Jessie’s And Kate’s Place:
Kate looks at Tessa, David/Daisy, Nagisa, Lucas, and Jessie, as they all sat around the dining room table. Kate had asked all the band members to come by for lunch. She had the lunch catered for them, instead of cooking anything.

She noticed that David was looking more and more like Catherine Bach. She saw that David was wearing Daisy Dukes with a nice top. His face was even made up with proper makeup, as a woman would wear.

The mirror has cracked, and the lines between friends have entirely dissolved. The first pieces of this adventure are coming to the fore. The only real question is what will you do?

Your choices tonight: Which pair do we follow into the dark next chapter?

Chapter 7, Whit, October 27, 1998

Darren Whitlock is following his mother through Wal-Mart with his head down.

“No Mom, I’m not doing Halloween this year, I’m 12 years old now. Besides, I haven't dressed up in years.”

“Come on Darren, it could be fun, you could help hand out candy, and surely someone’s having a costume party,” his Mom said.

“Mom, no, I’m not doing it,” Darren said.

“I don’t understand what’s gotten into you, all you want to do is sit in your room and draw from your silly books. You used to love dressing up.”

Author's Note: There is a plot, it starts to take off in this chapter, but there will still be chapters that focus more on Whit and Lucy's relationship and trauma. Something I haven't made clear that I will need to in future edits is that the story is taking place in a rural town In Illinois called Mud Creek. It's the kind of place that has very powerful gravity. My three main characters, Lucy, Whit, and Grace are all stuck in Mud Creek. Thank you reading and I so appreciate the comments!

Chapter 5 Dead Battery September 11, 2025

Chapter 4 September 10th 2025

Grace pushed the big shopping cart thing and searched for the specific jar of pickles that had been eluding her for far too long. It wasn’t so much that the job of “personal shopper” at Wal-Mart was hard, it was just very dull. It did have it’s advantages, she could leave her earbud in and listen to music, and she didn’t have to talk to people.

She glanced left and two young guys whose t-shirts confessed their love of hunting and cage fighting were coming her way.

The Pink Banana, Henrico County, Va..:
Jessie was wearing a custom-made corset drag dress with a long skirt, crotchless panties, and an LED butt plug in her ass. Instead of her thigh-high leather spike boots she likes performing in, she decided to wear her calf-length leather boots with a four-inch heel. Every time she twirled around, the skirt raised, exposing the LED butt plug in her ass. Not that the audience couldn’t tell she was wearing one. The light from the butt plug lit up the back of her thighs.

“Hey Steph!” The unmistakable Scottish twang of The Angels’ newest member calls to me as I take a glass of complementary champagne from the refreshments table. “I hoped I’d meet you here today!”

“Oh — hey Dina!” I reply with an excited giggle, which is thanks in no small part to the clingy asymmetric black dress the model is wearing. “I LOVE that dress, is it bespoke or a label?”

Chapter 1: The Easel

Darren “Whit” Whitlock punched in his code and walked into the mailroom. As usual he was greeted by the smell of cheap coffee. He rubbed his eyes and made a beeline for the breakroom where took his stained St. Louis Art Museum mug from the shelf and filled it from the ancient stainless steel coffee pot.

What does Christine think of me having my hair curled?

Let's try out this crossdressing

A salon visit prompts a possible adventure

The start of a hair adventure feeding my lifelong interest in slightly femi hair