Female Inflation

Blueberry Mentos

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Johnathon has always had an inflation fetish. Now that he was older and actually knew what being "turned on" means he can understand it a little more. Even as a little kid he remembered being turned on the most by Violet Beauregarde's inflation in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. He has always been partial to blueberry inflations, but once in a while he'd venture into some other types of inflation. He vowed one day, however, that he would create the wonka gum and actually turn people into blueberries.

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Average: 2.7 (3 votes)

Evil Teacher, The

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It was 1'o'clock and Ashley was siting in chemistry class having a boring time. Ashley began talking to her friend only to be interupted by her weird teacher, Mr. Fuller, telling her to stop talking. She of course stopped for she didn't want any more demerits.

"Open your textbooks to page 57 and do the analysis questions." said Mr.Fuller. Ashley hated the stupid questions. "Ashley, can I see you across he hall?" asked Mr. Fuller.

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Average: 2.6 (8 votes)

Bonds

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"What the hell?"

Clara lifted up her naked foot to see what had stuck to it, but it was impossible for her to see. The apartment floor resounded with each of the immense woman's steps as she plodded over to the sofa. The seat's vinyl upholstery creaked vocally as Clara gently lowered all of her five hundred and seventy three pounds into it's pillowy embrace. Clara sighed as her quarter ton weight sank into the cushions, she then lifted up her foot to peel off what had stuck to her foot. It was a nicotine patch. "Son of a bitch."

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Average: 4.2 (18 votes)

LuannePlatter

LuannePlatter
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Average: 3.7 (22 votes)

LoisGriffin

LoisGriffin
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Average: 3.9 (19 votes)

SplashWoman

SplashWoman
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Average: 3.4 (8 votes)

Cattleya

Cattleya
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Average: 4.1 (20 votes)

Sketcheh Requesteh Fin

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Sketcheh Requesteh Fin
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Average: 3 (5 votes)

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127092761226
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Average: 4.3 (19 votes)

Anxiety

I anxiously licked my lips, for what I was I going to be doing once I arrived home from school. Anxiously sat in class after class, wishing the clock would tick faster. Impatiently staring at the clock in each classroom I went with a glare that could kill someone. Nervously stretch my hands throughout class. Eat my lunch with no care at all; hoping it could get my mind of what I wanted to do so badly after school. The seconds inched closer and closer until the final bell of the day rang. It rang so loud I thought I was hearing a joyous melody.

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Average: 2.6 (5 votes)
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