When Andrew entered the barber shop, the first thought that crossed his mind was : “This ain’t no hair salon.” To say the place was dingy was an overstatement, but being accustomed with bright lights, airy spaces and waltzing coiffeurs, this was several notches below his high standard in hair dressing. Unfortunately for Andrew, his usual hair stylist was sick with the flu and he couldn’t get an appointment before the next day. And he needed a haircut now. A friend of his had arranged a blind date, saying the guy was a gift from heaven and Andrew wanted to look his best.
It had been a tough year. After graduation, I had taken a job here in town, with the hope that I could keep on living the college life. Unfortunately, it hadn’t occurred to me that once most of my fraternity brothers left to build their lives elsewhere, the appeal of living in a college town would fade quickly. Now my job wasn’t going well either, and I was depressed and bored. As I stood at the mirror, I couldn’t help but sigh. Talk about Joe Average. Sandy brown hair, thin, not much of an upper body. Something’s gotta change, I thought to myself. I went to check the morning mail. In amongst the junk was a small flat square envelope. There was no return address. Inside was just an unmarked CD.
The story begins two weeks before Christmas. Dan Shaw is working late running his finance business in the heart of London. Dan has worked hard to establish his growing empire but he has been ruthless in his dealings, never one to do a favour to anyone unless he perceives a return worth his while…
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Al Faces Physics
Al is a high school senior who loves to party and just about nothing else. All he ever does is party. School started in September for him, and he promised his mom that he would not go to any party until his schoolwork was done. Obviously, he broke this promise on the second day when he went to a back-to-school party hosted by him and the rest of the football team. He was the star quarterback for his high school’s team and they never lost a game. As the months went by, his parents noticed that his grades hadn’t been remotely better than they were his junior year; in fact, they got worse. His junior year, Al rocked a C+ average in just about every one of his classes, except band in which he got an A. If you don’t get an A in his band class, you might as well move on to better things. This year, he started with a C+ average and, most likely due to senioritis, he had barely passed all of his classes, except for physics in which he was failing.
The Online Revenge
The online revenge
(The following is my first attempt at writing a story so any comments would be very much appreciated. The main focus of the story is weight gain, age progression and baldness. Thank you - voodooweaver)
Will was putting the finishing touches on the website he was designing. The client had placed the order since a month ago and it had kept Will quite busy throughout that time. He felt a sense of pride as he gave one final surveying look at his work before sending the confirmation email to the client stating that the project was complete.
As he clicked the send button, he lay back in his chair and placed his arms behind his head.
Hammer Time for Jeff(rim)
XXX to Dwarf (Fantasy)
Thinking of Lord of the Rings, Dungeons and Dragons, and World of Warcraft, and wanting to be adventurous and see what the Chronivac [click for info] would make him, Jeff decided to go on with the current options, changing his location to a medieval-themed fantasy world and making him into a random denizen of that world. Jeff clicked on the “Continue” button. At first he thought that nothing happened, but them he felt a whoosh of air from his left and turned to see that the left wall of his room was gone, and the other walls were disappearing one by one, along with his bed, posters, bookshelves, and everything else except for the desk and computer.
Altered Fate: Nonconformist No More!
Gabe hurried into the coffee shop and rushed behind the counter.
“I know, I know, I’m late,” he said, throwing his messenger bag in the cubby as a whiff of sweat rushed over him. “Man, I should have brought a change of clothes.” Gabe’s poncho stunk which made sense, considering it hadn’t been washed in weeks.
“Like I care?” asked Larry, Gabe’s manager as he flipped through a skateboarding magazine. “We’re not swamped or nothing.” Gabe loved his job at the Roasted Bean. The people here were as relaxed as he was. And, for someone with a degree in ethnomusicology, he was happy to have a job at all.
The Titan Brothers
The man who walked into the barber shop was of medium build, height and non-descriptive looks. His suit was expensive but slightly old and rumpled. The wedding ring on his finger explained the bags under his brown eyes as much as the graying hair and the big sliver ‘people carrier’ BMW he had pulled up in. He didn’t shuffle into the shop but smoothed his black tie down and walked confidently up to the barber like the experienced salesman he was.
by: E.S. Morwood
This story isn’t about an inanimate TF but it DOES contain one: XXX to Cigar. As such, if such material doesn’t suit your tastes, then DO NOT READ THIS.
I was surfing the web one night looking for cigar related sites. I don’t smoke but I have a cigar fetish. I love the smell of a cigar and the look of a man whose smoking a cigar. Anyway, I stumbled across a site that wasn’t very well designed but it did have some pictures of bearded men smoking. After going through the typical “Must be over 18 years of age” warning, I entered into the site.