Twidyke: An Erotic Parody

By Winter Lynx

The popular series of books is reimagined as a lesbian love story, with considerably more highly explicit sex and humor.

After her mother runs off with a lover, Belle moves to the strangely-named town of Fucks, Ohio to live with her dad. She receives a particularly enthusiastic welcome at her new school, and afterwards meets the alluring and mysterious Elena.

While the pale young woman at first finds her repulsive, they soon become friends, and then more.

Warning: This story contains an explicit lesbian moresome, as well as graphic lesbian sex involving vampires, werewolves, and humans.

Originally published as two separate parts, this edition includes the third previously unpublished story, completing the trilogy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Winter Lynx
• Release date: Jun 25, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005063269

Winter Lynx

Winter is a lesbian living in the US who gets entirely too little action, resulting in lots and lots of fantasies that get turned into short stories to be shared here.

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Twidyke: An Erotic Parody

By Winter Lynx

Copyright © 2021 Winter Lynx

Cover Photo Copyright © Subbotina

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The day of my eighteenth birthday my mom decided to run off with her lover after telling me I was old enough to legally take care of myself. Seeing as I was still a high school student and wholly dependent on her, this left me with little choice but to move in with my dad, who I hadn't seen in years. I tried not to be too bitter about the abandonment.

I rode the bus from my old home in Arizona to the little town of Fucks, Ohio. I spent most of the ride there wondering how the quaint old town my dad lived in had acquired such an obscene name. I figured fuck had probably meant something else back in the day, much like gay.

I could practically see the weather change from bright and sunny to overcast as we arrived at Fucks. It was like we had crossed an invisible barrier, and on this side my mood was reflected in the gray skies. At least I might fit in here with my deathly pale skin, I thought.

I totally didn’t recognize my dad when I saw him. The old and withered bearded man looked nothing like the young, handsome father I remembered from my childhood. The ancient specimen in front of me had to be at least forty, maybe fifty years old. Then and there I decided to only call him by his given name, Chuck, as I could no longer think of him as my father.

So uh, when did you grow a beard, Chuck? I asked, attempting small talk as he drove to my new home.

It’s just a five o’clock shadow, Belle. I haven’t had time to shave.

Oh. And I guess those wrinkles will disappear when you wash your face too, right? I joked. They unfortunately looked too deep to ever fade.

He sighed. No. It’s been pretty stressful at work lately. I guess it’s showing on my face.

That was odd. Seeing as he was a police officer in a small town, I would have guessed stress was the last thing Chuck would suffer from. I supposed I would hear about it later.

I called the Browns when I found out you were coming. They said they’d be over to welcome you back.

Oh, cool.

I vaguely remembered having neighbors with that last name when my parents were still together. As I tried to recall just who they were we arrived, and the face and name of a cute little girl I used to play with came to my mind.

A beat-up old truck—like a twin to the one I was currently in—was parked in front of the house. I doubted Chuck had two vehicles, considering his salary, so the Browns must have gotten there before us. I got out of the truck and looked around.

Jackie! I cried when I spotted her coming out of the house. I ran up and enveloped the muscular young woman in my comparatively small, puny arms.

Belle, she replied, squeezing me back tightly. It's been a while.

Ages, I agreed, pulling back to look at her.

When I had left the small town of Fucks Jackie had been a pretty but scrawny ten-year-old just like me. At eighteen her body had developed into that of a mature woman's. Her breasts were a little smaller than mine, I noted, but her supermodel-like looks more than made up for that. Her Native American history was immediately evident in her warm brown skin and black hair, both of which shone with health. And she had definitely been working out. Her body held a subtle, toned appearance without the overly huge muscles the men in her tribe seemed to strive for. I squeezed her firm forearm affectionately.

You look good, I said, suddenly feeling shy.

So do you.

Her eyes mirrored my happiness, and we stood there silently for a long moment, just taking in each other’s appearance. A small cough interrupted our reunion. I looked past Jackie to see a man I recognized as her father, Bob Brown. Bob had been like an uncle to me as a child. He was leaning heavily on a cane, and his once jet-black hair was now streaked with gray, making him look much older than even my own father.

Belle, you’ve grown so big, he said with a smile.

Belle, you remember Bob, Chuck spoke up, walking up beside him. You did break that leg of his with one of your little pranks when you were living here.

Never been the same, Bob lamented with a sad nod, gesturing to his cane.

It seemed I had blocked that memory. In any case, I had no wish to regain it, so I just smiled and nodded, making sure my mind was as blank as possible while they continued talking. A moment later the men went inside, leaving Jackie and I alone to talk.

They’re just messing with you, she said, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder.

Right, I muttered, trying to look like I had suspected that was the case. Well, I’ll see you at school I guess. I need to get unpacked.

Unfortunately, we go to different schools.

Huh? I blinked. I hadn’t even thought that might be the case. As far as I knew, there was only one high school in Fucks.

I go to a private school out of town, she explained, smiling sadly.

Oh, really. I sighed. Of course I would have to face my first day in my new school knowing absolutely no one. I cursed Jackie's brains and good study habits. Hopefully I would be able to make some friends without too