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Racer X

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Some people pilot racing blimps. Some people are racing blimps.

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

Stefi

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I rushed in and grabbed a soda from the fridge, smiling to myself as Stefi entered the room.

"So how was class?" she asked.

"Oh, pretty good I guess. Same 'ol..you know." I said as I plopped on to the couch grinning.

"What's so funny?" she said. "Oh nothing, I just saw the biggest blimp overhead." I remarked.

"Really? Well...how big?" she questioned with a growing frown.

"Big..really big." I said as I continued to smile and flipped the remote.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

Untitled

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"Hey Kristin!" giggled Kelly gleefully, as she saw her long-time colleague enter the Gap store.

"Hi Kelly," replied Kristin, walking casually over to the checkout. Her shift wasn't due to start for another ten minutes and she wanted to catch up on the latest info.

"So, what's been going on?" she continued.

"Oh, the usual," said Kelly with a mischievous smile. "Nothing exciting. Oh, but there is something I want to show you!"

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Average: 3.9 (8 votes)

Cure for the Abnormal Buttfreak

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or, “A Lesson in Ass-trology”

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Average: 4.1 (8 votes)

Sorority Troubles

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Carry awoke with a strong groggy feeling overwhelming her. She couldn't remember exactly what had happened before she passed out. She was at a frat party with the rest of her sorority, and she recalls her leader being the first to follow one of the frat boys into the basement. They closed the doors and then...Then... From then its all just a haze. Carry got herself up on her feet and looked around. The room was medium large, with a small bed behind her, and an entertainment center in front of her. To her left was a doorway and a closed door.

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

No Competition

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)

T.A., The

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Julie was the definition of a great student, but she was also a somewhat popular girl. Probably because there was literally no one better at chemistry than her (the exception was Professor Watley), therefore kids that would struggle with chemistry would seek her assistance, plus she wasn’t half bad looking for a brainiac (even though she didn’t think so).

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Average: 2.7 (3 votes)

Accidental Research 2

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"Danny boy... sweetie pie..."

Danny, chewing on a shoot of grass, nervously squinted at Darlene through the bright studio lights.

"...I slept with Sue."

Danny's eyes grew wide and his jaw slackened as the audience began hooting. Tears began to well up in Darlene's eyes. "But I still love you, Danny boy!" she said in her thick southern drawl. "All three of us can be happy together!"

Danny rose out of his chair, adjusted his overalls, and pointed an angry yokel finger at Darlene. "Why you [BEEP]! [BEEP][BEEP]---"

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

Day at the Fair, A

or, "My Wet Dream"

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Average: 3.9 (16 votes)

Conspiracy, part 2: Hard Lessons

The Hubbell Research Group had been a frantic hive of activity for several weeks.  Five years was a long time to be idle, and the staff was straining to handle the volume of leads that Barney was producing.  But even with so much work to be done, nobody commented when Jack came in on Friday morning with his usual stack of tabloids.

"Hey Barney."

"Hey Jack."

"The Dog Boy got engaged to the Turtle Girl," he said, flipping through The Snoop.

"I'm certain that will be a fascinating wedding registry.  Anything in the headlines jump out at you?"

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Average: 4.1 (12 votes)
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