I knew from an early age that I was different. I knew I wasn't what they said I was. I also learned early not to argue with them and that I should pretend to be what they wanted. I'm Avery, 22 years old, and assigned male at birth. I had a penis, so that meant I had to be male, but I never felt like a male. I had a sister Kerry, and I was always jealous of h...
George Harrington looked over at his youngest daughter, she was diligently organizing his upcoming calendar for this trip and whilst not ignoring him, her concentration on getting all the details perfect left her unaware of his proud gaze. ***** For the millionth time, he felt very lucky that she was here and accepting him, he remembered all too well his r...
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Monday I didn't have to get up for work the next day. I'd secured a good job through my industrial placement last year, and would start working in Leeds City centre the following Monday. I had the rest of the week to myself and was glad about it; it gave me time to get my head together and to chill out and relax. I had a lie in and it was 10.30 by the time...
Authors note:- This is my third story in the Becca series. Please read 'Poor Becca' followed by 'Becca Xxx' before reading this or you may not understand the plot or characters. Becca XXX. The Eden Project. Ch 01. I hadn't been to the facility for some time and it felt weird to be going back to where it all began. I was meeting Lexa who was going to brief...
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Varun had been gone for 3 days now and I was back to the same old routine. I would go for a jog albeit a little late than usual. I was trying to avoid Jacques after a series of incidences between us. The memories of the stormy evening and the dinner were still fresh. Once home, I would get back to doing my chores and other work and in the mean time I wou...
Hello Readers, This is my second work and I'm posting it under APRIL FOOLS STORY CONTEST 2017. I came to know a little late about this contest. That's why I might not have done justice to the story, but still I've tried my best to write a story that you will like. Also, this month being a festival month, has kept me busy. I had to ask my friend, who was con...
I awoke to a small pain in my left arm. I looked up groggily and realized that I had been hit with a full water bottle. Liz was peering over the bed at me and then spoke. "Slave, get up and get me a roll of toilet paper, a large jug and a plastic grocery bag. The jug and grocery bag will be in the kitchen somewhere. You have three minutes, you better not be...