She went to her room and came back with one of her sports bras, and I tried it on. It was definitely a lot tighter than the one I’d borrowed from the lost and found, but I thought I could live with it for an hour at a time until I got something that fit me.

Ms. Novacek gave me a sympathetic glance when Mom ignored what I’d said about my name and pronouns.

Pferde waren schon immer meine große Leidenschaft, obwohl es für Jungs wohl eher ungewöhnlich ist.

Bei Pferden denkt man doch eher an Mädchen, die sich liebevoll um die Tiere kümmern und ihre Freizeit mit ihnen verbringen.

So war es jedenfalls auch bei mir, dass ich jede freie Minute auf dem nahe gelegenen Reiterhof meine Freizeit verbrachte.

Ich hatte das Gefühl, die Pferde könnten mich verstehen und würden spüren, wie es mir geht.

Warriors way chapter 6...Showgirl!

So what will happen now, the story goes on!

New story in the growing Hekawi universe!
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Meagan's Tail

Nuuan's
“Necessity is the Mother of Invention” and “Déjà vu”

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The Greatest Liar, Trans Erotica With A Purpose
© Alexandra Rios 2019, all rights reserved
Disclaimer

Since the prospect of getting my new body had come closer, my intermittent dysphoria had gotten worse.

It was early September — far enough into the school year that the teachers weren’t holding back on the homework, early enough that we still had some pretty nice weather. Which I was missing out on because I was sitting in my room doing homework, that Saturday morning when the world changed and only a few scattered people noticed.

It has been a year since Karina changed her race.
Slowly a new normal has established itself.
But the idyllic life won't last long as a promise by her soon requires another from Karina.
That of the matron.

Karina and her newly created race finally reach their new home.
Sadly, it is not much to look at.
It will be to her and her sisters to change it.
Thankfully, they are introduced to two new roles that will help them.

Armas, now renamed to Karina, is on her to her new home.
But before she can fight the boredom that is a two-week-long journey by sea,
she first has to say goodbye to her current country by a last tour of the port town taverns.

Chapter Four - End Game

The final episode in this Tranny on the run adventure; Steve eventually catches up with Rachel, our intrepid undercover angel, what will happen to her? Will he hand her over to Tony Leonardo, the master criminal, or will he keep her for himself?

We spent three months on Tython training. I trained along with Kira on everything that Revan could teach us. Revan spent half this time teaching others as well and was speaking with the council on a daily basis. As much as I wanted to see how he got along with Satele, they managed to keep that part of their relationship secret. The Jedi Temple on Tython is one of eight different temples. Master Satele was shocked that we had found them so fast. I knew they existed and Revan knew how to find them.

 
Introduction: This story is the third, the penultimate, in a series within a series. The overall series is the “Cynthia Chronicles”. This story is directly connected to “Simoné and the Second Time Around” and “Marti and the Doppelganger”. The latter left many unanswered questions. Some of those will be answered, some probably not. There are many references to previous stories in the series. If you are confused by some of them, just put it off to my senility. The Cynthia Chronicles takes place in a universe very similar to ours. Unfortunately, it might be too similar.

For any who read “Myrna and the Genetic Disaster”, this is the same story, only with the political rantings and scientific explanations removed. There may also have been a few edits and additions.

This is the seventh part of ten or maybe eleven.

Rhonda and her mother talk about the Raccoons. Penny takes the next step to womanhood. Things go very well. This chapter is considerably longer than those previous.

So life quickly snapped back to its routines after our weekend adventure and easing back to ritual on the Monday local holiday. Tina returned to classes, Zoe returned to hermiting in her room and I got back to my two jobs and dual life...... Until Tina accosted me on my way out to work in the middle of the week.

“So.... in the car on the drive to my folks, you mentioned your friends and said I really had to meet them....”

I stopped dead in my tracks, recalling the moment of unguarded honesty. I just stared at her like a deer in headlights.

As much as I adored meeting the Claypooles and staying at their charming B&B, as well as the refuge of Tina's room after my vaguely remembered but utterly mortifying 'girls night out' with her friends, it was heaven to return to the comfort of my own bed.

The bliss was short-lived as I quickly returned to the crushing routine of Tom's workday. I struggled through the first day back and slowly settled into my groove ….or was it a rut?....