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Julia pouted. "It's not fair.  I get all ready to go out..." The tomboyish girl gestured to herself, dressed in a tank top, jacket, sandals, skirt and bike shorts. "...and they tell me that I can't because of some 'alleged incident.'"

"'Alleged incident?'" Charlotte asked.

"Something about another lab on campus exploding," she said dismissively.

"Weren't you working in that lab at the time?"

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Average: 4.3 (15 votes)

Rage Read

She could not stop reading.

Without a doubt, it was the worst book she had ever read.  Its characters were stupid and juvenile in their execution.  The sentence structure and wording bore all the refinement of crude oil: black, monotonous, and stinky.  An erotic novel of pervasive popularity, yet containing not a single line that brought her carnal pleasure.  Rather than forge a white hot yearning in her loins that was the author’s overtly obvious intent, it only forged a white hot rage that sat heavily within her entire being.

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Average: 4 (6 votes)

Katie

Katie had had a dull life. It all started (or ended) when she was given a puppy as a child. She laughed as it gambolled around her but suddenly heard a hissing noise she couldn’t place. She quickly located the sound as she felt herself swelling up like a balloon. Her parents quickly whisked the little dog away, naturally thinking she was allergic. But Katie knew different.

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Average: 4.4 (26 votes)

Creepy Inflation

I can feel the cool, wet, morning air as I walk down the rain soaked street and soft rain drops collide with my umbrella. A few cars pass me as I stroll on the wet, street and puddles of rain. A couple of the cars splash me or honk and I try not the get angry at them. The splashing makes the umbrella almost completely useless to me, but I take a deep breath persevere. Lightning flashes in the sky above and thunder soon greets my ears. I smile and enjoy the weather as I remind myself it’s better than being stuck inside my dreary apartment.

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Average: 3.6 (11 votes)

American Model, the European Fashion, The

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Tanika was to visit an online webshop. She was trying to buy new clothes for the summer. Eventually she clicked on the page of her favorite fashion designer Lilou Cloudois. Cloudois was well-known for her "out of the box" ideas. She had designed things as : high heels for men, bikini's for the winter, and much more.

Tanika bought a t-shirt that you could also wear inside out. It was just a shame that the shipment of the shirt from France to America more expense than the shirt. But Tanika saw an article what this could change that. She began to read it carefully.

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Average: 3 (3 votes)

Underground Testing

Doctor Daily gently rubs his eyes and slides his eyeglasses back into place. He gently stretches and walks around the concrete floor of the underground facility. The fluorescent light hums above him as he looks at his watch and sees it's three in the morning. Questions swirling in his mind as he rests a hand on the tomato the size of a weather balloon at the center of the room. He feels his heart race as he touches the massive tomato and thoughts flow through his mind. These experiments would help fight hunger and food shortage issues.

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Average: 3.6 (10 votes)

Tabloids

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“Breaking news at 6:00, Billionaire tech entrepreneur Pan Armington’s dirty secret revealed. You may know him as the mind behind home fusion reactors and media figurehead for clean energy; a man truly larger than life. But he likes it larger, much larger. After a hacker seised a few of his online accounts last week, it was found out that Mr Armington has quite the fetish for body expansion, and has been keeping it hidden for years. We cover more later.”

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Average: 3.2 (9 votes)

Arachnophobia

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The table was clear a moment ago. When Lexi looked up from her reading and saw her nemesis, she didn’t hesitate.

“Die! Die! Die!” Lexi repeatedly brought the rolled magazine down on the dark smear that had once been a spider.

The commotion drew Tara to the living room. “Another one?”

“I think I got him.” Lexi slumped back on the couch, panting. The bubbling in her belly faded. She lifted up her tank top; she was visibly bloated but her quick reaction had limited the damage.

Tara sat down next to her and placed a hand Lexi’s exposed stomach.

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Average: 4.1 (10 votes)

Fat Inflation Blows Up

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It was 10:05 p.m. and I, Lento, was a manager at a supermarket called Archerd's. It was closing time on a Friday night because of my birthday. I always do this for others birthdays as well while other stores are all nighters. My plan for my birthday will be Chinese, Italian and French pastry eating. You're probably thinking I'm a pig right. Well no, it's always been a tradition to eat a lot on a birthday. Us Italians love food.

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Average: 2 (7 votes)

Competition, The

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Warning mature content. Contains inflation fetish material and is for mature readers only. Read at your own risk.

11/30/14

Lilly and Scarlett sit in the backroom at work talking about their coworker Frank. He seems a strange fit to be working at the clothing store, but both of them agree there is something very desirable about Frank.

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)
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