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Twelve Days of Christmas

Imagine if you will the snug bar of a country pub. A bored but dutiful landlord and a solitary customer. A customer with a problem ....

We often ask of the world, ‘What has life given me?’ This is my answer. It isn’t especially poetic and it isn’t particularly dramatic. It’s just life. My life.

Who doesn't want to believe in magic, even if we may at times resist the idea that genie or an amulet could grant us our desires. Perhaps there is a chance of change in even the most certain of things -- like an equation?

A little racy for middle class tastes?

by Vickie Tern

Ozma's Story

Giving...

By Angharad

Brown Eyes

The Avanti Salon

This is a sharp turn from my other stories. It is much more explicit and contains blackmail and forced feminization. If this is something that you do not like then please find another story to read.

The Avanti Salon

 
Sometimes friends can surprise you... all it takes is a little trust.

Note: This is a pseudo-sequel to my short story "The Con." While it isn't necessary to read the first story to understand this one, I would like to recommend that you do.

This is a story that I wrote for the BCTS Halloween 2009 TG Terror contest. I didn't finish it in time, but I still wanted to put it up for people to read.

WARNING: This story was written in the gothic style: Edgar Allan Poe, H.P. Lovecraft, Bram Stoker, etc. The language is unwieldy and antiquated on purpose -- if this turns you off on reading it, please still give it a chance, though I should also remind you that the chosen subject matter fits right along with the style, so be prepared.

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The Corpse of Shelley Poe

By Melanie Ezell
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by Kitten

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It’s been some time since I looked back on my past. One look and it and you’re probably thinking I was crazy for following this path. But I’m proud of it. And I didn’t travel it alone. Someone was by my side and guided my path to this spot.

This story is not intended to cast aspersions on peace loving, gentle transvestites who
desire little more than acceptance and some new shoes.

This is a nasty, misogynistic story. Fiction of unremitting cruelty and horror.
Avoid it if you are sensitive or under eighteen.

Synopsis He had been searching for a victim. He wanted a wife, a sex slave.
Yes, he sought a victim who might become a wife and love him.
Categories Bondage Submission
Keywords High Heels Appliances Machines Piercing Ballet heels

Captured -- End
By Janet Baker

This story is not intended to cast aspersions on peace loving, gentle transvestites who
desire little more than acceptance and some new shoes.

This is a nasty, misogynistic story. Fiction of unremitting cruelty and horror.
Avoid it if you are sensitive or under eighteen.

Synopsis He had been searching for a victim. He wanted a wife, a sex slave.
Yes, he sought a victim who might become a wife and love him.
Categories Bondage Submission
Keywords High Heels Appliances Machines Piercing Ballet heels

Captured -- Two
By Janet Baker

Sunday

My wife looked at me and said, " Terri, part of beating your disease is the development of your femininity. Part of femininity is dating men. You must experience this part of your new life. Enjoy your new feelings for Steve. I know you have feelings for him and it's OK with me for you to express your femininity with men. Please accept Steve as just another aspect of how we will beat your disease. He understands your needs and is willing to help you."

by Monalisa
In the dark of the night, surrounded by the silence of his empty house, he began the preparations to end his sixteen years of suffering. He had chosen to carry out his plans on Halloween night. His mother was away on business until the next day, his sister was out all night with her friends, and Halloween made it possible to implement a critical component of his plans.