What's Happy About it?

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What’s Happy about it?

Author’s note: As those of you who are always good enough to read my offerings (and some of you even better for paying for them :) you will know that most of my work relates to nice people often placed in adverse circumstances. My trademark is goodness, justice and mercy prevails, or at least just enough to give us a happy ending. This time I have tried something different, with not so pleasant people in, well, I suppose the only description could be shitty circumstances.

Does it have a happy ending?

Read it and judge for yourselves (assuming more than one person reads it, that is.)

Please note, the dialogue is undertaken in a Scottish accent, so please bear that in mind and dinna (EXAMPLE) pick me up for spelling and grammar, as I’ve tried to write phonetically where appropriate.

My Super Secret Life-13.

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My Super Secret Life-13.

Chapter 13

Yep WTF was certainly the perfect term.

Matt looks at me and smiles and I’m…I mean he’s…oh fuck.

Okay I said what I saw but it’s really like this.

Matt’s wearing some kind of wig that fits him perfectly giving him this head full of shiny, wavy sexy tumbly black tresses that go all the way down her…his back. Then there’s the face his face is perfectly smooth, no stubble or anything and he’s got these incredibly thick long lashes and perfect make-up.

Shiny black lace metal choker and earrings and bangles.

The Story of My First Lives - Part 1 of 4

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This story is quite a departure for me. I set it centuries ago, both for the task of authentically imagining a past era, and for the discipline of writing in a ‘period’ style. Attempts were made for names, locations, and events to be historically accurate. Allow me to introduce our narrator …

It was the twilight of the seventeenth century, and the dawn of my life–or lives.

The Story Of My First Lives, by Karin Bishop

Part 1

Chapter 1: In Which I Am Introduced, With An Explanation Of My Humble Origins

The mysterious case of the missing manhoods. Part 4 the replies

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Lord Everett Carl Stewart Envoy of his majesty King George.

Dear Evert,

I see know why his majesty placed this great responsibility in your hands, If anyone was born to be a diplomat it was you.

I have acted a fool. That it was in defense of my handsome son, now by stunning daughter is but part of the explanation, not an excuse. That I drank more than was prudent is also to my shame.

First time 16.......

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First time…..

Musings from WannabeGinger

My first (and only) steady girlfriend hit me in my mid-teens. 17, I was, 15, she was!! This was the Sixties….. But everything wasn’t THAT relaxed! (…not where I was living at least). So I wasn’t yet ready to go out en femme as they call it. Girlfriend time was weekend time, so weekdays were the only possibilities for dressing…..

Chapter 16

Crown or Tiara Chapter 7

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Is this your wish, my sister?
To have us fight against our own flesh and blood,
our own brothers and sisters,
our own fathers and mothers,
our own sons and daughters?
Are we at the place
where we slay each other for comfort?
You resolved to slay our own brother,
and spill his blood on the pure, white clouds.
Melilica shall have no part in this, dear sister.
Do as you wish,
Melilica is already in disappointment.

Excerpt from the translated poem 'The Sorrows of Elanara'.

Crown or Tiara
Chapter 7

By Shinieris

Becoming Samantha - A TWILIGHT ZONE story

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"You're traveling through another dimension, a dimension not only of sight and sound but of mind; a journey into a wondrous land whose boundaries are that of the imagination. Next stop: THE TWILIGHT ZONE." - Rod Serling

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Becoming Samantha -
A TWILIGHT ZONE story
By Anon Allsop

He was mesmerized by her youthful beauty, but not as you may think. He didn't want to possess Samantha as a lover might, he wanted to become her, stepping into her life completely. Unfortunately, a simple wish whispered, isn't as always as perfect as it may seem. At least, not one that has been granted inside the boundaries of... THE TWILIGHT ZONE.

The Girl inside the Boy

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I found the girl inside the boy,
Found out it was cause for joy,
For in unity man and woman are not parted, but
Are whole as one being in spirit with flesh unstarted.

To find comfort in self a balance must be found,
Male need find their female as well as the other way 'round.
It matters not what body as long as there be balance of spirit
When finding joy in life and all within it.

