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Sam and Del -9- I'm NOT Samantha, but...

I was actually getting used to being called Samantha. Which was cringe-inducing weirdness, but everyone had been doing it for hours.

Mom turned to me. "We've let you stay dressed as a boy all evening," she noted, "but now it's time for bed. And you have to braid your hair, of course." She looked at me appraisingly and added. "Confidentially, if I had hair like yours, I wouldn't let anyone cut it either."

Mom laid out some clothes for me on the bed, nightclothes. A pac...

Cover Preview - A Plague of Monsters

Amos knew that the new pandemic either killed you or turned you into a dangerous creature. But what kind of monster looks like a teenage blonde in a wedding dress?

What do you guys think? Anyone want to see me write this one?

Stolen! -6- Mascara

Bonnie did some makeup on my face, after putting jewelry on me. “Just a little mascara, blush and lipgloss,” she explained, working quickly. But she paused, staring at me with the mascara thing in her hand. “Are you wearing contacts?” she asked.

“Um, yes?” I admitted.

She went back to applying make-up. “What kind?”

“Extended wear,” I said. “I change them every two weeks.”

“Prescription or cosmetic?” she asked.

“Prescript...

Special FX -009- Bargain

Jack directed me on what to measure and how. Waist, hips, bust and chest were the important ones, I suppose, for women’s clothes. I managed to get a close estimate of my height using a pencil mark for the top of my head against the wardrobe.

Five-foot-eight in my sneakers was three inches shorter than I had been, but I’d gone from about average for a guy to tall for a girl. The other measurements were more embarrassing. No wonder I attracted attention with a 37.5-24-38 ...

Butterscotch -22- Testing

The other questionnaire turned out to be an abbreviated personality inventory test like some I had seen before. A lot of colleges have them as part of the application process. Sixty-four questions on this one but I still finished before we got called for our appointment, by which time Mom was kibitzing over my shoulder.

One question was, “I am a self-starter,” and I had marked that one, ‘Agree’ and Mom snorted.

“What?” I asked, a little annoyed.

“Y...

Sam and Del -8- Why did it have to be possums?

The four of us worked the rest of the evening, moving things from Hannah's room to mine and from mine to storage. Not just dresses but makeup, jewelry, and even intimate items. Hannah had two packages of panties she had never opened, and now she was too big for them—plus Mom, having planned this had bought stuff.

Including bras.

"I don't need a bra!" I protested, sure that my face was red enough for a stoplight. 

"So your clothes will fit right," Mom said...

The Blonde - Cover Preview

You've all seen her. Sometimes out of the corner of your eye. The blonde girl who's something special, almost beautiful, seemingly lost in a world you can't see. The girl who isn't there at all when you look directly at the mirror.

Hired Girl Cover Candidate Preview

New cover for Hired Girl, due to be released in a DopplerPress edition soon. :)

Stolen! -5- Tight Corset

The gaff was uncomfortable but the next item was worse. A simple, flesh-colored corset went around my waist and Bonnie snugged the laces tight. “Take a deep breath,” she told me, “then let it all out and suck your tummy in as much as you can.” I didn’t do it to her satisfaction the first couple of times but she nagged me until she had it on the way she wanted. 

I could only take shallow breaths, and the thing was not at all comfortable, but it had reduced my ...

Special FX -008- Boutique?

"Are you convinced?" I asked Jack. I needed him to believe me, that I was Billy Jones. I stood in the door of my room and watched him warily.

"Who am I going to believe?" he said. "My lying eyes or the gorgeous babe who wants to move in with me?" He made a gesture, like surrendering to a higher power. "Besides, you're wearing exactly what Billy wore when he left the flat this morning, complete to ink stain on the left front pocket of those jeans and ragged threads hanging f...

Cover Preview - Eerie Saloon 2 - House Rules

The girls are going to have to adjust to their lives in the Eerie jail - aka the saloon,

Butterscotch -21- Waffles

"Mom," I called and heard her come back to my door. 

"Should I go as Kissy or as Davey?"

"Up to you, hon," she answered casually as I had asked her whether to wear brown or black shoes.

"Urr," I said.

I dithered a bit, then stripped off the panties, found a pair of jockey-style briefs in my dresser and put those on. I hadn't really even tried to be Davey in almost 24 hours. The dreams I'd had mostly faded to a vague feeling that my memories held secre...

Cover Preview - Never Land

"The trick to learning to fly," said Peter, "is to jump as high as ever you can—and never land."

Twelve-year-old transgendered actor Bryce has landed his dream job. He's playing nine-year-old Wendy in a new sitcom based on Peter Pan!

Sam and Del -7- I Don't Have to Wear Dresses...

Yes, I do have to wear dresses. Rats.

Mom, Hannah and I were in my sister's bedroom, going through her closets. Yes, plural. Hannah was extracting mounds of stuff she figured might fit me and that she couldn't wear anymore. Mom sorted things into acceptable, unacceptable and judgment-deferred piles. The acceptable collection seemed to be mostly dresses. I watched it grow with dread and trepidation, and other 18th century English Literature words.

I didn't actually hel...

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An image that is going to be used with a repost of Angela's story.

