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John was a man down on his luck. He worked 7 to 7, 12 straight hours of fun working behind a til and then cleaning the store he worked at until he left and then wasted his time at home, doing shit. He was tired of all this repatision and wanted more, a family to be exact but the big problem, he knew no woman and was also really scared of talking. He left work, closed the shop and said goodbye to his coworkers and headed home. John was walking home, past the other shops and other people, heading home like usual, when he passed a new shop that opened. It was a wedding shop, full of wedding stuff like nice suits and wedding dresses fir the women, beautiful white dresses with long skirts and stuff, just genuinely beautiful. "Its like god is telling me to find someone to love..." he muttered out as he sighed. He walked past and head on home. He was walking home, almost there, when he bumped into someone, someone he didn't realise and was also tall, causing him to fall down, which

I sighed as yet another cheesy pop song started to play from the radio. My cousin squealed and jumped up to start dancing, just like she did every time. I sank further down into my chair, trying to ignore them. As the "mature college student" in the family, it was my job to keep Lena entertained while the older adults were out at lunch. It seemed they didn't need me, though. Lena's music was keeping her entertained just fine. I got out my phone and started to browse instagram, bored. After a few minutes, I heard a knock at the door. Lena immediately jumped up. "I'll get it!" This got me out of my chair. "Hey, wait! Your parents probably don't want me letting you answer the door by yourself, it could be anyone out there!" By the time I got to the door, it was already open. I breathed a sigh of relief as I recognized Mrs. Pendleton, the elderly woman who lived next door. Lena was happily talking to her, telling her where her parents were and

"Come on, answer..." I whispered to myself as I frantically knocked on the door of my friend's apartment. Finally the door opened and I rushed inside before slamming it behind me. "Mark? What the hell are you doing here, it's like eleven pm! Why do you look so scared?" The face of Victoria, my best friend since childhood, greeted me in the dark room. "I fucked up. I fucked up reaaaallly bad, Vi." She sighed. "Please, for the love of god, tell me this isn't anything to do with magic." This time, it was my turn to sigh. Vi gave me a death stare for a minute, then gestured for me to follow her into another room. See, Vi was a witch. Yeah, I know it sounds insane. That's what I would have thought one week ago, before she decided to finally spill the beans on this Harry Potter sorcery nonsense. She taught me a few basic spells, nothing crazy, but I thought I was all that. This...caused problems. Being an idiot, I decided to

Brendan was a child who, although he was lucky enough to live close to the beach and even go out whenever he wanted, added to the fact that it was in the summer vacation season ... he did not like to go out or socialize ... On the side of his older sister, Doris, she liked to go to parties on the beach, have crazy fun ... in short, the typical thing in a teenage girl and opposite of Brendan ... Doris was very fed up with her brother's attitude, especially because he killed the spark of the party ... an important party ... Doris: "Brendan ... what's wrong? Why did you ruin the party?" Brendan: "It's just ... I'm ... sorry ... I'm not into parties ..." Doris: "Look, I forgive you ... but I need you to help me recover the party ... luckily I took magic classes" Brendan: "Of magic?" Doris: "YES!! ... you remember that the boy who annoyed you wanted something with me ... and that from there a busty girl came out crying saying that she did not want anything from me ... well I turned him

Warning! Contains: Painful Transformation Carter was wallowing in boredom among the library stacks, sitting across from his studiously scribbling project partner. He thought it a blessing when he was partnered with the smartest person in the class Kiesha Greene, but she insisted he accompany her to do research instead of just taking on the burden herself. "I don't mind doing all the work," she explained when he complained, "but we should at least look like we're working together. Professor Finnegan is in the library often, and if he finds me here alone, he's going to ask where you are." Carter was aware of the teacher's pet relationship she had with the educator, and he had thought it would secure him an A, but now he was wasting his beautiful Saturday cooped up in the university's reference section. "Just tell me where to sign when it's done so I get credit." Carter rolled his eyes as he idly flipped through the book without reading anything. "It's a digital presentation..."

These boxes are heavy! I am grabbing the boxes from the back of my car. Was it really just yesterday that I was told to move across campus to a all girls dorm? It was ether this or move out onto the streets. Of course I took this one but I had to pack every single thing in my dorm. “Do you need help?” a voice says. I turn and see a girl with curly brown hair, brown eyes, has the perfect body and is really cute. “Um…yeah sure” I say. The girl nods. “What dorm?” She ask. I pull a card out of my pocket, “16”. The girl’s eyes widen “That’s my dorm too!” She says. “I’m Madison” she says sticking out her hand. “Jackson” I reply shaking her hand. So this is Madison? The paper I read while signing the papers says that she has 2 sisters. I don’t remember their names. Madison then takes a box, “Follow me” she says. I grab a box and follow her. We go up a couple flights of stairs then we get to our dorm. Madison sets down the box and grabs a key from her pocket and unlocks the door. “Come on” she

Why is Avery so cruel? I move into a new form and this is my welcome? In the middle of the night Avery wets herself and I got soaked! Not to mention that she kept groaning and moving around in her sleep. The next morning I wake up in to someone taking me off. “You were nice to wear” Avery says. “But I don’t need you anymore” Someone then bursts into the room. “What did you do to Jackson?” The voice belongs to Madison. “He is right here” Avery lifts me up. Madison sighs heavily. “You can’t keep doing this Avery“ “ Yes, I can” Avery throws me at what I assume is Madison. And I hope it is Madison who catches me. Avery giggles and I hear her trout away. Madison sighs again. ”Sorry about this Jackson, I can fix this” I feel my body twitch and snap. Before I knew I was human again. My body is dripping wet and I was naked. Madison slaps her hand over her eyes. “Oh my god I’m sorry Jackson” “Thanks“ I say to her and run out of Avery’s room. Living in a dorm with only girls is not as bad as I

I can’t sleep. My breasts keep getting in the way every time I lay on my stomach. My long hair keeps getting in my eyes. “Ugh! Just fall asleep!” I say to myself. But I don’t. But when it is 3 in the morning that’s when I fall asleep. The next morning I wake and don’t see hair in my eyes or giant breasts on my cheet. I was a male again. “Oh, thank god“ I say out loud. There is a knock on my door. “Who is it?” I ask. “It’s me” Madison responds. Then Madison pokes her head in. Her face drops when she sees my male body. “How are you feeling” She ask’s disappointment. I stretch my arms.. “Tired, because I barely got any sleep “ I sign. “Why did you ask me out on a date? You are a lesbian“ Madison stands there shocked. “How did you know?” “Because by what we did last night” I say. Madison’s face turns red. “Uh…yeah!, but I was you out on a date to get to know you better“ Madison’s face turns even darker. I laugh. “Madison, Jackson! Breakfast is ready!@ Rebecca calls. After my classes

About two weeks after my awkward encounter with Lena Cacher, I was invited by a friend to hotbox his basement apartment. There were ten others hanging out there, including Jack. It was the first chance I had to talk to him about Lena, so after we had all taken a few minutes to take a hit and chill out, I plopped down on the couch next to his. “Hey dude,” he said, smiling absently at me. “Hey. So, I had a weird thing happen last week with someone from your building. Do you know Lena?” He looked confused. “Lena? No, I don’t know a Lena.” “She lives in your building. Said she was on the same floor.” “I haven’t exactly memorized the name of every person on my floor. Maybe I’d recognize her face if I saw her somewhere, but I’m not super close with my neighbors.” “Really?” I asked, more than a little disappointed. “She knew your name, seemed like she knew you.” “I guess I’m just a shitty person for not remembering her then.” He shrugged. “What was the weird thing that happened with