Female Inflation

Help me out of here!! 2

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Average: 4.5 (2 votes)

Break In, The

Melody, called Mel for typing purposes, was a lovely girl. She was in the 12th grade, ha some good friends, and was never looking for trouble. She had long black hair, green eyes, and a paler complexion. Her body was one of the more desirable ones in school. Puberty had been kind to her with a smaller waist, larger breasts, and a nice rear bumper. She was dating a guy named Jacob, who isn't important to us. Now Mel had a slight problem: she was a kleptomaniac. She was always stealing things, and she accepted it. She honed it into a craft and gained control somewhat.

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Average: 1.9 (7 votes)

Big Gas

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"Okay, heisters, we've got a lead on the scientist.  She's working on a private island a mile off shore - guess those research grants can get you some cushy labs.  You're heading in by boat; once you're there, find the scientist and her little project and bring them back here in one piece.  I've got an idea for lifting them off the island."



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Average: 2.4 (7 votes)

Shimmer and shine body inflation

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Feast Fit for a Queen

“So what’s my special surprise?” Hotep asked excitedly. She had recently gained a ton of weight thanks to Shadow from meals and drinks he made. Her bottom bounced and jiggled with every step she took from how big it became and her belly and breasts were nearly the same. She didn't mind all this new weight at all, it made her special being pampered like that and like true royalty to Shadow. Her hair was now longer than before due to neglecting to cut it more often that still did nothing to hide her massive figure.

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Average: 5 (2 votes)

Lifting Spirits

A chilled breeze brushed along the pale-albino girl’s cheeks. Her short, tomboyish brown hair tussled in the winter winds. The hair on the back of her neck perked up. Fall leaves brushed along the side-walk with a gentle scrape, it followed in the wind of the afternoon while Maya pulled herself along. She wasn’t a big fan of these long, tedious walks that seemed to last a lifetime from her College to home where she still lived with her mother and father, which was a chore on its own – regardless of the actual ‘chores’ she was given.

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Average: 4.4 (7 votes)

Pokes and Pumps

Deep underground in a small tunnel, a red rubber woman paced impatiently in her confinement. Her name was Poke, a name she was never too proud of: it sounded too much like her specie’s name, the Pooka. She was your average young adult Pooka, red rubbery skin , a clean visor, an expert in all matters of pacing back and forth underground, and a tail-like stubby air nozzle squarely above her butt-cheeks. At a distance, one could mistake her for a human in an odd bodysuit. Poke was rather frustrated at the moment; she had to endure her ten hour shift in one of the watchtunnels today.

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Average: 3.8 (10 votes)

Trance Spellbook

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Mel had no idea what was going to happen to her when she bought the old spell book at the used book store down her street.

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Average: 4.1 (7 votes)

Help me out of here!! 1

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Average: 4.7 (3 votes)

One-upmanship

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Melinda was a whirlwind of productivity in the lab that day, combining chemicals, running tests, minding the centrifuge, and engaging in all sorts of distillation and refinement.  Everything went smoothly and her work went undisturbed; it was one of those mornings where, for once, she felt that lying about having a Master's Degree wasn't a bad idea after all.

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Average: 4 (5 votes)
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