Equipment malfunction has been with mankind since the invention of the wheel. Possibly before with the club, spear, bow and arrows. As science progresses and equipment is in-bedded deeper and deeper into our lives, the one constant is at some point failure will occur. Let's pray the whole tie rod steering mechanism doesn't fall out from under your vehicle while you're traveling down the road. Mine did and it wasn't a story of fiction. Obviously I survived.
This is a tale of one of those equipment failures and it is a story of fiction.

A wish for Joy

The old man fingered the ring, then summoned the genie.

“What is thy wish?” the genie asked.

“I’ve come to realize I never gave happiness to anybody. So my wish is that for whatever time I have left, I would be a person who makes others smile when I come into a room. To be a source of happiness wherever I go. “

“Granted”

Some time later, in a hospital across town, a baby is presented to her parents.

They say “Let’s call her ... Joy ...”

End?

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“I can’t believe it’s coming so soon!” said Jeff’s mom.

“Yeah, the service is tomorrow,” said Jeff.

“Do you think you’re ready for your bat mitzvah?”

“It’s a bar mitzvah, Mom. How do you always get it wrong.”

“I don’t know. Let me think of a way to get it right.”

“Just practice! Seriously how are you this bad!’

“Hey James, would you ever suck dick?” asked Aaron.

“No fucking way,” said James.

“What if you were a girl?”

“Maybe, I don’t know,” said James hesitantly.

“Let’s find out,” said Aaron. Suddenly James’ body started to change. His waist got slim, his face changed to be more feminine and his lip became plump, and his chest and ass ballooned out. Her hair grew long, and his clothing disappeared. “Alright Jenny, do you want to suck my dick?” asked Aaron, pulling his cock out.

Introduction: A young married couple reminisces.

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Our defeat at the hands of Middledale High's team was humiliating, the bus ride home was even worse.

"if only i had dared": a poem of introspection!

Jack & Cheshire Storyline:
Story starts in 2009-Present
Never pull on the Tail of a Wolf The introduction of Julia:15 and Gina: 13, Also has the appearance of Don Juan from Spanish Flower in the story. Jack marries his sister-in-law
Never Pull on the tail of a Wolf (revised) Gina’s and Julia’s First Week of School
Cheshire finds a Kitten: Cheshire finds and adopts Tizzy

The girl in me
would not let me be
Until she became me!

Fantasy Island: A Drabble by Dorothy

“Mr. Roarke, When my wife booked us for a weekend here, she said it was a place to explore a fantasy.”

“And?”

“I’m now a blond big breasted nymphet! That’s certainly not my fantasy!”

Deep voice says “But I never said it was YOUR fantasy we’d be exploring!”

End

A young girl was on her first cross-country flight, alone. As the plane taxied down the runway, she became frightened, so she closed her eyes, bowed her head, and began to pray. A businessman sitting next to her waited until she was done, then casually leaned over to her and whispered, "That was nice, honey, but you KNOW God doesn't really exist, right?"

She turned to the man and said, "How do you know, mister?" To which he replied, "I'm an adult. We know things like that."

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"And just to make it extra challenging, let's activate this receptor thing so the child develops a feminine brain structure but a male body."

"Wha! You sure? You be trollin' now, are you not?"

"Yes sure. Don't question me, I be God you know. Okay, just queue it up the line and gimme some updates. Going by our previous attempts over the last thousand years, if they thrive, their souls develop so much faster with this extra challenge we added."

"M'kay God."

Spa Talk: A drabble by Dorothy

“Hello handsome. How was the spa?”

“Wonderful! I don’t think I’ve ever been so pampered, so relaxed.”

“Now you see why we girls love it. Ohh ... I see they got carried away and painted your toes.”

“Actually, that was my idea. You don’t mind, do you?”

“No! It’s a pretty color for you. Now, let’s head to bed.”

“Good idea. I can show you how ... grateful I am to have you.”

“By the bulge in your pants, I have a pretty good idea. Let’s go!”

End.

Well, it's supposed to be silly

My ex was an A-wife in things regarding Cheryl.

When we were separated (do to death of our son, not Cheryl) she confessed, that she never felt desired as a woman, because she thought the clothes turned me on not her. I regret, I never got to tell her:

I look in the mirror and I see… me.
The me that always was
The me that should have been
The me that has struggled so long and so hard to simply be.

For so long, I looked and I saw him
The him I tried to be
The him I could never be
The him that was ever destined to simply be a role.

Are we not all players on a celestial stage, seeking our roles?
Few find them.

And yet I… I have been privileged
To know myself
To know who and what I am

To realize that I am an actor

And to know that the role is over.

Name Game

Authors note: As I dont have a quote key any more, I am using * instead

An overheard conversation

*You know what transgender is? Well I am in transition *

*oh you must have just started then*

*huh?*

*Its almost a shame that a pretty girl like you would feel the need to be a guy, but I guess you have to go with your heart*

*Actually ... I was a guy.*

*No! Really?*

*Really.*

*I cant even picture you as a guy*

*Neither could I*

*Well, good luck*

*Thanks*

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The Mexican Magician
By Ellie Dauber (c) 2015

A Mexican magician claimed that he could disappear on the count of three.

“Uno!,” he exclaimed, waving his magic wand, "Dos!" And, suddenly, he vanished in a puff of smoke.

Gone without a tres.