“You don’t look like a girl at the moment,” Travis said. And he was looking at me but not like he used to.
I struck a pose, just to try to get his goat. “You could make me look like anything you want,” I pointed out.
“Hm,” he said like a man who is thinking about being horny.
I squeezed my eyes tight shut and shivered, letting him see my reactions. If I was feeling about Travis the way I had before I became a genie, I hadn’t known a thing a...
2019-01-07 13:15:11 +0000 UTC
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After getting the closets sorted out, with one large pile to go to charity, Les and Pris lay sideways across Pris’s bed under the larger of the two bedroom windows and talked about school.
“It’s a very nice school, Evandale Academy Middle School. That’s grades six to nine. What grade are you in?” Pris asked.
“Sixth,” said Les. “I got held back one year because we moved around so much, and I got sick, so I missed most of the second grade.”
“Th...
2019-01-06 08:47:25 +0000 UTC
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Shellie had always been methodical. And analysis, calculation and method were how George dealt with the world. So of course, they made a plan.
First, they decided, they had to secure the lab so no one else could interrupt what they had been doing. Because if someone interfered, Shellie might be stuck as a girl.
Second, they had to get back to school, they had permision to be off campus only until 7 p.m., even though curfew was 10, and they had to show up for evening r...
2019-01-05 12:38:32 +0000 UTC
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What? Now I've got nail polish, too?
It takes hours to reprogram and undo this and every time it happens, I feel less like it's worth trying to undo.
And that cute engineer keeps checking me out. I wonder what he's doing when we make next planetfall...
Wait! Cute engineer...?
2019-01-03 22:51:20 +0000 UTC
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Carlie wasn't sure—was she a boy? Or was he a girl?
2019-01-02 14:55:32 +0000 UTC
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Phyllis led him along a hallway chattering. “I wonder what Mr. Spaight wants? We hardly ever even see him. And well, usually when he wants to see someone it’s not good. Sorry to say that.” She added the last after glancing at Gordie’s face.
What am I going to do if I get fired? Gordie wondered. I don’t even know what my job is and I’m about to lose it?
The hallway opened out into rooms filled with lockers and then one large room with benches where women we...
2019-01-01 19:20:41 +0000 UTC
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I think we both stood there thinking about things for a minute or so, not talking.
Finally Travis said, “I’m sure you know things you don’t know that you know.”
“Huh?” I said, possibly proving him wrong.
“When I asked how many wishes I get you said as many as I want as long as I have the lamp. That’s a lot, that’s a lot of power. Good grief! But how did you know that?”
“I dunno? I knew it because you told me to tell you the answer.”...
2018-12-31 13:42:36 +0000 UTC
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After trying on a few more clothes, Les had to admit that he did wear them well. Odder still, he discovered that the girlier he looked in the mirror, the safer he felt. No one could look at the girl in the lacy dress and imagine that she might be a boy who was avoiding going to juvie.
In one way, it scared him to discover this. What if he ended up here for months? Would he get so used to dressing as a girl that he would not want to go back to being a boy? What if when his p...
2018-12-30 14:56:08 +0000 UTC
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Gordon Victor at seventeen starred as a running back for his high school team, the Lancers. One of the runner-ups for Homecoming King, he got paired with Sydney D’Arrow, one of the cheerleaders, for the Dance since neither of them had a date.
A small, giggly blonde with large breasts, Sydney had a reputation in the school. They danced with each other several times during the evening and he finally offered to drive her home at the end of the night. Southern California isn...
2018-12-30 07:13:44 +0000 UTC
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She smiled at her reflection, feeling her lip tremble just a bit. She had to smile or start crying again. Would she never grow up to be a man like her father? Moses Wye stood an inch over six feet with the muscles and rough hands he had made for himself as a young man in the building trades. That he’d ended up a wealthy contractor had taken hard work and some luck.
And now his only son had gone and turned himself into a girl.
Shellie blinked and sniffed. She shook h...
2018-12-29 06:23:43 +0000 UTC
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Jessie put a hand on Les’s arm. “Are you okay, dear?” she asked. “Do you need to leave the table?” Pris in the chair beside him gave a one-armed hug.
Les shook his head, trying to smile through his tears. “I just—I don’t know. I’ve never heard such a beautiful prayer. We didn’t pray at mealtimes in my family.” He looked up to see everyone at the table smiling at him.
Josie, the young woman sitting directly across from him (and who looked as if sh...
2018-12-28 01:17:20 +0000 UTC
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The story of a boy.
2018-12-26 09:12:46 +0000 UTC
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The mirror had a voice like Vincent Price, liquid and vaguely Southern or English, maybe. The face that appeared in the gilt-edged ornate wood frame looked a bit like the old time movie actor, too, but fleshier.
Travis peered over my shoulder at the face that was not my reflection. “Never mind that, who are you?”
The mirror sighed. “I am, or was, Thomas Neary, master. A wizard who lived about a hundred years before this time. Now I am the spirit of this mi...
2018-12-25 15:02:27 +0000 UTC
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They're looking for a few good... men?
2018-12-23 22:24:10 +0000 UTC
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They had gone down the stairs to the ground floor, hurrying toward the dining room where the delicious smells lurked. But when the other girl started skipping, Gordie let go of her hand and pulled away. “I’m not going to do that!” he protested.
