During Westridge Academy's championship football game, an unexpected moment forces Logan to confront a terrifying new facet of his transformation. As the line between his engineered persona and authentic self continues to blur, Logan faces his most profound identity crisis yet--one that quickly spirals beyond his private struggle.

The rest of the day I was in mild shock. I robotically carried out my duties in my maid's uniform. Sir told me to have an early night. He told me that I should remove all of my hair before going to bed. He reminded me that, as I was now Sarah, I should sleep in her room and use her clothes. I just said "Yes Sir".

I found several tubes of Veet and a pack of pink lady razors and got to work. I had always wondered what it would feel like to be hairless when I wore my wife's clothes. The material was so soft, but you don't feel it with a coating of hair.

As Logan adapts to his new role as a cheerleading flyer, he must navigate a world that suddenly feels vastly more imposing from his altered perspective. Intensive training for his featured position at homecoming forces him to confront new vulnerabilities as hallways become obstacle courses and once-manageable social interactions take on heightened complexity. Dr. Gupta's clinical oversight pushes his immersion into the Elle identity to new depths, leaving him increasingly trapped in a performance that's becoming disturbingly second nature.

As Logan adapts to his new role as a cheerleading flyer, he must navigate a world that suddenly feels vastly more imposing from his altered perspective. Intensive training for his featured position at homecoming forces him to confront new vulnerabilities as hallways become obstacle courses and once-manageable social interactions take on heightened complexity. Dr. Gupta's clinical oversight pushes his immersion into the Elle identity to new depths, leaving him increasingly trapped in a performance that's becoming disturbingly second nature.

Dorm life begins at Westridge Academy, where anonymity for Logan proves impossible and unwanted attention becomes unavoidable. After a critical confrontation leads to consequences that alter his path, he realizes his strategy for survival must change. Amid the watchful eyes of his new roommate and fellow students, Logan makes a pivotal decision about how to navigate his increasingly complex circumstances.

As Logan's transformation into "Elle" continues, a complete beauty makeover at an elite salon pushes his physical metamorphosis to startling new levels. Beyond his dramatically altered appearance, Logan discovers disturbing evidence that his behaviors and emotional responses are being systematically altered, blurring the lines between his authentic self and his manufactured feminine identity.

This part has sex scenes

On the way down to Sir’s office, I slipped into my room and quickly took out the bottom drawer of the dresser and threw the few possessions I had in the space. I put the drawer back and carefully made my way downstairs. The shoes felt strange. The heels were only two inches, but I wasn’t used to them.

When star wide receiver Logan Turner suffers a devastating back injury that ends his football career and costs him his scholarship, desperation leads him to a mysterious facility promising athletic "repurposing" and a second chance. Under the care of the enigmatic Dr. Gupta, Logan begins a process he doesn't fully understand. As strange occurrences mount at the facility, he faces a transformation far more profound than he ever anticipated--unaware that the path ahead is nothing like he could have imagined.

Before I go home I’ll just check the announcement board. Our principal is a traditionalist so everything important is announced on the announcement board. This time I want to confirm that I’m on the list for the school’s womanless beauty contest.

My name is there all right. Peter Dupont in big letters. The problem is the big black line through it and the additional comment “Disqualified”. How can they do that! I’ll have to talk to the Principal!

This is a paraquel to “Pawn …” as told by Dawn (Bill). (Since it isn’t prequel or a sequel it must be a paraquel)

At the beginning of my sophomore year I finally was ready to act. Perphaps not really ready but I had to do it this year. I had carefully researched the possibilities. This was the year to come out. Next year the conditions would be much worse.

This story was inspired by Emma Anne Tate’s story Gullible Travails posted in February. At the time I mentioned that I could twist it and mangle it ,,,, (I also might have mentioned stomping but that was silly).

Book 2 in this series, and one of two direct sequels in the whole thing. Whether Jimmy wanted to or not, Peggy has made a new friend. I mean, how much trouble can girls really get into? Sounds like the newest Baker sister is about to find out.

A remaster of an old story I wrote as Shawna Stimple.

Sam and Rick awkwardly got into the ride vehicle, a giant sturgeon with skin marred by peeling paint and bleach stains. The inside of it had been scooped out as if by some hungry giant, the organs and fat replaced by two benches dotted with droplets of water from previous loops.

I could feel my stomach flip-flop. “No! Jacob, Why Me? Why does it have to be me?” I ask knowing that I would be disappointed in his answer. His plans always end up with the same result. He gets the girl and I get something broken. I’ve known the guy for 10 years. I was six when he and his family moved in next door. We both started out as average kids. He grew up handsome. I just grew… Kind-of.

Sam extracts herself from the group of men she went to bed with last night. Her anal opening was hurting and there was cum dripping out of it. She couldn’t believe she allowed three men to uses her like she did. Not that she regrets what she did last night. She enjoyed every moment of it.

She gathers her clothes up and gets dressed as quietly as she could. She looks at the time and notices she had an hour to get home and get ready for work. She calls an Uber and have it meet her outside. She takes all the money she made last night and stuff it in her bra.

Ich hatte schon immer eine Leidenschaft für Hunde, habe bisher aber nie selbst einen gehabt.

Wenn es nach mir ginge, dann würde ich mir einen Golden Retriever zulegen, um ihm dann ein gutes Herrchen zu sein.

Doch leider spielt meine Freundin da nicht mit.

Zwar mag auch sie Hunde und findet auch den Rüden unseres Kumpels toll, ebenfalls ein Golden Retriever, aber für sie selbst kam bisher nie ein eigener Hund infrage.

Part 28

The good news was, Julia stopped taunting Chris about his ‘interest’ in guys. However, the reason she let up was because her focus shifted towards the nearby strap-on she had just mentioned. She told Chris to stay bent over as she got ready, and also made a point to never stray too far from him. Every few seconds, she would pause to give his ass a squeeze, reach around for a stroke or two in order to keep him hard, and eventually slipped her lubed up fingers between his cheeks.

It was 3:00 AM, and the Thief…opened the large, ornate door. That was it. He couldn’t believe it. If his trusted Agent of so many years hadn’t been the one to tell him, he wouldn’t have. They had met earlier that day, in the busy food court of the local mall, the smell of bad Chinese food heavy in the air, stale, tinny pop music playing from some hidden speaker above their heads.

Part 27

When Chris hesitated, Julia started by echoing the phrase he had repeated for her. “You have a fuckable ass, girl,” she said. As she spoke, she continued working the sweet spot she had found. “And you’ve been talking about your obsession with hard cocks all afternoon.”

Akari's frustration had been building for days, a relentless storm in her heart that she could no longer contain. As she sat alone in her dorm room, the weight of everything—the rumors, the fear, the isolation—crashed down on her. She slammed her fist against the desk, her breath quickening with anger, her eyes brimming with tears of helplessness.

When Akari returned to Gale Haven Academy, the atmosphere had shifted. Word of the king’s summons had spread quickly, and the students and faculty alike were abuzz with speculation. Her walk through the academy halls was met with hushed whispers and furtive glances, and the once familiar surroundings now felt tense and uncertain.

After the intense confrontation with Seraphina, Akari was acutely aware of the need to elevate her training. Despite her ability to maintain control during the duel, she understood that she must be fully prepared if Seraphina were to push her even harder in the future. This realization fueled her as she returned to her early morning sessions with Instructor Kael, her determination unwavering as she strived to master the delicate balance between power and control.