breast expansion

Eye of Helios III: Sunset of a Previous Life

For the second time in three days, Alisa found herself floating in the open air, just like a balloon let go by a small child. Extra embarrassing was the fact she was nude as a babe. Red in the face, Alisa squeezed her hands, trying to gain some semblance of control. Her fat fingers couldn’t even make an entire fist due to how inflated she was. She was a dirigible flying through the air, rising higher and higher. 

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Average: 4 (3 votes)

Not What I Wanted

Rachel was an already curvy women in her early 30s. Her hair dyed black and fashioned like Betty Page's, accented with a bow. She decorated her face in makeup that included dark eyeliner with wings and reddish lipstick.

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Average: 4.4 (16 votes)

Kyra

Kyra
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Average: 4.4 (8 votes)

Alchemy Experiment

Louis slipped quietly into the small pub as the afternoon sun drew long shadows across the beaten-dirt road. Even by the dim light of the smudged oil lamps, he could see the place was mostly empty. Set back in the shadows, at a table in the far corner, he spied the person he came to meet. He crossed the vacant hardwood floor, trying not to draw attention to himself.

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Average: 3.3 (8 votes)

Just taking a selfie!! (Yes it is a morph of me)

Just taking a selfie!! (Yes it is a morph of me)
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Average: 4.3 (16 votes)

Haruka pump inflation

Commission I got some time ago, so thought I would share it here too

Haruka pump inflation
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Average: 4.5 (17 votes)

A little help?

Fan art I did of yungfreckz for a user on discord

A little help?
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Average: 4.4 (20 votes)

One too many

One of my recent sketches

One too many
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Average: 4.2 (12 votes)

Lifting Spirits

A chilled breeze brushed along the pale-albino girl’s cheeks. Her short, tomboyish brown hair tussled in the winter winds. The hair on the back of her neck perked up. Fall leaves brushed along the side-walk with a gentle scrape, it followed in the wind of the afternoon while Maya pulled herself along. She wasn’t a big fan of these long, tedious walks that seemed to last a lifetime from her College to home where she still lived with her mother and father, which was a chore on its own – regardless of the actual ‘chores’ she was given.

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Average: 4.2 (13 votes)

Control 7: Neighbors

Control 7: Neighbors

“Sounds like our neighbors are out for a swim,” Gretchen Lipshitz said, accepting a glass of iced tea from her husband. She took a quick sip of the drink and stretched, enjoying the lazy weekend sun from under her tinted glasses and wide-brimmed sunhat.

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Average: 3.6 (5 votes)
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