Hypno Snake TfI waited in line, terrified, not knowing what fait lay on the other side of the black doors. The guards slithered by on each side of us, looking at us with a slight grin on there face. The sky grew dark as I drew closer and closer to the front of the line. On the right, I saw some guards appear, carrying the remains of bodies, throwing them into a pile, and return to smaller door next to the big one. I started counting the number people going into the room, and the number of bodies coming out. As I stood second in line, I counted 13 people going in, and 9 bodies coming out. I had a moment of hope. The doors creak open, and three guards surround the person in front of me on the sides and in back, leaving him no where to go but forwards, into the room. The man was ushered in as the doors slam shut, leaving me next.
The wait felt like hours. I was trying to contemplate the options I would be given. Would I be given a choice of living or dying? Would they make me work for them? And woul
The Power of Compliments (TG MtF, MC, BE)(Man to Woman)
“Hey, wait up!”
I hear a shout come from behind me and do a full revolution to see Jasmine, a good friend of mine, breathlessly trying to catch up to me. Truth be told, I’m kind of surprised she’s here at the mall alone. Jasmine normally has a whole posse of gals behind her while shopping, what gives?
A grin reflexively widens across my face upon seeing her. “Good to see you, Jazzy!” I call out, using the nickname I’d given her years prior in response to her turning ‘Harrison’ into ‘Harry’.
“Finally, I caught up to you!” Jasmine wipes some sweat off her brow before continuing, “do you wanna browse Victoria’s Secret with me?”
“Victoria’s Secret?” I repeat. “Oh, uh, I’m not sure I’m really the type.”
Jasmine giggles unexpectedly. “Really? ‘Cause that cute way you’re blushing right now tells a different story.”