Male Inflation

Incubus 1

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In a plume of sulphur and brimstone he arrived, kneeling in the center of the sigil.  He slowly rose on sandaled feet, leather pants clinging to his lean body.  The candles lining the room cast it in a dark glow, illuminating his deep purple skin, raven black hair, and two dark horns curling back from his forehead.  He straightened out, his mouth upturned in roguish smile as he opened his eyes, an unnatural gold on black. "So, is it you who..." His smile fell. "...summoned... me?"

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Average: 3.4 (7 votes)

Timothy Twiddle's Part 1 - The milking

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Eric Connors slammed down the phone so hard it almost shattered into pieces, like an ill tempered toddler he banged both his fists down on his dark mahogany executive’s desk. Eric was tall, handsome with blue eyes, blond hair neatly combed and parted to the side and had the body of a typical 50 year old past college football player, a navy suit with a sleek matching tie, big arms, broad shoulders and a slight beer gut. “That Twiddle will be the death of me!” This was the 4th time in 3 years Eric had made an offer to buy Twiddle Confection’s, each time he was turned down.

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)

Balloon Shenanigans? Balloon Shenanigans.

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Riiip! Your shirt starts tearing under the pressure as the large, red balloon inflating underneath pushes it to its limits. You grasp what you can of your 'balloon belly' with your arms and embrace in a tight hug, letting out an intense moan. The creaks and groans of the balloon intensify as it nears its capacity. The pressures become so intense that you've begun to shake, trying to keep yourself together until the very end. The hose thickens as space inside the latex sphere becomes seldom avalible.

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Average: 3.6 (12 votes)

Christmas Inflation

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You let out a satisfied sigh as you lay back in the recliner of your living room, having just gotten out of the shower and wearing nothing but a tight-fitting robe. Your right hand occupies a mug of hot chocolate, freshly brewed and steaming. The only source of light is a warmth-emmiting fireplace, it's orange flickering of light casting surreal shadows across the room. You spent a lot of time setting the tree up and decorating it with various shiny objects and small lights, and your work seems to have paid off because it looks absolutely gorgeous.

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Average: 3.5 (11 votes)

Big As Houses

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"...are you sure this is safe?" Nathan asked, eyeing the strange industrial pump.  He knew that, relatively speaking, standing in the middle of a field completely naked with his girlfriend was safe.  He just wasn't sure about what was going to happen next.

"Oh, you always ask that," Maria replied.

"Well, I just want to know.  You -do- do a lot of strange things to me."

"I do a lot of strange things -with- you.  There's a difference." She handed him a hose. "Now stick this up your butt."

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Average: 4.4 (9 votes)

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She moved through the water with an angel's grace, her form as lithe and honed as her body.  She spoke little, yet her presence parted crowds as easily as the waves.  Many approached her, yet all found her cold and distant, turned down time and again by the same phrase.

"Your body is only seventy percent water.  I could never put you before swimming."

He stared at her. "What does that mean?"

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Average: 3.8 (15 votes)

Disappearing Date

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Reese and Greg walked into the foyer of the cinema, talking excitedly to themselves totally unaware as they approached the counter that Luke, Reese’s ex-boyfriend was there at the box office selling tickets. Luke’s strong, square jaw clenched as he saw Reese holding hands with a guy who was even shorter than she was. He would’ve been lucky to be 5’6 and had a youthful face, bright blue eyes and a mop of unruly sandy brown hair. Reese looked as amazing as Luke remembered in a short, black skirt, black knee high boots and a nice button up top, he blonde curls falling about her shoulders.

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Average: 3.8 (20 votes)

Competition

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They say every man has a special talent.  Mine isn't that useful, but at least it's unique.

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Average: 4.5 (17 votes)

Ascent

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She strode barefoot across the sands, wavy black hair blowing in the wind behind her.  Tall, tanned, and athletic, her red one-piece swimsuit hugged her form, leaving nothing to the imagination.  It was a clear day, and the beach had more than a few visitors, some of whom had noticed her arrival.  She knew she would attract attention - and even more, soon enough - though she paid it no mind.  What others thought, or would think, was of no concern to her.

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)

Bubble Gum Boy 1

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Tyler flopped onto his bed. It had been a long day at school and he really needed to relax. He groaned at the sound of a knock at the front door. He managed himself down the stairs and yanked the door open.

"Hey Ty-Ty!"

He blinked. It was Katy. The popular girl with the blond pigtails and everything. What did she want?

"Hi." he squeaked. Giggles made him aware of the other girls flanking the steps.

"See I told you he was adorable." Katy gloated. Tyler flushed bright red. "You up for a good time?" she asked him slyly.

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Average: 3.8 (16 votes)
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