David and Karen made it to the entry door without someone right behind them. As soon as they were inside, Henry used the electronic security lock on the door. People could still get out by pushing on the crash bars, but it would be a minute before he unlocked the door and allowed anyone to get in. He would make sure no one followed David and Karen to their labs.

PROLOGUE

Thursday October 19th 2000

The bell above the door to the salon tinkled as I entered, and a young woman bounded enthusiastically from the rear of the shop to meet me.

“Hi”

“Hello. I, er, have an appointment for nine this morning…”

“Yes. It was me you spoke to on the phone. I’m Lucy, by the way.” She beamed engagingly. “So…you’re here for the works, pretty much…”

“Yeah. Hence the early appointment.” I smiled back.

“Hot date tonight?”

“Sorry?”

She cracked the door and checked the hall and the security cameras. Although the cameras were swinging her way, they reversed rotation and started their sweep towards the other end of the hall. It was all she needed. She slipped out the door as quickly as she had entered, and was on her way back to her lab. Bless Henry, if there were any lingering doubts about him controlling security, they had vanished this evening.

Raven wipes the sweat out of her eyes, as she tightens up the last ball joint. The heat inside the garage was causing her to sweat more than she normally did. The big floor fans Jordan put out in the garage to help cool it down, weren’t doing much.

She finishes the job and slowly lowers the car down. Once it was touching the floor. Raven makes the notes on the repair order and drives the car out to the parking lot to be picked up.

She sighs when she goes back into the building. The waiting area was nice and cold.

This is a single story for Christmas.

DISCLAIMER: These events are not real, just stories

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Each year I spend Christmas with my gram who lives alone a few hours away. With old age setting in, spending Christmas alone was awful for gran. So for the past however many years I've been spending the night at grans.

Just Like Auntie- ep4

DISCLAIMER: these events are not real, just stories

Looking back ep 1 will need a lot of editing.

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I got to the office and tried opening the door. It was locked. I go to look through the office glass but instead find a note saying she had to go home because she was ill and to keep the uniform she gave me. Just my luck.
I was being picked up by my aunt and going back to her house again. So that saved me explaining everything to mum.

DISCLAIMER: These are not real events, these are indeed story's

This is also my first time publishing so have at it and feel let me know how I'm doing.

Ep2/3 is where things get interesting

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This is a true story of how my Mom feminized me as a teenager. She had caught me wearing her pantyhose the summer before seventh grade. I got the surprise of my life the first Sunday of junior high, when she started encouraging me to wear them, and then it was all downhill from there. – Tracy

Leah was having a blast watching me change outfits, which made me enjoy doing it, It never felt like she was making fun of me or something like that, it was more like a bonding brother and sister thing for me, so I kept showing her how all fitted me. We were having a fun time.

“Dani, you really can pull off that androgynous look” Leah said at some point, “I work in fashion and I can tell you that it’s one of the most popular trends right now”.

“Really?” I asked amused.

The next morning, Erica woke up with uncertainty on her mind. She was excited to wear her new clothes, but at the same time had become uncomfortable wearing girls clothing. She decided to wear the clothing closest to her boys clothes. She changed into a new bra and pair of panties, both of which were turquoise. She a pair of skinny jeans, which her ass looked really nice in. She then found a white shirt with the Led Zeppelin logo on it and put it on. Looking in the closet mirror, she found that she could see her bra through the shirt.

This is a true story of how my Mom feminized me as a teenager. She had caught me wearing her pantyhose the summer before seventh grade. I got the surprise of my life the first Sunday of junior high, when she started encouraging me to wear them, and then it was all downhill from there. -- Tracy

This is a true story of how my Mom feminized me as a teenager. She had caught me wearing her pantyhose the summer before seventh grade. I got the surprise of my life the first Sunday of junior high, when she started encouraging me to wear them, and then it was all downhill from there. -- Tracy

Another vignette from my late teens that I had forgotten about, after I came out to Jake……..

I had hoped to post this chapter yesterday but my hip was hurting but the copy, paste, and adding lines between paragraphs takes concentration that when my hip hurts I don't have. These kidnappers have begun to realize in this chapter that they have a buzz saw on their hands. Thanks goes again to Ashleigh for her editing skills which helps me look better and hopefully a more enjoyable read.

Elliot looks at the black one-piece swimsuit hanging from the shower head. He had just gotten back from the beach with his cousins and was jealous. Two of his female cousins had brand new swimsuits that were very cute. He loved how they looked on his cousin and he wishes he had his cousin bodies.

He slips his trunks off and pull his aunt’s swimsuit off the shower neck and tries its own. It was a little loose on him, but he liked how it felt. He showers while wearing it. As he finishes his shower, he doesn’t want to take it off, but he has no choice.

"What have we here?" my mother asked as I stood admiring my legs in the heels my sister had offered to let me try walking in.