Stolen! -4- Helpful Bonnie

Moose got up and left the sleeping cabin, leaving me alone for some time with the sliding door closed. Unbelievable as it sounds, I fell asleep. I had shapeless dreams full of rumbling road noise and little flashes of anxiety. There was something I had to do, and I didn’t know how to do it.

I don’t know how long I slept, an hour maybe. I woke to relative quiet, my face against the rear wall of the sleeping cabin. The truck moved slowly, tilting this way and that, making...

Special FX -007- Butthead

I used my key to get into the courtyard then up the stairs to our third floor flat, pausing at the heavy brown door. I still had my keys in one hand, and the bag of leftover Chinese food under my other arm, so it wasn’t too awkward, except…I’d forgotten that the lock sometime stuck. I couldn’t seem to turn the key to unlock the door.

I didn’t normally have this much trouble, even when the lock was being sticky, but I didn’t seem to have the strength in my hand t...

Cover Preview - The Novitiate by Angela Rasch

This will probably be published in the next few days. A very tender story from our Jill. :) Art by Rasufelle, lettering by me.

Butterscotch -20- Dreaming

Mom had some trouble believing me that this had all started just that morning, that I had never done any dressing up as a girl or dating boys or anything along that line until Marjorie dragged me along with her.

“Honest, Mom,” I said, “I never thought at all about—about changing gender. I knew I had some problems with puberty but I had no idea there were people out there who thought I was a girl. It caught me by surprise.”

“Well, it surprised me, too,” s...

Sam and Del - 6 My Sister Is So Weird

"I'm a boy!" I protested. "I like being a boy."

Dad shook his head. "Not from the evidence we see. We think it would be worth finding out if you'd rather be a girl."

"That makes no sense."

Mom jumped in. "Dear, I took you to a hair salon, and you behaved exactly like your sister did at that age. It was all about being pretty with you."

"Snerk," said Hannah. Not the sound, she actually said, 'Snerk.'

I glared at her. "Yeah, well," I said. "I like havi...

Butterscotch -19- Grounded

“I’m Rory Beeson, Mrs. Kissee. Cindy’s little brother. Davey and I went to school together,” I heard Rory tell my mom.

“It’s Parker,” she said. “I use my maiden name now. And you’re not anyone’s little brother, the size on you!”

Rory laughed at that of course.

I washed my face and looked at myself in the mirror again, glanced at my nails and my chest and sighed. In for a Pennyworth in for the whole Wayne Manor, I decided. I pulled my makeup...

Bobbi McGee Cover Preview

Latest try on a cover for Bobbi McGee.

Hired Girl -1- Audio Preview with Human Reader

At great expense, like $200 an hour, we've hired a voice artist to record Hired Girl. This is probably a sample of her work. Maybe. Okay, it's me. :)

-- Erin

Stolen -3- Fearful Dolly

“Say it,” Moose told me. “Tell me your name.”

“I-I’m….” I couldn’t say it. We were still in the back of the camper, lying on the bed with Moose’s big arm across my middle and his face in the back of my neck.

“When Earl asks, or anyone else, you have to not hesitate,” he warned. “What’s your name?”

“D-dolly,” I stammered.

“Again,” he said. “Full name,” he added.

“Dolly Griggs,” I said. 

“Hmm,�...

Hired Girl - Preview - Audio file

This is a test of an AI generated voice reading one of my stories, "Hired Girl". This is just half a meg file, but what do people think? Anyone interested in seeing -- or hearing -- more of this kind of thing?

Sam and Del -5- My Dad Must Be Crazy

When we got home, we found Dad and my older sister Hannah unpacking two medium pizzas and a box of salad from our favorite pizza delivery shop.

"Your hair," said Hannah, staring at me. We look something alike, the same color hair, roundish faces and hazel eyes. She even wears her hair long, almost to her waist, too. But Hannah is five inches taller than me and very curvy. She's a seventeen-year-old junior at the same school I go to but never rides the bus because her boyfriend picks her...

Special FX -006- Braless

“I think I’m working,” I said quickly. Chad, over the spicy fried bok choy, had just asked me what I was doing Saturday night. He was asking me for a date and I had been female for less than five hours!

He quirked an eyebrow at me. I squirmed. “They asked me to come in tomorrow for reshoots,” I said. Why did I have to explain myself?

He nodded. “Something’s up,” he said. “You don’t want to go out with me Saturday, but you’re not out and out sayin...

Butterscotch -18- Cowgirl

I put my arms against his chest and tried to push away from his kisses. His own hands were rapidly discovering that most of my curves were padding. “You got some growing to do, girl,” he said.

 “Stop it, Rory,” I said. “This is—not fun.” 

He sighed and relaxed his hold on me, letting his arms fall away. “I’m sorry,” he said. “You were looking at me so intently, asking so many questions, you even licked your lips—”

“I did not...

Cover Preview

This is a photo I'm planning to make into a cover for a new book, probably this week.

Stolen -2- Friendly Moose

Moose asked me if I had a phone, and I shook my head. Stupidly, I hadn’t brought it with me when I went to the market. “Good,” he said. “I’d just have to destroy it.” But he checked the pockets of my cut-off jeans to be sure. “Good,” he said again. He added, “Never lie to me. It’s not a good idea.”

I nodded. I believed him.

He told me to lie down on the bed, against the wall, and he lay down next to me. The mattress must have been at least queen-size since it...