Female Inflation

Blow by Blow Tale #2: Tub Plumpin'

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My friend, Marguerite, invited me over to her dad's house for a relaxing evening of sitting in the family hot tub. We had been talking about it for a long time…mainly me begging her to have me over so I could get in it. I loved hot tubbing. There was nothing like relaxing in a hot bubbling pool of water, sipping cocktails and feeling yourself unwind.

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Average: 1.8 (4 votes)

Blow by Blow Tale #1: A Sunny Hue of Hugeness

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There is nothing like a little sun on the bod to make one feel more radiant and alive. In the winter months though it is almost totally impossible in the face of a Buffalo NY winter to get sunlight and a tan the natural way…unless one is a walrus. (Funny I say that…there was a comment once from a not-so-brainy admirer of mine that referred to my massive bosoms as "a pair of walrus bodies.")

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Average: 2.2 (5 votes)

Jedah_Felicia

Jedah_Felicia
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Average: 3.5 (8 votes)

Jedah_BBHood

Jedah_BBHood
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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Jedah_QBee

Jedah_QBee
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Average: 3.4 (10 votes)

25397568_p2

25397568_p2
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Average: 4 (13 votes)

HubbaBubba-For-Blowers2

HubbaBubba-For-Blowers2
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Average: 3.4 (17 votes)

Interludes

"We need to talk", says Sharon.

The bottle of wine is empty and now only the pressure of need holds her upright by the table. She takes all the courage she can get, though she's not sure what makes her tremble more. Impossible things come together; when you fall in love with another girl, when you float up like a balloon over London.

She looks over to her friend, lover, by the window, her back turned.

"About what?"

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Average: 4.2 (20 votes)

Coda - Expectations

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"You know, I've never done it with someone else before." Says Amelia. She nuzzles forward, the abyssal moon is filigree to crown her blushes.

"That's…ballooning, I mean, not…you know"

Your hands intertwine gently as she plays with your fingers. Your elbows rest on the smooth goosebump-puce of her breasts, barely indenting them. Those are a girl's breasts, you keep reminding yourself, Just 5 foot wide and filled with helium.

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Average: 3.4 (7 votes)

Nothing Ventured

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The office had already spent way too much time on the web, and it wasn't even time for lunch yet. Flash. Tower defense. Even that game with the penguin and polar bear. With the branch manager out of town for the weekend, ad revenue from all the popular timewaster sites was seeing an unusual spike thanks to this 50-person operation.

Roy leaned back in his chair and rubbed his eyes, having crushed his last castle. Stretching, he stood up and poked his head over the cubicle wall.

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Average: 2 (4 votes)
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