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Backroom, The

Submitted by System on Tue, 04/10/2007 - 00:53
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Lane slammed the door shut behind her, locking it and biting her lip with excitement. She had finally convinced her friend Carrie to let her in the backroom of the party supply store where Carrie worked.

“You know I could get my ass fired for this,” Carrie warned her.

“I’m not gonna tell anyone. Besides, it’ll be worth it, trust me,” Lane replied, rushing to the other side of the room.

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Average: 3.8 (11 votes)

Working Light

Submitted by System on Sat, 03/17/2007 - 00:23
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Janus Goodyear has been betrayed by his former lover. He gets revenge in the best way he knows how.

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Average: 3.8 (11 votes)

Why She Cried

Submitted by System on Tue, 03/13/2007 - 00:48
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The mysterious appearance of some balloons leads Betty to inflate.

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Average: 4 (7 votes)

Virtuality

Submitted by System on Mon, 03/12/2007 - 23:51
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"It’s ready."

Daphne looked up to see a familiar face. Well, not all that familiar. She’d met Cody in this bar for the first time less than an hour ago. And just over half an hour ago he’d made her a rather interesting proposition.

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Average: 4 (15 votes)

Lab Story

Submitted by System on Mon, 03/12/2007 - 02:23
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I had waited my entire life for a chance like this. I had worked hard to be in this position, with this level of responsibility and misplaced trust. When I was young I had fantasies about women with breasts that expanded to incredible size. I had written stories, drawn pictures, searched the Internet... but now I had the chance to make all my dreams come true. Unfortunately, once I did this, I would never have another chance. I had to get it right the first time. No room for mistakes here.

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Average: 3.9 (7 votes)

Twins

Submitted by System on Mon, 03/12/2007 - 02:17
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Sarah was a twin. But not just any twin. Sarah and Maya were two sisters that did everything together: go shopping, watch tv…pretty much it. I mean, what else do people do?

Oh right, sometimes they went and flew around a bit together. I forgot to tell you. They are twins, but not regular twins. Aside from actually being fraternal twins, Sarah and Maya were witches (anyone saw that coming? It has nothing to do with being twins after all)

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Average: 2.4 (7 votes)

Twelve Cents Short

Submitted by System on Mon, 03/12/2007 - 02:16
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A man who comes up short in a late-night convenience store finds some other way to offer payment.

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Average: 3.8 (9 votes)

Toys

Submitted by System on Mon, 03/12/2007 - 02:04
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It was simple really. I slipped the powder into Ann's drink when she wasn't looking. After all the practice I've had, it wasn't hard. Now all I had to do was to get her outside.

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)

Tour, The

Submitted by System on Mon, 03/12/2007 - 01:50
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Because of our passion for balloons and it was her birthday, I took her on a personal tour of the factory. It being a Saturday, we were all alone alone in the factory, except for the millions and millions of balloons that were there with us.

Our first stop on the tour was the latex vats. Rebecca looked down into the vat. It was a pastel pink color, her favorite. She took a long deep breath and inhaled the intoxicating smell of the latex.

"I feel a little dizzy," she told me.

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Average: 2.7 (3 votes)

Tales from the Bra 2, To Air is Human

Submitted by System on Sat, 03/10/2007 - 23:14
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"Dementia! Come here! I want to show you something!"

"What do you want? I'm busy!"

"I just wanted to show you a project I've been working on."

"What are you up to this time?"

"You won't believe me if I tell you. Here, let me demonstrate."

"What's this? It looks like an ordinary locket."

"Go ahead. Put it on."

"I don't have time for this. You know I'm still getting ready for the Halloween party tonight." Dementia had been working on a devil costume and was wearing bright red long-underwear and a thick black belt.

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Average: 3.6 (8 votes)
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