Full Body Inflation

Inflation Olympics Chapter 4

Submitted by criticalvolume on Tue, 08/09/2011 - 16:57

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Critical Volume

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Inflation Olympics

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Female Inflation

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The girls had lead Sarah to a large gymnasium adjoining the locker room then. She realized now why the building had appeared so large from the outside... its interior contained a standard 400-meter track, layered with that sort of black rubber that she'd heard was made of recycled tires. A tier of mostly empty black bleachers ran parallel to the track on each of its long sides. They took Sarah to the front row in a roped-off section marked "VIP."

"Will you be okay here, Sarah?" Laurie asked. "The only people allowed on the field are contestants and officials.

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Inflation Olympics Chapter 3

Submitted by criticalvolume on Tue, 08/09/2011 - 16:47

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Critical Volume

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Inflation Olympics

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Female Inflation

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As Sandy and Laurie led Sarah back to the locker room, Sarah began to hear noises of activity: the rush of compressed gases, lockers opening, lockers shutting, the hum of many voices of conversation, and the occasional laugh of a shared joke. The sounds themselves left Sarah completely unprepared for the sights that met her eyes as the trio entered the locker room.

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Inflation Olympics Chapter 2

Submitted by criticalvolume on Tue, 08/09/2011 - 16:44

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Critical Volume

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Inflation Olympics

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Female Inflation

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Sarah chuckled at that. "Inflation Olympics, huh?" Laurie smiled happily.

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Inflation Olympics Chapter 1

Submitted by criticalvolume on Tue, 08/09/2011 - 16:38

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Critical Volume

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Inflation Olympics

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Female Inflation

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Sarah collapsed back into her office chair as she returned from lunch. She hadn't had as long to eat as she usually liked, but her editor, Ted, had made it clear earlier that he had a new story that he wanted her to get started with. Anxious to find out what it was, she picked up her phone and dialed her voice mail.

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