Princess of the Duelist Kingdom
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman

-5-
Cracker Barrel 

Emily The Ducking Booth Mermaid
A “How I Spent My Summer Vacation: I Became a Girl!” Gaiden
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman
Book One of Emily's Prom Story Arc
-2-
Does a Demon really haunt the Dram Club Classroom?

“Natalia… Natalia”, I barely registered the voice. “Oi, Natalia!” Calvin almost shouted, it took a moment before I realised he was talking to me, while I'd often thought of myself as Natalia, I clearly was not yet fully used to others referring to me with the name.

“You only have like 4 hours before mum and dad get home, Laura will be over later, you should probably get up.”

Emily The Dunking Booth Mermaid
A “How I Spent My Summer Vacation: I became a Girl!” Gaiden
by
Rebecca Anna Coleman
Book One of Emily's Prom Story Arc

-1-
Prom Committee

Princess of the Duelist Kingdom
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman

-4-
A Penny for your Thoughts?

Mom and I both settled into our seats and soon we were stuffing our mouths with crispy, fried chicken tenders, and golden, crinkle cut french fries that were golden on the outside and nice, and fluffy on the inside. Halfway through our meal, mom decided to break the silence.

“A Penny for your thoughts?” Mom said as she stuffed three french fries into her mouth.

Emily and the Phantom Nurse
A “How I Spent My Summer Vacation: I became a Girl!” Gaiden
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman

-1-
Our Lady of The Manchester River

Princess of the Duelist Kingdom
by
Rebecca Anna Coleman

-2-
Shake her Hand

“That is more than enough.” The voice called out. The voice belonged to a young woman, who judging by her height, and her fashion choice was at least four years older than me. She was dressed in a cream colored top, and a black, pleated leather skirt, leather boots completed the outfit. Her violet colored hair reached down to her shoulders.

“Shake her hand, you both fought a good duel.” She commanded.

Emily Easter Sunday
A “How I Spent My Summer Vacation: I Became a Girl” Gaiden
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman

-5-
Wrapping Up.

Following the consequences of allowing himself to be drawn further and further from manhood, Pat now found himself forced to face the family members who had always questioned who wore the pants in the relationship--though they had never suspected the truth of his current wardrobe.
You'll notice this part strays even further from the original story than the first, though it still follows the same conclusion.

A remake of the classic story written by The Suejrz nearly 20 years ago. More than simply reviving the original title, this piece was written with the intention of diving deeper into the characters, situations, and the evolution of a husband who never expected how much a harmless bet would end up costing him.
This first part covers events up to the double date with Tom and Mike.

The scent was strong, acrid, maybe even a little sweet but unmistakably chemical, it was difficult to pin down any of the separate notes of the scent.

“Keep your fingers straight.” she instructed.

“Uh, sorry…” is all I managed, having suddenly been pulled out of my amateur scent analysis of the nail polish fumes.

“I know you've done this before, surely you know to keep your fingers straight, is something bothering you Jacob?” Laura enquired.

Emily's Easter Sunday
A “How I Spent My Summer Vacation: I Became a Girl” Gaiden
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman

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Easter Morning Breakfast

I took a deep breath as I walked into the kitchen. According to the calendar that was pinned to the wall in the hallway, today was 'Easter Sunday' not that it meant anything to me. I don't really consider myself a 'Christian'. True, I'm enrolled in a semi-private Roman Catholic Academy, but that was Aunt Flora's decision not mine. Plus she often boasted that she had the headmaster under her thumb.

This is the first of a multipart story set in my DominaTech universe. If you want to read the others, or any of the trove of stories and caps I’ve created, you can find them here:

https://www.patreon.com/c/SissyGirlSammi

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The Manchester Early Summer Carnival
A “How I Spent My Summer Vacation: I became a Girl” Gaiden
By
Rebecca Coleman

-3-
Emily tries to use the move “Flirt”... Is it Super Effective!?

Jesus Calls O'er The Tumult
By
Recca Anna Coleman
A Daisy Isabella Potter Special
Chapter Two of Thee

The traditional attire for young women, often ages twelve to eighteen who are to be confirmed into the Episcopal Church is a pearl white, floor length gown with long sleeves and white gloves. Their hair is often worn down, and a matching white bridal veil is placed on their forehead. Make-up if allowed is the bare minimum.

Chronicles Of Ashley Elizabeth Fisherman
By
Rebecca Anna Coleman

-7-
When one door closes, another opens.

Slowly I opened my eyes. My body did not feel as hot, and I was no longer seeing pastel unicorns floating around my head, also those pastel colored unicorns were no longer being preyed upon by the neon glowing dinosaurs. The room though was full of shadows, lots of shadows.

Being Samantha Masters

an homage-sequel to Being Christina Chase

The Immune System of Patriarchy

Finley was waiting outside the building when Sammy arrived for Biology.  They pushed themself off the wall to amble over to him.  Sammy couldn’t help but smile, and lifted his chin just slightly, hoping for a kiss.

Chronicles of Ashley Elizabeth Fisherman
Northern Flags in Southwinds Flutter
-6-
Welcome to the ER

I have never ridden in the back of an ambulance before. But I guess that was something I could finally cross off my bucket list. I mean I'd already checked off 'Coming out of the Egg' today by spouting to a bunch of random people I was transgender. And the worst that happened was that they gave me a total blank stare. Like I'd spouted a second hand and I started saying the Lord's Prayer backwards in Latin. 

Chronicles of Ashley Elizabeth Fisherman
Northern Flags in Southwinds Flutter
-5-
Could today be my last day on Earth? 
My body felt like it was on fire. As I lay flat on my back, I saw neon colored dinosaurs floating around my head. The air inside the tent was hot and humid. I was glad to be rid of my heavy, woolen, uniform with its big brass buttons. And that heavy musket.