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Voodoo Balloon

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Helia falls "victim" to an expansive prank.

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Average: 3.6 (8 votes)

Teen Titans: Ever More

Beast Boy was delirious with joy. No more being harshly criticized when he was just doing the best he could. No more being the "joke member" of the Brotherhood of Doom. No more having the only female member of his team be way out of his league. Most of the Teen Titans were newer to being a superhero than he was, and one of the girls was un-spoken-for. Well, he would speak for her soon, Beast Boy thought to himself, as he galloped the halls of the newly-built Titans Tower in stallion form.

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)

Lust in the Lab

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The windowless room had a marble table that stood at the middle top of the area, enough room below to walk around and perform various projects; vials and beakers were bubbling and foaming, as a woman with white hair and a youthful face was present at her lab station, wearing her lab coat. Jeanne Gray pushed her glasses up and looked over a pink vial, shaking back and forth gently for a reaction.

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Average: 3.5 (8 votes)

Party Favours

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Disclaimer: Mature, naughty, inflatable, things contained herein. Don't be reading this if you're not supposed to.

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Average: 3.6 (9 votes)

Sorceress' Tools, The

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Lana walked into her spellworking closet. She called it a closet but it was more like a warehouse. Along with her was her cousin, Nania, who was 28, only a year younger than Lana.

"What's that?" asked Nania picking up a green crystal and instantly turning into a turtle.

"Stop That! You're going to kill yourself!" She turned Nania back to normal with a wave of her hand. "A lot of this stuff will do weird things to you if you play around with them. Take for example this scarf."

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Average: 3 (4 votes)

Soda Pop

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It had been a long day, but it was finally over. Kayla was happy. John was going to take her out on a date tonight. The day had gone on for what seemed like hours, but it had finally come to an end. Kayla had just finished getting ready, when John pulled up.

John gave a honk on the horn. “Come on Kayla! Let’s roll!” he called. Kayla came running out to join John. “Hop in” said John, and Kayla did so. In a matter of moments the two were off. After cruising around town for a little bit, John pulled into the local Taco Bell. Kayla couldn’t help but feel a little let down.

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Average: 3.2 (5 votes)

Groomer, The

It was another slow day at the Meadows Kennel and Grooming facility. Tiffany, the new twenty-four year old dog groomer, only had four animals to groom and would probably be able to go home early. Tiffany had long brown hair (which she kept in a ponytail), and vivid green eyes. She was about 5’ 7’’, had a pretty face, and had a curvy body. Tiffany also had no reservations about showing off her body, because it often meant larger tips. Today she was wearing a tight white T-shirt that revealed her busty figure, as well as a tight pair of faded jeans.

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Average: 3.7 (7 votes)

Air Bags Optional

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It wasn't easy for a girl like me to find a suitable vehicle to drive about, especially in my condition that sometimes seemed to afflict me at the oddest moments. I needed a new car to tote my little balloon body around in. I needed something roomy and economical, partly so I would have money to continue buying my custom-made wardrobe.

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Average: 3.8 (6 votes)

From Dusty to Busty

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Another sunny day, another day sunning myself at my folks' place. I would go elsewhere but I never knew what circumstances might make me, well, grow. If I was in any other garment of clothing other than a bathing suit, I would be glad to wander out in the masses, bulging with air or not.

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

On the Air

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I must admit that part of the fun of being a balloon girl is the attention. Recently I was called to do a small radio spot for a station in town. I arrived at the radio station and was guided to the broadcast booth. The place was rather warm so I slipped out of my blouse, revealing the tank top I wore beneath. I sat comfortably in the seat with headphones and a microphone hanging before my face. The headphones would be used so I could hear the radio announcer and the callers questions once the broadcast started.

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)
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