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Vanity, Thy Name is Helium

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Claire sighed as she finished her latest painting, setting her brush down and rubbing her eyes. Her mind was in distress, the fear of not making the payment on this month's rent stressing the poor girl out beyond belief. Her paintings and photography usually made enough money for the basic needs, but this month her sales had been particularly slow. Claire got up from her stool, hastily putting on her coat and walking outside, a walk she hoped would reduce her stress a bit.

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

Unpredictable Inflation, An

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"For every dollar you spend...half of it goes toward the search for the beloved Sarah Macbeth....." Claire read aloud from the tag on a black dress, not unlike the one her first victim wore.

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Average: 2.8 (4 votes)

Enter the Inflatrix

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It was business as usual at the Turgidia City Bank. At least it was. As people went about cashing their coveted paychecks or withdrawing funds for whatever trivial reason they might have, the sound of glass suddenly shattering and crashing to the ground broke the monotony of everyday hustle and bustle. A woman screamed and many sought cover while others turned their attention to the source of the unexpected racket. "Alright ladies! Everybody get to where I can see you...I've got a hell of a trigger finger!

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Average: 3.8 (6 votes)

Fool for a Day

disclaimer: well i meant to have this finished and out by april 1st (1997). why? well, it's related to that day. now on another note, i've noticed a trend. i tend to write short stories, of just a few pages. why? i just do. i notice other authors write epics. yet, they are jealous of my lack of long pages. they want to write short stories. i don't get it. short stories are easy. epics are hard. to each their own. well anyway, in the past some have complained that my stories are too short. tough. deal. least if they're bad, you didn't spend as much time reading them. that's what i say. and also, well, there is no and also. train of thought derailed. not a good thing in this profession, if i can call it that. more of a hobby since i'm not paid for this. not that i'm griping, i enjoy writing. it's a learning exercise. humm. where was i? oh yeah, this is supposed to be a disclaimer. well if you've read this much of it already, you'll probably read the story and i won't be able to stop you by saying you have to be over a certain age (i think it's 52) before you can go on. if you didn't read all this, you'll probably skip the story, and are too young to read it anyway (so give it to your parents and have them read it to you). note one day my disclaimer will be longer than one of my stories, and then i will have my revenge.

fool for the day

by munch wolf

her breasts grew real big and popped out of her shirt.

ps. see, it happened. my disclaimer was bigger than the story. the joke's on you.

actually, the story is down here. yes, really.

so on a side note, since i have your attention. know why there are bumps around the nipples? instructions in braille. no seriously, try reading, and keep reading, and reading, and oh that feels so good ....

oh sorry, story time. keep going down, there's one somewhere around here. i swear.

further down.

further.

to the right now, 0h yes. that's it. now rub real hard.

heh, you think there's a story in here don't you.

maybe there is, maybe there isn't.

but you're the one wasting time reading.

ok, all the children should be gone now, scared em off. story time.

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Average: 3.2 (5 votes)

Girls

Desiree knocked on the door.

The door opened a crack, enough to show a sliver of the room and one dark green eye that swiveled around, looking up and down the hall.

"Are you alone?" Came the voice from behind the door.

"Yes," unsatisfied by the answer, the eye swiveled back and forth again, "Oh for heavens sake Mandy, you told me to come over, either let me in or let me go home."

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Average: 4.6 (36 votes)

Darkmoon Air, Part I

Elysa was having what could very well have been the best day of her life. The heavyset blond girl usually got by doing odd jobs for the Stormwind guard; hunting pests, harvesting lumber, and other relatively boring, simple tasks. Today, however, she found work that incorporated her unique fetish...from an unlikely source.

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Average: 3.3 (4 votes)

Claire's Strange Acquaintance

"So...who's this friend of yours?"

Cathy squeezed Claire's hand gently as the couple walked down the greater part of London's downtown areas. The two hit it off quite well, and much to both of the girl's amazement, Catherine had enjoyed the pneumatic experience Claire visited upon her. Now matters turned more to business, and the two were off to visit one of Claire's friends to help increase the woman's ability to inflate women.

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)

Sandra's Balloon Store: Loona

Sandra’s Balloon Shop was extremely successful, at it had every right to be – after all, it provided a must-win recipe of original balloon colors, creative shapes, a large selection featuring all sizes and, of course, the lovely, alluring saleswoman and owner, Sandra. In recent weeks, the store had been continuously flooded with customers and Sandra knew that it was time for expansion.

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Average: 4.1 (7 votes)

Amy's Expansive Day

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Amy yawned as she got out of bed. Her suit, now her new body, made her feel more comfy than ever, as if there were pillows under her skin. She made her way to her closet, opened it and checked to see what she would wear. She wanted to go out like she was now, naked, but that would attract unneeded attention. She picked out a green tank top and her usual blue jeans. She got an idea and wanted to try it out. She had seen it on cartoons, maybe it would work with her. She stuck her thumb in her mouth and blew hard. Nothing happened though. "Darn it!

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Average: 2.8 (6 votes)

parade

parade
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Average: 4.4 (32 votes)
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