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Full Body Inflation

Expansion of a Teenage Drama Queen

Submitted by System on Tue, 05/19/2009 - 19:00
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Lindsay Lohan comes storming in to Hilary Duff's apartment. It's midnight, in the middle of the summer, and Hilary is startled since she finished filming her next movie, trying to get some sleep, and is loudly interrupted while trying to fall asleep.

"...huh...wha...who are you? what are you doing?" Hilary asks groggily.

"Oh don't play dumb with me," Lindsay says irritated.

"Lindsay? Lindsay Lohan? What the hell are you doing here? In my apartment? In the middle of the night?"

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Average: 3.8 (4 votes)

Girls

Submitted by System on Tue, 05/19/2009 - 17:45
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Desiree knocked on the door.

The door opened a crack, enough to show a sliver of the room and one dark green eye that swiveled around, looking up and down the hall.

"Are you alone?" Came the voice from behind the door.

"Yes," unsatisfied by the answer, the eye swiveled back and forth again, "Oh for heavens sake Mandy, you told me to come over, either let me in or let me go home."

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Average: 4.5 (35 votes)

Claire's Strange Acquaintance

Submitted by System on Tue, 05/19/2009 - 15:41
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"So...who's this friend of yours?"

Cathy squeezed Claire's hand gently as the couple walked down the greater part of London's downtown areas. The two hit it off quite well, and much to both of the girl's amazement, Catherine had enjoyed the pneumatic experience Claire visited upon her. Now matters turned more to business, and the two were off to visit one of Claire's friends to help increase the woman's ability to inflate women.

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)

Amy's Expansive Day

Submitted by System on Sun, 05/17/2009 - 15:40
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Amy yawned as she got out of bed. Her suit, now her new body, made her feel more comfy than ever, as if there were pillows under her skin. She made her way to her closet, opened it and checked to see what she would wear. She wanted to go out like she was now, naked, but that would attract unneeded attention. She picked out a green tank top and her usual blue jeans. She got an idea and wanted to try it out. She had seen it on cartoons, maybe it would work with her. She stuck her thumb in her mouth and blew hard. Nothing happened though. "Darn it!

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Average: 2.8 (6 votes)

Special Suit, The

Submitted by System on Sun, 05/17/2009 - 15:32
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Amy giggled in excitement. "It'll be here any minute now!" She said. She walked back and forth in her livingroom, waiting impatiently for her order to arrive. Amy had long pink straight hair, about avarage weight and height of an 18 year old. She was one of those girls who didn't have all the fine features a model or anything like that had, but was still pretty cute, and boys wouldn't mind dating her but she usually didn't in fear her secret would slip out as she was really bad at keeping secrets. She loved balloons and inflating things, just about anything at that.

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Average: 3.8 (6 votes)

Cheesecake

Submitted by System on Sat, 05/16/2009 - 20:54
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Warning: Short inflation fiction with anthro-themes. So if reading it brings you out in spots don’t blame me. Blame Seritaph instead, who gave me the idea for this one.

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Average: 4.2 (17 votes)

Photo Enlargement

Submitted by System on Sat, 05/16/2009 - 20:03
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Warning; Inflation fiction follows. But you probably knew that already, didn't you, you naughty thing? Yes I think you did!

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Average: 4.5 (26 votes)

Inflatrix: Zephyr

Submitted by System on Sat, 05/16/2009 - 19:49
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It was a cloudy night over Turgidia city. The moon occasionally peeked its glowing visage through the broken cumulus clouds that seemed to strain with the burden of heavy rains seeking release. It was the kind of night that very few women would brave alone on foot, and with good reason...

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Average: 3.9 (10 votes)

Silk Black Jester

Submitted by System on Sat, 05/16/2009 - 19:27
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I didn't know the first thing about Dreaming.

Sure, we all dream. Twisted in sweaty linens or clutching a pillow around our ears, usually. That's the bad dreams. But Dreaming, so I found out, is a little different. That was the best name they had for it, I guess. Other names were too tedious or weren't elegant enough. I didn't make the rules.

My name isn't Tracy, either. But it helps me to tell my tales if I'm just a wee bit annonymous. It doesn't make them any less fetching. Most of the time, I'm not even Tracy in my dreams.

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)

Airtankgirl: The Countess

Submitted by System on Sat, 05/16/2009 - 17:41
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Saturday mornings were a calm slow time in our household. That was really surprising actually, given that the house was in fact a converted water tower ten stories above the ground and it was also the secret base of the local superheroine, Airtankgirl. Me. I liked to spend my Saturday mornings doing nothing more than sitting in my jammies, reading magazines, and ignoring the doughnuts for a grapefruit. Which was exactly what I was doing at the moment.

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Average: 4.2 (6 votes)
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