tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72264707287494664972024-03-13T03:51:29.492-04:00Danyelle's TG Story Blog<b> All stories on this blog are my own works. All the stories take place in one of two universes; The Madame Morgan universe which revolves around one central person, Madame Morgan and The Fempire Stories.</b>Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.comBlogger58125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-59861975505963619482021-05-04T10:12:00.004-04:002021-05-04T10:12:48.691-04:00Updates<p> So I've been thinking of trying to write more of my stories and after reading some of the reviews of my stories on Fictionmania, I feel really motivated to dive back into them. Right now I have a lot of stuff going on in my life, but once I cut through all the chaos and am able to get back into the right head space, I will. I think first I'll finish off my Fempire story, then try to wrap up my Madame Morgan Michelle story followed by Chloe. At points in between I might throw in another one that has taken space in my head dealing with a woman tricking men into becoming her young daughters using blackmail and her previous victims/ new daughters. I hope to get back into my writings soon, but have no guaranteed time table. Hopefully, when I do come back, people will still be around to read my stories</p>Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-52468787487247593392021-05-03T09:32:00.001-04:002021-05-04T10:00:27.019-04:00Interview with a Fempire 2<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Today I have another meeting with
Danyelle, my lead for the fempire story. Since my last meeting, I’ve taken her
up on her advice and stopped wearing pants and only wear leggings exclusively.
The only drawback to this is that leggings don’t really have pockets, so I’ve
had to start carrying a pocketbook around to hold my money and phone. I must
admit though they do feel amazing on my shaved legs and look good too. Many of
my coworkers have been teasing me about my decision to start wearing makeup,
but I think they’re just jealous that I look so good that some of my female
coworkers and I exchange tips. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">As Danyelle walks in I offer her a
drink before she gets started.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“No thanks. By the way you look
great in those leggings, and I see you took my advice about the makeup because
that shadow really makes your eyes pop.” Danyelle responded.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh thank you so much. So many of
my male coworkers have been teasing me and calling me a sissy but I think
they’re just jealous.” I beamed.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh don’t worry about them, by the
time I’m done with you; you’ll have them eating out of your hand. Trust me
they’ll appreciate the new you in no time. In fact, I think from now on you
should start looking more professional when you come to work. Leggings are
great and all but you need to show off your legs better. From now on you should
start wearing skirt suits to work, just make sure you wear the correct bra size
when you do so that you can show those coworkers your amazing developing
cleavage.” she suggested.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“So I’m interested in hearing more
of your story about these fempires.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh I thought you might be. So
let’s see here where did we leave off? Oh yes that’s right...”<o:p></o:p></p><span><a name='more'></a></span><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">AT A LOCAL MALL<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh my God! Brianna, look at this
dress!” <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Damn Danyelle! That’s killer! You
HAVE to go try it on.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Like I wasn’t already? I know I’ve
said this before, but thank you for giving my makeover.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh honey, let’s be honest you were
practically asking for it. That reminds me Hunter has been asking about your
progress on your initiation process.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Well I have a few potential
victims for my regular, but there is one guy in my Spanish class that
absolutely deserves to become a Randi. He thinks he’s a gift to women and that
every woman wants him and that we can just be used and thrown away like
yesterday's trash.“ Danyelle says from the dressing room.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Seriously?!? Wow! So what’s this
dirt bag’s name?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">As Danyelle comes out of the
dressing room wearing the dress, she says “Ron. Ron Chamos.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Ok first of all that dress is so
you. You are getting it right?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Of course I am. With this dress
I’ll have men eating out of my hand.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Damn right you will.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>You know I’ve heard of this guy before. In
fact I was thinking of going after him myself. I’ve heard so many women
bitching about him around campus and it’s always the same thing. He just hits
it and quits it, but from what I’ve heard he does love it when women ‘Worship
his royal scepter’ as he calls it.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Ugh! Really? He actually calls it
that? Ok that does it I am officially working on him starting tomorrow. By the end
of the week I will have my first Randi. Or should I say Roni?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle and Brianna giggle as they
walk out of the store.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">SPANISH CLASS THE NEXT DAY<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">As Danyelle walks into the
classroom she is greeted by Ron, “Hola chica. <span lang="ES-US" style="mso-ansi-language: ES-US;">Eres muy bonita, hoy.”</span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">As Danyelle fights the urge to roll
her eyes, she decides that the best way to really get this guy is to play dumb
and vapid, that and to use her mind warping powers. “Huh? Oh like you’re moo
bone ito too. I guess”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“No I think you meant to say ‘Eres muy
guapo.’ <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Maybe you should sit by me and
I’ll help you out.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“OMG! Would you really do that for
me? That’d be like so awesome.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">As Danyelle takes her seat next to
Ron the professor comes in, “Hola<span lang="ES-US" style="mso-ansi-language: ES-US;"> clase</span>! Hoy<span lang="ES-US" style="mso-ansi-language: ES-US;">
hablando</span> a<span lang="ES-US" style="mso-ansi-language: ES-US;"> ropas</span>.
(<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Hello class! Today we are talking about
clothes</i>) Get into groups of two and go over the vocabulary.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Ron pushes his desk towards Danyelle’s.
“Ok first word is<span lang="ES-US" style="mso-ansi-language: ES-US;"> camisa</span>
which means shirt.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh goodie if there is one thing I
know about it’s clothes. Let me see here … Ok falda that means skirt.” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She looks at his legs and then looks into his
eyes. “You would look very sexy in a skirt.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Really you think so?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh yeah I bet you have some sexy
legs.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“But aren’t skirts for chicks?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Uh no! Look at those dudes in
Scotland, they wear skirts, and women go crazy for them. It’s so hot. But like
I love a guy in a miniskirt. A nice tight miniskirt that shows off his ass. Mmmm
just the thought of it makes me wet. Besides it’s easier access to your scepter.
You should wear skirts from now on.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“You know now that you mention it,
it would be nice to let it go free.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Ugh no. When you wear a skirt you need to
wear panties with it and tuck it underneath in between your legs. It is just
such a turn off to see a guy wearing a skirt with anything but panties on
underneath it. The more macho a guy dresses the less hot he is especially if he
is hairy. You should go out and have a full body wax done, you would look so
hot. Ask any woman and they’ll tell you especially if you ask Briana, Hunter,
Kim, Lexy, Aksana, or Jocelyn they will tell you the same thing, that a
feminine guy is sooo hot. In fact, next week you should come in like that, but
if I see you around campus dressed like that before Spanish class next week I
may have to take you into an empty room and show you how much I appreciate it.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I think I’ll take you up on your
offer. After class I’ll go get my body waxed and then go buy some tight mini
skirt and panties to show off for you.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Mmmm. I love the sound of that but
don’t forget the more fem you look the sexier you are so if you are wearing
skirts you better not be wearing plain old T-shirts with them, just sayin’”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh of course not! I wouldn’t dream
of doing anything less, especially if it’ll turn you on.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Are you kidding me just thought of
seeing you like that is making me wet. Now then we better work on this Spanish
for the test.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">He looks at her for a second as he
drops out of his trance. “Uh yeah right so where were we?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Um I think we were on this word
here. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Los pan-tal-ones.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh yeah, and I think you mean los
pant-a-lo-nes”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle giggles at her mistake “Oh
silly me. Ok let me try to put it into a sentence. <span lang="ES-US" style="mso-ansi-language: ES-US;">Miras</span><span lang="ES-US"> </span><span lang="ES-US" style="mso-ansi-language: ES-US;">buen</span> in twos <span lang="ES-US" style="mso-ansi-language: ES-US;">pantalones</span>.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I think you meant to say <span lang="ES-US" style="mso-ansi-language: ES-US;">“Pareces buen en tus pantalones</span>”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Um, like if that means you look
good in your pants then yes. “<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle continues to flirt and
pretend to be an airheaded bimbo for the rest of class.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">The next day she gets a picture
text from Hunter with a picture of Ron dressed in an orange crop top and black
leather skirt. It reads “I just saw Ron Chamos dressed like this. HE asked me
if his look made him sexy. WTF Danyelle. We DO NOT play with our food! We need
to talk!”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle responds, “Ok when and
where?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Hunter responds, “Mall food court @
1 tell everyone”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">A FEW HOURS LATER AT THE MALL FOOD COURT<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Lexy speaks up, “So does anyone
know why Hunter wanted us here?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle explains, “I guess I’m in
trouble for as she called it ‘playing with my food’ “.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Aksana asks, “What do you mean
playing with your food?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle sighs and takes out her
phone to send the picture to the rest of her coven that Hunter sent her.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“OMG! That’s Ron! He makes a great
Randi.” exclaims Brianna.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“He isn’t one yet. I decided to
humiliate him a little bit before turning him so I used my suggestive powers to
convince him to dress as a woman and wear a skirt. I told him that if he
dressed that way I’d worship his scepter.” Explained Danyelle.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Lexy exclaims, “That dude is pure
creeper. He’s screwed and dumped so many women like pieces of trash. If anyone
deserves to be humiliated it’s Ron. What’s the big deal?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“The big deal is that it causes
unneeded attention to us. We are supposed to be flying under the radar here and
pulling stunts like this could expose us. That’s the last thing we need! There
are other covens out there that would stop at nothing to destroy us if they
found us.” Hunter explained.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Jocelyn speaks up and says, “Wait
what other covens? I’ve been with you for decades and you’ve never mentioned
this before.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I never thought it was necessary
but now I think it’s time you guys knew. There are other covens out there that
are not too happy with us. In the past I ran across one from Gainesville and
apparently I did something that upset them, so in 1932 I came here to start my
own coven. I figured it was far enough away from them and if I stayed low they
wouldn’t bother me or my coven, but if you guys start pulling stupid moves like
using your persuasion to make the campus jerk to run around in skirts instead
of quickly turning him into a Randi or turning a guy in the middle of the mall
without finding out if he’s really a trans we are going to get noticed.” Hunter
explained.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“What did you do that pissed them
off so bad?” Danyelle asked.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“That’s none of your concern. I
need you to go finish off Ron and turn him into your Randi before anyone
notices him wearing a skirt.” Hunter barked.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle gets up and quickly says,
“Ok I’ll go do that.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">As Ron is walking to his next class
wearing a blue mini skirt and white crop top he feels a tap on his shoulder and
sees Danyelle giving him the come hither look. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I told you that if I saw you
dressed like that then I wouldn’t be able to contain myself, and you went ahead
and did it anyway. Get your cute little ass in here so that I can get a taste
of that juicy scepter of yours.” she says as she pulls him into an empty
classroom. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">As they go into the room Danyelle
leads him to the professor’s desk and playfully pushes him into the chair.
