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Advertising Job

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Twenty bucks an hour, let me tell you, that sort of pay is a miracle in today’s entry level job market. Probably because the people running this business think it’s necessary to justify what the job entails. I think that’s hilarious, I would have done this for free.

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Average: 4.4 (7 votes)

Long Day

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The warm waters of the bath washed over Lily as she sank down. Her aching muscles relaxed, strained from the day's arduous work. The screaming faces of angry managers were stuck in her mind alongside snide and sarcastic customers. She wanted to quit her job, to drift away from it entirely, but she needed the pay. Tuition didn't pay itself. Shaking her head, she tried to relax in the bath, but she couldn't seem to just forget the days worries.

No.

She could.

Closed eyes, deep breaths.

She knew what to do.

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Average: 5 (5 votes)

Skipping Class

Eva sighs, slumping down more on the bench as she stares at the clock. Her dark brown hair flowing down and resting on her shoulders the more she slumps. Her legs stretching out more, lifting one of them up and gently relaxing it on her other leg. She reached back, grabbing on her black shirt and pulling it down over her jean shorts which fit loosely on her. She acted like she was sitting alone, in total silence. But instead, she was in a noise filled hallway of her school.

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Average: 3.7 (11 votes)

Hot Air Balloon

Another morph starring my lady friend Alex~

Hot Air Balloon
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Average: 4.8 (4 votes)

New Limits

She’d been inflating herself for years. Since November of her sophomore year in high school, to be exact. Emma could remember the first time she came across the fetish online. Seeing all those girls with their beautiful, swollen bellies had gotten her curious, and she’d decided to try it out. And once she was filled up with air, nice and big, she knew this was all that she wanted.

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Average: 4 (9 votes)

Orientation

Orientation

by SvenSvenson
©2017

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Disclaimer: Naughty, inflatable themes herein.
For mature audiences only.
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Jane stood alone in the alley, her frozen breath hanging in the air as she numbly waited for someone to answer the door.

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Average: 4.7 (15 votes)

Angelic Poofage

Angelic Poofage
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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)

Day 8

Something to give back to the community! 

Day 8
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Average: 3.9 (7 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: 4.1 (10 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: 4 (4 votes)
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