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I opened my eyes and looked around.  He and I stood on a walking path in one of the local parks, but I didn't immediately recognize which one.  It was sunny and lightly breezy, a perfect mid-summer afternoon.  I looked up between the treetops to a clear blue sky, with an occasional puffy cumulus cloud.  A college girl was jogging away from us, her ponytail bouncing up in the air as she ran, so she must have just passed the two of us on the path.

“Did it work?” he asked.

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Average: 4.3 (8 votes)

Bloomp

Prg gazed in awe at the planet that filled the view from his cockpit.  Water, in at least three of the fourteen known states of matter.  Plant life.  And that’s just what he could see with his own borp.  Turning his attention to his scan readouts, he also found the planet teeming with life in numerous forms.  Countless structures made of alloys and composite materials dotted the landscape in varying densities.  There were even thousands of artificial satellites in orbit.  Not just life, but intelligent life!

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Average: 3.9 (12 votes)

A Berry Peculiar Situation

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Beth meandered through the many blueberry groves, lost in their intricacies. The sun was slowly setting, with a orange haze falling over her. She hadn't eaten since breakfast, and the many blueberries surrounding her seemed to be an inviting treat.

"I know the sign at the front of the farm said not to eat them, but they look so delicious..." Beth cusped a bundle of berries in her hand. The prospect of eating them only grew more tempting. In a sudden jerk, she picked the berries. with curiosity, and hunger, she bit into one.

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Average: 2.5 (4 votes)

Double or Pop

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I'd been so excited when I got the letter to appear on 'Extreme Bad Girls Club', my favourite TV game show. It was basically a general knowledge quiz but with forfeits in each round which were invented anew every episode, so you never knew what it had in store for you. These afternoon broadcasts were a secret vice of mine, but sitting there on the sofa at home I found I could answer every single question correctly. I'd got through the auditions fine and at last I'd been called up to appear live.

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Average: 4.1 (17 votes)

Lesson Over Tea, A

A witch's tea party is a much more complicated affair than your average get together. I don't mean that in an arrogant, "Oh you mundane folk just can't understand the ways of magic" sort of way. I am speaking quite literally: older witches use these gatherings as a way to judge an evaluate their peers on multiple levels. Choice of tea and food, sipping versus slurping, how one crosses their legs; all these things supposedly display hidden truths that the senior practitioners of witchcraft will analyse and discuss with great enthusiasm as soon as the younger ones go home.

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Average: 3.3 (7 votes)

Rating's Boom

"E-excuse me..." Valerie covered her mouth, shocked at the loud belch she had just let loose. The effects of her near constant snacking on stage had a visual and audible effect. She had to pause the show for a bit to adjust her top to cover her bulging stomach, the camera gliding about the set hoping not to catch her wide frame in full. Most of the audience was silent - they had expected this from her by now.

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Average: 3.8 (11 votes)

Billboards and Balloons

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Laying atop the bookshelf by the door, Victoria's cat rested peacefully in her apartment.  His owner out on a date, he was enjoying a quiet afternoon.

At least he had been.

The door suddenly flung open angrily, it sent shivers through the house as Victoria smashed it shut.  "The nerve of that guy!  Staring at that billboard like that!"

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Average: 3.5 (8 votes)

Cotton Pink, Defeated?

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So far, so good. I've gotten in without triggering any alarms, the display glass around the target is cheap, and I'm awesome robot with a wide array of tools built right in. I took a moment to admire my smooth, vaguely feminine metal form before beginning to cut a perfect little window for me to reach through and grab my quarry.

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)

Home alone

I take the hose and gently l lube it..finally, tonight was the night where i would inflate like a balloon. Nobody was home, expect for me, and the air compressor. I was wearing a black sweatshirt and grey sweatpants. I trembled a little, nervous and excited about filling my body with air. I was in my room and had the door shut. I pulled down the sweatpants, and took the hose, pulled it around to my butt, i took a deep breath and gently, carefully, pushed the clear tubing into my arse.

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Average: 3.6 (24 votes)

Hell of a Drug

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The old red truck clanked to a stop and Bridgette leapt out, her boots creating a small cloud of sand. Haley smiled visibly. If there was one thing she loved more than partying with her friends, it was camping with them.

“Finally we’re here...” smiled Bridgette

“Hey it only took… three hours? But hey, what do you expect in that piece of junk?” giggled Haley.

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)
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