The next morning at the breakfast table a freshly grounded Tracie was almost shouting. "If I was a boy, I wouldn't be grounded, and we wouldn't even be having this discussion right now!”

Speaking through his teeth, Tracie's dad spat, "You ARE a boy!"

"No. No, she's not."

It was spoken quietly, almost unheard, but it had a force behind it that shut everyone up.

Corinne looked at her husband, "Face it, honey, she's not a boy and hasn’t been for a long time, if ever, really." He sat back down and put his forehead in his hands, staring at his plate.

Restyling Danny
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

Preface

This is a story from and idea by Erin contained in my latest anthology published by Doppler Press on Amazon (link below the story). Please remember that Doppler is a key supporter of Big Closet and buying books from their impressive stable of TG story writers is a way of supporting your favorite site.

Orphan Petal

December 2023 - Part 2

Chistmas is coming...

The final Chapter, can prince Taylor find his place in the world

Orphan Petal

November 2023 - Part 3

Shirley knows who he is

Orphan Petal

November 2023 - Part 1

Shirley is back at the child's home. He hoped things can be the way the once were

Alex woke up The next morning he got out of bed and started to polish his nails Black he was wearing care bears pajamas. then he put his Long blonde hair in a ponytail his Mom asked how did you sleep sweetheart Good momma that's good sweetie she said as she kisses his head. Black is such a Good color for your nails aww thank you he said with a smile oh I like your nails so cute said his sister Sarah thanks sis Nice color said his little brother Bradley he noticed his brother is wet. uh Mom I'll go change his diaper he's pretty soaked ok sweetie she said.

Was Prince Taylor tricked?

Prince Taylor now is back at the institute with changes.

Prince Taylor thinks the institute has gone too far

Orphan Petal

October 2023 - Part 3

Shirley has a chance to get a new family

My name is Anastasia Johnson, Annie for short. I was a high school Junior with 4.0+ grades and babysitting two children, twin girls, age 8 years old, the evening that this happened. Their parents arrived home earlier than usual and with them came the husband’s brother, Blake. I was rushed and as soon as they paid me, I was in my little car and on the way home.

Life goes on for our prince where he tries new things