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Fruit Fly, The

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With a grunt Alex raised the shutter door, the pale blue of the outside lamps filtering into the storage unit.  It was spacious and kept fastidiously clean, with a cot, mini-fridge, and portable electric stove suggesting that he had spent more than a few nights in here.  As Alex and Reverie stepped inside he let the door close behind them, plunging them into darkness until he turned on the flood lamps, bathing the room and its contents in light.  By the far wall were two metal boxes a bit larger than chemical toilets, with tight bundles of cables at their bases leading to a t

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Average: 4 (4 votes)

Two Cups Full

This story contains breast expansion caused by blueberry inflation. Just a heads up.

The speed in which he hit shift+tab could only rival The Flash himself. Cheryl pretended not to notice the quick window switch as she walked into the office, her boyfriend's body visibility tensing up when she came in. She kept her smile to herself. "Hey babe?"

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Average: 4.4 (8 votes)

Interrogation

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Sally was perky 20-something blonde who worked as the interrogator for the Clarkdale police department. Rather than intimidating her suspects like her more senior and brutish coworkers, Sally prefers a gentler, more pneumatic approach to get her suspects to talk. Today she is interrogating Boris, a high ranking member of the Fire Demons, a powerful gang in the city of Clarkdale. Sally is planning to get Boris to reveal the secret location of their HQ, and she is prepared to go however long it takes for him to talk.

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Average: 3.8 (10 votes)

Pump Me

Pump Me
by @Inflate123 / inflate123@gmail.com

“Pump me,” she says. It is not a request.

I enter the room apprehensively, closing the door behind me with a soft click. Her dress — flawlessly polished, clinging to every curve — reflects what little light the darkness allows in its domain. She sits, then reclines on the bed, itself clad in sheets of material that match her outfit. She hikes her skirt hem up to her hips, not an invitation so much as an instruction: “Pump me.”

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Average: 4.9 (32 votes)

Rough Breakup, A

Hiya honey~! You doing alright up there? Well, as alright as things can get under the circumstances at least. I imagine that finding out the hard way that your girlfriend is breaking up with you *and* that people can get inflated like balloons *and* getting left out tied to a railing on the balcony, floating in the breeze for hours while I hang out with all my hot girlfriends, all in the space of like one day would put a dampener on anyone's spirits. Ah well, whatever, I'm getting sidetracked. 

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

American Gladiators, revisited

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(Warning: ahead be male inflation and popping by vicious women, but the man deserves it)

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Average: 4.4 (9 votes)

Strip Club Blowup

Walking into the dimly lit club you motion over to your friend to grab a seat right in front of the glass stage.  The slight scent of expensive cigars and liquor is in the air as your friend nervously pulls back the two red and black chairs, sitting in the left one and looking all around the room as he adjusts his collar.  "Hey Tom, how about that girl on the stage huh?", you call over to him as you slide into the seat on his right.  Nudging him in the direction of a rather generously curvy stripper spinning around a pole on the middle of the stage, her huge breasts swaying a

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Average: 3.4 (12 votes)

Fort, The (from the world of Vara)

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Hands tied behind him, the male prisoner could only wonder what fate had in store for him. Trying to escape the besieged fort, the Amazons had captured him without killing him out of hand. Taking him a little farther away from their camp, they shoved him into cave with a small set of mining cart tracks leading into it.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

Addicted

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You can always tell when someone's addicted to something. The inability to turn away from it, the willingness to deny necessities for it, even the way people go about acquiring their vice of choice.

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Average: 4.2 (9 votes)

Personal Pastry Pet

You had just received an invitation from Horus Hajjar figure-skating prodigy and your own personal crush, to visit him at a remote Japanese temple out in a valley for a special day with him. You quickly accepted it and slipped on a traditional peach Victorian dress that had buttons all down your middle. You arrive at the temple and knock on the door, you're greeted by a woman instead of the figure skater who invites you inside. When you come in you smell something delicious baking in the kitchen and the clanging of kitchen tools.

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Average: 4.3 (11 votes)
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