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Incubus 2

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Shannon strutted down the sidewalk, whistling a jaunty tune as she carried her bags of groceries.  Twirling her keys on one finger she skipped up the steps, entering the dormitory and heading down the hall.  Opening the door to her rooms, she went to step inside only to stop suddenly when she noticed something strange.  Or rather, someone: While the residents of the dorm were no strangers to having men visit, most of them weren't shirtless, and none of them were purple or had horns.

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Average: 3.5 (8 votes)

Incubus 1

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In a plume of sulphur and brimstone he arrived, kneeling in the center of the sigil.  He slowly rose on sandaled feet, leather pants clinging to his lean body.  The candles lining the room cast it in a dark glow, illuminating his deep purple skin, raven black hair, and two dark horns curling back from his forehead.  He straightened out, his mouth upturned in roguish smile as he opened his eyes, an unnatural gold on black. "So, is it you who..." His smile fell. "...summoned... me?"

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Average: 3.4 (7 votes)

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They say every man has a special talent.  Mine isn't that useful, but at least it's unique.

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Average: 4.5 (17 votes)

Katie

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: 4.5 (24 votes)

Cool Under Pressure

Cool Under Pressure

Kate shivered slightly with excitement as she pulled the canister from its hiding place under her bed. She'd been waiting for a moment like this to use it, and now that it was here, she felt butterflies in her stomach. It was for good reason, though; Paul would soon be over. And when he was, she wanted him to see her at her very best.

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Average: 4.3 (23 votes)

Control 2: The College Years

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Note: To understand this story, you might want to read (or reread) one I wrote several years ago, named “Control”, which given the origin of Michael and Suzie.

 

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Average: 3.6 (9 votes)

Fat Inflation Blows Up

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It was 10:05 p.m. and I, Lento, was a manager at a supermarket called Archerd's. It was closing time on a Friday night because of my birthday. I always do this for others birthdays as well while other stores are all nighters. My plan for my birthday will be Chinese, Italian and French pastry eating. You're probably thinking I'm a pig right. Well no, it's always been a tradition to eat a lot on a birthday. Us Italians love food.

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Average: 2 (7 votes)

Olivia, the Inflatable Dancer

She hurried down the hall into her room, she locked the door and bit her lip holding the potion she had purchased from the market place. Trembling, she placed the bottle of magic she bought on the table and changed into something more, suitable. She put on her black silk dancing outfit, that only flimsily wrapped around her breasts and a white thong around her legs.

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Average: 3.8 (13 votes)

4 Wishes Chapter 1

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I had just gotten back to my appartment and I was ready to give up. School was killing me, those popular bimbos were complaining about me, and my friend was being a bipolar asshole. 

I decided to go straight to my computer and look two things up. Now, before I tell you anymore, let me tell you three of my favorite things to do while 'stationed' at my computer: Video games, drink iced tea, and satisfy my 'thirst' for inflation. Body Inflation to be exact.

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Average: 3.2 (5 votes)

FDA Approved

"Hey, want a free sample?" The girl held up a tray covered in small cups of what looked like blueberry milkshake.

Steve paused for a moment and looked her over. She was short, curvy, blond, and had a tiny nose piercing. Cute, even in the dorky mall coffee shop uniform. Her nametag read "Sara."

"Sure, but what is it? Isn't this place supposed to be a coffee shop?"

"It's our new Blueberry Spice Fluffocino! It's delicious! It even has new self replicating flavors, and it's FDA approved," smiled Sara.

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Average: 3.8 (9 votes)
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