Messy

Making Art

Queen Ophelia was rather disappointed in her latest project, sighing as she had another body carted away by her servants. Leaving the stained room, the walls changed back to normal as she went deeper into the depths of her castle, returning to her throne room.

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Average: 4.5 (2 votes)

Kristen’s Comeuppance

This explains a lot… little slut.” 

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Average: 4.9 (8 votes)

Blondie Goes Boom

Ashley eagerly ripped open the package and dumped its contents onto her kitchen table. She had placed her order over a month ago, and having been ripped off before, was beginning to doubt it would ever arrive. She grabbed one of the bottles and gave it a shake. The label read "Female Figure Enhancing Formula: Maximum Potency." Ashley smiled as she read the directions.

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Average: 4.2 (5 votes)

Full of Herself

One drip. Two drips. Three drips. Hayley watched her engorged breast swell like melons as they rapidly lactated. She was shocked to see how rapid and effective the results of the lactation creme she applied to her chest was. Her once modest B-Cups were now far past D-Cups and reaching to DDD in a hurry.

"Damn, I'm really busty now." She cheeredfully quipped at her new breast line.

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Average: 4.4 (11 votes)

PrOP Comedy

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Wiping tears from her eyes Tamara looked at herself in the rearview mirror of her car. Her light blue eyes were strained by red veins that glistened with tears. She brushed the bangs of her brunette bob cut to hide her swollen eyes. Sniffling she put her car into park and got out.

Tamara was a new comedian, but not just any comedian, a prop comic to be exact. But her first set on stage tonight didn't go as planned; being booed off stage in a matter of minutes and even hearing a heckler call her "fatty".

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Average: 4 (11 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)

Wonderpill

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It all started in the diner, she remembered. Dinah was just finishing off her breakfast when she spotted someone across the establishment. It was an old friend from community college, Quinn. Her mint green hair, pulled in a neat ponytail, was obvious even from a distance. Dinah gave a big wave to get her attention. Quinn’s eyes flashed as she recognized her as well, and she smiled and waved back.

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Average: 4.5 (13 votes)

Breaking Up Is Hard To Do

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Afina picked up the wide, red sash and tied it loosely around her waist. Glancing in the mirror at contrast between her sash and the drape of her royal blue silk pajamas, she had barely a moment to reflect before there was a knock on her apartment door.

Stepping lightly across the room, she opened the door wide to the sight of her friend, Livia, holding up an unopened bottle of wine.

“What’s the emergency, Fina?” Livia was already across the threshold and in the apartment kitchen, digging around for a corkscrew then pulling down two glasses from the cabinet.

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Average: 4.3 (4 votes)

Dom and the Little Man, The

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*DING DONG*

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Average: 2.6 (9 votes)

Power Overload

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The Great White Witch was hung from the wall by a sickly red dark magic. Her long red hair falling in front of her face. Her brilliant white suit now sullied with dust and scuffs. A smell of ashes and brimstone hung in the air. Her grey eyes fluttered open, still woozy from the force of The Abominable Warlock’s energy beam throwing her against the wall. Menacingly, The Warlock cloaked in black and red, skulked towards her, his eyes furious glowing Rubies and his platinum locks trailing behind him.

“No, this can’t be the end!” She wept aloud. “Everyone was counting on me!”

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Average: 4.1 (10 votes)
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