After rolling the chair against the wall Danyelle gets on her knees and pulls
up Ron’s skirt. She looks at his member trying desperately to free itself from
its silken prison and restrains herself from chuckling at how average it is
when compared to all his bragging. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Holly shit I can see why you call
it your scepter.” Danyelle says as she pulls down his panties.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I hope you’re ready for a life
changing experience.” Danyelle says as she takes his erect penis into her
mouth.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">As she looks into his eyes she bobs
up and down on his juicy member. As he finally explodes in her mouth, Danyelle
starts to suck down his male essence.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>After about a minute or so the look in her eyes turns from a look of
ecstasy to a more sinister look. As Danyelle keeps sucking the essence out of
Ron his body begins to change. First his hair starts to grow and lighten until
it’s just past his shoulders and a dirty blonde. Next his facial features
become more and more feminine until from the neck up he looks like a
stereotypical blonde bimbo with a very frightened face. As Danyelle continues
to suck the male essence from Ron his chest starts to expand and grow until Ron
is sporting a pair of 36 D breasts. From there his muscles start to deflate
until his muscle mass goes from being able to bench 350 pounds to barely even
being able to lift 50 pounds.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>As the
bones in Ron’s hips crack he tries to scream out in pain but instead it sounds
more like a woman having an orgasm. Finally after Ron’s ass swells to a size
that would make any woman jealous and any man drool, Danyelle continues to suck
on his ever shrinking member until the point where it is no longer a penis, but
he now instead has a vagina.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle fixes Ron’s panties and
skirt and looks into his now her eyes.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“From now on you will serve me.
Your time as Ron is now gone, you are now, always have been, and always will be
a blonde bimbo, named Destini Ball who can’t get enough of men. Your sole
purpose in life is to find men and let them fill you with their essence. Once a
week you will come to me so that I can obtain that essence from you. You love
to wear miniskirts; the sluttier the better, but you aren’t opposed to wearing
leggings or tight short shorts. You enjoy clothing that showcases your assets
on top and bottom. Most importantly you enjoy giving blowjobs, but will take
sex anyway you can get it even if it means multiple partners. Are there any
questions?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Um I like do I have one question.
Where are all the hot guys, mistress?” Destini said in a sweet and sultry
feminine voice.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Out there my Randi, now go forth
and bring me some juice, but first let me get a pic of you to show everyone how
sexy you are.” with that Danyelle quickly snapped a picture as Destini posed
making sure to showcase her cleavage and sizable ass.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Yes mistress.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">With that Destini left, in search
of her first conquest.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">When Destini left Danyelle sent out
the picture to Lexy, Briana, Hunter, Aksana, and Jocelyn.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“What do you think of the new and
improved Ron? Or should I say Destini?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Hunter was the first to respond,
“Holy Shit! That’s Ron? It looks nothing like him. He looks like some random
blonde bimbo. You should have left him a little like Ron. How are we going to
explain a brown haired muscular jock being replaced by an airheaded blonde
bimbo? Do you know how dangerous this is? We need to have a serious talk.
Tonight we’ll meet after classes at the usual place.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">LATER AT THE MALL<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle, Lexy, Briana, Kim, Aksana,
and Jocelyn are all sitting at the usual table in the mall waiting for Hunter
who seems to be running late.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I love what you did with Ron,
Danyelle. I’m impressed at how girly he is now. My first Randi didn’t turn out
quite as well. I think Misti was a little more Michael than Misti when I was
done. Luckily, Lexy was able to help me out later.” Aksana said<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“It was pretty interesting, but we
did help him out in the end. He went from a nobody guy that no one would miss
to captain of the women’s beach volleyball team.” <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Wait Misti is a Randi? I had quite
a crush on her last semester.” Danyelle surprisedly said. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Wow that’s funny. I guess I just
helped your chances with her by turning you then.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Misti isn’t much help for the collection part
of being a Randi since she is more of a bi-curious lesbian than a lover of the
stick. They never quite got her to convert, but she has her own ways of
bringing in essence. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>With her being on
the beach volleyball team the men flock to her to see her in her bikini and she
just gets them so hot and bothered that they are so ripe for the picking.”
Briana spoke up.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“So if you don’t mind me asking
what method did you use to change him, Danyelle?” Jocelyn asked.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle giggles at the question,
“Well I figured with a guy like Ron who worshiped his dick so much what better
way to humiliate him by watching his whole body change while he felt the
pleasure there and then the look on his face while it shrank away until it was
gone and he was left with nothing but a pussy.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Brianna checked the time on her
phone. “Is it just me or is Hunter late?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Now that you mention it, yeah she
is. That’s odd” Lexy said.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Hunter comes and sits down.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Sorry I’m late girls, but I think
I was being followed so I had to take a few different routes.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Followed? By who? Why would
someone follow you?” Lexy asked puzzled.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I swear I saw some of my old coven
mates. I hope I’m wrong, because if they do find me we’re all in serious
trouble. They could end up killing us all, and it would be your fault Danyelle!”
Hunter yelled. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! My fault? What
are you talking about? I didn’t know there were rules to this, hell up until a
few months ago I had no idea fempires even existed. Now you’re telling us that
because you did something in the past, we have to be careful?” Danyelle
responded.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Geez Hunter chill. No need to take
it out on us, especially Danyelle. It’s not her fault she didn’t know the
rules.” Brianna said defending her friend.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“No, you’re right. It’s not her
fault it’s yours. You’re the one who just randomly decided to pick a guy who
was trying to transition to a girl. If you would have paid more attention, we
wouldn’t be in this situation. Now we have a wild newbie attracting tons of
attention like a whore.” Hunter screamed.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“A whore?! That’s what you think of
me? You know what? I’m done. Ever since I was turned you’ve treated me like I’m
second class. I’ve tried to please you, but I just can’t. Just because you
didn’t choose me, it’s like only you can have the final say. It doesn’t matter
what any of us think. It’s all about Hunter. Well I won’t take it. I’ll just go
off on my own.” Danyelle screamed back before storming off in tears.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“You know, she has a slight point.
You are pretty controlling. I know you’re the Prima Fempire, but you could be a
little more compassionate to us. Calling her a whore was low, even for you. Now
if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go try to calm down my friend.” Brianna said
before going off to talk to Danyelle.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“You guys don’t understand. I’m
under a lot of pressure here. If they find me they will kill me and any of my
coven mates for what I did. I know I shouldn’t have said that about them but,
I’m scared.” <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Kim hugged Hunter and said, “It’s
fine, you’re just under a lot of stress right now. They’ll come around and
we’ll all face this together like a coven should. I’m in your corner no matter
what, Hunter.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Lexy spoke up, “I understand where
you’re coming from and all, but that was still pretty messed up calling her a
whore. I think you should apologize to her and Brianna. Part of being a coven
is acting like family, and we can’t be like family if we’re at each other’s
throat. “<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“That may be, but we wouldn’t be in
this mess if it wasn’t for her actions. If she would have followed the rules
she wouldn’t have drawn so much attention.” Hunter responded.<br />
<br />
“Yeah but as our Prima you should take your time to make sure new members know
the rules, you shouldn’t just pawn it off onto one of us.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>This is as much your fault as theirs, if not
more. I’m going to go see if there’s a way this whole thing can be fixed. You
wanna come with me Lexy?” Jocelyn spoke up before running after Danyelle and
Brianna, with Lexy in toe.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Hunter sighs, “Well at least I know
you’re loyal to me Kim.” <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I’m loyal to the end Hunter.” Kim
happily responded.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I know you are Kim.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>At this point I think you’re the only one
that is. I think at this point I’m just going to go home. It’s been a rough
night. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Hunter said before giving her a deep hug and
leaving.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">After Hunter left, Kim decided to
grab a snack before heading home. She went to the food court and spotted a guy
that looked like he could bench about 300 easily. He was surrounded by a few
women, but that’s never stopped her before. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">She walked up to him and she
thought she heard the women giggle, “Hey there, I saw you from over there and
thought you were cute. My name’s Kim, what’s yours?”<br />
“Uh hi there, I’m Drew.” Drew said turning toward Kim. “You aren’t so bad
looking yourself. So how can I help you, or are you just gonna stare at me all
night?”<br />
“Oh! Am I that obvious? I’m so embarrassed. Well I guess I was wondering if you
maybe wanted to go get some real food with me. Maybe some Red Robin or
something. “Kim said staring into Drew’s eyes, trying to use her powers of
persuasion.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Drew looked at his two friends. The
blonde haired girl on Drew’s right nodded. The redhead on Drew’s left spoke up,
“Go for it. This why we came here, to get you a <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">special</i> girl like we talked about. Well they don’t get any more <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">special</i> than this cutie.” She gave Kim a
creepily nice smile.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Drew turned to Kim and shrugged,
“Sure why not. If Scarlett and Luna say it’s ok with them then, I’ll go with
you.”<br />
Kim smiled knowing that she had found some good prey. By the looks of him she
should get a lot of good male essence from him.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She took Drew by the arm and led him down the mall concourse toward the
elevator. Unbeknownst to her, Scarlett and Luna hi-fived. Luna got on her phone
and sent a text. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The trap has been set. One down.”<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Good work. Bring me the proof.</i>”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">As the doors to the elevator close,
Kim started to kiss Drew to draw out his essence. Once she started she felt
different. She started getting hot, real hot. She shoved her hand down his
pants to feel his cock only to not find it, in its place was Drew’s pussy. Drew
was a woman! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was feeding on female
essence, the one thing that can kill a fempire, and she was stuck feeding. She
was getting warmer and warmer until finally she started to combust. By the time
the elevator reached the bottom floor all that was left of Kim was her slightly
burnt clothes and a pile of ashes. When the doors opened Scarlett and Luna were
standing there ready with a bag for the ashes and clothes.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Good work, Drew. Now go home and
forget about all of this.” Luna told Drew. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Drew left the elevator and exited
the mall, went to her car, and drove off heading home as she was compelled to
do.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Hunter arrived at the school
feeling a little off. She had some time before her first class and decided to
find everyone so she could talk. She went to the commissary and found Lexy,
Brianna and Danyelle. <br />
“Hi. Can I join you? I’m sorry for last night. I’ve just been a little on edge
lately. I thought I saw a couple of my old coven mates at the mall last night
but I must’ve been seeing things. I’m beginning to think it was nothing, but I
just can’t help thinking that something is a little off this morning.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“It’s ok. I know you didn’t mean
it. I’ll try to do better.” Danyelle said.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">While they were talking, a guy
approached Hunter holding a box. “Excuse me, you’re Hunter right?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Yeah, honey. How can I help you?” <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I was told to give you this
package.” he handed her the box and stood there staring off into space.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Confused, Hunter opened the box.
