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Filling a Pastry

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“Hey, Pastry! Where are you!?" A man clad in a metallic hockey mask with a strap over one eye and robe made from white wolf furs along with black hair messily shaved on one side wandered the kitchen where it was a mess of baking ingredients. Sugar, cream filling, flour, and other such ingredients littered the tables and floor.

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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Chris's Stuffing, A Candy Shop Story

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Grace was furious. She was fuming. Any person walked down the street could see the black storm clouds coming their way. Grace was thundering down the street towards the Candu Shop. Her boyfriend Chris, always had a sweet spot for chocolate.

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Average: 4.2 (6 votes)

Leslie's Blowup II: Truth and Consequences

Leslie awoke, but didn’t open her eyes at first. She no longer felt Roger’s weight on her. She was lying flat on her back now, to whatever extent she still had a back. Best as she’d been able to tell, her body had been one giant curve before she went to sleep.

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Average: 3.9 (17 votes)

Adrianna's Blowing Up, A Candy Shop Story

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Adrianna and Brandon were a couple. Adrianna was a cute 17 year old town girl. She was always on the good side of everyone and never got into trouble. She had brown hair, blue eyes, a small waist line, a nice sized butt, and medium sized boobs. Adrianna never flaunted herself like most girls, so she wore things like sweatshirts and jeans to school. However, when she was alone with Brandon, she wore less things.

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Average: 2.7 (9 votes)

Control 8: Over The 'Net

Control 8: Over the Net

“Hello, this is Doctor Wilkes,” Michael answered the phone call that had been transferred into his clinic office.

Well, hello there, Doctor,” a familiar voice said seductively. “This is your lonely wife calling. She wants to know if you are going to be finished for the day any time soon.”

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Average: 3.9 (7 votes)

Control 7: Neighbors

Control 7: Neighbors

“Sounds like our neighbors are out for a swim,” Gretchen Lipshitz said, accepting a glass of iced tea from her husband. She took a quick sip of the drink and stretched, enjoying the lazy weekend sun from under her tinted glasses and wide-brimmed sunhat.

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Average: 3.6 (5 votes)

Control 6: Long Distance Inflation

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Note: Another in the ‘Control’ series. If you haven’t already, read my previous works so that you will know the background of these two characters.

Control 6: Long Distance Inflation

There are definite advantages of being married to a plastic surgeon, Suzie thought as she lounged poolside in her own backyard.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

Evening News, The

Carmen looked herself over in the bathroom and made some final touches to her hair and makeup before feeling confident enough to talk in front of the camera. There wasn't much she could do. Even though she had a small kit with her, there wasn't much she needed to change.

"Alright tiger, get out there and knock 'em dead."

She walked toward the door and hesitated.

"But, maybe I should just make sure everything is perfect one more time."

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Wasps

Leo spent much of his time with Julia imagining her naked. Sometimes, he would picture her doing whatever task she was occupied with at the moment in the buff; her pert breasts dangling over the homework packet, brushing the paper and arousing ever so slightly, just enough to make her do it again. Most of the time, her pubic hair was completely untrimmed, resting like a dust bunny on her thick, muscular thighs. Her wide hips supported an equally wide -although flat- ass that squished against the hard wooden chair. Her skin was unblemished apart from the freckles on her face.

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Average: 3.9 (20 votes)

Hell of a Drug

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The old red truck clanked to a stop and Bridgette leapt out, her boots creating a small cloud of sand. Haley smiled visibly. If there was one thing she loved more than partying with her friends, it was camping with them.

“Finally we’re here...” smiled Bridgette

“Hey it only took… three hours? But hey, what do you expect in that piece of junk?” giggled Haley.

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)
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