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Born in the wrong body? How about a new one?
Jacqueline has never felt quite right in her body. Concocting a hormone supplement
to assist in her transition, she unwittingly unleashes her hidden half: the
curvy, beautiful, Heidi.
feminine, everything Jacqueline wished she could be, except for one
thing…she’s pure evil.
defeat her inner monster to have any chance at happiness.
Tears burned streaks down her cheeks. David raised his hand, then dropped it on
her upturned ass. “Sixteen.”
He slid his palm over her bright pink bottom, making it tingle in a way that
caused a twitch in her groin. Unlike most women, she sported a penis and it
grew against his lap, pinned slightly. That pain added to the wonderful warmth
spreading down her thighs.
Her voice shook even though she spoke with confidence. Sniffling, she swallowed
the rest of the pain.
wound up and landed his hardest slap yet. She screeched but wasn’t entirely
surprised. “I decide when it is enough,” he reminded her. “Now, let’s see that
pushed her up and she caught his shoulder for balance. He looked her over,
starting with her knobby knees, up over the penis that had grown and continued
to swell as he slid a hand down over her ass. He didn’t stop there, taking in
her lacy red bra and eventually her tear-streaked cheeks.
sat with his knees splayed, the stable base that had supported her a moment
ago. His pants were soft and loose, tenting. How had she missed that before? He
wore no shirt and she put a hand on one of his pecs. Her stroke was an echo of
his on her ass.
knew her makeup had run and wiped a hand across her cheek, no longer looking as
feminine as before. “Sorry.”
how quietly she had apologized, David’s palm went from caressing to smacking.
She knew what he required, what she’d forgotten.
a woman,” she intoned, reciting as she had every morning since she’d taken up
with David and every time she apologized for her appearance in front of him. “I
am beautiful, and my body is a temple. With it I will worship you and thank you
for your adoration and admiration.”
right.” He pulled her between his thighs and sank his fingers into her long
hair, using it to pull her down for a kiss. “Now get a tissue and clean
you.” She pressed her lips to his, but as soon as she had, she noticed her nose
running and hurried to the en suite bathroom. Using astringent, depilatory
cream and moisturizer, she conducted her nightly ablutions. Returning to David,
she doubled her arms behind her for the clasp of her bra.
stopped, seeing him stroking his erection. His pants were a puddle on the floor
next to the chair, upon which she had laid her own. Her breath came faster and
she bit her lip, wondering how he would want her.
here.” He crooked a finger. “Something simple tonight? I know you’re in the lab
first thing tomorrow.”
nodded, but considered asking for the opposite. For something long, intense,
mouth twitched, rising on one side into a lop-sided smirk. “Turn, bend, and
grab your ankles,” he commanded.
shivered. That was not the prelude to something simple. How did he read her
mind like that? No matter. “Yes, sir.” She obeyed, presenting her posterior. It
was still warm from his spanking.
you see your cock?” he asked, moving from the bed. She could follow his voice
but couldn’t see what he did.
Of course she could, she was bent right in front of it.
whole body seemed on edge. This was not an easy request and try as she might,
it remained out of reach.
enough. Stay there.” Jaqueline didn’t pull her head back, but she gasped as his
lubed fingers prepared her tight ass to be followed by his cock. The probing
and twisting made her insides turn to water, melting away.
David, I’m going to fall over.”
you’re not.” He had a firm hold of her hips, and despite her over 160 pounds,
he lifted her almost off the floor. She wasn’t falling as long as he held her.
him, feeling safe, she tried to press back onto his cock. He didn’t let go, but
nudged her head with his wrist. “I want you to cover yourself in cum.”
shook her head, disbelieving. The blood rushing to her head made her see stars
in the corners of her vision. He felt so good fucking her that she was willing
to try anything. “I’m getting dizzy.”
your head there.” He thrust faster, his thighs slapping into her ass, making it
sting. She squirmed, which only made it better for both of them. Her cock, bent
at an odd angle, throbbed, and when David started to erupt inside her, she knew
her own release wouldn’t be denied.
Ejaculate shot in pulses onto her chest and throat, dripping down to her
upturned face. The twisted position added to the tension in her muscles from
the climax resulted in a nasty kink in her chest. “Ow.”
David pulled her upright against him, holding her with one arm across her chest
and the other her hips. He fondled her small breast while he tucked his nose in
under her ear. “Steady?” he asked, kissing her neck.
she hummed, relaxing in his embrace.
down. I’ll clean you up.” He disappeared into the bathroom and she barely
managed to open her eyes when he returned. He ran the warm cloth over her face
and dabbed at her hair. She would wash it in the shower in the morning. Then he
wiped her ass where his come was leaking onto the sheets. Finally, after
tossing the cloth away, he slipped under the sheets beside her, spooning up.
love you,” Jacqueline whispered.
nice to have my namesake around.
writing fiction in school and took my first stab at a novel when I graduated. I
fell away from it for a while, but fell back in just over 10 years ago, writing
fanfiction. Since then I’ve published many titles.
transsexuals as main characters. His writing challenged me, and after mulling
over Trans ideas, Jekyll and Hyde came to mind. Thus we have Jacqueline and
great, because I do it whenever I want, wherever I want and it doesn’t mess
with anyone’s schedule but mine. It’s also hurdle when I don’t believe in
myself or I hit a road block because I don’t have someone working with me to
offer up a suggestion. I have a circle of support, and I do call on them, but
it’s not the same as having someone across from you, working on the same thing
at the same time, together.
my muses, and although it’s a dreary drab spring here in Edmonton, fresh buds
on the trees remind me that everything is just about to come into bloom again.
to be patient… She had never been patient.
construction guy and punch his lights out.”
don’t think about it, but when I see a parent with a shrieking child, or a kid
that seems to be always in trouble, I don’t think judgmental things about
their personality or character, I start with the assumption that there are
circumstances in their lives that I don’t know or understand. Instead of
looking down on them, or offering platitudes, I try to offer REAL help, by
giving that mom or dad a minute or two to themselves, by keeping an eye on that
kid on the playground and making sure that any complaints against him are
justified. And although I am tolerant and accepting of transgender individuals, I also know that my head defaults gender in a way I hate. It leads
to me using incorrect pronouns instinctively and feeling terrible about it
after. Although it might be my best feature, it isn’t always a good as I would
flattering review can really bolster me. However, it is the bad reviews that
haunt me and make me second guess everything I write, long after I’ve forgotten
the good one. As a result, I try not to look at my reviews. It’s difficult.
daughter’s school. In the winter, when we aren’t as busy it’s easy to squeeze
in an hour for lunch, but over late spring and summer, I’m often out of town.
It’s a nice change from season to season.
Changes takes place at a BDSM dungeon called Riz Kay, which is also a setting
for Switching Up. You get a glimpse of David and Jacqueline in that story.
It’s been lovely to share some of my hopes and fears with you.
Angelica Dawson, best selling Naughty Nights Press author, has been writing for several years and having sex a lot longer than that. Angelica is a wife, mother and environmental consultant. Her love of plants and the outdoors is not diminished by the bloodsucking hoards — mosquitoes and black flies, not vampires.
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