Upon opening it a look of pure horror appeared on her face. She dropped the box
on the table, causing a small plum of ash to come up out of it. She turned to
the guy and grabbed him. “Who gave this to you? Where are they?” she yelled
shaking him.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Lexy and Brianna sprang up and pulled
Hunter off of the guy. As he came to he looked like he was about to run away,
but Danyelle walked up to him. “Stay here. We aren’t going to hurt you. “The
guy froze in place.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“What’s going on Hunter? What was
in the box?” asked Lexy.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Not what, who. The box is filled
with ashes and the same outfit that Kim was wearing last night but with burn
marks, like whoever was wearing it spontaneously combusted.” Hunter said
horrified.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Wait you mean that someone sent
you the ashes of Kim? How? I thought we could only die from ingesting feminine
essence.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Someone must’ve tricked her. I
knew I wasn’t crazy. I knew I something was wrong. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I did see them.” Hunter said, slightly losing
it.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle turned to the guy, “Hey
cutie. I know you want to tell me who gave you that box.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“It was a blonde and a redhead.
They told me to say that Luna and Scarlett say hi.” He said blankly.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Hunter’s face went pale.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Go run along and forget about any
of this.” Danyelle suggested.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Ok what’s going on here Hunter?
Who are Luna and Scarlett?” Lexy asked as she sat Hunter down in a chair.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“They are the more sadistic members
of my former coven. They always enjoy getting even. Hell back when they were a
pair of brothers named Samuel and Leonard they weren’t right in the head, but
we didn’t know any better and turned them not knowing that it would warp their
minds even more. I never fully trusted them but everyone else seemed to think
they were tamed.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>One day they were going
a little too far and started to convert masses of men into Randis. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They were out of control so I figured the only
way to stop them was to get a woman and make her look as masculine as possible
and compel her to seduce them. As it turned out my plan backfired and my
Prima’s right hand bitch fed off of her and was burnt to a crisp. I tried to
stop it but I was too late and she was killed. When they asked her who
compelled her she told them it was me. They were convinced that I needed to die
for the crime of treason and tried to grab me before I could explain, so I
booked it out of there and never looked back. Along the way, I compelled a few
Randis to pose as me and go around the country to throw them off my trail, but
they found me and now they’re killing off my coven.” Hunter broke down.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">While Hunter was talking Danyelle
sent out a few texts. Shortly after, Jocelyn came rushing into the commissary.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Hey guys what’s going on? Danyelle
said things were urgent. Where’s Kim?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Hunter, still in shock, pointed to
the box on the table. Jocelyn walked over and looked into the box. Her face was
struck with horror. “Is this Kim? Did someone kill Kim and give you her ashes?
What the fuck is going on?”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Because Hunter was responsible for
the death of her former coven’s Prima’s right hand bitch they’re coming after
us now.” Danyelle explained coldly.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Wait hold on here, say what?
Hunter is this true?” Jocelyn asked<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“In a roundabout way, yes I did. I
compelled a woman to act like a man so that a couple of psycho coven mates
would feed off of her, but instead Shannon, my Prima’s right hand, fed off of
her instead. She combusted right there and before I could explain myself,
Scarlett and Luna threw me under the bus and I was sentenced to die the same
way, but I ran off and I’ve been on the run ever since.” Hunter told her.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Why would you stoop so low and try
to kill coven mates? It makes me wonder what you would try to do if one of us
stepped out of line.” Jocelyn screamed.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“I wouldn’t do that to you guys.
You guys are my family. I’m your Prima for fucks sake. This isn’t what we need
right now. We need to stay low and off the radar. We need to avoid feeding for
a bit. If we don’t feed they can’t trick us into feeding off of a woman, and we
can survive.” Hunter explained.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“If we don’t feed, how are we going
to stay strong? We need our strength if we’re going to survive. I’m sorry but I
disagree. I know I’m new here but what you just said makes no sense. You want
us to just run away with our tail between our legs? I’m sorry but I don’t think
that’s the way. Look you guys can do what you want, but I’m going to go feed
and keep my strength up.” Danyelle said before storming out.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Hunter, I’m with you. We should
lay low. Look, I’m sorry I questioned you; it was just a shock to hear that. I
hope you forgive me. Honestly, I’m not sure where I’d be if you didn’t turn me.
<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I’m sticking with you and I’ll follow
your lead.” Jocelyn broke down.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Of course I forgive you. We’ve
been through so much together and we’ll make it through this too.” Hunter said.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Well I’m with Danyelle on this. We
need to be strong. We need to avenge Kim. I’m sorry Hunter, but I think Brianna
and I agree on this but we’re going to side with Danyelle. I’ve never been a
coward and I don’t intend on starting now.” Lexi said as she and Brianna left
the commissary.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">In a booth in the corner of the
commissary sat Scarlett, Luna, and two other women laughing at the situation that
just unfolded.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Good work ladies. It’s taken decades
but finally we’ll be able to avenge the death of Shannon.” said the woman sitting
next to Luna.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;">Back In the Office of the Reporter<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Wait what’s next?” I ask.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“Oh all in good time, honey. I’ve
got a few things to do but I’ll be back next week.” Danyelle explains.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">Danyelle then proceeded to get up
and walk over to the reporter. She looked into his eyes and started to kiss
him, feeding on his male essence. As she fed his hair grew down to his
shoulders and became a little lighter, his chest began to swell until he had a
pair of 36 C breasts, his waist came in a bit until it was about 25 inches
around, and his ass and hips grew and plumped out until they measured a nice
round 38 inches. She released her kiss, and said. “Don’t forget to start
wearing skirt suits and dresses to work now and you may want to stock up on
bras. It’s so unladylike to go around without one. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Also take better care of your hands and feet,
go get a nice mani-pedi and don’t forget to show off your new pink toes after
in some new peep toe with a decent heel, they’ll help showcase your great ass.
