Female Inflation

Jo-Beth groaned in pain as she sprawled on the dirt floor. This mansion was falling apart on her, the wooden panels constantly breaking under her feet. Now, she was in some strange hole. It was littered with cobwebs, and had no flooring. Probably a space between the walls of the mansion. She cursed herself for wearing such a short skirt today, as well as wearing her favorite outfit; her boots, her fishnet stockings and her short t-shirt, all torn up and filthy.

It was Motoko long awaited vacation. On her first day off, she decided to go pool side. She arrived at the pool with her lounge chair and drink. She looked out at the pool. Which was empty. “This is perfect.” She thought. ‘I'll relax in the sun. Then go for a swim.” Motoko unpacked her stuff and opened up her lounge chair under a nice shady umbrella. She sat down and lounged back. After an hour of sun bathing she climbed out of her lounge chair and headed into the pool. Off the diving she jumped into the deepest part of the pool and began to swim laps.

Sophitia was a loving mother, a devoted wife, and a fierce fighter all bundled into one package. She searched for the demon sword Soul-Edge out of love for her family, showing piety and virtue as she picked up her sword, her fearless eyes staring out into the horizon. Beneath all of her unfaltering virtue and strength, Sophitia had one weakness...a hot button of sorts, which we will soon see how that lead to her very demise...

“Yeah, whatever… just give me big breasts,” Kelly demanded, barely paying attention to Stephanie’s words of caution. But Stephanie didn’t care – she had selected Kelly carefully and had anticipated that Kelly wouldn’t want to know much about the procedure. After all, she was mainly interested in looking sexy and turning on men wherever she went – thinking and talking was for ugly people, she had her body to impress people. But Kelly wanted more – more cleavage, to be exact.