The Friday after Thanksgiving is traditionally a day one avoids shopping centers unless one has a specific deal they wish to take advantage of. Not Faith. Faith loved Black Friday, as it’s known – the hustle, the stampede of shoppers – she loved it.

She dragged me to the mall to buy me more clothes. She was not happy with the style she assumed Shelly inflicted on me. She said, “I can’t accept you as my older sister with the conservative clothes you wear.”

“They aren’t conservative.”

Prince Taylor is just a boy that gets in a lot of trouble. Some say that he is spoiled and some say he has a problem with temper tantrums. His parents are very worried... so worried that they are sending their son to the Victorian Virtue Institute.
This school specializes in an old method of raising boys called petticoat discipline. They help improve a boy's behaviour by expressing their feminine side. In other words, they treat boys like sissies.
How will Prince Taylor deal with this, and since as a royal member he is in the public eye, how will the public react?

Anderson is temporarily filling in as a beauty product influencer... but can he pull off such a feminine side hustle? And what if he ends up thriving?

Anderson’s Aunt Trinity is an up-and-coming beauty influencer — testing out makeup, hair products, and clothing. That is, until an injury takes her out for the entire summer, rendering her unable to pose or post. Fortunately for her, Anderson is fresh out of nursing school and fully equipped to be her caretaker. But as for her blossoming beauty business? She still needs someone to carry on the work. Maybe Anderson can lend her a hand — as long as he’s okay with just a few feminine changes…

This is Chapter 2 of the 249-page, ~62,000-word novel is available for its entirety for Kindle. The first three will be shared here as samples! :)

-Jennifer

Anderson is temporarily filling in as a beauty product influencer... but can he pull off such a feminine side hustle? And what if he ends up thriving?

Anderson’s Aunt Trinity is an up-and-coming beauty influencer — testing out makeup, hair products, and clothing. That is, until an injury takes her out for the entire summer, rendering her unable to pose or post. Fortunately for her, Anderson is fresh out of nursing school and fully equipped to be her caretaker. But as for her blossoming beauty business? She still needs someone to carry on the work. Maybe Anderson can lend her a hand — as long as he’s okay with just a few feminine changes…

This 249-page, ~62,000-word novel is available for its entirety for Kindle. The first few chapters will be shared here as samples. Hope you guys enjoy! It's a fun one :)

-Jennifer

Everyone at the table was talking, while carefully leaving me out of it. I was happy about that and grateful. I'd already embarrassed myself enough by not knowing what to say, saying the wrong thing, having my RTS kick in making me look bustier and curvier, and knowing that the Stirling's knew what had happened earlier in the day. I didn't want to make it worse.

Save the World

Have you ever had that dream and you’re sailing through the air, simply admiring the sky and the wispy stands of the clouds as you pass through them, but then you fall! You flap your arms and kick your feet, but to no avail! You reach terminal velocity and your heart races as the Earth gets closer and closer until you strike something like a car, Then, everything goes black, and you wake up.

“You feel okay, babe?” Matt asked as I walked out of class.

“Sure, why?”

“I just thought that you needed some cheering up, so I bought you a donut. Bavarian cream, your favorite.”

He offered up the pastry with both hands. I saw a bead of sweat fall from his temple.

“Are you alright, Matt?”

“Hi, beautiful!” Matt said as I opened the front door.

“I wore this for you today,” I turned around and curtsied so he could see the cut-off and my skirt. I would have to put on a flannel to cover myself once we got to school, but until then, it was for the boyfriend one could only wish for.

“You’re wearing the necklace I gave you, babe?”

The table was covered in finger foods. Pointing at one that looked like it was peaches in a steaming purple sauce, the dish floated up and came over to me, putting a single piece of fruit on my plate. Using my fork I cut off a small piece, and gave it a taste. As it melted in my mouth, it had an odd flavour of a sweet peach, and a slightly sour taste that worked really well together, keeping both flavours from being too strong.

I ran back into the living room, paced around, ran back to the bathroom, stared at the mirror, closed my eyes, and then opened them again.

Damn, she was still looking at me.

First day of Fall semester 2022
I don’t like when people call our town racist. I mean it’s only natural that we whites call the shots since we are the majority, 51% of the population, with the rest more or less evenly divided between beaners and nig… blacks. I almost forgot that you can’t use the N word unless you’re one. It’s not like we’ve had any cross burnings in years. We even have … blacks on our high school football and basketball teams. You know, they’re like genetically predisposed for that. Not any beaners though, they are pathetically useless both in sports and academically. Excepting Pablo of course. With a pitcher like that they couldn’t keep him off the team. Not that the baseball team is of any importance anyway. The few chinks, like Sissy, are terrible gunners and of no consequence socially. Sissy is not really her real name but who can pronounce that?

The five of us met in the middle of hallway on the first floor. Matt learned he had a new superpower: he could make time stop for three minutes.
“That was awesome, Tony.”
“I just wish I could have seen the look on Barry’s face,”
“So, is the robot like a ‘Transformer” parked outside?” Riley asked.
“It’s in me, like Ultraman, and I can shrink it down or mega size it.”

Cheerleaders Rule!

** Sorry about the absence. I was renovating, got injured and couldn't take the time to rest and recover. Writing was difficult.
Everything should be back on schedule now.

“I look like an idiot,” I said to my reflection and the empty room.

 
Do not complain

I decided not to complain too much because I was already complaining about the food. I didn't want to seem like a spoiled child.

We broke away to go to each of our classes, with Riley following me to the gym.

“She is good-looking,” Riley said as he looked back to the library doors.

“Yeah, I think she’s cute.”

“She’s a little scary.”

I nodded as we went into the locker room.

Something to Believe In

We stepped out of class together, just chatting about how life was at Liberty High School and with Katie commenting on how friendly everyone had been so far and how there was this nice guy who was telling some interesting comedy.

“Ah, you’ve met Matt.”

“Is he a friend of yours?”

“Yes,” I decided to forget to mention that he wanted to get into her pants.