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Ego Stroking

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 06/25/2017 - 06:54
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After endless months of sexual tension between is, one thing is clear: we're both way too into the flirting to consummate things. So we talk instead. First, I hear you confess your fantasy to me. To your surprise, I then confess virtually the same wish in turn, for I too would like to be blown apart orgasmically. After all, what better end could there be?

No, it's definitely better this way. The only questions that remain for us involve the means and the timing. So we discuss.

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Average: 3.6 (8 votes)

Tangled - Rapunzel Hourglass Expansion

Submitted by Size-of-Melons on Fri, 06/02/2017 - 23:07
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Tangled - Rapunzel Hourglass Expansion
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Average: 3 (6 votes)

Lifting Spirits

Submitted by Miyi on Sat, 02/18/2017 - 14:54
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A chilled breeze brushed along the pale-albino girl’s cheeks. Her short, tomboyish brown hair tussled in the winter winds. The hair on the back of her neck perked up. Fall leaves brushed along the side-walk with a gentle scrape, it followed in the wind of the afternoon while Maya pulled herself along. She wasn’t a big fan of these long, tedious walks that seemed to last a lifetime from her College to home where she still lived with her mother and father, which was a chore on its own – regardless of the actual ‘chores’ she was given.

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Average: 4.2 (13 votes)

Pokes and Pumps

Submitted by SirGuyTheDude1 on Fri, 02/10/2017 - 19:10
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Deep underground in a small tunnel, a red rubber woman paced impatiently in her confinement. Her name was Poke, a name she was never too proud of: it sounded too much like her specie’s name, the Pooka. She was your average young adult Pooka, red rubbery skin , a clean visor, an expert in all matters of pacing back and forth underground, and a tail-like stubby air nozzle squarely above her butt-cheeks. At a distance, one could mistake her for a human in an odd bodysuit. Poke was rather frustrated at the moment; she had to endure her ten hour shift in one of the watchtunnels today.

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Average: 3.8 (18 votes)

Leslie's Blowup II: Truth and Consequences

Submitted by LutherVKane on Thu, 11/17/2016 - 20:17
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Leslie awoke, but didn’t open her eyes at first. She no longer felt Roger’s weight on her. She was lying flat on her back now, to whatever extent she still had a back. Best as she’d been able to tell, her body had been one giant curve before she went to sleep.

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Average: 3.9 (17 votes)

Planet Robobust

Submitted by thekirbykrisis on Wed, 07/20/2016 - 17:49
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Kirby (C) Nintendo/HAL Laboratory

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Average: 2.4 (7 votes)

Big Test, The

Submitted by Anonymous on Mon, 07/04/2016 - 19:49
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This is it. This is what I have been working for. The SAT. I feel nervous tingles all over my curvaceous body. I am so young and able. I know it. There is potential for something BIG inside of me. I have always been a total workaholic, working up late in the night just to get some dumb projects done. I’ve done that way too many times. The worst part is always knowing that no matter how much you sleep, you’re going to be dead in class anyways. I’m so glad that this is the last time that I’ll have to worry about being a slave for these teachers.

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Average: 4.1 (10 votes)

Teslite: Extraordinary Company

Submitted by Red Blue on Sun, 05/15/2016 - 18:10
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Science has answered many of the world's greatest questions and creates just as many. It's natural for people to be curious in the unknown. Though, the one being examined is not exactly a comforting feeling.

I was sitting alone on a stool in the center of a white room. The walls, the ceiling, even the floor tiles were all white. The only differing color was a dark grey panel of glass. Behind the glass I could see the silhouettes of the scientists on the other end, most of them were watching me.

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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)

peach-balloon

Submitted by System on Tue, 08/11/2015 - 16:00
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Average: 3.8 (8 votes)

Check, Please

Submitted by System on Fri, 07/10/2015 - 17:56
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First dates are no fun because they’re basically a list of don’ts. Don’t be too eager. Don’t be too cold. Don’t show a lot of skin. Don’t be too shy. Don’t laugh too hard. Don’t seem too desperate.

Wendy knew the rules, and she knew just how crucial it was that they be followed. And dressed in a high-buttoned blouse and a simple skirt, tonight’s dive into the waters of the dating pool was going well enough. Phil was sweet, he was clever, and he made her laugh. He was dangerous.

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Average: 4.3 (8 votes)
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