Pay no attention to what your coworkers say they’re just jealous of you.”<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">“OK mistress.” <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;">With that Danyelle walked out of
the door and left.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></p>Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-14704657316300101462021-04-11T10:55:00.001-04:002021-04-11T10:55:39.013-04:00Very long time no post<p> Well it's been a little over 4 years since I made a post on here. Things have been busy and I have some major updates. Most importantly, not only have I started my transition, I've started coming out to my very supportive friends. and mother. It's starting to get to the point where I can't hide the fact that I've grown breasts which makes me so happy. I've been taking various forms of feminizing herbs for a few years now and they work wonders. I finally settled on mainly taking and using the stuff put out by EnFemme in case you are wondering.. </p><p>In story news, I finished writing part 2 of Interview with a Fempire and am debating on adding pictures to it or just posting it as is. I hope to be more active on here again and write more stories seeing as I have a few rattling around in my brain that need a release including one with a woman who is a serial feminizer turning delivery men into her daughters and one where men are given a free shot while at a nightclub that changes their lives forever. I'll be posting part 2 of IWAF soon.</p><p>Love you all, for anyone still out there following me or new followers,<br />Davina💋</p>Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-61196128637284653412017-01-03T08:38:00.000-05:002017-01-03T08:38:25.861-05:00So I didn't do itI know my last post said that I was going to go for it and start to transition, however it's not easy trying to get the money needed to start. Which is why I've decided to start selling my stories on Amazon Kindle. I figure with the money I will make from there I can use it to help fund my girly stuff and maybe it will also help me to get back into writing. Since my last post things have not been the easiest for me. I graduated from college and was able to find a job, however they give me literally 0 hours for like the past 6 months now. My grandmother, whom I have been living with for many years now, is starting to decline in her mental health and her physical health isn't what it used to be with a bum hip joint now. Which is why I'm a little iffy about going out there on a big job hunt. Either way I'm still here and still wanting to transition, it just looks like the road to Danyelle has taken a long detour. Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-19076425321162562092015-10-20T09:11:00.000-04:002015-10-20T09:11:02.837-04:00I'm doing itAfter some consideration I've decided that it can't hurt to do a GoFundMe campaign to help me reach my goal of truly becoming Danyelle. I didn't put this part in there but if you help me out by making a donation, I'll give you some sort of reward that could include a part in my next story or maybe a rare caption. Just let me know, also I think this may even help me with getting back onto my stories. The link to my page is <a href="https://www.gofundme.com/jb6rcq6s">GoFundMe to get my jump start on hormones</a>. Thank you to anyone who has the good heart to help me out.Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-22908108152979346612015-10-19T14:06:00.000-04:002015-10-19T14:06:58.818-04:00I'm at the crossroads againOk so this past weekend I decided to go all out and be Danyelle the whole weekend. I even went out of my hotel in a killer dress for the first time and the next day was spent wearing a pair of leggings and a T shirt at Universal Studios. Now before this past weekend I was on the fence about going through with starting back on a hormone regimen but after this past weekend I think I'm leaning towards jumping back in and making the sacrifice. I found some herbal stuff that's supposed to be pretty good, and for a 12 month supply would only cost me about $360. Now I think what I may do, since my funds aren't that great, is possibly set up a crowd funding page to help me reach my goal, but I'm not sure about since I'm not that keen on asking for money. What do you guys think? Should I try to do it alone or ask for it?Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-50020774768206455712015-06-02T23:21:00.001-04:002015-06-02T23:21:22.340-04:00My Oh Crap MomentJust figured I'd share my experience today with whatever readers I have. I decided to go to the mall today and do some window shopping and try on a few outfits for fun. Before going I decided to get dressed sorta en femme. I put on a cool shirt that I got from Forever 21, I put on a pair of black Capri leggings underneath a pair of really short shorts. I even put on a pink bra and a tight Spanx cami. I was ready to go. Before heading out I had the idea of maybe putting on a little mascara and some lip gloss, but I wasn't able to find my purse that I stashed a while ago that has all my make up in it so I just said the hell with it.<br />
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When I got to the mall it was raining so I decided to put on my hoodie, which totally hid the whole top half of my outfit. My first stop was everyone's favorite store Victoria's Secret. I looked around in there hoping they had free samples of make-up that I could borrow but only found a $10-$15 tube of gloss so I decided not to get it.<br />
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My next stop was my favorite store in the mall, Torrid. I love this store because they have so many fashionable clothes for plus sized people and they are all very TG friendly. Well anyhow I was looking around for things to try on and had already filled up a dressing room with items, but honestly I can never have too many things to try on especially when they have such cute clothes, while I was checking out the clothes on one of the racks the one dressing room door opened and out came my friends' daughter, whose style I've always kinda liked, and her friends, one of which I've sorta had a thing for for a while.<br />
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I froze and I'm sure I turned pale white. I've spent years avoiding being caught to the point where if I ever saw someone that I recognized, even if they wouldn't recognize me, I would drop everything and bail. Now here I stood in a women's clothing store wearing girls shorts and leggings and I see them. They rush over and give me a hug and talk to me a little bit, which means they saw my outfit. They didn't make any fuss over it or me so after a while of hiding behind the rack I made a mad dash to the changing room hoping they didn't see me. After a while I heard them leave and decided to try on what was in the room with me.<br />
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As I came out, I talked to the very nice saleslady and she told me that they told her to let me know that they wouldn't say anything. Which honestly deep down I knew, but still it's the nightmare of anyone who is in the closet. Now my other side of my brain is wondering if it'll ever be brought up and possibly they'd want to do an outing or something, I doubt it but a girl can hope, right?<br />
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Kisses, Danyelle<br />
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<br />Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-46132493785968873242015-05-09T10:46:00.000-04:002015-05-09T10:46:31.169-04:00The return of the FempiresI just wanted to put some good news out there. I finally got back on track on part 2 of Interview with a Fempire. I plan on finishing it up this summer if not sooner.I'm really sorry for those of you who have been waiting, and are still here, but I'd been in a slump and had been in dire need of inspiration. So to those of you who have stuck in there, if any of you have, thank you.<br />
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Kisses,<br />
Danyelle<br />
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<br />Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-35220379307398390192015-02-25T16:06:00.003-05:002015-02-25T16:07:40.844-05:00Short Bio/update I've been dabbling in the TG field for a while. I still remember some of the first stories I read on Fiction mania way back in 01, Joe Six Pack's Cheep Rent and Denver's Tabor series, and since then I gradually went to caps as well. Back in 05 I published my first story on Fictionmania and since have written a total of eleven stories with more to come. I have even created worlds for these stories. I'll admit I have a problem with finishing some of them but in the end I have at least started them. Many in the TG Fiction community are picking up stakes and leaving Blogger for bigger and greener pastures that are a little less strict on their policies. I've given it some thought myself and have decided to stay here for now. I have always been good about trying to leave any sexually explicit content to words on the page and images in your minds, and now that Blogger has changed their policy I plan on double checking any further pictures that will appear in my stories. I hope that many of you will stick around and read my stories, both personal and fictional, as I work toward starting to be more active on this blog. Util next time.<br />
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Kisses<br />
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Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-32048687434716682802015-02-24T08:10:00.000-05:002015-02-24T08:10:03.660-05:00Another story less update :(Just a quick little update. Last night I received an email from Blogger stating that on March 23rd they are going to be taking blogs with images or video with "sexually explicit" nudity in them are going to be restricted so that only the authors and those that they share the blog with will be able to see them. After looking over my posts over the years I have come to the conclusion that my blog will be unaffected since any real depictions of sexually explicit nature are in the words of the stories and not in images.<br />
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Also as an update last night I actually went to school wearing nothing but female clothes so technically enfemme, but just no makeup. Right now school is kinda kicking my ass so my brain hasn't been able to get back to the 2nd part of the Fempire story but hopefully I'll be able to soon. At the very least I have a few details in my head as to how its going to go. After that I'll try to work on finishing some of my other stories.<br />
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Until next time,<br />
Kisses,<br />
Danyelle :xDanyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-1734769587360899022015-02-12T18:49:00.001-05:002015-02-12T18:49:35.509-05:00Sorry for my absence I just wanted to quickly say to anyone out there who still is paying attention to this blog that I'm sorry I stopped posting my stories. I honestly was away for so long because I stupidly thought that I could quit being Danyelle. I was desperately trying to get with a certain woman for quite sometime and knew that if anything happened that she could not know about Danyelle. I went as far as doing a sort of binge and purge, luckily this time I knew enough not to actually throw out my wardrobe. I have since come to the realization that she will never see as more than "her BFF". I am now realizing that in some shape or form Danyelle is here to stay. I don't know if I'll ever go forward and become the woman that I want to be, but for now I'm happily wearing the clothes out in public. I go to school wearing leggings and heeled boots, I even think that someday I may even sneak a top into the mix if I ever get brave enough or feel that I'm comfortable with how my body looks. That brings me to my second bit of news, I have joined a gym and for the past two days I've gone and worked out wearing my women's workout clothes and shoes. This is a big step for me since I've always enjoyed workout clothes and always dreamed of wearing them in public. I'm also seriously considering trying to shape my body into a little more of a womanly shape using exercise and strength training. I just have to find the right exercises to do it.<br />
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Like I said in my previous post I have started part two of the fempire series, unfortunately it hasn't progressed any since then, but I do plan on finishing it and then finishing off the trilogy.Right now I am juggling my classes and other stuff so it may be a while but I can guarantee that it will be done. I just hope that I still have people here to read my work then.<br />
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Until next time.<br />
Kisses from DanyelleDanyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-58541566440708851532014-05-05T07:54:00.000-04:002014-05-05T07:54:41.055-04:00I'm Back (Plus a preview of Interview with a Fempire 2)Hello all. First off let me just say I'm sorry to anyone still out there. It's been one hell of a whirlwind the past six months. I've been yo-yoing back and forth between trying to become a woman and still haven't decided if I should make the plunge into the estrogen ocean. It's a big choice to make and it will affect so many more people than just me. I have a close knit family and would not want to hurt them. I think this is why I'm so into the forced feminization, I figure that the only way for me to become happy is if I were like kidnapped or something and was forced to become a woman that way my family would have no choice but to accept it.<br />
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Anyhow enough about my struggles, you came to read my stories. Unfortunately I've been in the middle of a writer's slump for the past almost year, but over this last week I got hit with a boost of creative juice and have started the sequel to my Interview with a Fempire story. I'm currently 3 pages deep into it. This installment will show how Danyelle is progressing and will show the introduction of a new Randi.We also will get an update on our interviewer. I might even plant a few seeds for the third part. Now as promised, here is a preview of Interview with a Fempire 2:<br />
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Today I have another meeting with
Danyelle, my lead for the fempire story. Since my last meeting, I’ve taken her
up on her advice and stopped wearing pants and only wear leggings exclusively.
The only drawback to this is that leggings don’t really have pockets, so I’ve
had to start carrying a pocketbook around to hold my money and phone. I must
admit though they do feel amazing on my shaved legs and look good too. Many of
my coworkers have been teasing me about my decision to start wearing makeup,
but I think they’re just jealous that I look so good that some of my female
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As Danyelle walks in I offer her a
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“No thanks. By the way you look
great in those leggings, and I see you took my advice about the makeup because
that shadow really makes your eyes pop.” Danyelle responded.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh thank you so much. So many of
my male coworkers have been teasing me and calling me a sissy but I think
they’re just jealous.” I beamed.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh don’t worry about them, by the
time I’m done with you; you’ll have them eating out of your hand. Trust me
they’ll appreciate the new you in no time. In fact, I think from now on you
should start looking more professional when you come to work. Leggings are
great and all but you need to show off your legs better. From now on you should
start wearing skirt suits to work, just make sure you wear the correct bra size
when you do so that you can show those coworkers your amazing developing
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“So I’m interested in hearing more
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“Oh I thought you might be. So
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Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-42211223131702753422013-11-01T14:40:00.000-04:002013-11-01T14:40:02.550-04:00Yet another UpdateFirst off I just want to apologize to any readers I may still have left. I'm sorry that I haven't posted anymore of my Fempire story, but life has gotten me so busy I haven't had time to write down my ideas plus I'm still trying to determine a final model for Danyelle in this series. Right now I'm kinda torn between 3 different actresses: Kelli Gross, Lindsay Bushman, and Hunter King all three of them from my favorite soap The Young & the Restless. Kelli currently plays Courtney, Hunter currently plays Summer Newman/Abbot, and Lindsay is the actress that used to play Summer before being replaced after only 23 episodes. <br />
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Also another thing in my life is taking a turn. I never thought I'd do this but I'm trying really hard to go back to a male lifestyle by not wearing women's clothes anymore. My reason is the fact that I may have found a potential girlfriend and I don't want to scare her off. So for the first time in quite a while I have done a binge and purge of many of my clothes, however unlike times past I just put them into Space Bags and am putting them at the bottom of my closet. I figure with how strong I feel about these clothes I will be back into it, especially if this potential falls through and ends up being nothing. I will still be in the community and will be keeping my blog up and like I said will try to finish my stories if for nothing else to get them out of my head and into the ether to share with all of you.<br />
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TTFN<br />
Danyelle :XDanyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-37455400427630539742013-09-04T10:11:00.003-04:002013-09-04T10:11:27.924-04:00Madame Morgan explains Miley<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I just couldn't resist doing a cap about Miley Cyrus's VMA performance especially since in the past I talked about her being a former graduate of the F.E.M.A.L.E program. I'm not the best at making caps, which is why I do stories, but I hope you all like this one<br />
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I do plan on continuing the Fempire story I just need to find the time to write it out. I already started thinking it out in my head and have in mind the perfect guy to be Danyelle's first victim. I'm sorry that I don't post as often as I'd like but unlike so many others lately I don't plan on giving up this blog. I do plan on keeping my TG Blogs I follow feed up to date.<br />
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Not much else going on right now so hopefully the next time I post it will be part two of the Interview with a Fempire.<br />
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<br />Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-54792134904844206492013-07-02T01:29:00.001-04:002013-07-02T01:29:43.250-04:00Interview with a FempireBefore I post the story I want to ask you to let me know what you think. I want to know weather or not I should do the next chapters or not. I have some ideas as to where the story is going to go and hope to write them all down but I want to know if you are even interested in it so please leave me some comments.<div>
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“You’re more than welcome we at the Tampa Bay Times take all
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“Yeah, I know it may sound odd but trust me when I tell you
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“Okay class, remember we are to meet here tomorrow morning
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Dan started walking to his car when Bianca, the cutest girl
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“Hi there, Dan.” She said.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Dan, shocked that one of the most beautiful women in the
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“Well I was thinking of going home and …” Dan started to say
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“Taking you to the mall does sound like fun. Sure I’ll take
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Once they arrived at the mall Briana made a beeline for Cali Pro Nail.<o:p></o:p></div>
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She grabbed him and pulled him in saying in a pleading tone,
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“Well, I guess I’ll do it. I don’t want to disappoint you.”
