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Tale of Swords and Inflation, A

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"That was delightful...you simply must do that again!"

A sultry feminine voice echoed in Shura's mind, the woman thwacking herself on the head with the hilt of one of her katanas.

"Shut up you! She wasn't even a challenge...I need a real fight, not some woman who thinks her ass is in instrument of justice!"

Shura retorted, the voice chuckling softly in her mind. Shura gathered her belongings, having spent the night in Sophitia's now abandoned camp.

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Average: 3.2 (6 votes)

Labflation

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It was nearly nine at night when Susan burst out of the laboratory. She stormed down the hallway and holed herself up in her office. She sat at her messy desk, teething and pulling at her hair. She hadn't gotten along with Cecelia since their first day in grad school, and she had been wearing away at Sue's nerves for years since. Tonight was the last straw.

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Average: 3 (5 votes)

Fun with Girls 2

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It had been about a week since the shrinking epsiode with Alicia. I just couldn't get my mind off it. It was so great. She loved being my mini sex goddess. What would I do next time? She was going to ask how I'd take her clothes off for sure. I tried to get back to my work without putting too much focus on tonight. I mean c'mon- I'm like God when it comes to this shit?!? My office phone rang soon after disrupting me from my "work."

 

"Hi baby," a warm voice came over the line.

"Why hello, what a surprise," I replied.

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Average: 3.1 (7 votes)

Dawsie, Larissa, and Danielle

As Dawsie leapt into a pair of sweatpants, I wondered into the living room. It was a mess. The aftermath of Dawsie’s brief inflation had left most of the furniture turned on its side, pictures hung crooked on the wall, books had fallen from their shelves and the contents of the living room cabinets were emptied onto the floor. The latter, I’m guessing, was the result of Dawsie’s frantic search for the antidote. The small vile that once contained the antidote lied sideways on the floor. Empty.

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Average: 3.6 (14 votes)

Dawsie

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First of all, I would never pick up a hitchhiking stranger. Ever. But she was neither hitchhiker nor a stranger. I knew her from somewhere- around campus maybe. I even knew her name. It starts with a D, I think. She’s rocking that whole tomboy thing: That short hair, tight ass, tittieless, t-shirt, jeans and sneakers kind of look that most chicks out grow by the 6th grade. She’s not your everyday day hot, but scorching nonetheless. But that’s not why I slowed to pick her up.

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Average: 4.3 (15 votes)

Cuckoo, The

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"Beth, meet John. John, Beth."

Beth was a janitor who loved her job. Not for any stirring work ethic or romantic spartan notions. She loved her job because a fellow named John worked at the company she cleaned up after, and John was the most beautiful man she had ever beheld.

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Average: 2.8 (5 votes)

Amy and the Malicious Balloons

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Amy came home from work and sighed in relief, finally, weekend had come. Amy squealed in excitement as it was today her little party was going to take place. She made all the preparations: Drinks, music, attire and the latter. She decorated her appartment and cleaned up well but stopped as she remembered something. Balloons! Every party needs em, and she had none, well, her secret stash of balloons she got over from the net but she would never use them! She looked at the clock, as she did so, Amy felt a chill run down her spine and her heart sink.

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Average: 4.2 (10 votes)

Remnants

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Warning: Silly inflation story. You know what to expect. Or if not, you should! No responsibility for loss of innocence or strange floaty sensations will be accepted!

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Average: 4.1 (11 votes)

One Night Stand

Warning: short inflation fiction follows. And if you visit London, be very careful about chatting up 20-something raven-haired girls with thin features and wild eyes in nightclubs...

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Average: 4.3 (14 votes)

Rubber Doll

"My gosh, Phil. She looks just like your old girlfriend Heidi," Bruce said running a hand over the protruding boobs.

"She does, doesn't she. I don't mind. At least we can all have fun with the doll," Phil grinned as he inserted the air hose into my belly button. "Let's see how big we can actually get her."

The air line trembled as Phil turned the knob on the big air tank. There was a loud hiss as the air began to rush through the air hose to its connection to my body. I could only stare, unblinking, in horror as my body began to swell even larger.

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Average: 3.4 (14 votes)
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