Chapter 9

Next morning, we were both awake early and I was resting my head on Randalls’ shoulder. It was quiet in the hotel, just the sound of the air movement from the conditioning. He squeezed me.

“I guess that we should remember these moments before the storm. You realise that today is the first day of the rest of your life. Up until now, you’ve been a good presenter and reporter, with some stand-out stories. Today, you’re a multiple Walkley winner, with one of them a gold. That’s something that others have taken decades to earn.”

I wake before the alarm. The room is grey. I lie there taking stock - the burn is still there, but noticeably less. The itch is mostly gone. But there's something in the boxer briefs again, the same thick dampness against the labia as when I woke in the night.

I get up carefully, not waking Emily.

I pull open the waistband and check the boxer briefs in the bathroom. A white discharge in the crotch - different from last night, no sour smell, something milder. I drop the underwear to the floor and turn on the shower.

Chapter 12: Seeds of Truth

"High Heels and Hot Tips" is a sequel to my Kindle novel "The Big Switch: The Dame Curse." In it, the tg detective, D.C. Callahan, in the body of his secretary Sheila Coffin, has to bodyguard for a stripper who the mob is hunting as a witness. Sheila goes undercover as a cocktail waitress in a posh strip club called "The Velvet Room." The danger is everywhere, but at least the girls are worth looking at.

I saw the contest announcement and thought this would be just right for it. It isn't a holiday but it is transgender and it is set on an island.

This is a version of the first chapter of a story I began long ago in the Carboniferous when I was just a frond. The story was intended to be perhaps 6-8 chapters but, you know, life happened. Here's how it all began.

Life on the Beach

by Penny Lane

I couldn’t have been more embarrassed when Mum came into my room that afternoon. I was on fours on my bed dressed in a bra, suspender belt and stockings and nothing else. Behind me was my best friend Peter, wearing nothing at all. A part of his body that could vary in size at maximum extension.

The Lucky One: Luck Be a Lady Chapter 3

The Beginning Of Nicole

By IAmHerEmma

Authors Note:

This story has been a long time coming.

Chapter 8

I had taken a taxi to the airport when I had left, and had called Randall from Sydney, so wasn’t surprised when he was waiting for me when I strolled into the terminal. He came over with a smile on his face and kissed me.

“Nice outfit, makes your eyes pop.”

“Take a deep breath, love. I’ve had this on since Darwin.”

“Ribboned and named, I see.”

“Yep, mine to keep as a reminder.”

“Did you do anything interesting this time?”

Gender Gymnastics
A Vignette
By Maryanne Peters

Part Eleven

Identifying the person behind the attacks on Aaron/Malak was one thing. Finding Molly Ironwood Sutter was proving to be very difficult. After the death of her husband several years before, mentions of her suddenly became sparse, for many years. More than once Aaron thought she might have even died, herself. However, each time he found later clues that she was still around.

Rainbow Cactus Company, Virginia Beach, VA, USA
Jessie belts out some of their new songs as Daisy kept the beat going and have it flow right into the next song in their lineup. Two figures sit in the back of the club listening to the band play and watching as each member danced and play solo parts during the songs. The manager of the club, stood nearby with a few drag queens working that night.

Bennet asks if they can start doing the Tai Chi again, which naturally provokes questions. Ursula examines Larna's injured ankle before following Hanida down to the lower floor to assess how much the water level had risen.

The Voyage of the Visund

A tale of Anmar by Penny Lane

108 - Talk and Exercise

Part 41

He definitely wasn’t ready.

As soon as the silicone toy passed through his lips, Chris got a true sense of how big it was. Turns out, the width was arguably more daunting than the width. There was a reason Julia had told him to open wider, as evidenced by how much space the dildo took up, depressing his tongue and making it so breathing through his nose was really the only option.