Female Inflation

Karen stood anxiously near the mouth of the huge waterslide that lay before her. Karen had straightened, golden-blonde hair that went to her armpits, giving her a glowing aura around her. She wore a white, two-piece bikini, its elastic hugging her curves nicely, and stood at 5’3. She stood silently as her friends chatted ahead of her.

The night was dark. Gentle currents of wind fluttered past. Warm. Even comforting. A pair of dark eyes caught the moonlight and sparkled.

Sarah walked quickly down the empty silent street. Occasionally she looked behind. No one followed it was deadly quiet. A slight breeze blew ruffling her red tartan skirt slightly in the wind. Sarah was glad that she wore her high socks to keep her slim little legs covered. Her white blouse offered the warmth she needed against this summer night.

Jen was excited. And when Jen was excited, things got interesting. She was gorgeous. She was tall, had large, perfect breasts, a heart shaped rear, and long blonde hair. Men AND women usually stopped and stared as she walked by. Yet, she was quite single. She always felt too good for prospective dates and almost always spent her nights alone. Well, after awhile, things get old. She had to resort to stranger and stranger methods to keep herself... happy.