Female Inflation

A Birthday Girl’s challenge

Becky was drunk, very drunk after all it was her 18^th and you’re only 18 once. She was a short girl at 5 foot 5 with small b cups but a large beautiful butt and toned stomach which for this evening was packed into a tight short red dress which accelerated her butt. She was currently on you 6^th shot of vodka which had followed a lot of other drinks. She was in the hotel room with her friend Tia who was much taller and fuller figured than Becky.

Miranda walked eagerly down the street, the brisk October wind blowing through her long, deep red hair.  She breathed in the air, sending small chills through her body, bringing a beautiful smile to her face.  She loved the autumn; the cold-but-not-too-cold air, the change of color amongst the flora, the wonderful smell of pumpkin spice everywhere you go, and, of course, the anticipation of the holiday season, which would start tonight!

BB stopped and listened - and heard only the wind and the birds. Her group went too far away. She was lost.

BB took a decent inhale. The air was brewed on herbs and fresh apples. She observed landscape lit by the sun. Golden field of buckwheat, a road curving around deserted apple garden. A village of log houses, a ribbon of birches mapping the bed of unseen river, hills and rocks on the other side to the horizon. The wristwatch showed 3 pm.

Abigail ran up to the front door of her friends’ house. “I’m Late!” she thought in her head. She rang the door bell, moments later she heard footsteps from behind the door. The door flung open, standing there was her friend Gabby with nothing but a green shirt and her panties on. “We were starting to think you weren’t gonna show.” Gabby said with a smirk, “Come in, everyone else is already here.” Abigail walked in and the two proceeded to the living room. Four other girls sat in the room, Samantha, Alexis, Jillian, and Lucy.