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Warning: Inflation fiction follows with partial, (ok, full), nudity. The character of Bellydemon belongs to another author! Please don't be mad! I'm just borrowing her!

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Average: 3.3 (9 votes)

Nozzle

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Warning: Inflation fiction follows. Stuff gets inflated with helium. Specifically breasts. Female breasts. They get very large, and very bouncy. More than bouncy, in fact. If you’ve read the disclaimer this far, then this sort of stuff probably turns you on. Tsk! No accounting for taste!

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Average: 4.4 (26 votes)

Cheesecake

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Warning: Short inflation fiction with anthro-themes. So if reading it brings you out in spots don’t blame me. Blame Seritaph instead, who gave me the idea for this one.

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Average: 4.2 (17 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)

Learning Curves

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Warning: Inflation fiction follows. Well, kinda.

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Average: 4.6 (12 votes)

Photo Enlargement

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Warning; Inflation fiction follows. But you probably knew that already, didn't you, you naughty thing? Yes I think you did!

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Average: 4.5 (26 votes)

Inflatrix: Zephyr

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It was a cloudy night over Turgidia city. The moon occasionally peeked its glowing visage through the broken cumulus clouds that seemed to strain with the burden of heavy rains seeking release. It was the kind of night that very few women would brave alone on foot, and with good reason...

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Average: 3.9 (10 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)

Silk Black Jester

I didn't know the first thing about Dreaming.

Sure, we all dream. Twisted in sweaty linens or clutching a pillow around our ears, usually. That's the bad dreams. But Dreaming, so I found out, is a little different. That was the best name they had for it, I guess. Other names were too tedious or weren't elegant enough. I didn't make the rules.

My name isn't Tracy, either. But it helps me to tell my tales if I'm just a wee bit annonymous. It doesn't make them any less fetching. Most of the time, I'm not even Tracy in my dreams.

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)

Balloon Assassin

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Cassandra looked at her employer’s lush curves, kept a wave of carnal lust to herself.

“Remember, no survivors.”

“No problem. Cash in my account?”

“It’s being wired in as we speak. Matter of fact, it should be there right about now.”

“Time I was going, then,” Cassie said. On an impulse, she leaned forward and kissed the woman full on the lips. As she drew back, both women were smiling.

“If you have any more contracts, keep me in mind. Oh, and keep your eyes open during the Fourth of July.”

 

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)
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