I keep harping on the Japanese manga HOUROU MUSUKO by the woman author Takako Shimura (on ONEMANGA) with its almost documentary though fictional treatment of a transgendered boy and girl.

I’m constantly impressed by the range of anime and manga stories and art work produced by our neighbors from the Western Pacific.

Wasn't there a notice somewhere to the effect that writers can donate their stories? Then the stories can be published and sold with the proceeds going to Top Shelf?

I followed up on TERRYNAUT's lead and found the Korean mangwa story GIRL IN MY DREAM on the TGCOMICS website.

Every now and then the quality of a manga story is so compelling that I can't let go.

I've run across a couple of titles which contain explicit sex scenes for lovers of good old porn. So all of you under 18 have to steer clear of the following.

In answer to her question my stomach cramped the next morning and I found blood on my underpants. “Well, there you are,” Leticia said, “You’re a girl for sure.” After that her teasing stopped.

TWINS by Marie, Part 25 - A New Life and Epilog
by Marie C

Decker counted the cash in his pocket and guessed what he had left on his credit cards. Enough to get to Baja and lie low for a couple of weeks. He would eat crap the Mexs call food, drink some tequila and sleep on the beach. He could get plenty of cheap weed on the street down there. Tourists buy it at a humongous markup.

TWINS by Marie, Part 24 - Decker
by Marie C.

At the Fernandez farm Leticia leads Sergeant Miller and Deputy Tillman to the shed. And in a few minutes the forensics van will be along. And eventually the feds. It won’t be easy for the Fernandez family Miller thinks. A box of tapes is still there under the pile of feed sacks along with a sealed plastic bag.

TWINS by Marie, Part 23 - Leo
by Marie C.

A panel truck pulls up. A handsome, clean cut young man gets out, walks beside the girl and begins talking to her. The girl obviously uneasy starts walking faster trying hard not to pay attention. The man follows and just as she starts to hurry he grabs her, covers her mouth and pulls her into the truck the back doors of which now stand open. Books and purse scatter.

Part 22 - Leticia.2

The room was large, much larger than the tower looked coming up the driveway. There was the fireplace Darlene mentioned although Jenny hadn’t seen a chimney from the outside. A second well-lighted entrance opened at the back like the one she had come through, though the light was certainly odd, not something she could describe easily.

“Examining staff feel little would be accomplished by attempting to reverse subject’s current personality trend. Attempts to do so would likely result in psychological and emotional damage to both subject and adoptive mother. In view of the information assembled the study team recommends encouraging the subject’s feminine development."

“To tell the truth when I look at you I don’t see a boy,” Jenny remarked as casually as she could. “You’re everything a mother could want in a sweet child. You never get upset when we call you Darlene. Right this minute you’re more of a girl than Della ever was.”

TWINS by Marie C., Part 18 - Leticia
by Marie C.

While Darlene slept Jenny sat quietly on the couch for another hour with her eyes closed, then reminded herself of Darlene’s description of Michi. Then she spoke. “Are you there Marlene?” Silence for a time, then a pale version of Darlene in an Orphan Annie dress stood next to the table.

TWINS by Marie C., Part 17 - Jenny’s House, Day 2
by Marie C.

The suitcase oddly yielded clothes for a small boy and a dress the same size. They were musty but still good. Kirk tossed the washed clothes and curtains into the dryer, then sat repairing stuffed animals for the rest of the afternoon.

TWINS by Marie, Part 16 - Jenny’s House, Day 1
by Marie C.

Michi considered the apparition above them. Regarding it for a time she realized there were two shadows present in the girl’s image where there should be one. Commanding them to separate she saw that one of the two was male! She waited to see what might come of her dictate but the two moved back together without incident. She had heard of such things although they were rare.

Kirk blended with Ana Maria more from curiosity than the fear and confusion resulting from his time with Clara. In many ways Ana was like Emma, a young female in a family setting. Of the two Ana was the more childlike and rather lazy, never having had to do any real work. On the other hand she had a sense of fulfillment and determination as a mother that Emma never knew.

TWINS by Marie, Part 13 Clara

Jenny’s story sounded like a Stephen King novel.

Laura gaped at the poised, graceful girl and thought back to the party years ago. Her jaw dropped another inch as she realized who was sitting there.

Linda came in and recognized the rollers from her cabinet. They looked expertly applied.

Turning he saw a young dark-haired girl in the full length mirror with bangs and angel wings. Not Emma. His mouth opened in surprise and he touched himself all over the way Emma did and lifted the gown to chest level. A boy’s scrawny body with long hair and a bewildered face!

As Miss C. praised Emma’s re-mastery of basic functions Kirk too began feeling better about himself. His new life as a young woman was not so bad, he thought.

Kirk gradually became aware of Emma’s thoughts. He was “riding around” inside like he did with Marlene. He felt Emma touch and bump into things, lifted her skirts over the mud and thanked our creator for the chance to work inside during the winter. His fingers sewed the rips and tried not to get burned on the hot irons!

“You’re such a darling. It’s like Marlene never left. My nephew and little girl are all rolled into one (giggle).” She took me on her lap and gave me a big hug.

At one seventeen a.m. his desk phone buzzed. “Zack, it’s Linda. I can’t find Marlene. I’ve looked everywhere!” Her voice sounded flat and depleted.

Linda pouffed our hair and combed our bangs with a big smile. “I love fixing up my little dolls,” she said, her annoyance with my father forgotten.

Standing there in my very girlie undies Leticia eyed me from top to bottom with undisguised glee. She really got off on this I thought.

TWINS
Part 1. Punishment
by Marie C.

“No, noooooo, dad! I dowanna. Waaaah ah-ha-haah!”