 24

Barcelona! – How can I forget?
Ally in her Bunny outfit
Sometimes it is more important to listen to your inner voice than those around you.

Honey Bunny
Chapter 24

by Louise Anne Smithson

Copyright © 2015 Louise Anne Smithson
All Rights Reserved.

The Lyssa Kordenay Missions - Book 23 - Butterflies and Cherubs


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Book 23 of The Lyssa Kordenay Missions!
  Lyssa has fought on almost every continent and every condition
 but she's never faced a situation like this!!

WARNING: The Lyssa Kordenay Missions may be
hyper-violent for some readers.


A Longer War 30

It started quietly, but it gathered speed as it continued. Bob didn’t say anything, but I caught little hints in the pubs and when I visited his place. The odd snide remark, almost always from the younger drinkers; the bit of broken glass he’d missed picking up from his carpet. It was harder to miss the dog shit smeared over his street door, though. His float was kept at the dairy overnight, so they couldn’t get at it, but I soon realised that it was a steady and concerted campaign.

Transgender Terminology, What are your thoughts?


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When discussing things "around the water cooler" here at BigCloset/Janglewood (read as inside a skype chat window), we often have troubles picking one "definition" for what various terms mean. We often share the same "flow" with slight differences, but we know there are many different feelings in the community.

Some people often feel that Transgender and Transsexual are the same thing, but others include Transgender to be an umbrella term for everyone including Gender Queer, Non-Binary, Transsexual, Transvestite, etc.

Ø Hope

I just want to say that I rarely am capable of writing much. This is also the only place I feel I can share some of my feelings because I can't deal with how the few friends or family I have would act seeing some of the feelings I keep hidden away from them.

ps: that Ø symbol is from math, it represents an empty set. it just felt like a way for me to say "No Hope" without using the word no, or empty or lack of. I know, I'm weird.

Battle For Earth: Downfall (Chapters 6-8)


Upon rescuing my sister, aided in our escape by a mysterious stranger,
the final pieces of the puzzle fall together and we
learn the intended purpose of the biometric key, but will it be
enough to rescue Earth from the clutches of the Qharr?


By Ellie Dauber © 2015

Here’s a gargoyle that kept me up about an hour last night insisting that I write it.

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Morgan sat on a curved oaken bench at the edge of the parkway surrounding the harbor. It was late afternoon, and, far to the west, the sun was hovering just above the water’s edge. “Seems like everything’s getting ready to die,” he said sourly and flicked his half-finished cigarette into the water.

“When did you first notice?” asked a very female voice.


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