Female Inflation

Franziska von Karma Belly Inflation

Franziska von Karma Belly Inflation
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Average: 2.5 (2 votes)

Yura of the Hair 1

A commission of Yura of the Hair, my favorite anime character, by Guillermo Casas, a non-inflation artist I met at a convention. I'm thinking of having this be a series where Yura gets inflated by other such artists. Let me know if that notion appeals.

Yura of the Hair 1
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Average: 4.3 (8 votes)

Blonde Inflating

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Blonde Inflating
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Average: 4.3 (10 votes)

Full of Herself

One drip. Two drips. Three drips. Hayley watched her engorged breast swell like melons as they rapidly lactated. She was shocked to see how rapid and effective the results of the lactation creme she applied to her chest was. Her once modest B-Cups were now far past D-Cups and reaching to DDD in a hurry.

"Damn, I'm really busty now." She cheeredfully quipped at her new breast line.

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Average: 4.3 (12 votes)

PrOP Comedy

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Wiping tears from her eyes Tamara looked at herself in the rearview mirror of her car. Her light blue eyes were strained by red veins that glistened with tears. She brushed the bangs of her brunette bob cut to hide her swollen eyes. Sniffling she put her car into park and got out.

Tamara was a new comedian, but not just any comedian, a prop comic to be exact. But her first set on stage tonight didn't go as planned; being booed off stage in a matter of minutes and even hearing a heckler call her "fatty".

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Average: 4 (11 votes)

Not What I Wanted

Rachel was an already curvy women in her early 30s. Her hair dyed black and fashioned like Betty Page's, accented with a bow. She decorated her face in makeup that included dark eyeliner with wings and reddish lipstick.

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Average: 4.4 (16 votes)

Nessa berry

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Nessa berry
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Average: 4.3 (9 votes)

Lessy Inflates

Lessy Inflates
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Average: 4.3 (8 votes)

Hellpuffer: Modeus

Hellpuffer: Modeus
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Average: 4.2 (6 votes)

Double Zeroes: Defying Gravity's Orders

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The crew of the Recovery Routers gathered outside the locked door of the seventh and last available spaceship bay aboard their orbiting station.

Elam, a thirty-year-old maintenance man and makeshift member of the salvaging team, stared at the seam of the two heavy trapezoid doors set in their hexagon frame. Elevator-like cherry-red lights dimmed above one by one while the AI intercom methodically described what was causing all the whirring and clanging on the other side.

“Floor doors secure,” its crisp, synthetic butler voice relayed.

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Average: 4.7 (3 votes)
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