Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies: These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
Some of my prior comics accidentally repeated pictures. Please check them out again as I believe I've fixed them all now.

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
Some of my prior comics accidentally repeated pictures. Please check them out again as I believe I've fixed them all now.

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
Some of my prior comics accidentally repeated pictures. Please check them out again as I believe I've fixed them all now.

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic.

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic \

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic; but AI and Face Swapping does make me look much younger.

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic; but AI and Face Swapping does make me look much younger

Matty Caff AI Comic Fantasies:
These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic; but AI and Face Swapping does make me look much younger

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These are independent stand alone AI and Face Swap created comics of fantasy and some personal experience. I use my face in every comic; but AI and Face Swapping does make me look much younger.

Over the next two weeks, Jennifer found herself watching James with a new, quiet intensity. It started from a place of care, a desire to monitor him after his breakdown, to take his emotional temperature and ensure he wasn’t spiralling again. But the more she watched, the more she noticed what they had both seen in the mirror that night.

The morning light filtered through the blinds, striping the empty half of the bed beside him. James groaned, reaching a hand out to the cool sheets where Jennifer should have been. Her flight to Singapore had left yesterday afternoon, and the silence in the apartment was a low hum he couldn’t quite ignore.

A text from her, sent from some airport lounge, glowed on his phone screen: Thinking of you. Go show Dr. Mercer your excellent progress! Xo.

He smiled, a little sadly. Excellent progress. Right.

James fidgeted in the examination room, the lace-edged bralette suddenly feeling far more noticeable under his t-shirt than it ever had at home. When Dr. Mercer knocked and entered, James instinctively crossed his arms over his chest, then immediately felt ridiculous.

The doctor, to his credit, didn’t bat an eye. "How’s the tenderness?" he asked, flipping open James’ chart.

"Better, honestly. The uh," James gestured vaguely at his chest, "support helps. A lot."

Dr. Mercer nodded approvingly. "Good. Let’s take a look."

Dr. Elias Mercer’s office smelled like lavender and antiseptic, a combination that somehow made the framed diagrams of mammary glands on the wall feel less intimidating. The silver-haired endocrinologist leaned forward in his chair, steepling his fingers as he studied James and Jennifer with warm, crinkled eyes.

“Let me start by saying,” Dr. Mercer began, “in fifteen years of helping transgender women lactate, I’ve never had a cisgender man walk into my office with this level of commitment. It’s… refreshing.”

Bull
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

People would say that you cannot ever meet two friend more different than me and PJ Leitch. But the fact is that we grew up in the country on neighboring farms, and a bike pathe beside the road between them. We had a hand in making that path, and also our special track down to the Lohanokie River in front and other up into the Campbell Mountains behind. We loved the outdoors in those days. Hell, I still do.

Parents-to-be, James and Jennifer give serious consideration to an unorthodox parenting arrangement

Tango
A Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

Jason stole a glance at the ornate clock perched on the nightstand, its hands ticking steadily away the moments. Vanessa would be gone for at least three hours—ample time to indulge in what he had been yearning for. The house enveloped him in a tranquil hush, the silence wrapping around him like a luxurious cocoon. His heart raced with a blend of excitement and nervousness as he stepped softly across the plush carpet, making his way toward the sanctuary of their bedroom closet.