Easy As Falling Off A Hospital Bed.
by Bonzi
part: 373

I sat in the chair trying not to move too much, the bruising I'd received from falling off the bed was now becoming painful, and even breathing was hurting. I think I'd probably bashed some ribs a little too hard. If by non-disclosure, I was going to get out of the hospital, I would keep my suffering to myself.

Rikki sat at another short table in the nicely furnished quarters the Battle axe had provided for him. Most of the furniture was sized for dwarves, but fortunately the dwarves replaced the bed with one that he could sleep in without his legs hanging over the end.

“Thank you Battle-axe, for joining us.” Rikki nodded to the dwarf. “We have a few internal matters do address then we’d love to make plans for some fighter practice tomorrow.”

“Aye, we look forward to it as well, Captain.” The Battle-axe nodded.

Kate Draffen (Chapters 10-17)

By Swishy
Michael Taylor was a 17-year-old boy living in a town in Australia. Something happened and he found himself on a path to becoming a 17-year-old girl. This is a story about an ordinary teenager that had something extraordinary happen to him and how he tried to cope.

These are the next 8 chapters of Gemma's story.

"So did you just walk in there and say, 'How do you do this?' You couldn't 'av!!"

Letters from Sky

By Jan S

Part 6

I looked down at myself with disgust. I was wearing what went for a uniform; short black leather skirt, fishnet tights and red high heels...

The Hostess, The Octopus and The Doctor

By Susan Brown

Marvin's mother worried about him. He seemed to have no friends, no interests, no ambitions.

But unbeknownst to her there was one thing he liked. That he really liked.
That he really, really, really liked...

She-male porn.

Ace911
by Laika Pupkino

The Guardian of Sharon’s Rose

Prelude, Chapters 1 & 2

by shalimar

What better way to have a summer romance than to use the most common historical place and time used by romance novelists, London, during the Regency period. In this case November 1814 to after Waterloo.

Prelude:

September 1,1066

“Thou art the ‘Guardian of the Rose?’”

Easy As Falling For A Quack
by Angharad
part:370

Stella came back about half an hour later, she was so smug, I was tempted to annoy her. I resisted the temptation.

"You still awake?" she said returning to my cubicle.

"Looks like," my words part echoing through the vents in the steamed up oxygen mask. "You look full of yourself, so I assume he asked you out."

"My life isn't so much back to normal after all, because even though everybody knows, and everybody knows everybody knows, I still wound up doing something totally weird this morning."

Letters from Sky

By Jan S

Part 5

Easy As Falling Off, Like.
by Angharad
part: 369

It seemed that apart from recuperation, my purpose in being in hospital was to set up a dating agency. This wasn't just because of Neal and Trish, but someone else who should be a little better known to you.

Easy As Calling For A Mate.
by Angharad
part:368

The next several days were spent partly sleeping, having the odd test and pill or receiving visitors. Apart from Simon, Stella and Tom, I had one or two from uni come in to say hello, including Pippa and Neal, the latter bringing me in a framed photo of Spike for me to keep on my locker.

Alicia’s New Life
By Christine

Chapter 8: alicia goes shopping

"...and mostly we ignored the movie, and Lisa whispered jokes about Zack, and I denied them, and she told me about two boys that she likes: a cute one and a nice one, and I said go for nice -- unless he's totally gross. (Right answer for a girl?)"

Letters from Sky

By Jan S

Part 3

Easy As Breathing On a Ventilator.
by Angharad.
part:367

I felt like I was floating in treacle. Sometimes the light would be there and sometimes it was dark. I wondered if the darkness finally had got me. Something in my brain kept telling me, ‘it wasn’t over,’ then I’d float some more.

For a Very Special Girl on her birthday–I hope you’re having a wonderful day, poppet

At Aunt Greta’s–
Farah, Bryony & The B.B.C.
by Gabi
Chapter 15 of a Continuing Saga…

We waved them goodbye as Mrs Rose drove off and then returned to the house where Farah and I went back up to my room. Everything had been left neat and tidy.

‘I hope everything goes okay for Bryony at the doctor’s,’ I said. ‘It’s not going to be easy for her having to pretend to be a boy at school and only being a girl at home and the weekends.’