“Oh, yeah,” the brunette said. “You’re not built for skipping,” glancing at Gordie’s chest. “But is something else wrong?” They stopped too, while the other residents came down the stairs and went around them. A...
2018-12-23 00:16:21 +0000 UTC
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Is it particularly drafty in here today?
2018-12-20 19:29:21 +0000 UTC
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While Travis pondered my fate, my mind seized on the way he had looked at me only moments before. He certainly seem to like what he saw. I would have wished I could see myself but genies don’t get wishes.
I knew I had lots of blond hair, a small waist, a large bust and ass, and I could look down and see what seemed to be long legs ending in small, narrow feet and cute little toes with dark red nail polish.
I’m probably beautiful and sexy cause that’s what Travis asked ...
2018-12-19 04:02:23 +0000 UTC
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When George had left, Shel emerged from under the tarp and retrieved her old clothes. “I hope these still fit,” she muttered. They seemed like someone else’s clothes, especially the underwear, but they did fit. The blue slacks and buff-colored button-down shirt were the school uniform, needing only the blue and gold tie and brown (grades 7-9) or blue (10-12) blazer.
Shel tied the laces on the non-uniform sneakers and slipped on a watch, noting the time. “We still have two hours before ...
2018-12-18 04:26:25 +0000 UTC
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Gordon never knew exactly what hit him, high above the Syrian desert in his fighter jet one moment, and the next, shaking off the effects of a high-gee exit from the plane.
He turned over several times, the world spinning in a blue that seemed to have no horizon. The automatics in the ejection seat released him and he pressed with his left hand the button that would delay his chute release.
“…copy?” said a voice in his ears.
His thumb found the press-to-talk butt...
2018-12-16 09:30:12 +0000 UTC
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Les looked down. He giggled. “Yeah, the sneakers don’t go with the dress, huh?” He felt a bit dizzy. “I have no idea what size shoe I wear.”
Pris laughed. “They don’t. Let’s try some of my shoes.” She disappeared into her closet and came back out with half a dozen shoe boxes which she dropped in front of his bed. “These are some I don’t wear anymore. See if any fit you.”
Tentatively, he opened the boxes and examined the shoes. He cringed a bit when he...
2018-12-15 16:28:05 +0000 UTC
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After a brief sucking sensation, as if someone had run a vacuum cleaner all over me, there I was, standing in front of Travis who had the lamp in one hand. Both of the flashlights sat on the floor on either side of him, making a bubble of light around him.
“Whoa!” he yelped, running backward and crashing into a pile of boxes that came down on his head, knocking him sprawling on the concrete floor. The lamp fell from his hand, too, and clattered and rang metallically.
...
2018-12-14 14:29:55 +0000 UTC
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Got about five chapters of this done but want more before I begin posting. A sexy romp with magic and time travel.
2018-12-12 22:23:51 +0000 UTC
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This is the cover preview for the currently running story at BC. The photo is from the catalog of the Yandy costume company.
2018-12-11 16:54:22 +0000 UTC
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Shel rolled over and pushed the tarp off himself while George stood up and turned around to face away. He kept gesturing at the wall, though, as if explaining a hard problem in geometry to a classroom full of apes.
“You’re being weird,” said Shel. “Weirder than usual.” When he had the tarp down to his waist he paused. “Hey! My skin looks a bit different.”
Sitting up now, he bent forward to try to get a good look at what seemed to be smoother, healthier-looking ...
2018-10-22 18:19:18 +0000 UTC
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The rays from the multiple strange lamps over the platform hit Sheldon like a green avalanche. He went to his knees first then a crawling position then prone before he lost consciousness. “It doesn’t hurt,” he remembered thinking later. In fact, it felt better than anything else in his life ever had. Even better than… well, better than anything.
He tried to open his eyes to avoid thinking too much. Green. At first he saw nothing but green. It surrounded him, p...
2018-10-21 21:29:12 +0000 UTC
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Sheldon Wye stood naked within the circle he had marked out with orange chalk on the platform under the machine. He felt like an idiot. “I probably look like one, too,” he thought. A short, skinny idiot with messy auburn hair.
“S-s-say when,” his taller, pudgier friend and classmate George Thissel suggested from across the room. Both boys were in the seventh grade but George had turned fourteen in October and Sheldon wouldn’t be thirteen until June. They att...
2018-10-20 07:55:39 +0000 UTC
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Should be out in a few days, the first volume of Maggie Finson's Heaven and Hell.
Photo credit : © Victoria Andreas via Dreamstime
Typography and Massage by Joyce Melton
2018-10-17 22:54:19 +0000 UTC
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I could explain why this is Masks #7 from DP instead of Masks #4 like it was on BC but then I'd have to kill myself.
2018-09-27 00:08:52 +0000 UTC
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Been working on this most of the day and just noticed that Stick's name isn't on the cover in this version. :) Probably buried in some layer in Photoshop that I turned off for some reason.
What do you guys think about the cover?
2018-09-19 05:47:14 +0000 UTC
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Maybe Hank has a secret yen to meet a nice bear?
2018-09-11 16:21:03 +0000 UTC
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