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Briana looked over at his toes and gushed, “OMG! That color
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“My fingers?! I don’t want my nails painted! I’m a
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Briana got up from her chair and before Dan knew it Briana
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“So how do you like your mani-pedi so far?” Briana asked
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He brushed his now
shoulder length hair behind his ears and looked at his toes. “Oh wow pink is so
my color, but I was wondering instead of just plain pink on my toes could I get
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Briana giggled. “Sure thing.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
“Whoa hold on now. Don’t tell me that I paid all that money
for you to get your toes done and you’re not going to show them off.” <o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“I’m sorry. I don’t mean to upset you but I don’t have any
other shoes to wear.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
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She smiled and said, “Well then we’re just going to have to
get you some then. For now just keep those paper sandals on your feet. It’s a
good thing the best shoe store is right around the corner. “<o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
She takes him up the escalator and brings him into Rack Room
Shoes. Briana takes him over to the sandals. She looks him over and says “You
look like a size nine maybe.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Um aren’t we in the wrong section, and no I’m a size
seven.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<div class="MsoNormal">
She gives him a look of disappointment and says, “Just try
these, please.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
She hands him a coral pair of fabric sandals with a slight
wedge by Italian Shoemak.</div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8IHd6HayHO5pMdSQIUnC2JNiqLmGGgkjywr3OHWoIl83lPxkBFEQUuGlxC0UEnIlPLgKlXihHELh42aGY2pzqlgCpOHvdcd5MefVba3C0wyEpSxZjo7CdBVDI207SS8C3z3K4jkONkMY2/s1280/shoe2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8IHd6HayHO5pMdSQIUnC2JNiqLmGGgkjywr3OHWoIl83lPxkBFEQUuGlxC0UEnIlPLgKlXihHELh42aGY2pzqlgCpOHvdcd5MefVba3C0wyEpSxZjo7CdBVDI207SS8C3z3K4jkONkMY2/s200/shoe2.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First Sandal</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
He looks at the shoes and looks at her then decides to try
them on. <o:p></o:p></div>
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<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Those look pretty good on you and they really showcase your
toes, but let’s hold off on them for a sec and see if we can find something
better.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Briana looks at the rack some more and grabs a nude and
coral pair from Chinese Laundry with a two and a half inch wedge and hands them
to him. “Here try these.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
He looks at the shoes and says, “Look you’re very sexy and
all but I’m not all that comfortable putting these on. I’m a guy and guys don’t
wear these kinds of shoes.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYKmn3JIxyy3woyGR_n1rqEeqEGIIJjqViy44EJiUfAPvFJKqvFtVAtzO6_zYg3KEfAleEHgytv6q29RQ1qbL-d_MGgNt1yvbawVZRgEZFUJCxxUX45KQO8-q2Wc5vvrLz2EzPEsmviHTo/s1280/shoe3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="150" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYKmn3JIxyy3woyGR_n1rqEeqEGIIJjqViy44EJiUfAPvFJKqvFtVAtzO6_zYg3KEfAleEHgytv6q29RQ1qbL-d_MGgNt1yvbawVZRgEZFUJCxxUX45KQO8-q2Wc5vvrLz2EzPEsmviHTo/s200/shoe3.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Second Sandal</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="MsoNormal">
She walks over to him and gives him another deep passionate
kiss. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
After the kiss he looks at the shoes and puts them on. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Oh these are so wonderful looking on my feet and they
really showcase my toes. I think I want them.” He pauses a second and then
walks down the aisle a little bit swaying his newly shaped wide feminine hips
with every step of his shapely feminine legs and grabs pair of sandals with a
small platform and about a 3 inch cork heel with red and beige straps.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Now these are even better though.” He tries them on and
walks up and down the aisle with ease as if he’d been wearing heels for years.<o:p></o:p></div>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz4_jBNoBdNRmvLWxbQS9D6CTPZQ-gd-ZR4Afi5eulCrg1ENCdZEWSfkIgwniL49SucfCwTzOdMl7MOZOCAfo1BnyV7xB6YPhBizaFGYZlsUaktWA3bVKdpqoAp3q6YMeXk_Sd8ZRAvjXV/s400/shoe1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz4_jBNoBdNRmvLWxbQS9D6CTPZQ-gd-ZR4Afi5eulCrg1ENCdZEWSfkIgwniL49SucfCwTzOdMl7MOZOCAfo1BnyV7xB6YPhBizaFGYZlsUaktWA3bVKdpqoAp3q6YMeXk_Sd8ZRAvjXV/s200/shoe1.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Third Sandal</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
He sighs. “I don’t know Bri what should I get they’re all so
great?”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
She giggles and says, “I’ll tell you what, I’m feeling
generous so I’ll get you all three, but on three conditions.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“I’ll do anything Bri.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Ok well first you have to let me borrow them.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Duh of coarse my bestie can borrow them.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Briana smiled and said, “Two you’ve gotta wear the heels you
have on now for the rest of the day.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“No problem there. They show off my toes the best anyhow.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Three after this we’ve totally gotta get you some better
clothes to wear with them.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">“Ok
we can do that.”</span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Meanwhile</b></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Lexy, Kim, and Aksana are walking into the mall from Sears
when they spot Briana walking out of Rack Room Shoes with someone.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Isn’t that Briana? Who’s that she’s with?” Kim asks.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Lexi looks up and recognizes Dan from her Biology class. “Uh
that’s Dan from my bio class, but he didn’t look like that a few hours ago. His
hair was much shorter than that.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeZXy-DhGhtA70tQBRE20u6Or4ncuxVR4InqpaaJtgFp1TGTiWRUnS0aqEoI5GYeV5lKWCgxiT1IVdpsVnXsCO1tPoI_1_uGxx9aoEQWWfDCYwKoXNbwPqVa-ZvtoVnf6FZvzGLDOafe3S/s423/sears+scene.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="273" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeZXy-DhGhtA70tQBRE20u6Or4ncuxVR4InqpaaJtgFp1TGTiWRUnS0aqEoI5GYeV5lKWCgxiT1IVdpsVnXsCO1tPoI_1_uGxx9aoEQWWfDCYwKoXNbwPqVa-ZvtoVnf6FZvzGLDOafe3S/s320/sears+scene.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aksana, Kim, and Lexy (L-R)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Oh shit you’re right we have him in our History class. Look
at his legs and hips those are not a man’s hips and look he's wearing heels and
walking them with ease.” Aksana observed.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Crap if that’s the case we better call Hunter and tell her
what’s going on. She is not going to be pleased.” Kim said.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">
<b>Back to Dan and Brianna</b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;">
<b><br /></b></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Briana takes Dan and leads him into Fredrick’s of Hollywood.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Now the first part of getting you some new clothes is
making sure you have the right underwear.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Um ok then why are we in a lingerie store then? I’m a guy
what do I need a bra and panties for?”</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEvoDkRCDLc3xsntcN9GudUcOJTtvPt5FlJPtKzZEcQ6hSIRQylgpqhbSPlzDd1GaP8YzPNDNXmwNDyie0Z-05qrIc6LcQubvgqtD1BGgFdTo-1poY-GHMgazEIqg5Y58kzp8XM0Zl_AY-/s485/1277406809store_details_fredericksofhollywood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="140" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEvoDkRCDLc3xsntcN9GudUcOJTtvPt5FlJPtKzZEcQ6hSIRQylgpqhbSPlzDd1GaP8YzPNDNXmwNDyie0Z-05qrIc6LcQubvgqtD1BGgFdTo-1poY-GHMgazEIqg5Y58kzp8XM0Zl_AY-/s200/1277406809store_details_fredericksofhollywood.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fredrick's of Hollywood</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="MsoNormal">
She quickly gives him another deep passionate kiss.</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Well I
don’t why you keep calling yourself a guy after all what kind of guy would have
a pair of breasts that size trying to pop out of their shirt and as any
civilized girl will tell you it’s not polite to go running around with no bra
on I mean after all you can tell you’re kinda cold.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dan looked down and saw his new massive breasts hanging off
his body. He thought for a moment like something was wrong but quickly put the
thought aside.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Briana quickly grabbed an associate and asked her to measure
Dan. When she was done she said that he was a size 36D. So Briana grabbed a
cute magenta and black lace corset style bra and matching boyshort panties and
handed them to Dan for him to try on.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dan went into the dressing room and put on the bra and
panties with ease. When he Briana came in he asked, “Well what do you think?”<o:p></o:p></div>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE5nV9HVdHbHTqjTA1VBW4yu1M-_gO636sAXJgXlKTASGMqoXWGT9EnhrB5d0R8xsY8wOlMEOB6YinOK-ZWxyy1EcZaq3EtkQx_OEOhxbCITk8_spTZx-LGmzLzKp6T4t0PgKe9NIOqSe2/s376/Danielles+new+bra+and+panty.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiE5nV9HVdHbHTqjTA1VBW4yu1M-_gO636sAXJgXlKTASGMqoXWGT9EnhrB5d0R8xsY8wOlMEOB6YinOK-ZWxyy1EcZaq3EtkQx_OEOhxbCITk8_spTZx-LGmzLzKp6T4t0PgKe9NIOqSe2/s200/Danielles+new+bra+and+panty.png" width="146" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">New Bra and Panties Set</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“I think they look amazing on you. Now give me the tags so I
can pay for them and put your clothes back on.” She said, handing him a pair of
