helium

Liftoff

Another illustration from my story Orientation (which is a sequel to Party Favours).

Liftoff
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Average: 4.3 (13 votes)

Ms. Bouncer Origins

"Once home, and before Amelia could have the presence of mind to go to the hospital, she felt something flutter in her chest. It was almost as if she could feel her breasts inflating…"

Yet another case of somebody working alone late at night in the lab.  Won't you people ever learn?

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Ms. Bouncer is ©Venya8008

Ms. Bouncer Origins
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Average: 4.3 (11 votes)

DairyAire

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Well, is there?

DairyAire
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Average: 3.2 (6 votes)

Above the Dance Floor

An illustration from the short story "Above the Dance Floor" by Dragon-6860.

Above the Dance Floor
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Average: 4.5 (11 votes)

Advertising Job

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Twenty bucks an hour, let me tell you, that sort of pay is a miracle in today’s entry level job market. Probably because the people running this business think it’s necessary to justify what the job entails. I think that’s hilarious, I would have done this for free.

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Average: 4.3 (8 votes)

Itsy-Bitsy

Once they could be studied, it was found that the little machines Irene had been infected with were keyed only to her DNA and inside anyone else they stopped replicating after a few generations.  Without pumping out the helium, those infected will inflate almost as big as Irene does, though after a while they will deflate when the nanites cease to funtion.  A pump will aid in deflation or control the inflation.  To operate, the nanites require a lot of energy which they get from consuming adipose so those who are repeatedly exposed tend to slim down very nicely.  

Itsy-Bitsy
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Average: 4.1 (13 votes)

Widowmaker - Escape

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Widowmaker cursed as she ran through the corridors bathed in red light. Here she was, Talon’s top operative who had a flawless record of missions, and here she was running for her life because she had somehow tripped the alarms. No matter, she had the data-drive secured, all she needed to do was make her escape. Once she was outside, she could slip away into the night to the rendezvous point, so long as the extract team did their job. Shadows danced to the right of the assassin’s vision, and she darted into a supply closet.

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Average: 3.7 (7 votes)

Outgassing

For several days after the lab accident and fearing she would lose her job, Irene was able to hide her condition by slipping into a supply closet every hour and using a vacuum pump to keep herself looking somewhat normal.  That seemed to be working until she was held up in a video conference all morning long, unable to leave.  While she successfully concealed her swelling with the tactical use of her lab coat, what she didn't know was that the nanites in the helium she was outgassing had saturated the small room and her coworkers had each ingested a rather large dosage of them.

Outgassing
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Average: 4.1 (10 votes)

Trust

Sarah shivered in the breeze as she followed Jessica along the trail. Everything about her current situation was insane, the nudity, the promise, and the idea of what they were about to do. But here Sarah was, following along diligently.

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Average: 4.7 (12 votes)

Enlightenment

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I looked up at the blue expanse above me, barren of clouds and silent. Not a single breeze floated through the meadow as I stood there, naked as the day I was born. It had taken three hours to drive out here, to this spot far beyond civilization. I had ditched the dirtbike some miles back, I wouldn't be needing it for the trip home if everything went right. Other people might say what I was doing was dangerous, that I should turn back now, but hey. What's life without a little risk after all? I knew what I was about to do, and I knew how I was going to do it.

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Average: 4.7 (10 votes)
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