Female Inflation

Potion of Flight

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There are no Knights of the Round Table in this story, but there is a Round Knight. I hope you enjoy it.

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Average: 3.6 (10 votes)

Kind Deed, A

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It goes without saying that women can, at times, be far more vengeful than any man could ever dream of being. This is a story of vengeance, misplaced trust, and helium. Mostly the latter.

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Average: 4 (13 votes)

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Average: 4 (5 votes)

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Average: 3.7 (6 votes)

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Average: 3.4 (10 votes)

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Average: 4.1 (15 votes)

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)

Blowing Up the Hardcore Scene

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It's Friday night and that means it's time for the concert scene. Jeremy gets in his car and drives down to Upstart to see his friend's screamo band. He thinks this could be their big show opening for bands like Drop Dead Gorgeous, Throwdown, and Icepick. Arriving early, he buys his ticket and walks through the doors. The venue is small. It only holds about a hundred people. There are punk kids and hardcore kids all over. Jeremy doesn't really care too much about hardcore, but still is on the lookout. He brought his special "pin" in case.

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Average: 2.8 (4 votes)

Watery Whitney, Part 2

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Whitney smiled as she sped down the highway in her red convertible Sunfire. The top
back, wind in her hair, Whitney shot towards Lindsay's house. She rubbed her still-slightly-
swollen belly. She was a bit stretched out from the previous night’s endeavors. She took a
deep breath of the sea air and wondered what Lindsay would look like after five years. Last
time Whitney had seen her, she was a rather slim dirty blonde haired girl with modest curves.
Her bright green eyes always seemed to shine through the night. Whitney crossed the bridge

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)
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