On the whole it matters not what sex we are born,
Be just glad to be alive no matter the form.
Although usually what we get we need keep and
on the whole I feel no need to weep.

Jem...Chapter 13

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Jem…Chapter 13

Chapter 13

I can’t help but to stare at Raven. Then the way she said what she just said and the way the she’s looking at me sinks in and makes me blush. I…did I over do this? Am I making this to much for her? Am I going to hurt her?

She goes over to me and she smiles this smile that and forgive me for being lez-offensive wakes my lower self some despite the confinement and makes me get this very naughty bad Jason image in my head.

Pink Angel

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Pink Angel

I saw her standing forlornly in the corner of the store, her price marked as “half-off”, and I simply had to bring her home. She was a Christmas lawn ornament, a life-size announcing angel with trumpet ready to blow, lit up in pink in honor of breast cancer research.

I put brought her home, and set her in my tiny front yard, and then went inside. I was all alone now, and felt desperate for company, so at the start or at the finish of every day, I found myself sitting on my front step, talking to my new guest.

Through the years: Two against the world part 4

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A few steps out of the door Peter fell in step next to him. “Come on.” Peter commanded and put a hand on Troy's shoulder to guide him to the office. The bigger kid had been thinking about the pictures and what to do all through his past few lessons and he could only come up with one course of action. He knew it would be a fight to get Troy to go, but he was sure it was the right thing to do.

“Where are we...” Troy stated to say, till he realized where Peter was going. “Peter, I don't want to go to the office.”

Peter stopped and turned to face Troy. He lowered his voice so only Mary Beth and Troy could hear him. “You need to tell the principal. He knows about you, so you need to tell him that someone is trying to cause problems.”

“He's right, Troy. If Mr. Harper knows, then he should know about the picture.” Mary Beth stated in a whisper.

--SEPARATOR--

Big thanks to Djkauf for the editing

We pick up where we left off, Tracy in class, after the pictures have been left.

--SEPARATOR--

The mysterious case of the missing manhoods. Part 4 - updated

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Dearest Brother

Have you lost your mind? Yea Gods, you and your infernal temper have made another fine mess. Will you never learn. If our beloved mother hears of this I dare say your ears will never recover.

You may be my half brother but this this.. You will come to my house and we will discuss your many short comings in this regard at your earliest convenience.

It is not enough that I have to deal with the colonies as envoy to the king, No you have to create a mess at home as well.

The mysterious case of the missing manhoods. Part 3 the replies

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Dear Colleen,

First I must express my deep shame at being unable to prevent father from sending off that unseemly note to your mother. I should have been able to intercept that foul missive. Mother had warned the household staff to intercept all correspondence until father's anger had subsided but not all of the family servants are loyal to mother and I. Father is an imposing figure of a man and wields strong influence over many in our house. As Lord he was within his rights. But no man is without faults and we failed him in this time of difficulties.

The Voice in My Head

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The Voice in My Head
by
Anam Chara

Like any other boy his age in junior high school, Danny has enough trouble steering his course through life. Parents, siblings, friends, classmates teachers, and everyone else are all telling him what to do. And that’s hard enough for him. But now, there’s this voice in his head questioning the decisions he makes for himself.

Christmas Classic Cinema

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Christmas Cinema Classics


Transgender Holiday Memories



from Ethel to Lucy...

Movies about Christmas always seem to brighten anyone's day. We've found some of your favorites; once thought to be lost forever, these TG pics are just the thing to put a smile on anyone's face...well mostly everyone...well, perhaps some of us...okay, Kristine and I thought it was a good idea at the time...really...I didn't even want to do it, but she said she'd...oh never mind!

Kidnapped. Part 1

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Kidnapped 1
By kayla don
Edited by Red_MacDonald

You know, it’s weird to be standing here in this spot, outside the place that made me the person I am to day. As I look at the building that has haunted my dreams for the past fifteen years, I just have to think back on the events that took place all those years ago.
******
“Mom, I’ll see ya later.”
“Be careful and call me when you get there.”
I went to the garage, hopped on my hummer H1 golf cart, and took off towards my friend Cade’s house.

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