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Serenity

We lay in the park, drunk with ethnic motives of the planet. Musicians of all skin colours change one another. Her stomach starts growing. “How do you do that?” – I ask lightly. She shrugs and spreads hands wider on the grass, eyes locked on the stage: “Endocrinologist told me this is not dangerous”. I embrace her slowly ballooning tummy. She grows more relaxed and rounded. We smile at each other. I crawl to sit behind and around her, to support her frame – the pose is more intimate than intended, but it relaxes her even more.

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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)

Check, Please

First dates are no fun because they’re basically a list of don’ts. Don’t be too eager. Don’t be too cold. Don’t show a lot of skin. Don’t be too shy. Don’t laugh too hard. Don’t seem too desperate.

Wendy knew the rules, and she knew just how crucial it was that they be followed. And dressed in a high-buttoned blouse and a simple skirt, tonight’s dive into the waters of the dating pool was going well enough. Phil was sweet, he was clever, and he made her laugh. He was dangerous.

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Average: 4.3 (8 votes)

Note on Inflation, A

“Thanks again for lettin’ me use your space” AnDJrea’s voice echoed through the warehouse-turned-nightclub as she finished hooking up the last few power cords into her equipment.  The lithe teen looked like a DJ booth had exploded on her.  Dyed green hair that ended in two very long pigtails, a sleeveless black-and-neon-green vest with an assortment of buttons, and a green skirt.  Her neon legwarmers completed the look.  “It really helps to have a space like this so I can hear how the music will sound in the end,” she continued.

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

Cool Under Pressure

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)

Cargo

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“Can you see inside?” Bridgette shouted.

Her legs began to shake under the weight of her friend. Katie stretched upwards as high as she could, but the height of the two girls was not enough to see inside the warehouse window.

“Nothing.” Katie said as she jumped down. “This is the oddest building. I’ve never seen it used before. It’s been here forever. I wonder what’s inside!”

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Average: 3.8 (10 votes)

Distracted

Miranda was one of those girls you never really notice in High School. She's that girl that's in your class and is just... there. She wanted to be seen as an object of awe. So, she looked around and found the Body Inflation area of the internet. She was weirded out... yet intrigued.

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Average: 2.4 (9 votes)

New Line of Inflatable Lingerie, A

A New Line of Inflatable Lingerie

 

“Hi, welcome to Lane Buoyant!” the cheerful saleswoman called out as new customers entered the store.

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Average: 4.1 (15 votes)

Control 3: Private Practice

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Control 3: Private Practice

 

To understand the background of this story, you might consider reading my other works “Control” and “Control 2: The College Years”.

 

“So, I heard you have a special procedure,” Mrs. Fitz said, making a rolling gesture with her hands. She was obviously hinting at something hidden, unspoken.

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Tina's Wish

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Warning deals with inflation fetish, graphic, extreme transformations and is for mature readers only. Proceed at your own risk.

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Average: 3.3 (12 votes)

Control 2: The College Years

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Note: To understand this story, you might want to read (or reread) one I wrote several years ago, named “Control”, which given the origin of Michael and Suzie.

 

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Average: 3.6 (9 votes)
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