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High Flying Bounce

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High Flying Bounce
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Average: 4.5 (16 votes)

Ms. Bouncer - Rising High

Amelia looked at the gaggle of scientists around her. “So let me get this straight,” she asked, “somehow, one of your weather balloons floated on up, and ended up getting stuck, and now you want me to retrieve it?”

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Average: 4.4 (5 votes)

Ms. Bouncer - Daily Grind

The shrill beeps of the alarm clock jolted Amelia awake in her bed. She blinked in the morning sunlight as she sat up and hit the OFF button with a sleepy arm. Last night at work had been a doozy, with Jerry apparently thinking that bringing a bottle of Sprite near sensitive equipment wouldn’t end in disaster. Turning to look at the calendar on her wall, Amelia scanned for the day’s date. 21st, 22nd, 23rd… wait! Today was the 26th! Amelia pumped her fist and smiled. It was the beginning of her two-week vacation! And that meant loads of time for patrolling the city!

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Average: 4 (5 votes)

One Night Lifts

She saw her from across the club. Red hair, a shot glass in hand. There was a wild look in her eyes, but what stood out the most was her bust. Sally didn’t know how, but this lady had a bust size triple the size of her head. And she didn’t even look weighed down, she was walking and chatting like it was nothing. Her tits just swung around like it was nothing, it was like they were weightless. Before Sally could think deeply about it, the redhead caught her gaze. She smiled and raised a crooked finger, beckoning Sally over.

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Average: 4.7 (12 votes)

Thin String

As the afternoon breeze passes by, you muffle another moan of pleasure. Tethered to the ground only by the string around your ankle, you lay atop your helium-filled cock and balls, aroused beyond belief. Below you, sitting in the shade provided by your ballooned bulk, I lounge nude on a towel, my curves on full display to the world. I don’t care if a passerby might see us, if one would even be out here so far into the countryside. Besides, you have much more pressing concerns than potential spectators.

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Average: 4.7 (20 votes)

Flirt and Flight

There’s a kind of comfort in expensive bars. For one, it’s perfect for if you need to be both alone and outgoing at the same time. After all, only the couples went to expensive places, no suitor or frat boy would bother with something so out of their league. For Julia, this was the perfect place for her current situation. She was outgoing alright, her curves alone accomplished that. Two taut breasts sat upon her chest, wider than her torso and protruding from her body by at least a foot, possibly two.

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Average: 4.7 (23 votes)

Mr. Gullible Inflated

While substituting, Mr. Gullible inhales his favorite gas, "Frazilium," until he begins to float away

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G9og079cc2c

Mr. Gullible Inflated
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Average: 4 (3 votes)

Explosive Event, An

I sit on the floor, casually lounging as I fill yet another balloon. There's still several hours before the party, so I haven't gotten dressed yet; I'm wearing a simple pair of panties and a form-fitting white tanktop. I sigh. "Man, who knew blowing balloons would take so long?" I lament, turning to you.

You're sitting on a chair in jeans and a white t-shirt, using a pump to fill the balloons. "Well, it's a good thing we have this pump. It could be a lot slower," you note, with a smirk.

I pout. "Well, I suppose. Still, next time we should just buy them, I guess."

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Average: 4.3 (17 votes)

Going Aloft

Lucy, with Swellington’s Travel Agency, and her new customer Sammy get ready for lift-off with the Swell Tropical Luxury Deluxe Package.  From Pakona's delightful story, Going Aloft.

Going Aloft
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Average: 4 (9 votes)

Letting Go

From my story Letting Go.

Letting Go
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Average: 4.3 (9 votes)
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