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Surfer's Cove

Julie has an unfortunate encounter at a water park.

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

Cindy Learns a Life Lesson in Less Than 500 Words

A tale of inflation and life lessons.

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Average: 2 (3 votes)

Balloon Bar, The

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So I'm driving along, fresh out from a long day at work. It was just one of those days you wouldn't wish on your worst enemy, or maybe you would.

Anyway, I'm driving home, but there ain't no real reason to go there. I share my apartment with myself, and the though of cooking something for dinner isn't really appealing to me. It's Friday and come to think of it, I'm not really hungry, but thirsty. So I figure I'll stop at my favorite spot for a beer or two or three.

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Average: 3.6 (10 votes)

Game of Mouse and Cat, A

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Penny LOVES Carnivals. Her friend Courtney and herself were actually in the midst of enjoying one at this very moment.

"Come onnnnnnn! Why can't we play that baseball toss again? I want a balloon!" Penny whined a little to her companion. "You know that game is rigged right...look how strong you are! You clocked those tin cans every single time and one never went down..." Courtney retorted, shaking her head a little in dismay.

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)

Am I Crazy, Doc?

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“What’s wrong with me?” I wonder to myself as I pet my flat belly while I lay on my bed looking up at the ceiling. A week ago my pregnant friend stuffed a hose in me and made me swell up like a balloon.

“That’s impossible though - that’s not even remotely, humanly possible. Am I turning into a cartoon?” I give a slight puff on my thumb and I can feel my chest swell a bit with air.

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Average: 3.6 (5 votes)

You Don't Know

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“You look great, Kerry, don’t be so hard on yours,” I tell my friend Kerry who is eight months pregnant.

“I’m a fucking cow! That’s why he ignores me. All he sees is how I used to be thin and I blew up into this,” Kerry says wiping tears that are running her makeup.

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Average: 3.6 (12 votes)

Rubbermaid: The Origin of Rubbermaid

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Detective Ronda Mord was on the night watch on the east side industrial part of town, when she spotted lights on in the Badyear rubber plant. The plant shuts down promptly at 6:00, and ordinarily is quiet as a tomb by 6:30. Investigating further, Detective Mord finds several cars illegally parked in a loading zone. She tries the side door, and finds it's been forced open. Confident that she can handle any problems herself, she does not call for backup.

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Average: 3 (4 votes)

Drummer Girl

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"Very good! that was an excellent rehearsal, class! be sure to shine your Instruments tonight, the parade is only tomorrow!" said Band teacher, she was old, but sweet. she walked slowly to Becky, a svelte girl with Black hair and blue eyes who played the drums for the school band. "Becky!" said the band teacher in a bit of a harsh voice "You need to practice a bit more before tomorrows parade! i don't want a bad drummer tomorrow" Becky nodded and replied "I will do my best, Ma'am" she then put on her tall band hat, her red and blue Band jacket, that matched her bottoms and buttoned it up.

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Average: 2.3 (3 votes)

Amateur Hour

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It was just another peaceful day in the city. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, children ran and played in the parks. The machinery of civilization ground onwards. But all was not as peaceful as it seemed. Somewhere in midtown, trouble was brewing, and a fateful encounter was about to take place between two rather unique individuals…

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Average: 3 (3 votes)

Buy Me a Balloon

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"Mommy, buy me a balloon!" said the little girl as she tugged on her mothers dress. "oh.... ok" said the mom as she pulled out her money from her purse. it was the 1st day of the carnival, and Milly wanted to go with her mother. Her mother handed the money to the balloon Vendor, he counted the money and said "here you go, 3 balloons for your little girl". Milly's mother took the balloons and tied one to each of her daughter's arms, but she had one left. "Well, you want to carry this one, Milly?" said her mother. Milly nodded and took the balloon's string.

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Average: 3.9 (7 votes)
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