Chapter 16: First Day of School

The rest of the summer had been a whirlwind of self-discovery for Yuqi. Between exploring the books and scrolls in her mother’s chest, adjusting to her transformed body, and reconnecting with her family, she’d hardly had time to think about the impending school year. But now, as the first day of sophomore year dawned, the nerves that she’d pushed aside all summer hit her like a freight train, leaving her with a lingering sense of self-doubt.

I was a twisted lump of metal caught between the hammer of Abuela’s relentless, immigrant ambitions and the anvil of my parents’ broken dreams. I had no power to outrun my dark memories, nor any way to keep them buried. They were part of me.

Sam and Rick awkwardly got into the ride vehicle, a giant sturgeon with skin marred by peeling paint and bleach stains. The inside of it had been scooped out as if by some hungry giant, the organs and fat replaced by two benches dotted with droplets of water from previous loops.

She opened the refrigerator and pulled out a couple Buds, handing me one without asking. “She sort of blamed me for making you trans. They all did, for a while.”

“Blamed you.” My family is SO fucked up!

 
XXI. Mourning and Mothering

Not being at work first thing on Monday morning felt like a step down a path I did not want to take. Abuela’s path. “You must take care of this,” she’d told me. “Of him.”

Well, screw that.

After getting punished for a fight he didn't start, Taylor's life has taken a turn for the weird. First it was strange dreams then it was a bizarre feeling that something isn't right. Now he's constantly cold and can't figure out why.
But these things are just the beginning of his problems.

James had spent years admiring women's fashion from afar, intrigued by the elegance and expression that seemed exclusive to women. He grew up in a small town where gender norms were strict, but always found moments to secretly explore his fascination, scouring the internet for makeup tips and clothing styles.

Chapter 1 of 3 – Draw

This one's a rough one. Proceed at your own risk.

Maria snuggles against Grace and pulls Hawk’s arm closer to her body. She felt safer sleeping between both women. After everything that was done to her by the human traffickers that brought her up from Brazil. She wanted to feel safe again.

She buries her face against Grace’s back and shivers. She feels Hawk’s naked body press against her back, sandwiching her between the two naked women. She starts to relax and slowly fall back to sleep. She felt warm and safe between the two women that saved her from a life of sexual slavery.