Female Inflation

Julia pouted. "It's not fair.  I get all ready to go out..." The tomboyish girl gestured to herself, dressed in a tank top, jacket, sandals, skirt and bike shorts. "...and they tell me that I can't because of some 'alleged incident.'"

"'Alleged incident?'" Charlotte asked.

"Something about another lab on campus exploding," she said dismissively.

"Weren't you working in that lab at the time?"

Maria was sitting on the beach in Doomora Jungle naked and sighing in pleasure. Ever since becoming the Goddess of Sea-Life, she was stuck in a constant state of pleasure due to a pleasure parasite being put into her head to keep her calm and kept from losing it and going into a blind rage and hurting anybody near her. She sure didn’t complain, she got to feel pleasure for the rest of eternity after being tortured for probably close to twenty years as a slave.

Flora sighed, closing the door behind her.  It had been a hectic week full of meetings, conferences, more meetings, visits to factories, motivational speakers of dubious quality, still more meetings and, curiously, a visit by the police regarding an escaped convict posing as a motivational speaker.  At some point during the day she had resolved to strip off her suit and mini-skirt the second she got home, but when she finally arrived she was too worn out to even put in the effort, only wanting to relax and not have to worry about anything.  She would have liked