scissors from her purse.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dan cut the tags and gave her back the scissors along with
the tags.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Before putting his clothes back on he looked at himself in
the mirror. He looked amazing from the neck down but he still felt like
something wasn’t right, but once again he quickly put his clothes back on and
walked out of the dressing room feeling good about himself.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Ok now that you have the right underwear on let’s get you
some better clothes and a makeover too.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
After leaving Fredrick’s they go up the escalator and go
into Forever 21.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIdpzMBy3nc0hKIGCYxvulfTTqcj2OeqtrFRK_EU9fO19jalZU9E3xcw4M10hgcyGedAL0_V0ZBAZFRRsQR5cc18eZFY2wkFVXi27B3a5RR311fQqOEaA0EPDZlgfX3209KnICqLKgCPjW/s588/forever21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIdpzMBy3nc0hKIGCYxvulfTTqcj2OeqtrFRK_EU9fO19jalZU9E3xcw4M10hgcyGedAL0_V0ZBAZFRRsQR5cc18eZFY2wkFVXi27B3a5RR311fQqOEaA0EPDZlgfX3209KnICqLKgCPjW/s200/forever21.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Forever 21</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="MsoNormal">
As they walked in Dan looked puzzled. “Why are we in here? I
thought we were going to get me some clothes, but this is a women’s clothing
store.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Briana goes up to him and gives him another deep passionate
kiss.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dan’s face becomes more feminine to the point where he looks
like a college age girl, and down below the front of his pants became a little
flatter.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Wow I still can’t get over how great a kisser you are. Now
are we going to shop or what?” Dan say in a now feminine voice.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfSFtFcligPThoI1boWCIPbU8FpjTa6SHtQUF1nCD_Y8iRhTJEty4JRHHG8awGWF41wG3-n8-jkOLsMqoLaqdcJ_279LClr0ntajtl7rN3rAeYj0bxYQQb8RXUcYm-sDRNkrBou-yrrBmx/s621/danyelle+at+checkout.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfSFtFcligPThoI1boWCIPbU8FpjTa6SHtQUF1nCD_Y8iRhTJEty4JRHHG8awGWF41wG3-n8-jkOLsMqoLaqdcJ_279LClr0ntajtl7rN3rAeYj0bxYQQb8RXUcYm-sDRNkrBou-yrrBmx/s320/danyelle+at+checkout.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dan at the checkout</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Briana laughs, “Of course we are. Ooo what do you think of
these shorts. “<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Those are nice. They’ll show off my legs real good. I’ll
grab them to try them on. “<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“Hey Dani, check out this sexy dress.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“OMG! That is a sexy dress! I think I’ll try it too.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
After about an hour in the store, they have picked up four
pairs of leggings, ten new tops, three new skirts, six new dresses, and a new
pair of shorts. <o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
</div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Brianna and Dan walk out carrying their bags while Dan is
wearing her new leather like shorts that show off her long beautiful legs and a
black polka dotted bustier showing off her sexy midriff.<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; text-align: right;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyM3o8eZUkXYMvhywyUKtQY1j_CxOfZ5TkI4nFYZJOWK3JNVZg8vsoz6VqjUN0IWN-Z7JAU-u9xlNvUQ0zyaEcwQFe7fvwXJCAUcn47h9rCcmwMCGxHOzdM_3IDhHZ88LWaW6SQeLK4W_H/s744/red+robin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyM3o8eZUkXYMvhywyUKtQY1j_CxOfZ5TkI4nFYZJOWK3JNVZg8vsoz6VqjUN0IWN-Z7JAU-u9xlNvUQ0zyaEcwQFe7fvwXJCAUcn47h9rCcmwMCGxHOzdM_3IDhHZ88LWaW6SQeLK4W_H/s200/red+robin.jpg" width="200" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Red Robin</td></tr>
</tbody></table>
<div class="MsoNormal">
“I don’t know about you Dani but I’m kinda hungry what do
you say we head to Red Robin and grab some dinner.”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Dan giggles and says “Yum!”<o:p></o:p></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
<br /></div>
<div class="MsoNormal">
Brianna laughs.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Hi Dan. Say I see that you’ve done some shopping, tell you
what if you show us what you’ve got and Kim and I’ll help you take it to your
car. You see Brianna and Hunter need to have a private conversation.” Lexy
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“Ok sure. I hope I didn’t do anything to get you in trouble
Bri.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“No, Dan you were just an innocent victim here, but don’t
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“Ok then.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Once they are out of the restaurant Hunter says, “What the
hell are you doing? I thought I made it clear that we are not to convert anyone
for at least another six months. We have
plenty of Randis to get essence for you.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yeah but it’s nothing like the pure essence that you get
from a victim. Although I do gotta say that his was different.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Different how Brianna?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“The taste of it was slightly more of a sweet taste than a
musky one, almost tainted in a way.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Sweet? Ugh! Brianna do you know what this means?"<o:p></o:p></div>
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“It means that we can’t make him into a Randi. He was
already becoming female, you just supercharged the process. When you take the
male essence from someone who is transitioning you can’t give them the full
mind wipe to make them a brainless bimbo. They can only become one of us.”
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“You see Brianna this is why you consult me first. We’ve
gone decades without having to add a new member. Usually try to screen them and
watch them to see if they would even make a good meal let alone to see if they
would even make a decent fempire. Now we have to talk to her and convince her
to go through with the initiation to become a member of our coven, otherwise
who knows what troubles she may cause.”
Hunter said.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“So who’s going to finish her?” Jocelyn asked.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Well isn’t it obvious? Brianna started the process so that
means I’m going to have to finish it.” Hunter explained.<o:p></o:p></div>
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About five minutes later Dan, Lexy, and Kim come back.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Dan sees the serious looks on everyone’s faces and says, “Uh
is everything ok or should I come back?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“No everything is fine. Please sit we need to discuss some
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“Dan first of all can I ask you a personal question?” Hunter
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“Uh sure.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Ok. So have you been taking some form of hormones to try to
become a woman?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Dan blushes and stammers “Um uh … yeah.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“It’s ok you don’t need to be ashamed of it in fact right
now that’s a good thing. I know what I’m about to tell you might sound a little
crazy, but everything I’m about to tell you is true. You see the six of us are
a special form of vampire called a fempire. We are different because for one,
sunlight doesn’t bother us, and well you see we don’t feed on blood. We feed on
male essence. Essence is a part of your soul and it is either balanced more
toward the male scale or the feminine scale of things. It is what defines your
being and what makes your DNA that of a man or a woman. The more we take from him the more he becomes
a she in both body and mind. There are two classes of victims you’ve got the
Randis, which are our version of the vampire’s brides, they are turned into
mindless bimbos who care only to serve us and obtain more essence for us by any
means necessary however they do not take enough to change their victims. Then
on the other hand if we feel that the victims are truly worthy enough then we
invite them to become a fempire themselves. If they say yes then we put them
through the initiation. Once a fempire you are for the most part immortal. Any
questions so far?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Ok so let me get this straight. You’re telling me that the
six of you are all a subspecies of vampire and that Brianna here sucked my
maleness dry effectively feeding on me and changing me into a sexy beautiful
woman. Now I’m assuming that you are going to try to ask me if I want to become
a fempire just like you guys and join your coven. Am I right?” Dan asked.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Yeah that pretty much covers it. So then that begs the
question do you want in?” Hunter asked.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Are you serious? Yes!
I’d love to be a fempire this is so awesome. What do I have to do?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Well the first step is to seal you into your new body with
a little fempire essence. To seal your new body, you have to initiate a ‘kiss’
with a fempire different from the one who initiated the change. While doing
this ‘kiss’ you need to concentrate on drawing up the essence and taking some
of it. Just be careful not to take too much. Now then let’s work on that now.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Dan walks over to her and starts to kiss her, focusing on
her essence. After a while Dan gets lost in the moment and Hunter has to pull
away from her.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Sorry about that Hunter. I just got lost in the moment.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“It’s fine. So how do you feel now?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“I’ve never felt so alive.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Well that’s good to hear since from now till eternity you
will always have that young, sexy, rockin’ bod. As a fempire you are for all
intense and purposes immortal. About the only thing that could destroy you is
if you willingly fed on a female.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Ugh why would I want to do that?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Who knows, but it’s happened. Especially now a days with
all the women out there that are so unfem.”
