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Supernatural: Gabriel's Chocolate Factory

Submitted by bigboy86 on Mon, 08/25/2014 - 21:31
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"Dean," Sam asked, "where the hell are we?"

Where WERE they? It appeared to be one of the strangest places the Winchesters had ever seen. All sorts of bizarre equipment with strange bubbling fluids inside were scattered around the room.

"No clue, Sam," Dean replied at last. "It seems kind of familiar, though."

"I'm going to guess this is a trap of some sort."

"Hey, look, gum!" Dean said, spotting a silver-wrapped stick poking out of a machine. Unwrapping it, he began chewing.

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Average: 1.3 (4 votes)

Fwoomp

Submitted by System on Wed, 08/20/2014 - 23:00
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Play Time

Submitted by bigboy86 on Sun, 06/29/2014 - 18:44
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    "Look what I swiped from work, Jordan!" Abe cheered. He held up a spray bottle.
    "Oh, nice, glass cleaner," I replied. "Are you a kleptomaniac now?"
    I was lying in bed, wearing nothing but briefs, and reading a book. My lightly muscle toned hairy body was on top of the covers. Abe, my handsome Latino boyfriend, was in a wife beater and boxers, his thin, wiry body next to mine.
    "It's the stuff!" he exclaimed.
    "Sanitizer?" I asked, putting my book aside.

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Average: 2.8 (10 votes)

Fwoomp 5: Kaboom

Submitted by bigboy86 on Mon, 06/23/2014 - 11:44
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    "FETISH GAS BANNED FROM PUBLIC SALE."
    I was surprised at this article I'd found online. My boyfriend Rob and I and my other boyfriend Elvis had been using inflatium for years to inflate ourselves into various bloated forms for fun and sex. Now the government was banning it from being distributed to the public. Not only could we not get new supplies, we couldn't resell it to our fellow fetishists, who would have to make do with those silly inflatable costumes now.

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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Fwoomp 4: The Return of Gregory

Submitted by bigboy86 on Sat, 06/21/2014 - 22:43
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    Three pairs of arms held me as I kissed three bare chests. My men.
    "You are perfect," I said to all of them at once, and then laid next to Elvis on the beach.
    We were vacationing in Monterey, California, and were relaxing on the very cool Asilomar beach. It was me, Freddy Newman, with my three boyfriends, Rob Jones, Elvis Aps, and Justin Fawcett. We were called "The Balloon Animals" back in St. Louis. It'd started out as a little kink and ballooned from there.

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Average: 3 (7 votes)

Fwoomp 3: Rise of the Balloon Animals

Submitted by bigboy86 on Sun, 06/15/2014 - 21:01
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    "Okay," Police officer Ned said, "what the hell happened?"
    "Just Pride," I commented.
    "I've seen Pride before," he spat. "Couple hundred homos in the square, playing their music and dancing drag queens with rainbows and glitter. A bit to clean up, gotta control some of the protesters, but... what the hell?"
   
    What HAD happened?

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Average: 2.5 (8 votes)

Fwoomp 2

Submitted by bigboy86 on Wed, 06/11/2014 - 22:58
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    "Whatcha doing?" I asked Rob as I came home from work one day. He was intent on his laptop.
    "Looking up some more ways to have fun," he replied, smiling as I kissed his forehead.
    "You mean balloon time?"
    "Yeah, they keep sneaking out new ways to turn anyone into a balloon."

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Average: 2.6 (10 votes)

Fwoomp

Submitted by bigboy86 on Fri, 05/02/2014 - 20:33
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    It started out as a great day. I'd finally lost some of that annoying pudge I'd carried for so long, these contacts finally stopped irritating my eyes, and I finally looked great in a tank top and tight jeans. A pair of sunglasses and a little hair gel, and I'm ready to hit the town.
    I headed down the stairwell of my apartment building, humming a MIKA tune.

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Average: 3.4 (14 votes)

Goodyear Jerry

Submitted by bigboy86 on Mon, 03/10/2014 - 22:03
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    Jerry stared at me in a look that conveyed rage, horror, wonder and excitement all at the same time. I couldn't blame him. Not ten minutes ago, his lithe, naked form was strewn on my bed, toned, muscled, chisled six-pack abs with a nice, round butt. Now, he floated six inches off the ground, round as a beach ball, his head, arms, legs and cock sticking out.
    "What the fuck did you do?" he demanded.

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Average: 3.3 (8 votes)
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