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Female Inflation and Sexual Arousal: a Historical Overview

FEMALE INFLATION AND SEXUAL AROUSAL: A HISTORICAL OVERVIEW

by Latecomer

 

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Average: 3.3 (8 votes)

Homecoming

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I grew up next to Laura Hillman and her daughter Kate since my family moved in when I was in ninth grade. Before I really met a single person in high school, Ms. Hillman was my closest friend, and remained so even up till I left for college. I was a latchkey kid -- Mom and Dad both worked most of the day, so when I'd come home, I would have the house to myself. Ms. Hillman would always come over. We'd talk about school, about the guys in my class, and anything else that came up. I wouldn't have survived high school if it wasn't for the kindness of my closest neighbor.

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Average: 3.9 (15 votes)

Wicked Game

Aether Price flew through the afternoon sky, her blue eyes tracing a route along the rooftops toward the building targeted in her police scanner’s latest dispatch. Already she could see the halo of emergency vehicles surrounding it, and with a swish of her arms, another gust of air filled her gold cape and propelled her swiftly onward.

She landed beside a flashing squad car, her blonde bobcut swishing in the breeze. The police captain ran over to greet her.

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Average: 3.2 (6 votes)

Dirigi-Belle’s Debut

An odd object floated gently over the city, drifting lazily on the warm summer breeze. At a glance, anyone on the ground would’ve thought it was a weather balloon, but when the object caught the moon’s light at just the right angle, they would see that it was silvery as opposed to the white of any conventional weather balloon. But anyone who spotted it would’ve been too far away to notice that the balloon was oddly dimpled in five separate places and was connected to what looked like two more silver balloons sitting side by side.

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Average: 4.2 (15 votes)

Community Service

Danielle felt a hand slide up the inside of her thigh and stifled a surprised squeal.

She was instantly flooded with some rather vivid memories of the last… however long it had been.  In that moment Danielle recalled the feeling of her legs growing thicker and thicker until she couldn’t move them anymore.  Now, of course, the hand wasn’t really touching her leg at all; she had no legs to touch.  It just felt like they were still there… sort of.

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Average: 3.5 (11 votes)

Reality Show, The: Episode 2

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Episode 2

This week have been feeling like forever. After that last episode of that “Reality show” I haven’t been able to concentrate properly on anything. I’ve been thinking and thinking about how it was possible to even blow up like a helium balloon, it shouldn’t be humanly possible.

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Average: 3.6 (5 votes)

Camp Inflation

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Amy poked my arm, and I was jolted out of my beautiful dream. She stood next to my bed, dressed in nothing but a bathing suit.

"You fell asleep, silly," she whispered, pushing the hair out of my eyes. I got up, threw some jeans and a shirt on, and the two of us tiptoed out of the dark barracks. We crept through the cabin of sleeping guys until we came to the screen door. We carefully opened and shut the screen door and rushed off down the trail, feeling the cool night air on our bodies.

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Average: 3.8 (15 votes)

Girls Night

Hi, I’m Rob. I’m into balloon and body inflation. Just like you.

My wife’s name is Alyssa. She recently had four of her friends over for a girls night: Denise, Tina, Kelly and Sophie.

This is a story about people inflating like balloons. Becoming balloons.

This is my story.

 

 

Girls Night

 

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“You said you were gonna go out with Doug and Jerry.”

“I was, but it turns out they forgot about this other party they were invited to.”

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Average: 4.3 (30 votes)

Recovery

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Sarah was lucky to have such good friends.

During her stay in the hospital, her neighbor Frank had collected her mail for her. Her friend Kate drove halfway across town every day to feed Plum, her cat. Everything in her apartment was much as she remembered it. Some of the food in her fridge had gone bad. She'd have to take care of that.

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Average: 4.2 (25 votes)

Rick McGuffin, Private Investigator

Rick McGuffin, Private Investigator

by Inflate123@airytales.net  (@Inflate123)
Special thanks to Cyndi Irresistible (@CynIrresistible) for plot assistance

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"A private investigator?" the checkout girl asked. "You mean like in the old movies?"

"Yeah," I sighed, leaving with my bourbon. "Only not like in the old movies."

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Average: 4.1 (18 votes)
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