In this sequel to Gerald and Joan, with marital roles reversed, Gerald integrates into the world of women, while Joan assimilates into the world of men. To Joan’s dismay, Gerald’s evolution to womanhood liberates him from the cowering, femininized role he had enjoyed as her husband. A boneheaded scheme of Joan and her buddies backfires launching Gerald into the arms of a loving girlfriend.

The freshmen boys of Asher College have obsessed for weeks in anticipation of Phi Lambda Phi’s annual ‘Harvest Moon Panty Raid’ but Nick Wilder has other plans. He’s got his eye on one Phi Lamb in particular and he’s not about to screw it up by being like everyone else. But plans change and so must Nick if he’s going to get the girl of his dreams.

The freshmen boys of Asher College have obsessed for weeks in anticipation of Phi Lambda Phi’s annual ‘Harvest Moon Panty Raid’ but Nick Wilder has other plans. He’s got his eye on one Phi Lamb in particular and he’s not about to screw it up by being like everyone else. But plans change and so must Nick if he’s going to get the girl of his dreams.

I was a senior in high school when an underground gas leak led to a massive explosion in my neighborhood. The houses that weren’t immediately destroyed caught fire, and it was a while before they could put all the fire out. Everything for blocks was destroyed.

The houses were rebuilt, and I moved back into my family's house... alone.

I realized I didn’t want this. It wasn’t my house, my neighborhood, or my neighbors. They were all a bunch of imitations. The unique houses on my street had been replaced with a bunch of cookie-cutter copies sized like the originals, but not really like them otherwise. I was living in an imitation of the house I grew up in, without any of what made it special. I was alone, next to nobody I knew. The neighbors were strangers who bought the other rebuilt houses from the heirs of my former neighbors. It felt completely artificial, and I wanted to get away.

I came to lying on a bed in a small, very neat, cabin. Danny was dabbing my forehead with a wet towel.

“Hi Doll, you gave me a bit of a fright there!”

“Where am I?”

“Lying on my bed”

The security men each had a small cabin off the security office.

“Not my preferred way to end up in your bed!”

I was beginning to recover.

Danny grinned, reached out a hand and helped me sit up.

“Are you ok? You just fainted as we were talking”…

“Sorry, you just gave me a fright!”

“Me? What did I do?”

The New Girl at Uskweirs Manor

a pastoral romance by Miriam Robern

A Long-Awaited Visit

Sussex, May 1813

“This is insane.” Theresa Chesterley stood on the other side of the open door that led from Amelia’s Rosedale Room to Chesterley’s Parisian Room.  Her hand was still on the knob; her luggage, freshly delivered, sat in a neat stack behind her.

Part 33

Earn it, how? He had already done more than enough to humiliate and degrade himself. Of course, most of that was from before Julia slipped the cage on him. And Amy was clearly treating it as something separate from the ever increasing amount of leverage she had on him.

He just waited for her to explain. Talking like a girl still wasn’t something that came naturally, even if he was getting more and more used to it after being chastised every time he sounded like a boy.

Chapter 1: A Crazy Idea

Brett lounged on the plush couch, scrolling through his phone as Jenny burst into the room, a mischievous glint in her eye.

Her long, curly brown hair bounced with each step, and her bright smile could light up a room.

She was the epitome of elegance, from her designer heels to her perfectly manicured nails.

This is part 6 of 7 in All-Star Sissy, which is now completed (though I might do more continuations and spinoffs in the future)
If you want to read the last part, read the other stories in this universe, or even commission a story set in this world, check out my patreon:
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Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

Asher stood in front of the bathroom mirror, his heart racing with anticipation. He had always loved the smooth, sleek look of shaved legs, and today he was enjoying the bliss for himself.

With a deep breath, he began to carefully shave his legs, the cool razor gliding over his skin, revealing the soft, hairless surface beneath.

Chapter 1: The Unexpected
Encounter

Chapter Three

Chapter Two

Taylor so badly wanted to correct her.