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I'm going to burst your belly

Submitted by explodedperson on Wed, 05/10/2023 - 13:18
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"I'm going to burst your belly" Kellie whispered and giggled.

John awoke with a strange sensation in his butt, and felt downwards and discovered a tube was placed there. Following the tube in the dim light from the moonlit windowsill, he saw Kellie sitting up next to him in bed, tube in hand.

"Kellie what are you doing?" John asked groggily, rubbing his eyes.

"I couldn't sleep," she replied, "so I'm going to blow your belly up til you burst."

"What? That's absurd," said John, as he turn around to his side and tried to fall back to sleep.

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Average: 2.8 (4 votes)

Center of Attention 5

Submitted by sad-basrad on Mon, 07/30/2018 - 09:55
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"So what is it that you find... interesting about it?"

She turned away from her apartment window. "About what?"

"You know," he continued. "Being big."

"Oh." A faint smile crossed her face. "Well.  I guess it's about being larger than life, in every sense of the word.  Just being a figure of awe that's impossible to ignore."

"Even if you can't move?"

"Yeah.  Doesn't stop people from realizing that it's me that's blocking all that traffic."

He nodded silently.

"You're the same way, aren't you?"

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Average: 3.8 (4 votes)

Center of Attention 3

Submitted by sad-basrad on Sun, 07/29/2018 - 05:47
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She looked up at her handiwork, a huge pudgy head with fat lips and puffed-out cheeks that would be blimps in their own right, connected to an absolutely monstrous air-filled body that curved to the sides and into the distance, out and above her.  Whatever he expected from her, she was sure it didn't involve transforming him, in the span of minutes, into a human blimp that could probably be seen from space.  He was certainly within eyesight of the people in the city, and considering how swollen his length was he seemed to be enjoying some aspect of it.  It takes all kinds, sh

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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)

One-upmanship

Submitted by sad-basrad on Mon, 01/30/2017 - 15:18
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Melinda was a whirlwind of productivity in the lab that day, combining chemicals, running tests, minding the centrifuge, and engaging in all sorts of distillation and refinement.  Everything went smoothly and her work went undisturbed; it was one of those mornings where, for once, she felt that lying about having a Master's Degree wasn't a bad idea after all.

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Average: 3.9 (8 votes)

Commission--Cayenne Sequence

Submitted by prism-sticks on Thu, 03/26/2015 - 23:08
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I hope am not disturbing anyone with how many images I have of this woman. Lol.
I was commissioned to draw my own character in a sequence. Quite fun and hope to do more in the future.

I hope you all enjoy!

-Prism Sticks

 

Commission--Cayenne Sequence
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Average: 4.2 (21 votes)

VioletVSHelen

Submitted by Anonymous on Tue, 09/09/2014 - 21:35
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Average: 4.2 (17 votes)

One Size Fits All

Submitted by Anonymous on Mon, 03/18/2013 - 14:51
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Out of everything on the tag, four words - four very specific words - stood out at her. Had she not seen them she would have gone on with her early morning dive as normal, but their presence caught her attention, distracting her and, in a way, almost challenging her with how brazen they were.

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Average: 4.3 (19 votes)

IMG_20120922_134042

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 10/14/2012 - 12:53
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Average: 4.3 (8 votes)

LilahMeTime04

Submitted by Anonymous on Thu, 07/19/2012 - 13:24
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Average: 4.3 (15 votes)

Office Space

Submitted by Anonymous on Tue, 05/15/2012 - 01:55
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The sound of a post-modern style clock ticking away on the wall above a sea of cubicles was only met by the click-clack of keys and the occasional cough. She gazes up; 4:01PM, the last hour of the day and it always felt like a week. A long, bored fill sigh passes her sweet red lips. It had been a day of one meeting after another and she was only there as an observer, a very bored observer. Soon that late afternoon feeling was starting to hit her hard; eye lids like sand bags and he focus almost completely gone.

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Average: 4.1 (14 votes)
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