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Lila Inflates the Truth

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Lila shuffled through a large box that she and her close friend Jenny were peering into, containing dusty old relics, toys, and bizarre dolls that gave both women pause.

"This is some seriously weird stuff," Lila said, standing back up. "What the hell was your family into?"

"I uh, don't really know myself," Jenny nervously said. "But yeah, real weird right?"

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Average: 4.3 (7 votes)

Mallory

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Mallory awoke with a start, and then sighed in relief as she saw the demon silhouetted against the faint light of the rising sun.

Oh, she thought to herself, taking in the sight of the succubus perched on one bedpost like a gargoyle clad in stiletto heels and little else, it's just her.

JUST her?

She blinked away the new wave of surprise washing over her rapidly-fading tiredness as the demon cocked her shapely, horn-crowned head at her.

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Average: 4.8 (13 votes)

I'm going to burst your belly

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"I'm going to burst your belly" Kellie whispered and giggled.

John awoke with a strange sensation in his butt, and felt downwards and discovered a tube was placed there. Following the tube in the dim light from the moonlit windowsill, he saw Kellie sitting up next to him in bed, tube in hand.

"Kellie what are you doing?" John asked groggily, rubbing his eyes.

"I couldn't sleep," she replied, "so I'm going to blow your belly up til you burst."

"What? That's absurd," said John, as he turn around to his side and tried to fall back to sleep.

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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)

Cheerleader Scorned A, Part 3: Intermission

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Jordyn sat cross-legged on the glossy wooden floor, back against a tall metal cylinder, a red rubber hose cascading over her shoulder to lay dormant in her lap. She busied herself tying off a brightly-colored balloon, fingers tripping over each other in an effort to resolve the tangle of ribbon and latex. Finally, with some difficulty, she knotted it and moored it to a rack of folding chairs wheeled out into the center of the gymnasium, where it bobbed up to join a depressingly small multi-colored bundle. She leaned back and sighed loudly.

"Twenty down, two hundred billion to go."

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Average: 4.4 (7 votes)

Looncubi

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It figured, she thought.  The best ground-penetrating radar the Company can make, her first vacation in three years, and somehow the tunnel borer passes over a subterranean cavern nobody knew was there and -she- gets called in to investigate when the terrain collapses.  The borer had been pulled out along with the construction crew, leaving her alone with a gaping hole in the floor illuminated by a pair of flood lamps.

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Average: 4.1 (7 votes)

Tough

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To say that Carmen was built like a brick shithouse would be great praise to brick shithouses, or a great insult to Carmen.  Her height and musculature outstripped every man she met, with a sculpted, powerfully built figure.  At the same time there was no small degree of femininity to her, with thick thighs, firm breasts larger than her head - let alone anyone else's - and an enormous mane of flowing auburn hair held up in a high ponytail.  She attracted attention in the open-air gym, especially in a form-fitting sports top and shorts, though doing curls with barbells bearing

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Average: 4 (4 votes)

Rachel's Balloon

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Rachel Hershley was dressed in her usual black top, sitting on a bench on a quiet downtown street quiet early in the morning. Even as a few more people came and went in both direction, she had her eyes closed and head tilted towards the sun, completely zoned out, ignoring the world around her. She was in a relatively calm mood, which wasn't common of her; those unlucky enough to have experienced her temper could attest to that.

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Average: 4.5 (6 votes)

Inflation Is for the Birds

“You said you had a bird problem!” Mavis fumed in front of the sandwich shop owner at the counter.

The man was middle-aged, portly with tannish skin, beady eyes and a bushy top lip. He winced, and nodded in acknowledgement at the pest doctor’s peeved glare.

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Average: 4.6 (8 votes)

Wake Up Blow Up

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Your eyes open slowly. You blink away some of the sleep that still clings to you and roll over in bed. A sliver of late morning sun peeks through the gap in your blackout curtains and runs across the sheets. It’s nice to sleep in after a week like the one you’ve had.

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Average: 4 (8 votes)

Contract, The

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"What do you want?"

The succubus hovered before her summoner inside a circle of shimmering air that rose up to the ceiling of the room. The chamber beyond wasn't the most ornate she'd been in by far, but it did speak to the material success that typically engendered such transgressive desires. A young professional's master bedroom, grand as its owners ambitions, yet strewn with keepsakes and tomes on case law and prosecutorial strategy that marked it as lived-in luxury not yet progressed into calcified opulence.

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Average: 4.8 (14 votes)
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