Messy

Donna's New Look, Part 3: Reversals of Fortune

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“Here,” the returning detective grunted, tossing the towel across the table.

“Thanks,” Vanessa replied softly. Her handcuffs were attached to the table; reaching the towel was rather awkward and using it even more so. But she was genuinely grateful for his consideration. At least she could wipe her face, even if her clothes and hair were still soaked.

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Average: 3.9 (15 votes)

Attention Starved

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After little debating, she slid the tube into her mouth and turned the knob gently in a widdershins fashion. A trickle of liquid slid out and filled her cheeks until she swallowed. Continuously she did this until the plump middle of her stomach ripened more so, ironing out the creases in the fabric of her top.

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Average: 3.8 (11 votes)

Halloween Feasts and Fatal Attractions

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Ever since their first date during freshman year of High School, Sid and Lissa had been an inseparable couple. Through copious amounts of soft serve the two quickly took to bonding over a mutual love of stuffing themselves and one another, and that shared kink became the backbone of their relationship for three years.

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Average: 4.2 (16 votes)

Not So Fearless Vampire Killers

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Author`s intro.

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Average: 3.1 (7 votes)

Lesson in Humiliation, A

Ms. Jackson was a vile professor of English. Every student that attended the college heard a horror story here and there about her. Since her subject was one of the most necessary courses in college, you always had a chance of falling into her class. Most of the students that were unfortunate enough just dealt with the low grades and relentless criticism from Ms. Jackson. She was a short, slightly pudgy woman.

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Average: 3.8 (12 votes)

Friendship Turned Slimy, A

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Maria Luke and Susan Fitzpatrick were the two top scientists of their fields. For almost ten years they had worked side by side and developed a handful of great scientific discoveries. Maria was much prettier than Susan and much taller. Susan couldn't help but feel like she was the sidekick in their discoveries even though both of their names were on their reports. Maria was more popular with the other scientists of the university that they worked at. Almost every aspect about Maria's life seemed to dwarf that of Susan's.

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Average: 3.8 (8 votes)

Day in the Life of a Popper, A

A Day In The Life of a Popper

 

Before I tell you what I do for a living, I want to say two things about my job.  One is that I'm probably effectively a mass murderer according to most of you.  That's obviously not how I see it and I don't know anyone else in this line of work who does. 

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Average: 3.4 (12 votes)

Last Night Alone, The

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The Last Night Alone

by ~captainstupids

The Last Night Alone

Warning: This story is of a graphic and sexual nature.  It contains violence and blood.  Side effects may include lava.  Talk to your doctor and see if Story is right for you.

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Average: 3.8 (8 votes)

Champion, The

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"Whoo..." The team collapsed on the bleachers and awaited the verbal beating from Coach Jim. It was a hot day to be all decked out in softball gear and the team had just worked their butts off trying to take down Poplarville, the toughest team in the division. The coach removed his cap and began calmly. "You girls... I must say, you girls are..." and then he let them have it... "The WORST softball team I have ever seen in my life!" The next five minutes went on like usual, with lessons on running and pitching and catching and swinging. It was too hot to even pay attention anymore.

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Average: 3.9 (16 votes)

This Only Works Once

The cardboard sign read “Haunted House” in black magic marker with an arrow pointing down the street. It was nearing 10 o’clock; our bags sagged from so much free candy and our limbs were sore. A haunted house adventure sounded like a perfect ending to Halloween. We mustered the strength to hurry and resisted temptations to continue begging houses for candy.

Orange and purple lights strung along its walls shone through the artificial fog belching from concealed machines. Spooky sounds and eerie music emanated from the open door; strobe lights illuminated the entrance.

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Average: 3.3 (11 votes)
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