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Game, The

Submitted by syko on Tue, 05/07/2013 - 01:22
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They woke up in a regularly lit room. Four Females (over 20) were lying on the floor, naked, and no clue how they got

there. The room had no  windows, but had a classy wallpaper, red rugs, and a chandaleer haning from the 

middle. Clair, a Brunet girl at 5ft 10in sat up and surveyed her surroundings. The other girls seemed as 

bewildered as she was. She was about to say something when a voice came from the ceiling. 

 

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Average: 3.4 (14 votes)

Balloon Bayou

Submitted by Anonymous on Sat, 03/23/2013 - 22:17
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When Sharice awoke, she found herself in a familiar, but suddenly very frightening place. She was completely naked, and despite her athletic physique, she found herself unable to budge the ropes that tied her toned arms and legs down. Looking down, she couldn't see much more than her own sizable breasts. But looking up and side-to-side, she recognised the inside of Laura Overland's backyard shed.

"So, how're those ropes working out for ya?" said Laura, leering over Sharice, who struggled with her bonds.

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Average: 3.8 (15 votes)

If Wishes Were Balloons

Submitted by Anonymous on Fri, 03/22/2013 - 16:17
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The merciless desert sun beat down on the three archeologists, causing their clothes to be drenched in sweat. Although this made the two males, Greg and Ian, look rather like slobs, it had a very different effect on their busty student associate, Stephanie: The sweat merely made her tan skin glisten, her wet clothes clinging tightly to her svelt, shapely body, making her top almost transparent, while her shorts ran up her crotch, showing off her rounded behind.

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Average: 3.4 (12 votes)

Cosplay Accident, The

Submitted by whoppernugget on Sat, 03/16/2013 - 22:49
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It was a rainy day in Seattle. Emerald City Comic-con was coming in a matter of days. And Jamie was excited. He had issued a challenge with his friend, Serena. No, they weren't dating, but he wished they were. The challenge was to build a costume that had some kind of special trick that they would let the fans of ECCC decide who was the best. But first, he would have to make the costume. So he decided on a waterbender costume, from Avatar: the last airbender. His special "power" was that he would have a tube that pumped water from his wrists, as if he was literally waterbending.

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Average: 3.1 (15 votes)

Ski Lodge, The - part 1

Submitted by hfilled on Fri, 03/01/2013 - 05:15
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Cora looked over the men that had answered their brochures. "Sheesh, Tiffany, did they ever answer! 'Experimental ski thereapy for men, only obese need apply.' There must be a dozen!"

"That's good,' answered Tiffany. "Fun times to be had by all...for a little while" She smiled mischievously as Cora leaned over and kissed her breifly. "We've left 'refreshments' out for our guests--"

"Same as we left for those gals?"

"The very same. Oh, except for one guy that arrived early, he has a special variant of the 'Boom' serum."

"Variant how?"

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Average: 3.5 (10 votes)

Water Balloon Figure

Submitted by NJinflation90 on Sat, 02/16/2013 - 08:18
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The sun was high on this summer day in South Jersey and Katie was busy lounging in her back yard by her pool, as she was seen on every other day. She had sported a tiny, baby blue bikini top and matching bottom as she soaked in the sun, waiting for her friends to get there. Katie could be described as pretty, standing at 5'7 with B cup breasts and an ample bottom with a flat, athletic stomach. Her straight brunette hair hung down to her shoulders with her big sunglasses blocking her particularly beautiful blue eyes.

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Average: 3.8 (13 votes)

Eclair Creamy

Submitted by Hiltuglas on Sat, 01/26/2013 - 19:31
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Douglas, finally got up the nerve to ask out this lovely lady he had meet a few wonderful months back.

They had become close friends in those last few month He admired her from afar for a great deal of time as well.

Her name was Josie and her soft locks of Light brown hair shown from the lights of the sun like a beacon calling home save many a sailor from the power of the sea , her eyes as deep as the very depths of the universe the shim of her eyes like the twinkling of the very stars.

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Average: 3.5 (16 votes)

Swell Time with Heroes

Submitted by Flesh Demon on Tue, 01/22/2013 - 21:59
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Hailie Adams was a short, skinny blonde girl who's life never seemed to turn out so well. The only thing that she could do remotely well was inhale... and inhale, and inhale. When she was little she found out while playing with her friends that she could hold her breath very long. This was due to the fact that she could pull in an unreal amount of air. As a bored child, she practiced this inhaling till she started to expand.

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Average: 3.4 (10 votes)

Cheerleader Scorned, A - Part 2: Too Much of a Good Thing

Submitted by Redsnake on Sat, 12/22/2012 - 04:03
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“In here!”

Jordyn tugged Heather’s arm and pushed open the door, pulling the cheer captain excitedly in behind her. She flicked on the lights before the darkness could fold fully around them, revealing a room modestly-sized for its purpose; a few solid tables stood out along a bare hardwood floor, surrounded by a variety of tools, the smell of sawdust, a posted reminder that Suzie never wore her safety glasses and that now she doesn’t need them.

“A back room of the wood shop?” Heather said flatly, making no effort to disguise her puzzlement.

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Average: 4 (21 votes)

Visitation, The

Submitted by Redsnake on Mon, 12/17/2012 - 03:01
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There was a flash of fire at the foot of Mallory’s bed, and when it abated, the demon stood silently there. She wore the standard outfit, which is to say, not much; stiletto boots buckled around her ankles; a spiked choker around her neck; a pair of long fingerless gloves running up her forearms; and what might charitably be called a bikini - all in standard velvet black to accent pale, shimmering skin and long, flame-red hair. In one hand she carried a compressed air tank, which she placed softly at the bedside before sliding gently onto the covers to straddle the napping girl.

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Average: 4.4 (31 votes)
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