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Inflation on 10th Avenue

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The mirror confirmed what Ballard Wilcox feared: He was getting bigger.

There was no change in his diet; in fact, he’d been eating less since he’d become chronically unemployed. Yet his clothes were tighter, his shirts impossible to button, his pants barely closing around his waist. Stranger yet, he gently pinched his puffy arm, and it just felt…light. And hollow. Almost balloon-like.

“Putting on a few, Bal?” his wife Dana chided him from the doorway of the bathroom.

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Average: 4.3 (10 votes)

One Mile Circle, The

She could already feel the difference. Before, the car had been a separate entity, something she drove, under her command. Now they were together, one thing. She was three-quarters machine and one-quarter woman.  Before she was sleek, with a runner’s body and suggestive curves. Now she was downright aerodynamic, with a three-liter engine giving her the kick she needed to really move.

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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)

The Brush

The Brush
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Average: 4.2 (5 votes)

This Only Works Once

The cardboard sign read “Haunted House” in black magic marker with an arrow pointing down the street. It was nearing 10 o’clock; our bags sagged from so much free candy and our limbs were sore. A haunted house adventure sounded like a perfect ending to Halloween. We mustered the strength to hurry and resisted temptations to continue begging houses for candy.

Orange and purple lights strung along its walls shone through the artificial fog belching from concealed machines. Spooky sounds and eerie music emanated from the open door; strobe lights illuminated the entrance.

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Average: 3.1 (7 votes)

Doppleganger

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Trudi was in a hurry. She’d enjoyed all the Wiccan events her friends arranged, as keen as any of the girls to spend an evening drinking, chatting and getting verbal revenge on their boyfriends. What she’d never expected was supernatural occurrences, let alone one that would strike such a chord in her.

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Average: 4.3 (12 votes)

Predator

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Caitlyn was impressed by the attention her activities had been receiving. The press caught hold of the story early. People floating over the city had a tendency to get excellent press. The police had been following the story closely at the urging of the civil aviation authority because of the air traffic hazard posed by human balloons drifting at the whim of the wind.

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Average: 3.7 (10 votes)

Inflationary Tales, Part 3

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or, “1001 Inflationary Nights”

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Average: 3.8 (4 votes)

Katrina's Balloons

Katrina walked down the street, happily humming a tune to herself that was accompanied by a slight, knowing smile. She was a striking young woman of average height, with long reddish locks and brilliant green eyes. In spite of this, her most noticeable features were her breasts. They began high on her chest and blossomed forth into swollen, rounded mounds that commanded the majority of her torso, and the immediate airspace surrounding her frame.

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Average: 4.2 (15 votes)

Flippy and the Voodoo Balloon

Inflation Fantasy in Metric Form

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Average: 4.1 (7 votes)

Brush, The

Katherine's acquired a magical paintbrush that can make her dreams into reality. She really ought to be more careful with it.

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Average: 4.3 (12 votes)
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