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Full Body Inflation

Alternative to Smoking, An

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 22:17
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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.

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Average: 3.4 (7 votes)

More Maxine

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 22:09
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“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.”

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Average: 3.4 (14 votes)

Neighbours

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 22:06
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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?”

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Average: 4.1 (12 votes)

Outbreak

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 21:42
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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.

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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Routine Physical

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 21:34
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“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.”

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Average: 4.1 (14 votes)

Spontaneous

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 21:28
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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.

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Average: 3.7 (7 votes)

That's the Power of Thongs

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 21:20
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Padeesha’s dark tan skin reflected her Pakistani heritage, and her flawless, athletic body was an obvious gift from the goddess Venus. As she stood on the beach, her eyes gazing across the beach, she knew that her thong bikini had a hypnotic effect on every man there, entrancing any man with a working sex organ to do her bidding.

“Excuse me, miss,” said a nearby voice. “I want to leave my girlfriend for you.”

“Get lost, loser,” Padeesha told him.

Dejected, Brad Pitt slunk back to his comparatively plain-looking girlfriend.

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Average: 3.1 (9 votes)

C. Plenty Building Incident, The

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 21:15
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This is a transcript from an audio recording that have been found in the crater of the Miss C. Plenty Building by the current team of investigator. Given Miss C. Plenty exceptional physical condition and intentions mentioned in this document, without a doubt this should clear all mysteries surrounding this incident:

“- Madam, I found a document you may find most interesting (this voice have been identified as Mrs. X (name classified for the proceeding), private aid for Miss C. Plenty)

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Sting, The

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 20:59
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Mary shivered in the brisk autumn air as she jogged down the path. She knew that most people would think she was nuts for being outside in such flimsy attire. But she liked the exercise, the crisp evening atmosphere, and the solitude of the lake behind her home. And when she met a cute guy on the path, she liked showing off her shapely body in this tight leotard.

Distracted by the cold and by her music player, Mary let her guard down. And so, when a bee landed on the back of her neck, a moment’s hesitation was all it took for her to get stung.

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Average: 4.1 (10 votes)

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Submitted by System on Wed, 03/30/2011 - 22:23
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