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Check, Please

Submitted by SvenS on Sat, 12/24/2016 - 23:15
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From Inflate123's delightful, award winning story "Check, Please."

Check, Please
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Average: 4.2 (6 votes)

At the Flick of a Switch

Submitted by TryalAndError on Wed, 07/15/2015 - 09:46
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Average: 4.1 (12 votes)

Untitled

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 17:44
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Elizabeth was walking through the neighborhood on a sunny day wearing light blue underwear, a light blue bra, black jeans and a yellow button up shirt. She was heading to the park because the most happiest thing happened there. She met a nice boy named Stevie who she now adores and has a crush on. She couldn’t keep her mind off of him until she turned a corner and saw him talking to some friends. She hid behind the corner wall and stared at him. She felt her heart beat faster, she started blushing and she felt her love for him getting bigger and bigger.

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Average: 1.7 (3 votes)

One Mile Circle, The

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 17:41
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She could already feel the difference. Before, the car had been a separate entity, something she drove, under her command. Now they were together, one thing. She was three-quarters machine and one-quarter woman.  Before she was sleek, with a runner’s body and suggestive curves. Now she was downright aerodynamic, with a three-liter engine giving her the kick she needed to really move.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

New Rules, The

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 17:32
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It’s really simple.

Don’t get scared. Don’t get mad. Don’t think about it. Especially don’t think about boys. Otherwise it will happen again.

Through the dark twine of the weirwood, the indigo sky is cool and brilliant under both moons. I’m awfully aware of how far one could fall up there. Just prffffft and….well….. Oh God. Out here there would be nothing to stop me going higher and higher and…I feel myself clench against the new rules and the sudden tightness in my clothes.

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Average: 4.1 (8 votes)

Stress Inflating

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 17:22
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Brooke was bored. No no, not just bored, sad. She’d just broken up with her longtime boyfriend, and she was feeling the pain. They had been through everything together, traveled all over the world and back, and now this. She had caught him cheating on her with another woman, but not just any other woman, her best friend.

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Average: 3.4 (8 votes)

Serenity

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 17:16
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We lay in the park, drunk with ethnic motives of the planet. Musicians of all skin colours change one another. Her stomach starts growing. “How do you do that?” – I ask lightly. She shrugs and spreads hands wider on the grass, eyes locked on the stage: “Endocrinologist told me this is not dangerous”. I embrace her slowly ballooning tummy. She grows more relaxed and rounded. We smile at each other. I crawl to sit behind and around her, to support her frame – the pose is more intimate than intended, but it relaxes her even more.

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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)

Rage Read

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 17:11
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She could not stop reading.

Without a doubt, it was the worst book she had ever read.  Its characters were stupid and juvenile in their execution.  The sentence structure and wording bore all the refinement of crude oil: black, monotonous, and stinky.  An erotic novel of pervasive popularity, yet containing not a single line that brought her carnal pleasure.  Rather than forge a white hot yearning in her loins that was the author’s overtly obvious intent, it only forged a white hot rage that sat heavily within her entire being.

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Average: 4 (6 votes)

Lust

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 17:07
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“So, how do you like wearing a zentai suit?”

She’s giggling, and smirking. I love that smirk. And the glasses, and the brown hair. This is finally happening.

“It’s uh… yeah, it’s interesting. I like it.”

What? I mean ‘this is kinda hot.’ Me watching her wearing her suit, seeing how it hugs her… everywhere. Bust, thighs, back, belly… mmm, that belly. Just chubby enough, but fit too. God, she’s got a great body.

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Average: 3.7 (7 votes)

Katie

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 17:00
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Katie had had a dull life. It all started (or ended) when she was given a puppy as a child. She laughed as it gambolled around her but suddenly heard a hissing noise she couldn’t place. She quickly located the sound as she felt herself swelling up like a balloon. Her parents quickly whisked the little dog away, naturally thinking she was allergic. But Katie knew different.

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Average: 4.4 (26 votes)
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