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Return to Her Natural State, The

Submitted by MsLuv on Wed, 08/30/2023 - 21:19
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Stress Inflating

Jhanavi plops down on her bed, making her bounce briefly on the padding as she rests her back on the wall. A low groan escapes between her hands which covered her face, hoping that the distressed noises would help relieve some of the stress she was feeling from work.

The sun gently shined on her as Jhan sat on her bed, mumbling under her breath. The colours of her blue jeans and dark shirt glowed under the light of the outdoors. 

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Average: 4.7 (12 votes)

Story Where A Wife Makes Her Husband Blow Up, A

Submitted by blowpop on Sun, 08/11/2019 - 04:14
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Pete and Jenny had the strongest, yet most unusual marriage. Pete was a stay-at-home husband taking care of the kids, while Jenny is a photographer who specializes in shooting bodybuilders. Jenny, although she was loyal in her entire 10 years of marriage with Pete, grew unsatisfied with the current physique of her husband. Pete, though quite rotund himself, was no where near as large as the bodybuilders that Jenny work with. After an exhausting day of work taking thousands of photos of bodybuilders in various power poses, Jenny would come home and have some intimate time with her husband.

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Average: 1.9 (16 votes)

Trust

Submitted by Venya on Mon, 10/08/2018 - 04:09
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Sarah shivered in the breeze as she followed Jessica along the trail. Everything about her current situation was insane, the nudity, the promise, and the idea of what they were about to do. But here Sarah was, following along diligently.

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Average: 4.7 (15 votes)

Enlightenment

Submitted by Venya on Mon, 10/08/2018 - 03:54
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I looked up at the blue expanse above me, barren of clouds and silent. Not a single breeze floated through the meadow as I stood there, naked as the day I was born. It had taken three hours to drive out here, to this spot far beyond civilization. I had ditched the dirtbike some miles back, I wouldn't be needing it for the trip home if everything went right. Other people might say what I was doing was dangerous, that I should turn back now, but hey. What's life without a little risk after all? I knew what I was about to do, and I knew how I was going to do it.

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Average: 4.7 (12 votes)

Long Day

Submitted by Venya on Mon, 10/08/2018 - 03:42
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The warm waters of the bath washed over Lily as she sank down. Her aching muscles relaxed, strained from the day's arduous work. The screaming faces of angry managers were stuck in her mind alongside snide and sarcastic customers. She wanted to quit her job, to drift away from it entirely, but she needed the pay. Tuition didn't pay itself. Shaking her head, she tried to relax in the bath, but she couldn't seem to just forget the days worries.

No.

She could.

Closed eyes, deep breaths.

She knew what to do.

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Average: 4.3 (13 votes)

Home alone

Submitted by Balloon_neko on Wed, 09/07/2016 - 20:55
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I take the hose and gently l lube it..finally, tonight was the night where i would inflate like a balloon. Nobody was home, expect for me, and the air compressor. I was wearing a black sweatshirt and grey sweatpants. I trembled a little, nervous and excited about filling my body with air. I was in my room and had the door shut. I pulled down the sweatpants, and took the hose, pulled it around to my butt, i took a deep breath and gently, carefully, pushed the clear tubing into my arse.

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Average: 3.6 (25 votes)

Cool Under Pressure

Submitted by blank on Sat, 07/04/2015 - 02:12
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Cool Under Pressure

Kate shivered slightly with excitement as she pulled the canister from its hiding place under her bed. She'd been waiting for a moment like this to use it, and now that it was here, she felt butterflies in her stomach. It was for good reason, though; Paul would soon be over. And when he was, she wanted him to see her at her very best.

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Average: 4.4 (24 votes)

Request Color

Submitted by System on Tue, 04/12/2011 - 16:03
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Average: 3.4 (8 votes)

Jenny's Poem

Submitted by System on Thu, 10/22/2009 - 17:25
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Jenny slammed the door and cried,
“Why do they turn such a blind eye?”
“It’s my body, slender and thin?”
A thought came to her, she turned with a grin.
“I’ll show them how big I can be!”

She took a hose that she had got,
Stuck it on the tank she had bought.
With a twist, she turned the tank on,
“After tonight my slimness will be gone!”
“I’ll be the biggest ever seen!”

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Average: 3.6 (10 votes)

Jen's Balloons

Submitted by System on Thu, 10/22/2009 - 17:20
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Jen lay back on her bed, trying to remember the dream she had been having before her alarm woke her up. It was beginning to fade, but she could still remember the major parts. She was lying somewhere, maybe a beach? Maybe at home…it was fading fast. She remembered having a large belly, sticking out above of her, as she was lying down. Then it was gone, all she could remember was that she had a dream, and the vagueness about what it was, but that was it. She sighed, closed her eyes, trying to will the dream back into being, but nothing.

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Average: 4.4 (30 votes)
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