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Virtuality: Blown Away

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Ariel laid limp in the lifeguard’s arms as he emerged from the waves and laid her down on the sand. She wasn’t moving.

“This is Chuck, reporting in,” the lifeguard said. “I’ve rescued the subject. Checking vital signs.”

Carmen looked on, rolling her eyes and shaking her head. Chuck leaned over Ariel to listen for signs of breathing, and her eyes opened. She kissed him on the cheek.

“Thanks, Chuck,” she said. “A pleasure, as always.”

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Average: 4.5 (20 votes)

Kardashian Konundrum

Kim stood pensively in front of a mirror, placing her hands on her stomach only to cringe. She rotated slowly to survey her trademark ass and the rest of her figure, her eyes never leaving her reflection.

The damage was not as bad as the tabloids would suggest; her plush figure had simply gotten plusher. She was noticeably thicker though, and feared this might be the beginning of a much bigger issue. Much, much bigger.

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Average: 4 (7 votes)

Fwoomp 5: Kaboom

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    "FETISH GAS BANNED FROM PUBLIC SALE."
    I was surprised at this article I'd found online. My boyfriend Rob and I and my other boyfriend Elvis had been using inflatium for years to inflate ourselves into various bloated forms for fun and sex. Now the government was banning it from being distributed to the public. Not only could we not get new supplies, we couldn't resell it to our fellow fetishists, who would have to make do with those silly inflatable costumes now.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

Greatest Kegstand, The

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Samantha was going to her first college party.  Excited to have a good time, she entered, only to have her anticipation ruined by her arch nemesis, Amanda. “Why did she have to be here?” Samantha said under her breath as she walked through the door.  Amanda was already excessively drunk and flirty, like usual. “I swear, she never grew out of high school,” Sam said bitterly in casual conversation.

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Average: 3.8 (10 votes)

Witching Hour, The

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The Halloween party at Derrick's couldn't be more perfect.  Why? Because Cyndi told me she was coming as a "fat witch." Not only would this be the perfect opportunity for me to prod her about my suspicion but it would also be the perfect opportunity to try my reagent combo if she was willing.

I showed up in a vampire costume with just enough cliche to get me in. Fortunately, my party attire was the last thing on my mind.  

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Average: 4.1 (9 votes)

Big Squeeze, The

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(or, "Pressure's On")

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Average: 4.2 (12 votes)

Biggest Liar, The

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(or, “Lies, Damn Lies, and Balloons”)

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Average: 4.1 (13 votes)

Turkish Trouble

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Allanah Potts was an ordinary sort of girl, with ginger hair, freckles and green tinted eyes. She was 5 feet 10 inches high and was slightly chubby with round belly nice enough to squeeze, a nice big behind with a nice pair of DD breasts round the front to match. Aside from this ordinary girl on the outside she had an odd craving from within, she longed for the taste of Turkish delight.

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Average: 2 (7 votes)

Deep Sea Rivalry

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Fleur hugged her knees, eyes languishing on the various needles and gauges set in the gray metal walls, and gave another long, heartfelt sigh. Fully twelve atmospheres remaining, by what she could tell. Or, by a more relevant metric, a half-dozen more hours steeping in ennui inside the tiny decompression chamber. She should be grateful, she knew. Relish a bit of boredom after the mishap earlier that day, from which only quick reactions and some impressive new technology had saved her. But that was the sort of thing that happened five hundred feet beneath the surface.

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Average: 4.3 (27 votes)

State Fair, The

Drenched in the summer heat, fair-goers were having a miserable time at this year’s state fair. The humidity made fried foods undesirable, and the attendees were getting impatient waiting for the day’s main attraction. This attraction was none other than the State Fair’s Wet T-Shirt Contest, a coy event to help certain fair-goers beat the heat while putting on a show for everyone else.

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Average: 4.3 (10 votes)
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