Male Inflation

Contagious

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Terry smiles as his wish comes true and a pressure builds within him. Rubber squeaks sound as his waistline swells outward. He looks up at the four watching him swell and sees confusion on their faces. Inside he smiles as he knows he’s just beginning to inflate and inside he fills with air and pressure. A loud snap sounds as his belt breaks free and loud groans sound as he pushes the limits of his clothes. Gently he pushes on his taught rubber skin and it squeaks loudly. He groans excited as the pressure builds and he winces as the clothes keep him painfully trapped as he swells.

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Average: 2.9 (9 votes)

Ski Lodge, The part 2

As Brett approached the door to the party room, he briefly wondered about his stay here. The girls here were sexy (and friendly, a novel experience to Brett and to most of the men here) while the food (and beer!) was both free and plentiful. Again, he wondered about the brochure: "Eat and drink all you want while skiing! Lose weight fast!" He wasn't going to pass up an opportunity like that.

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

Blimp 3

On Shania's suggestion I decided to spend some time away from the beach.  She recommended a spot just a few miles out of town, a plot of wide open undeveloped land, away from power lines and airplane flight paths.  It wasn't visited that often, she said, but when I arrived there was already someone there.

She was a blonde wearing a black unitard with a blue stripe running down either side.  You know, before I got into this I didn't even know that was what you called leotards with legs.  If nothing else it's been a learning experience.

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Average: 4.3 (8 votes)

Blimp 2

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"So, you're into getting big?"

I stopped in midstep on the beach, not expecting anyone to sneak up on me and ask questions.  Turning, I saw a redhead in a bikini top and jean shorts standing behind me with a sly look. "Sorry?"

She made a sweeping gesture, indicating the green, black and grey bodysuit that covered everything but my hands, feet and head. "Your outfit.  Either that or you're a surfer, and I don't see a board."

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Average: 4.1 (7 votes)

Blimp

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I pulled my shirt off, dropping it on the bench in the locker room before unzipping my jeans.  Stepping out of them, I messily folded them and placed them on top of my shirt.  Just as I had taken off my underwear, though, I heard a voice from the door say, "bet you never thought you'd be getting paid for this."

I jumped, fumbling for the pile of clothing before holding it against my crotch in an attempt to hold on what modesty I had left. "Shania!"

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

Incubus 3

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The door flew open as Alexa entered the dorm, moving with a carefree attitude that only came with a total lack of concern about noise complaints.  As Shannon came in behind her she pointed across the room at the incubus before waving. "Yo Lilu, my man!  How's it hangin'?"

Lilu nodded in acknowledgement. "Hello, Alexa.  Everything is as well as it can be."

"A'ight, that's cool." She dropped a metal tray of brownies on the kitchen counter as she breezed through. "Nicole here?"

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Average: 3.3 (4 votes)

Incubus 2

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Shannon strutted down the sidewalk, whistling a jaunty tune as she carried her bags of groceries.  Twirling her keys on one finger she skipped up the steps, entering the dormitory and heading down the hall.  Opening the door to her rooms, she went to step inside only to stop suddenly when she noticed something strange.  Or rather, someone: While the residents of the dorm were no strangers to having men visit, most of them weren't shirtless, and none of them were purple or had horns.

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Average: 3.6 (5 votes)

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: 3.3 (4 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: 4 (10 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 (8 votes)
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