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There is a time where a stable family dynamic allows for a healthy relationship, no matter how it works. For single fathers and mothers, one must take incredible steps to raise their child so that they could become a better person in life. That is something that Maya learnt a lot, an experience a 36-year old single mother like her would attest to as she took on another Panadol before stepping out the room. The Monday sun shines onto her room where she shielded her eyes from the light. She sighed. It has become a very monotonous life, living for almost 10 years without a partner whilst also raising a child on her own. With all the stress and burden she has to carry, she continued on forward, hoping that her child would be able to live a happy life. Except………… “MOM, WHERE’S THE BREAKFAST?!” A loud voice is heard echoing down the hallway. At the kitchen, her single child, Lucas, is waiting impatiently at the dining table. She looked at him, in terror, as she realised that her son

(Goth Natsuki TF/MC) -------- Notice! This story features FtF transformation, gothification, hypnosis, digitization, mentions of flattening, and the best Doki. You can fight me on that one. -------- “So tell me why you needed me again?” “I need you to help with my… dilemma.” Petra, a nerdy young adult girl was talking to her friend, the toony pinkette Cereza, or just Cherry. The toon felt depressed at the moment, she didn't feel motivated to do anything really. So she figured that Petra could help her out. Now, Petra was no actual therapist but she does tend to support her close friends when they need it, yet a mere depressive episode was tough for her. Yet for someone else, they had the perfect solution for the toon's conundrum. A small voice in the back of Petra's mind, that voice knew exactly what to do. She was hesitant at first, but ultimately decided to “Perhaps I'll let her take the wheel.” Petra said as she looked at a small coin with a rose on it that was tied to a

Amy was a small, cutesy girl. She wore her blonde hair long, nearly down to her waist and she prefered to keep it down for the most part, only wearing a small ponytail to the side. The ribbon used for the ponytail was blue, matching her eyes. Amy wore other various accessories. Kitty hairpins, bracelets of all shapes, colors and sizes. She dressed in skirts and long white socks. Blouses, sweaters and sometimes denim pants. Amy had it all figured out. Her eyes were big and lovely, blue as well. Blue like the sunny summer sky with no cloud in sight, her favorite type of days. She had a nose like a button and fair complexion. Yes, that was Amy. A short, cute high school girl in her second year. Even though she a bit of trouble speaking, her petite looks and girly fashion sense made her quite popular. Except maybe around certain boys, because her chest wasn't really... there. It was a source of bit of an envy towards other girls. Indeed, despite having few worries, Amy was a pure ball