Prose that Blows 5 - Taboo (2011)


Nelia was running out of energy. She closed her eyes, and forced another surge of power into the spell. More air filled her, and her body stretched to accommodate it. She opened her eyes to see Maren rising above her again. Dammit!

Nelia had studied magic harder than any other student. By her third year she’d surpassed everyone.

Average: 4.4 (8 votes)

Poor Choice of Words, A

“Superior Lace Underwire, this is Suzie.”

“Hello, I’m trying to procure some unmentionables for my wife, but I’m not even sure if it’s feasible given her unusual requirements. I’m wondering if you could help.”

“Custom lingerie is our specialty.”

“Excellent. By the way, I’ve always thought the name was devilishly clever.”

“To be honest, I never cared for it. Over the top if you ask me.”

“Shouldn’t that be under?”

“You’re pretty clever yourself.”

“I can’t help it, it runs in the family.”

Average: 4 (13 votes)

According to Plan

“Things don’t always go according to plan.” a sultry female voice cooed from behind Investigator Lynn. This voice was accompanied by the click of a pistol loading.

The blonde woman’s hands shot into the air as she turned to face her assailant. She had to fight to keep herself from laughing. Sitting there on the desk, holding the pistol, was perhaps the broadest, most pregnant looking woman she had ever encountered. She looked as though she were ready to pop with triplets any time soon.

Though, knowing who she was facing she might have just been ready to pop.

Average: 3.9 (14 votes)

Alternative to Smoking, An

Having been a smoker since the age of sixteen, Marti made many attempts to break the habit. She first went cold turkey at nineteen when she couldn’t afford to buy cigarettes, but found herself bumming smokes at every opportunity.

At twenty-two, her boyfriend introduced her to nicotine gum. It tasted unsavory and did little for her cravings, so she dumped both the gum and the boyfriend.

At the age of twenty-five, she tried the patch. After making herself sick from applying too many at once, she found smoking to be safer after all.

Average: 3.4 (7 votes)


Inflation Types:
Sexual Content:

She had a few minutes before he came home, he was going to get a surprise on an upward scale she was sure. She knew about his fantasy and it placed a smile on her face whenever she looked at the pump in the corner… not exactly hidden but not overtly shown either but to her it was like a magnet. What would happen? Could it happen or would it just be a silly night of fun arousal for the two of them. Should she get her own disappointment out of the way so she could throw herself into the role?

Average: 3.8 (8 votes)

More Maxine

“You crazy bitch.”

His head hurt. His vision was blurry. But as soon as he heard the machinery’s hum, Connor realized where he was, and he found his voice.

“Welcome back, Connor.” Of course she was here.

He started to make out the familiar shapes of the objects in the lab – tables, computers, tanks, fluorescent lights, Rhona’s workstation. As his vision returned, he also realized he couldn’t move his arms; he was taped to his desk chair.

“I was afraid I’d given you too much…and today of all days, that would be anticlimactic.”

Average: 3.4 (14 votes)


The girl in the flat opposite drifted onto my balcony. I didn’t see or hear her footfall; hands still clutched about the rail, the gasping sob as she settled, exhaled. So the girl tapped the glass. Twice. And I answered.

“Hello.” She whispered. “Can I come in?”

Average: 4.1 (12 votes)


When one goes to sleep at night, there is the pleasing certainty that when we wake, we will be in the same place, in the exact state we drifted off in.So when Nina woke up, felt a weight on her chest, and looked down at herself to discover she had changed, she was not very pleased.When she had gone to bed, her breasts were a modest C-Cup. Now she had what appeared to be a pair of volleyballs grafted to her chest, straining her pyjama top.

Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Routine Physical

“Financial services, this is Eric. How can I help you?”

“Hey, it’s me.”

“Oh, hey, honey! Are you at the doctor’s office yet?”

“Yep, they just started my physical a couple minutes ago. Thought I’d give you a call.”

“Ah, good. Are you naked?”

“What do you think? Of course I am.”

“Awesome. How’s it coming so far?”

“Oh, you know the drill… I’m all belly… Is now a bad time?”

“Oh, no, not at all, of course not. It’s Friday, things are pretty slow here.”

Average: 4.1 (14 votes)


Inflation Types:
Sexual Content:

Karen carefully crept into her office suite carrying a bottle of experimental reverse-diffusion formula she swiped from the lab. The reasonable action would’ve been to simply ask the scientists to hand it over, seeing how she was in charge of the business and she funded the research with her own fortune but Karen wanted to make things more interesting. The more preparation and testing the lab put into this, the more the excitement started to diminish. She wanted to use the formula on herself, preferably away from any isolated room or scientific environment.

Average: 3.7 (7 votes)
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