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Elemental's Fury

Submitted by System on Sun, 05/10/2009 - 17:56
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The sea was gently rolling in onto the beach, leaving white bubbling foam along the coast when Nayasha awoke. She shook her head in an effort to clear her clouded mind and slowly details began to return. Nayasha was a sorcerer who lived in a lovely white tower only a few hundred metres from the beautiful beach she now lay upon. She normally was a huge fan of the ocean and loved to watch the sea from her window up in her room but today she just didn't get such a thrill from it. This was because as a sorcerer she was supposed to wield mighty magic and have many rare magical artefacts.

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Average: 3.9 (7 votes)

Megan's Drink

Submitted by System on Thu, 05/07/2009 - 01:10
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It had come, the long awaited event, 5:00 pm on Friday. Chemist Luke Osmond looked up at the clock and immediately got ready to depart. He entered the restroom to change out of his lab clothes. His brother David, and Megan, David's girlfriend, pulled up outside the lab and entered the lab.

"Hey, Mike!" David shouted, "Are you here?"

"Yeah! I'll be out in a minute!" Mike yelled from the restroom.

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Average: 3.7 (3 votes)

Potion of Flight

Submitted by System on Thu, 05/07/2009 - 00:44
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There are no Knights of the Round Table in this story, but there is a Round Knight. I hope you enjoy it.

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Average: 3.6 (10 votes)

Kind Deed, A

Submitted by System on Thu, 05/07/2009 - 00:40
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It goes without saying that women can, at times, be far more vengeful than any man could ever dream of being. This is a story of vengeance, misplaced trust, and helium. Mostly the latter.

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Average: 4 (13 votes)

Watery Whitney, Part 2

Submitted by System on Mon, 05/04/2009 - 01:19
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Whitney smiled as she sped down the highway in her red convertible Sunfire. The top
back, wind in her hair, Whitney shot towards Lindsay's house. She rubbed her still-slightly-
swollen belly. She was a bit stretched out from the previous night’s endeavors. She took a
deep breath of the sea air and wondered what Lindsay would look like after five years. Last
time Whitney had seen her, she was a rather slim dirty blonde haired girl with modest curves.
Her bright green eyes always seemed to shine through the night. Whitney crossed the bridge

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

Watery Whitney, Part 1

Submitted by System on Mon, 05/04/2009 - 01:12
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"Ugh" thought Whitney, "What a day."

Whitney was at a sales convention in Florida. She really hated her job, but
stayed with the company under the pretense that she might actually get promoted
to senior manager of her local area. The pay would be almost twice what she was
making now. But for now, she was only a lowly grunt. Or at least that's as she
saw it.

"At least..." she thought, "I'm only half a mile away from Lindsay's place...
and the beach."

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

Abducted

Submitted by System on Sun, 05/03/2009 - 23:58
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THE AWAKENING

I woke up surrounded by a group of incredibly huge-breasted women. Immediately I thought, "Uh-oh.... not again."

"He's awake!" said one in the front, a dark-haired beauty. The light dress she wore was tattered and torn, and she had obviously made some attempt to piece it back together. I sat up, and they all took a step back. The other women were similarly attired, in a variety of fashions. Some were in rugged camping clothes, others in city wear. There seemed to be fashions from all over the world.

"Where am I?" I asked.

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Average: 3.6 (9 votes)

Revenge of the Balloons

Submitted by System on Sun, 05/03/2009 - 19:40
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Carissa was a beautiful young woman, one that could have appeared on the cover of any fashion magazine in the world had she chosen a career in modeling. She had honey gold hair, smooth, flawless skin, grey-blue eyes, and a delicate lips that framed a generous, sensual mouth. Her breasts were big and round, firmly held in place by the young muscle of her chest, muscle she kept up by working out regularly. She could have any man she wanted, and she had, but she was not concerned with men right now.

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)

Help Line

Submitted by System on Tue, 04/14/2009 - 21:29
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"Micrisoft help line, how may we help you?" Betty spoke into her handless phone.

"Umm... I having a problem with one of your programs." The female voice came from the ear piece. It was a pleasent voice, almost melodic. Immediately betty was jelouse. She immediately associated voices like that with people who were more attractive than she was.

"Yes, Which program?" Betty asked while she thought 'Bitch'.

"Microsoft Word." came the reply.

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Average: 3 (5 votes)

Ally's Backyard

Submitted by System on Fri, 04/10/2009 - 01:28
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Ally had the idea when she was talking to one of her friends during lunch. They had been talking about some piece of gossip or another and the thought had suddenly sprung into her head. Now, in the middle of July, she finally had the means and the courage to try it. Dressed in her new pink bikini, she stepped out of her enormous house onto her back deck. She was lucky to have run into so much money. Now she had the house of her dreams on the outskirts of town with the only neighbors being over an eighth of a mile away.

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Average: 4.1 (11 votes)
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