Implied

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"Come visit the Holy City of Globolia, like the Vatican but instead of a Pope we have papayas!"

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Average: 4.4 (14 votes)

Addicted

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You can always tell when someone's addicted to something. The inability to turn away from it, the willingness to deny necessities for it, even the way people go about acquiring their vice of choice.

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Average: 4.2 (9 votes)

Ill-Conceived Escape, An

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“You have wronged me and the court,” the king bellowed, his voice echoing through the filled throne room. The lords and ladies of the court stood around, all glaring at the fellow in the center of the room. At the head of the room, the king and queen sat, resplendent and handsome. To the queen’s right sat her daughter, the princess. The young woman, having just seen her twenty-first name day, sat primly, yet could not help wiggling her fingers at the man in the middle. “The kingdom despises you, sir. Were it up to me, you would be put to death.

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Average: 4 (3 votes)

Fertility Potion, The

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Upstairs, in the quaint kitchen of The Great White Witch’s cottage. The witch herself sat at a diner set, sipping coolly from a fine china teacup. Things were certainly much quieter after the defeat of the Abominable Warlock, strange as it were. She expected miles of lines to be at the shop door, seeking help with reconstruction of the village of Hermit, but the only business she’d received all day was a Leshy requesting a magic foot cream. “I guess they just wanted to give me a break,” She thought aloud.

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Average: 4.2 (6 votes)

Repleti Baca Sucus

“Late again, Erica?” Professor Lakosky smirked, as a red-faced Erica timidly raced to her seat. She felt both embarrassed and enraged. This was the third time this week she belittled her in front of the class, and she would not take it sitting down. Actually, she would, but she had a trick up her sleeve.

Under the guise of night, she had attended sororities specializing in ‘magic’. She knew it was a bunch of baloney, but what other way to release anger than by whispering odd obscurities at your botanical professor?

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Bloomp Berry Surprise

Blooomp Berry Surprise
by the happyguy

Tazi was pretty all over. Her light brown skin, almond eyes, and slender curves gave no hint to the origins of her ancestry, but there was no doubt she was pretty. She walked down the hall with a mischeivious smile, holding a bowl of rather large, purple-blue berries. She walked carefully in her bare feet, her slender brown legs long beneath her white frilly shirt.

Tazi was also a trickster. And tonight, amid the wildness of the party planned for the sorority, she was going to play the most delicious trick ever.

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Average: 4 (5 votes)

Hot for Teacher

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I was staying late to finish up my art project. As usual, I was the last one to finish, using every last minute before the deadline. I was not completely alone, however. She was still working as well--sitting at her desk, grading the last assignments before the much anticipated and needed break, listening to the quiet sounds of Dave Grohl, Chris Cornell, and the like.

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Average: 3.7 (14 votes)

Alone

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Nic was all alone. All alone in a big house. The only entertainment in this big house was the TV and the computer. He was house-sitting for a family that was away for the week, and that family was due back the next day. The job was easy, just be at the house and take care of the place, so needless to say, he was kind of bored. What he wanted to be doing was his girlfriend, but she lived in the next city over, and couldn't dive yet. Any time that worked for them would be taken up by driving to see each other. He just wanted to see his girlfriend like most other 18 year olds.

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Average: 3.9 (12 votes)

Visitor, The

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Your skin crawls as you slowly open your eyes. It's dark - of course it is, as it it's the middle of the night. You're lying in a reasonably comfortable bed in a strange motel. Not your first choice, but it worked for a night.

Or so you assumed.

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Average: 4.4 (10 votes)

Breakup Blues, The

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Chase was a 19 year old. He was strong, hot, and 6' 5". He had short chestnut brown hair, emerald green eyes, and tan skin. He always wore the same shorts of clothes: a bland colored tee, a plain cloth jacket, and a pair of light blue jeans. He was full of himself of course, and tried to never look bad. He had different girlfriends almost every month, and usually a junior or senior. They were mostly hot girls to make him look good. The one for today was Jessie. She was a hot senior girl. Large bumpers in front and back with flat in the middle.

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Average: 3.4 (5 votes)
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