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“Now that you are a fempire you have to pass the simple
initiation to join our coven. All’s you have to do is drain the essence from
two men, one the normal way and the other our more seedier way.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Ok well I assume that the normal way is how Brianna got me,
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They all chuckle and Hunter speaks up and says, “You see
there are two ways to get the essence, you can suck it through their mouth, or
you can suck it through their cock. We usually try to be civilized and mainly
do it through the mouth mainly because the change is much slower, but on
occasion we do enjoy sucking them dry to the point where their cock becomes a
clit. You will have to do both.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Ok that doesn’t sound too hard. Just one question though,
how do I make them into a Randi?”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh that’s the best part!” Lexy exclaimed “You simply look
into their eyes and use your mind warping powers to convince them of their new
task in life.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Wait we have mind warping powers? This is so cool! I think
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<b>Back to Reporter's Office</b></div>
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“Wow this is one hell of an interesting story you’re telling
me here Ms.? “<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Danyelle”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Danyelle? Wait are you saying that this all happened to
you? This does seem a little farfetched.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Oh yes it is my story, but this is only the beginning. I
still have plenty more where this came from, cutie.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Danyelle walks up to him and gives him a deep sensual kiss.<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Now then, you’ll just wait until I come back for more of
the story. Until then think about spicing up your wardrobe a little maybe
wearing leggings instead of pants and a little make-up. Oh and from now on you
will only wear panties and will keep your body completely shaved.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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“Ok sounds good to me.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Danyelle sits back down and says, “Well I’d better get going
I have a meeting to attend. I’ll be back to finish my story but in the meantime
think about why and how farfetched you think this story is and we’ll discuss it
then.”<o:p></o:p></div>
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Danyelle gets up and sexily walks out of his office laughing.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-2992735776454691622013-06-12T14:22:00.001-04:002013-06-12T14:22:23.379-04:00Tiny UpdateI just figured I'd give a little bit of an update on my new story. It is coming along quite well and is in fact close to being done. Right now the most difficult thing is finding the right pictures to use and trying to coordinate the fashions without seeing them up close and personal. I think that the key thing to this getting done so quickly is the fact that I'm setting this in a real world setting that I can easily just go to and maybe trace the footsteps of my characters. Either way look for the story to be posted in about a week or two.Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-46968662767071951392013-06-05T01:27:00.001-04:002013-06-05T01:27:53.389-04:00Update 6/5/13 and preview of Interview with a fempireFirst of I'm sorry it's been so long since my last update, but things have been rough. I stopped taking my hormones for a while mainly because I felt that I may have an opportunity at the one thing that has eluded me my whole life, a girlfriend. However things are not looking so good on that front as the woman I was chasing just started a relationship with someone. I am still keeping hope for that but until I get some school money I can't get any more of the herbal hormones.<br />
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The one thing about this setback with the woman is that it has kicked Danyelle back into gear. Seeing as I'm out of school until mid to late August I'm going to be able to have more time to work on my new Fempire story and possible series. So far I have typed out the part of the story that I jotted down some time ago, and now I just have to finish it and find some pictures to go with it.<br />
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To give you a little teaser I'll post what I have so far and just let me know what you think of it, oh and by the way sorry about the cheesy title but I figured it fit.<br />
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<i>“Thank you for meeting me.”, said the sexy woman.</i><br />
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<i>“You’re more than welcome we at the Tampa Bay Times take all potential stories seriously no matter how bizarre they sound.”, I told her.</i><br />
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<i>“Yeah, I know it may sound odd but trust me when I tell you that everything I’m about to tell you is true. I just want to get my message out there before it’s too late.” she said.</i><br />
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<i>“… Okay. Well then let’s hear your story”</i><br />
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<i>“Okay class, remember we are to meet here tomorrow morning
for our trip to Key Largo.”, said the professor as the class left.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Dan started walking to his car when Bianca, the cutest girl
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<i>“Hi there, Dan.” She said.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Dan, shocked that one of the most beautiful women in the
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“Hi, Bianca.”<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>“Well I was thinking of going home and …” Dan started to say
before Bianca interrupted him saying, “Home? You don’t really want to go home
do you? Why not take me to the mall?”<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>“Taking you to the mall does sound like fun. Sure I’ll take
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<i>On the way to the mall they talked about various things
ranging from relationship status, they were both single and looking, to music.
Once they arrived at the mall Briana made a beeline for the nail salon.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>“Come on let’s get a mani-pedi together it’ll be fun.”
Briana said.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Dan hesitated, saying “Well I don’t know.”<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>She grabbed him and pulled him in saying in a pleading tone,
“Oh come on you know you want to. I promise you’ll love the end result, plus I’ll
make it worth your while. Besides I’m paying for it.”<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>“Well, I guess I’ll do it. I don’t want to disappoint you.”
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<i>Briana giggled and walked up to the counter and told them
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<i>After his hands and feet were scrubbed the tech brought out
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<i>Briana looked over at his toes and gushed, “OMG! That color
looks so good on you. I can’t wait till she does your fingers.”<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>“My fingers?! I don’t want my nails painted! I’m a guy.” He protested.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>Briana got up from her chair and before Dan knew it Briana
was kissing him. This kiss was so deep and passionate that it was the most
amazing kiss he ever experienced in his life. He felt like a weight had been
lifted off him. When she finished she looked down at him and smiled.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i>“So how do you like your mani-pedi so far?” Briana asked Dan.<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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<i> He brushed his now shoulder
length hair behind his ears and looked at his toes. “Oh wow pink is so my
color, but I was wondering instead of just plain pink on my fingers could I get
a design, Bri?”<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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So there is what I have so far and I promise you there is much more to come once I get it out of my brain and onto paper. Let me know what you think.Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-19719854138177638882013-02-19T10:25:00.000-05:002013-02-19T10:25:00.360-05:00Quick update 2/19/2013First and foremost let me apologize to all of my readers. I have been so busy with school that I've not had much time to write. I started on my new story, that could end up as a full on separate universe from my Madame Morgan series, that I will be working on called Interview with a Fempire. Sometime soon I will post what I've written so far as a teaser.<br />
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As far as my transition is going, I'm still taking the herbal hormone pills, which you can buy here <a href="http://store.myevanesce.com/">http://store.myevanesce.com/</a> , and they are working wonders on me. My body is changing to the point where I can tell I have breasts I my have a feminine ass as well but until I loose some weight I won't know for sure. The thing that's really getting me is the mental changes. Before I never really cared about shoes or accessories but now I've got a good start on my shoes and cute boots and I'm starting to buy jewelry as well. I think it's also starting to make me more confident in wearing women's clothes in public as well since I've started to wear leggings to school now with boots. Well I'd love to post more but I have to get going to class. I'll try to post more often even if it's not posting stories just to keep all of you updated.<br />
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Love you all,<br />
Danyelle Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-66361317328032795902012-10-15T23:24:00.000-04:002012-10-15T23:24:37.787-04:00Sorry for the lack of updatesI know it's been quite some time since my last post, but unfortunately real life has been getting in my way. I go to school 4 days a week and between homework and other family stuff haven't had much time for writing, but I have started the ground work for my latest story that I'm tentatively calling "Interview With A Fempire". This is my first story not in the Madame Morgan Universe. It deals with Fempires and their assimilation into a collage. I'm not sure if there is a traditional way for the fempire to feed and sire new victims, but these ones will not be doing it the traditional vampire way of a bite on the neck, to find out how you'll unfortunately have to wait til I post it. After I finish and post this story I will start working on Part 4 of Madame Morgan Chloe which, thanks to my currently running story on Rachel's Haven, I have the concept down pretty well. <br />
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Also I have restarted on my feminizing herbal hormones again especially since I already have started some breast growth. I'm currently working on trying to loose weight so that I can fit into so many better looking clothes and have more options when shopping. I'm just happy that I found Torrid because they have nice fashionable clothes and their size 0 is the equivalent of a Large or normal size 12 and the best part is that the women in the store a very TG friendly. They have even helped me decide if a dress looked good on me or not. So I highly endorse them if you are a plus size like I am.Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-14203346584080104812012-09-11T20:35:00.002-04:002012-09-11T20:35:47.499-04:00Update and new short story conceptFirst off I just want to say that I'm sorry I haven't updated more but between school, family, my running story on Rachel's Haven and life in general I've been super busy and haven't had a chance to even start writing the next part of Madame Morgan: Chloe. However on a side note I've just started working on a short story that I'll try posting soon. Unfortunately this story is not in the Madame Morgan Universe. It does however include a concept I've seen used before, fempires. Although they are more like succubi as the draw the masculinity away from their victims by kissing them. I have to develop this story soon and to see if you like it.<br />
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Also I plan on starting back on my herbal feminizing supplements soon. I figure they already started to do their work on me since I already have the beginning of curves so I might as well finish the job and go all the way. My next thing is to loose some weight for it to really show up and to be able to fit into so many more cute clothes.<br />
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Well I figured I'd give all of you an update to let you know I'm still here and while I'm not as active as I'd like to be I'm working on stuff. Thank you for reading my stories and like always feel free to check out my F.E.M.A.L.E. Story in Rachel's Haven and if you're up to it join in. Who knows your character could end up in my story on this blog.Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-92090148075086727672012-05-31T14:47:00.004-04:002012-05-31T14:47:36.560-04:00Chloe Part 2 on Fictionmania & moreI am happy to announce that I just submitted my Madame Morgan Chloe Part 2 story to Fictionmania and hopefully it should be on their site soon. It seems that the FEMALE RP on Rachel's Haven is going pretty good and I just want to say that I always welcome new role-players to it. Just because a majority of the players have started their transformations doesn't mean you can't jump right in and start up a new character.<br />
