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Privately he felt that the world would be

  • Privately he felt that the world would be much better off if humanity were a race of androgynous, hermaphroditic, caramel-skinned dwarves, but publicly, he held fast to the ideal
  • of a sparkly glove, greased hair and the moonwalk.
  • Neither of which would seem to turn her head from the perils that were about to begin.
  • She bathed in the river and cut off her long hair with a knife. She dressed in a linen mantel and woollen padded shirt and leggings. Her chain mail hung to her knees. She was ready
  • but nervous. If they found out she was a girl she'd likely wish for death's release before the ordeal was through. Still, she'd come this far, there was no turning back. Her sword
  • slapped against her hip, reminding her that she needed to assume a more masculine swagger so the enemy would not suspect. The testosterone injections helped regulate her voice & ha
  • iry nipples. It wasn't long before she would be tested at the gay pride parade. Her parade costume was a tight fitting red patent leather body suit with
  • Spackled patches of paint. It was not comfortable at all. The crowd in Boystown was growing so fast that she fainted. The paramedics arrived and asked her why she agreed to wear it
  • and she answered simply, "I thought they were shoes".
  • "You thought those were shoes? Woman! Do you have any understanding of what you have done? The fate of the world was in your hands and you destroyed it! We are doomed!

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