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Inflation on 10th Avenue

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 12/27/2015 - 17:24
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The mirror confirmed what Ballard Wilcox feared: He was getting bigger.

There was no change in his diet; in fact, he’d been eating less since he’d become chronically unemployed. Yet his clothes were tighter, his shirts impossible to button, his pants barely closing around his waist. Stranger yet, he gently pinched his puffy arm, and it just felt…light. And hollow. Almost balloon-like.

“Putting on a few, Bal?” his wife Dana chided him from the doorway of the bathroom.

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Average: 4 (12 votes)

One Mile Circle, The

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 18:41
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She could already feel the difference. Before, the car had been a separate entity, something she drove, under her command. Now they were together, one thing. She was three-quarters machine and one-quarter woman.  Before she was sleek, with a runner’s body and suggestive curves. Now she was downright aerodynamic, with a three-liter engine giving her the kick she needed to really move.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

The Brush

Submitted by Anonymous on Tue, 08/26/2014 - 14:03
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The Brush
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Average: 4.4 (18 votes)

This Only Works Once

Submitted by System on Mon, 11/22/2010 - 18:45
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The cardboard sign read “Haunted House” in black magic marker with an arrow pointing down the street. It was nearing 10 o’clock; our bags sagged from so much free candy and our limbs were sore. A haunted house adventure sounded like a perfect ending to Halloween. We mustered the strength to hurry and resisted temptations to continue begging houses for candy.

Orange and purple lights strung along its walls shone through the artificial fog belching from concealed machines. Spooky sounds and eerie music emanated from the open door; strobe lights illuminated the entrance.

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Average: 3.3 (11 votes)

Doppleganger

Submitted by System on Tue, 01/26/2010 - 04:06
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Trudi was in a hurry. She’d enjoyed all the Wiccan events her friends arranged, as keen as any of the girls to spend an evening drinking, chatting and getting verbal revenge on their boyfriends. What she’d never expected was supernatural occurrences, let alone one that would strike such a chord in her.

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Average: 4.4 (15 votes)

Inflation Expression

Submitted by System on Tue, 09/15/2009 - 02:39
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or, “A Twist of Inflationary Fate!”

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Average: 3.9 (19 votes)

Predator

Submitted by System on Mon, 11/05/2007 - 03:16
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Caitlyn was impressed by the attention her activities had been receiving. The press caught hold of the story early. People floating over the city had a tendency to get excellent press. The police had been following the story closely at the urging of the civil aviation authority because of the air traffic hazard posed by human balloons drifting at the whim of the wind.

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Average: 4.1 (13 votes)

No Competition

Submitted by System on Fri, 10/12/2007 - 17:10
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A man sat in a booth at the dark end of the bar, a clutch of balloons drifting back and forth above his head as air currents from the heating toyed with the pretty rubber globes. His posture and alert response every time the door opened denoted he was waiting for someone with great eagerness. The perfect victim.

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Average: 3.5 (8 votes)

Inflationary Tales, Part 3

Submitted by System on Wed, 04/18/2007 - 23:40
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or, “1001 Inflationary Nights”

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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Vooboob

Submitted by System on Tue, 03/13/2007 - 00:53
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Julia absentmindedly walked though the mall, wandering the brightly lit halls, trying to relax. She had some things she wanted to buy, a new bra for one, maybe a top. She also wanted to grab a video. She had called in advance to reserve it, so she had plenty of time. There was a large Lingerie shop in one corner, and Julia was slowly making her way there, weaving between shoppers. She arrived in a few minutes and started browsing around, looking for any cute tops. Julia was a short, Hispanic girl, with dark skin, brown eyes, and black hair that went to the middle of her back.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)
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