The young girl in the Maid Cafe Uniform slowly walked over to the table blissfully unaware that she was wiggling her bottom in a highly calculated manner designed to draw all eyes to her. She sat down carefully brushing her petticoat and dress under her as she sat down concentrating on heeding the warning of The Woman to avoid flashing her very naughty ruffled panties.

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https://youtu.be/OSbCqp_a3iE

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Exhausted by blood loss and overwhelmed by his ordeal, Jack could barely keep his eyes open. The Woman smirked and said:

"You look very cute in makeup and a Maid Cafe Uniform. I can tell that you are really enjoying the experience. I enjoyed watching you deliberately sway as you walked so that you could feel the sweet caress of your petticoat against your willing thighs. I bet you thought I wouldn't notice - Didn't you?"
You just couldn't help fluttering your eyes and smiling to show off your makeup and display how much you
liked wearing your Maid Cafe Uniform...

Exhausted by loss of blood, Jack began to doze off while The Woman continued to softly brush Jack's hair...

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My name is Josette Du Pres. Jack Eaton, weakened by loss of blood, assaulted by aggressive hormones, overwhelmed by strange new feelings, swathed in clothing a real man would never wear, and stripped of all his male posessions by a strange woman fears that he is losing who he is...

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Jack watched quietly and gave no resistance as the woman lifted up his right foot and slipped the Black Mary Jane on his foot. She gently put his foot down and pulled the strap around his ankle. As she tightened the ankle strap and fastened the buckle, Jack felt a chill run up his leg. He heard a deafening click as if his leg was being shacked with a chain.

The woman repeated the action with Jack's other foot. Jack had an uncomfortable feeling. It felt as if he had been locked in a cage from which there was no escape...

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As Jack Eaton approached the last signpost on his fatal journey, he failed to notice a black limousine parked alongside US 1. After passing the unseen limousine, he felt an urge to turn at the upcoming exit. As soon as he completed the turn, the engine of his car shut off without notice.

[without notice by Jack - just before the engine stopped a small light started blinking on the instrument panel]

This started because of comments in Aechel's blog. :)

It all started a few days after Mrs. Haighton passed away in late April of last year.

Mrs. Haighton had been 74 years old at the time of her passing. She was born three days after Christmas in 1942.

I guess she'd been around to watch as the world changed in ways she may not have been able to understand, but we'll never know now. I do have to say that Mrs. Haighton was a firm but fair woman. As long as you gave her respect, respect would be returned to you.

It was the day of Halloween. I had just gotten together my costume and now I’m sitting on my bed thinking of the past, future, and present. Melancholy took me as I thought. Nostalgia swept over me like the gusting winds of autumn. For the past four years, I have been going to Eldritch High school. During that time, I’ve made very little friends as I prefer it like that. Too many friends seemed useless when you can have one or two best friends who actually care for your wellbeing. I have only one friend who has been with me throughout these humble four years of my life.

The Demon
By Anna Na Maus

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

This is a short story that just popped into my head one night. Anyone who has read my other works will know that I try and maintain a high degree of realism, that is not the case here. This is my first attempt at a TG Horror story so I would love to know what you think.