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It may be a little while before I start writing part 4 of the story, but it will include a few of my NPCs from the Rachel's Haven RP, and part 5 is sure to have some of the people that Conner has interacted with in the RP like Charles, Steven, and John so that should be interesting for readers of both. I also plan on writing a sort of one shot story on Madame Morgan herself and how she became obsessed with changing men into women way back in the time of Merlin when she went by the name of Morgana, although as a small hint of a spoiler for that story I'll just say that one of my favorite Fictionmania stories is the Tabor series by Denver. Gleam from that what you will.Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-80728308763226311282012-05-16T00:19:00.000-04:002012-05-16T00:25:27.447-04:00Madame Morgan Chloe: A Peach Girl Story Part 3<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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As the elevator doors open Conner and Ms. Fey step out and
start walking down the hall. The hall is very reminiscent of a college dorm
with rooms on each side of the hall. Along the tour Conner saw various other
people all wearing various colors of the same outfit that he was currently
winning. As they passed them many of them were thanking Ms. Fey for their new
life. Conner notices that it’s mainly guys here even though many of the
companies could easily be considered as to catering for women and even teen
girls. He does notice a few women here and there though, and oddly enough a few
men who look like they could easily pass as women themselves.<br />
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“I’ve noticed that there seems to be a lot of guys up here
and not that many women. I could understand there were no women because you
probably wouldn’t want it to get weird up here but there’s enough here to be
considered co-ed. I know that a lot of the companies you listed cater to a lot
of women, so where are they?” Conner asked.</div>
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“Well you see Conner for some reason it seems that the women
advance much quicker. The 3<sup>rd</sup> floor is full of them. I’m sure you’ll
see that for yourself when you advance on to the second floor.”<br />
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</w:wrap></v:imagedata></v:shape>As they walk they come upon a room that looks like it could be a
restaurant. Oddly enough even though it’s on the interior of the building where
there should be no windows, it has a wall of windows.<br />
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snacks. All you do is input your last name and member number into the keypad of
the food dispenser and it will dispense your food for your new dietary
restrictions we have made to help you get into the proper body shape that you
need to be for your new career. So, do you have any questions?”<br />
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“Um yeah, how is it that there are windows in here when this
is an inside room?” Conner asked.<br />
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Ms. Fey chuckles a little then says, “I always get asked
that question. You see in reality those are not windows, they are HD monitors
showing a camera feed from my estate in England. I figure that it is such a
beautiful landscape that it would be a great scene for you guys to look at and
enjoy while you eat.”<br />
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“I guess that does make sense, and it is quite a
breathtaking sight. It’s much better than looking at plain walls.” Conner said.<br />
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I’m sure you’ll be spending quite a bit of time up here while you get used to
your new regimen and get used to the changes that you’re going to be going
through.” Ms. Fey says as she starts to
walk away.<br />
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After a little while they come upon a room with some
couches, a bar, a billiards table, a ping pong table, and some board games.<br />
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“This is the social room, here we have quite a few things to
help you pass away the time. The fridge behind the bar is stocked full with our
two drinks, peach and banana, however we have found that those that have drank
the peach drink can’t stand the taste of the banana drink and vice versa so you
are best off sticking to the peach drink, which is why we have set up a system
similar to the one in the cafeteria where you input your name and it gives you
your drink.”<br />
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“That sounds pretty reasonable. I mean I’m sure that you
wouldn’t want to waste any of the drinks on people if they aren’t going to
drink them. You seem to have thought everything out here. I’m really going to
enjoy it here. I’m looking forward to this.”<br />
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If you follow me over by the pool table you will see our small game room. Here
you can play all kinds of games. The X-men game seems to be our most popular
one. Although I've heard them say that there is a glitch in the beta test game
that is in it along with the classic, but people seem to embrace it. So any
questions so far?” Ms. Fey asserts.</div>
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“No, none that I can think of, this all seems pretty cut and
dry.”</div>
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“Good then let us move on to the end of our tour, your
apartment.”</div>
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Ms Fey leads Conner out of the social room and down the hall
a ways past many doors with someone’s first initial, last name, and career they
are going for followed by some numbers.</div>
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“Ms. Fey if you don’t mind me asking, what is the deal with
the numbers on everyone’s doors?” Conner asked.</div>
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“Those are your member numbers. When you go to get food or
drinks from the machines you need to input your own member number.” Ms. Fey
explained.</div>
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Finally they reached Conner’s room.</div>
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“Here you go. We are now at the end of our tour. As you can
see, you have a luxurious, comfortable bed.” </div>
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Conner goes to sit on the bed and it is the most comfortable
bed he had ever laid on. </div>
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“Wow this is amazing!! I really think I’m going to like it
here.” Conner exclaims as he notices some speakers in the ceiling. “What are
those for?”</div>
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“Well we have found that the most efficient way for people
to relax is to listen to songs that we feel they may enjoy while they sleep at
night. So we pump the music in through the speakers.” Ms Fey explained.<br />
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“Oh that does seem pretty cool I like the idea.” Conner said
getting off of the bed.<br />
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“Well if you think that the bed is great then you’ll truly
enjoy the bathroom.” she said.<br />
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Conner walked into the bathroom and was awestruck at the
sheer beauty of it.<br />
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</w:wrap></v:imagedata></v:shape> “The shower is a fully
functional steam shower with multiple heads.” Ms Fey explained. <br />
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</w:wrap></v:imagedata></v:shape>“Holy cow this is amazing! I’ve never seen a bathroom like this. You
really go all out for us. I am just so impressed with everything I’ve seen.
This is so much better than my old life. I was so broke and yet I was working
two jobs. My usual dinner was a package of Ramen Noodles unless it was payday
then I would treat myself to the Golden Corral and pig out on the all you can
eat buffet. My bed consisted of a thin mattress on top of a broken airbed. Now
I’m going to be living in the lap of luxury. I am really grateful for all of
this. In fact if all I have to do is wear this uniform to have all of this then
I’m more than happy to wear it.” he gushed.<br />
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“It’s funny you should mention the uniform because the last
thing I have to show you is your closet.” she said leaving the bathroom. <br />
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Conner followed her
and saw her pointing to the closet. It had three full uniforms a shiny blue one
like he was currently wearing, a light blue one with purple underwear and a red
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“You have been issued three uniforms all I ask is that you
change uniforms every day and put on a different one. At the end of the day
when you change into your new one just leave it on your bed and our staff will
take care of the cleaning of it. So do you have any final questions?” Ms. Fey
explained.<br />
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Conner thought about it for a moment. “Nope I think you’ve
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“Well then I’ll leave you to get settled into your new life.
I just know you are going to love everything about your new life.”</div>Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-74149098722021399432012-05-15T23:18:00.003-04:002012-05-15T23:18:39.195-04:00Update 5/15/2012I know it's been quite a while since my last post but between school and a job that ended up falling through. I plan on finishing Part 3 of my Chloe story later on tonight and posting it soon after. Now for some bad news.<br />
<a name='more'></a> I have stopped taking my herbal hormone supplements. They we working great and I have gained breasts from them, but unfortunately I became aware of two things, as much as I thought I was ready for this step I am far from it maybe if I had someone to help me and guide me along the way and help with my insecurities it may have been different but I don't have anyone like that, and the other thing is simply that with only a limited amount of funds I really couldn't afford them. I am still happy and might try them again in a few years when I have a proper amount of steady income. I hope that I can get part 4 of my story started and finished sooner than it took me to do part 3 but unfortunately I have no guarantee. I am still running an RP on Rachel's Haven based on my Madame Morgan Universe but more specifically the FEMALE part of it and am always up for new players. So for now I'll be going back to the story so I can post it for you all.Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-38621573882501608352012-02-28T00:53:00.000-05:002012-02-28T00:53:40.707-05:00Update 2/28/12Sorry it's been a while, but I've been pretty busy between school, work, running an rp on Rachel's Haven that is in the FEMALE part of the universe, and family life; but between a lag in work, and lack of school work plus spring break coming up I should have part 3 of Conner's story up within the week.<br />
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<a name='more'></a>The RP is going along great and everyone is on the second day there which means soon the characters will start changing, plus I just added Conner to the story along with three others that I will include in my stories on here. I may also include Conner's interactions with the players into my future stories. I feel this rp is truly helping me with the story and the characters in it are great. As with some rps I think I might have lost a few but I hope not because each and every one of the characters is great and has a great career ahead of them.<br />
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I want to thank everyone who voted in the poll to help me determine the type of career track a professional dancer would be on. Like I said I was unsure but Banana won out so that is what it will be. I have a new poll up now with another question. Granted it will be in the future, at the very least after Madame Morgan Chloe, but Would you as my readers be interested in a sort of Origin story of Madame Morgan and how she discovered her potions and made the money to start her businesses. Keep in mind there may not be that much transgender things going on in the story, a few guys getting changed her and there as she experiments with the potions, but it will be mostly about her and her rise after her defeat from Merlin and Arthur.<br />
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Also I'm proud to announce that I am going 5 whole months on my herbal hormones and am loving the results, although I swear they are starting to affect my mind a little too now as I'm noticing more and more things I like including shoes. I never really cared all that much for shoes but lately I've been going crazy over them and even bought a few pairs and some cute boots.Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7226470728749466497.post-7610920965011585332012-02-01T23:24:00.000-05:002012-02-01T23:24:01.223-05:00Update 2/1/12I just figured I'd give you guys an update on everything going on. First off, and most importantly, I have started working on Chloe Part3 and hope to be able to post it soon.<br />
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Secondly I started a FEMALE rp in Rachel's Haven and wow has it taken off. Feel free to join in on it as I hope to keep it going for a while. In it I have already included past Madame Morgan characters Danyelle and Nicole from my very first story and given them an update along with new looks.<br />
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<a name='more'></a> In the rp I even have something I never thought would happen before, but the character was just begging for it to happen. I have a future girl who not only has drank the banana potion and will be a banana girl, but seeing as he was obviously trying to cheat on his wife he was treated to a Strawberry Diquiri (aka Strawberry potion) at Legend, which now also has a visual representation, with a special cherry on top. So we have ourselves our very first mix girl now which ought to be very interesting. I also have posted the FEMALE stages of change there. Please go ahead and check it out.<br />
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Third I came up with yet another career path to be chosen but I'm not sure as to weather it would be achieved via a peach drink or a banana drink. The career path is a professional dancer kinda like you would see in a music video but not limited to that, after all the have a whole reality show based upon that kind of professional dancing. Now the dilemma is this for that job you do need to be kinda glamorous looking (peach), but it is a very athletic job (banana). Which is why I'm going to ask you guys for your opinion. Should professional dancer be for a peach drink or a banana drink?Danyelle TS in FLhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07062431730585289103noreply@blogger.com1