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Witches

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Violet smith knelt down next to the newly discovered corpse. Her raven black hair fell over her cute asian face. As a homicide detective, she was called to the scene just a while ago. The strange thing about this one was, that he looked very much like the last three men who were killed in a week. He was wearing a long, black trench-coat with his blonde hair was pulled back into a thick pony tail. The strangest thing of all, was that he was carrying a strange looking, steel knife in his hand. It was just like the ones carried by the other victims.

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Average: 1.7 (10 votes)

World's Largest Cheerleader

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“Urbanville Welcomes the World’s Largest Banana Spilt!”

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Average: 3.9 (18 votes)

Balloon Bayou

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When Sharice awoke, she found herself in a familiar, but suddenly very frightening place. She was completely naked, and despite her athletic physique, she found herself unable to budge the ropes that tied her toned arms and legs down. Looking down, she couldn't see much more than her own sizable breasts. But looking up and side-to-side, she recognised the inside of Laura Overland's backyard shed.

"So, how're those ropes working out for ya?" said Laura, leering over Sharice, who struggled with her bonds.

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Average: 3.8 (15 votes)

If Wishes Were Balloons

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The merciless desert sun beat down on the three archeologists, causing their clothes to be drenched in sweat. Although this made the two males, Greg and Ian, look rather like slobs, it had a very different effect on their busty student associate, Stephanie: The sweat merely made her tan skin glisten, her wet clothes clinging tightly to her svelt, shapely body, making her top almost transparent, while her shorts ran up her crotch, showing off her rounded behind.

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Average: 3.4 (12 votes)

Ski Lodge, The - part 1

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Cora looked over the men that had answered their brochures. "Sheesh, Tiffany, did they ever answer! 'Experimental ski thereapy for men, only obese need apply.' There must be a dozen!"

"That's good,' answered Tiffany. "Fun times to be had by all...for a little while" She smiled mischievously as Cora leaned over and kissed her breifly. "We've left 'refreshments' out for our guests--"

"Same as we left for those gals?"

"The very same. Oh, except for one guy that arrived early, he has a special variant of the 'Boom' serum."

"Variant how?"

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Average: 3.5 (10 votes)

Water Balloon Figure

The sun was high on this summer day in South Jersey and Katie was busy lounging in her back yard by her pool, as she was seen on every other day. She had sported a tiny, baby blue bikini top and matching bottom as she soaked in the sun, waiting for her friends to get there. Katie could be described as pretty, standing at 5'7 with B cup breasts and an ample bottom with a flat, athletic stomach. Her straight brunette hair hung down to her shoulders with her big sunglasses blocking her particularly beautiful blue eyes.

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Average: 3.8 (13 votes)

Swell Time with Heroes

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Hailie Adams was a short, skinny blonde girl who's life never seemed to turn out so well. The only thing that she could do remotely well was inhale... and inhale, and inhale. When she was little she found out while playing with her friends that she could hold her breath very long. This was due to the fact that she could pull in an unreal amount of air. As a bored child, she practiced this inhaling till she started to expand.

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Average: 3.4 (10 votes)

Visitation, The

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There was a flash of fire at the foot of Mallory’s bed, and when it abated, the demon stood silently there. She wore the standard outfit, which is to say, not much; stiletto boots buckled around her ankles; a spiked choker around her neck; a pair of long fingerless gloves running up her forearms; and what might charitably be called a bikini - all in standard velvet black to accent pale, shimmering skin and long, flame-red hair. In one hand she carried a compressed air tank, which she placed softly at the bedside before sliding gently onto the covers to straddle the napping girl.

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Average: 4.4 (31 votes)

Blocked Up, Part 2

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"Stop it... Stooooop!" Sarah screamed, her gurgling belly increasing in size exponentially. It filled the entire house, and Sarah was in loads of pain.

"No..." Angela cooed. "This is revenge, Sarah... Comeuppance... You pop me... now I.. pop.. YOU."

"NOOOOOOOOOOOO-

OOOOOOO!!!" Sarah awoke with a start, sweating in her bed. She looked around frantically, then checked her belly. Still as flat as ever. She sighed, wiping her forehead. It's fine, she told herself. Just a dream. Angela's dead. She's gone. She can't hurt you. You won't pop. It's all ok...

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Average: 3 (9 votes)

Blocked Up

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*PHHBBT* went her ass... again.

Angela looked around at her friends, all clothed in pajamas, staring at her, bewildered.

"Damn Angela, how much gas DO you have???" Natali shouted, waving a hand in front of her face to fan away the smell.

"You're gonna kill us all!" exclaimed Sarah, coughing.

Angela blushed deep red. "I'm sorry... I dunno what's wrong with my stomach..."

"If you're gonna off us all, at least don't do it while we're at a sleepover! You know, trying to have fun???" Sarah said.

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Average: 2.5 (11 votes)
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