Female Inflation

Penny LOVES Carnivals. Her friend Courtney and herself were actually in the midst of enjoying one at this very moment.

"Come onnnnnnn! Why can't we play that baseball toss again? I want a balloon!" Penny whined a little to her companion. "You know that game is rigged right...look how strong you are! You clocked those tin cans every single time and one never went down..." Courtney retorted, shaking her head a little in dismay.

“You look great, Kerry, don’t be so hard on yours,” I tell my friend Kerry who is eight months pregnant.

“I’m a fucking cow! That’s why he ignores me. All he sees is how I used to be thin and I blew up into this,” Kerry says wiping tears that are running her makeup.

Vaughan stood in front of the ornate mirror and smiled mischievously to herself, stifling a giggle. A cute waistcoat, a blouse, a pencil skirt and she was transformed from platinum blonde hipster to deferential waitress. She had dyed her hair black to match and rounded the outfit off with a bow-tie. This get-up made her look so sweet and subservient, how could she possibly arouse suspicion? She smiled again, a touch of menace in the smile betraying her malevolent intentions, but only to her reflection.