Female Inflation

Bounce

You look up at me pleadingly as I tug your leash. I can see the embarrassment in your large expressive eyes as you sit there on your knees, generous rear end resting back on your heels, your pouty little mouth covered over by a strip of pink duct tape. Your hands are cuffed behind you, forcing your already extremely well-endowed breasts forward, pale cleavage bulging out of your pink PVC top.

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Average: 4.2 (19 votes)

Dunk Tank

"Hey man! Thanks for showing up. You signed up to work the dunk tank with Kate and Stacy, right?" I asked, handing you a little badge that read "Staff" and pointing you towards a squat little platform in the distance.

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Average: 4.5 (33 votes)

Creak, Gasp, Bang!

"So, what kind of surprise for me do you have set up at a gas station in the middle of nowhere, of all places?" You ask, hopping out of the passenger seat and looking around. This place is deserted. The only other cars you can see are the ones that occasionally pass by on the highway off in the distance. Your eyes linger for a second on the free air compressor: we parked pretty close. I notice a little smirk cross your pretty face for just a second.

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Average: 4.2 (30 votes)

FDA Approved

"Hey, want a free sample?" The girl held up a tray covered in small cups of what looked like blueberry milkshake.

Steve paused for a moment and looked her over. She was short, curvy, blond, and had a tiny nose piercing. Cute, even in the dorky mall coffee shop uniform. Her nametag read "Sara."

"Sure, but what is it? Isn't this place supposed to be a coffee shop?"

"It's our new Blueberry Spice Fluffocino! It's delicious! It even has new self replicating flavors, and it's FDA approved," smiled Sara.

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Average: 3.8 (9 votes)

All in the wrong places?

You sure it's wrong...?

All in the wrong places?
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Average: 4.4 (27 votes)

Trial, The

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“Bring in the accused!” Brother Martin called across the large sanctuary.  Two armed guards opened the double doors to allow a small group of people into the church.  It was 1692, and disturbing word had reached the citizens of the Massachusetts town of Boston that Salem was in the midst of terror.  Women and men were accused of consorting with the devil and practicing other forms of witchcraft.  With distaste, they heard the peo

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Average: 4 (10 votes)

mb003_by_crew2014

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

There she goes

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There she goes
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Average: 3.8 (12 votes)

Glug

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Average: 3.6 (8 votes)

drinkup

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drinkup
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Average: 4.1 (17 votes)
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