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Enjoy this short story by Mace Styx. "I remember waking once from a horrible dream, in which I looked down and saw the clown’s enormous mouth, its massive, wall sized face at the end of my bed and felt myself being dragged...dragged though I kicked and screamed, fighting against the covers. Thrashing and flailing for purchase, closer and closer to the red rimmed mouth, filled with murderous hanging teeth that waited, hungry to chew and devour me as the clown continued to smile".

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "You know what I am saying, Bruce. Why are you acting so confused and out of touch? You and I know very well that I am right here. You are ogling at me and I wonder why”. “Well, is it wrong to ogle at one’s wife”? “My goodness. You know, if it is not for two reasons, I am sure I would have enjoyed making you eat up your words". “What reasons are you talking about, Anita”? “First, I am running late. Second, I am really running late". “That is just one reason that you have repeated twice over".

"Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels. "Ella was surprised to find the reception from Sheela so warm and welcoming. She knew Sheela was different from a typical grouchy old widow but she still felt about the “year” she was going to be with Sheela as work, not friendship. But the more time she spent with the lady, the more she felt comfortable, and by the time the dinner was over, they actually hit things off quite well. Another surprise Ella got was Sheela’s speech".

He lifted his head and froze with shock. Standing over him, more than six feet tall, was a monstrous goliath of a beast. It had hairs all over its body, staring like an overfed, violent, half-man, half-gorilla. His hair was locked, thick, and long to its waistline. It had red eyes, an enormous nose, crushed ears, and an ugly, twisted mouth. His fingers were long, sharp, and dirty. In his hand were two long blades dripping with blood. A foul smell emanated from every part of him.

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels....

This is a story for children of all ages, and is suitable for grandparents or parents to listen to with their children. It is the story of a wondrous electric elephant and the people who encounter it. Big as a house, this wondrous electric elephant is able to move and do amazing things, depending on who is piloting it and whether or not some cats have sneaked into the inside of the electric elephant.

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels.

Amari was just right behind me, and I saw with my own eyes how the beast sunk its claws on his shoulders as he caught him. Amari’s scream of agony only lasted for a second. This freak of nature snapped his neck and tore him apart like a ragdoll. I made a sharp turn in hopes that I could escape from its line of sight, but the forest was unending.

She twisted her fingers and rubbed her chin. "I don't know. I cannot say for sure." "And so you think I would be the one to tell you what is wrong with you?" She looked directly into his eyes. "Yes, sir. Please. I am very confident that you can." He shook his head in disbelief. "You don't know what you are saying. Please, go and search elsewhere for solutions to your problems." "But, sir...." "Good day, Keyshia," he said abruptly before taking his leave.

On the Happily Ever After University campus, Goldilocks is one of the harshest critics you'll ever meet. Her scathing reviews have made this fairy-tale character one to avoid. But, when Goldilocks' naturally straight hair is short one curling iron, how is she going to do her hairdo? Can Goldilocks find help in her dormmates, the Little Mermaid, Rapunzel, and Thumbelina, or will she have to change her name to Baldilocks instead?

No one was going to believe anything I said. I had to stop speaking before they started thinking I was crazy. Mom asked about it again later that day but I didn’t want to talk about it. She suggested that it was the stress from the previous day that gave me such a scary dream. I wanted to believe her but it was just too real.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to The Best Chauffeur Service: Crossdressing Stories (Crossdresser Stories, Book 89) and experience the compelling world of crossdressing erotica.

When the eyes of Dylan Westbrooke, heir of the New York underworld, fell upon Lillian, a struggling single mother from the lowliest ebb of the city, he fell in love with all of her and was determined to lift her out of the slump and into the comfort he could provide. Unfortunately, the death of Dylan’s father and the tussle for dominance of the criminal underworld meant he couldn’t love Lillian as he should. However, love always prevails. Or does it?

Believe it or not, Thumbelina isn't just walking on air, she's practically soaring through it! How can a thumb-sized girl from the farm fly without wings? And what's Tinker Bell scheming up to? Now that Thumbelina can fly, can she handle the ongoing pressures of: working a barista job at the campus coffee shop?

Enjoy this short story by Hellen Heels.

“Learned from the best.” She pecked him on his hat and picked up her bag to leave when his next words stopped her in her tracks. “I need some tools from the shop. I’ll text Timmy, he’ll have them on the counter before you reach there.” She looked at his gentle face and pleaded with her eyes to not make her do this, but deep down, she knew it would happen sooner or later.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to New Friendships: Crossdressing Stories (Crossdresser Stories, Book 87) and experience the compelling world of erotica.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Mechanically Inclined: Crossdressing Stories (Crossdresser Stories, Book 86) and experience the compelling world of erotica.

She's 300 pounds of she-devil in black heels, white blouse, and buttons holding onto dear life. He's a skinny accountant taking orders like a good employee. Is he equipped enough to handle a woman like her, or is he going to get crushed in the process?

Enjoy this short story by Mace Styx. “Guys, it’s open!” Robert inspected the door and called them. When they turned their heads, they saw him standing right next to the opened door of the dead tree. “I’m not getting inside that creepy thing,” said Marcela. “But we don’t have a choice. These crows are crazy. With that large number, we’ll be brutally torn to pieces if they attack us. Come on,” said Regan. He grabbed Marcela’s hand and walked back to the old tree. “Wait!” their guide Freddie suddenly yelled".