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Barbie's Inflation

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Barbie was on her way to L.A. with three of her friends. She was just a typical rich and spoiled brat who would always get what she wants. She would usually make fun of people who are less fortunate in anything than she is, and so would her friends, Ana, Diana, and Becca. Barbie had long silky blonde hair with blue eyes and a nice tan to go with it. She wore a white sleeveless shirt, a tight black mini skirt, and black high heels. She had an hourglass figure with B cup breasts and a tiny ass to compliment it.

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Average: 2.2 (5 votes)

The Haymaker, part 2

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Aston awoke to her body rocking slowly in place. She was in a large, brightly lit room. The only sounds came from air rushing through circulation vents above and below her. After observing her body’s movements, she determined that the breeze from the vents was causing her to rock in place. The air was cold, and it made her very uncomfortable. Still working off instinct, she tried to rub her hands together to generate some friction. She felt nothing, not even the slight muscle twitches she had felt before. Had she grown even further?

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Average: 3.7 (3 votes)

Ticklish

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Scott kissed Beth full on the mouth and held it there. She responded and her kiss turned into a nibble and light tug on his lower lip. He stretched his arms around her generous hips, kneading handfuls of the softness on her backside. They held each other closely, and where they touched one another it was warm and promise filled. There was a tug from the collective rubbing of denim on denim in their pelvic regions. Scott thought of that as good friction.

It was the first thing they always did after he pulled into the gravel driveway and she opened the porch door.

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Average: 4.3 (18 votes)

Chelsea

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Chelsea was bored. No-one was going to pick her up for two hours, She glanced in her full length mirror and viewed herself "2 hours picking this out and they are going to be late?" she moaned. She was wearing her dark brown hair short to just above her shoulders. Leaning back on her desk she smiles at her short tartan skirt and strappy white top, so close it looked like a slip or night shirt, accentuating her breasts, she pouted and stuck out a hip for effect. "Not bad" she muttered, as her hand bumped into something on her desk.

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Average: 3.6 (11 votes)

Meadow Encounter, The

A peaceful day in a meadow interrupted by a bad encounter.

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

Black and White Butterflies

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‘Just follow me', Vaughan beckoned seductively to Ria. Ria followed Vaughan off the bustling shopping street and into the strikingly juxtaposed quietness of an old, abandoned studio.

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Average: 4.6 (35 votes)

Major's Bad Day, The

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Major Motoko Kusanagi was not having a good day. The weather was dreary, with thunder storms rolling overhead every few minutes, making travel through the slums a dismal experience. As she excited an alleyway into the courtyard in front of the abandoned warehouse, she wiped the rain water from her forehead and placed her hand on her hip, reflecting silently on what she was doing. Why was she, of all people, chosen for this assignment? These were petty drug dealers, a dime a dozen. Did they really need to drag her all the way across town to deal with them?

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Motoko Kusanagi Goes Boom

It was Motoko long awaited vacation. On her first day off, she decided to go pool side. She arrived at the pool with her lounge chair and drink. She looked out at the pool. Which was empty. “This is perfect.” She thought. ‘I'll relax in the sun. Then go for a swim.” Motoko unpacked her stuff and opened up her lounge chair under a nice shady umbrella. She sat down and lounged back. After an hour of sun bathing she climbed out of her lounge chair and headed into the pool. Off the diving she jumped into the deepest part of the pool and began to swim laps.

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Average: 3.3 (4 votes)

Hostage

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Melody's eyes opened slowly, she could barely see. All she felt was the large bruise on the back of her head. "Ugh... what happened..." She murmered...

She remembered she was walking to her car after work. Sirens could be heard in the distance. She had heard some mad man was on the loose, free from his room in the insanity ward in the near by prison... She jingled her keys and WAM!... lights out.

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Average: 2 (3 votes)
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