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Witness Protection

Submitted by Redsnake on Tue, 12/29/2015 - 01:52
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Megan stirred at the sound of footsteps, but she was too exhausted to bother opening her eyes. It had been a long night already, and she didn’t have to check the clock to know it was far from over. The police had insisted on a patrol past her door every thirty minutes and a physical checkup every hour on the hour. It was an insane amount of bother, but at least it was all ending soon. Tomorrow – today, she thought blearily – she’d take the stand, and then there would be nothing left for anyone to fear. But for the moment, everyone was paranoid bordering on fanatical.

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Average: 4 (23 votes)

Fatman and Rounder vs HeliumWoman

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 12/27/2015 - 21:03
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or, "The Inflatable Duo's Last Case"

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Average: 3.5 (8 votes)

Lost Giant Inflation Story

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 12/27/2015 - 17:58
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aka, "The Last Giant Inflation Story")

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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Bad Neighbor

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 12/27/2015 - 17:37
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Aislan should have been suspicious the moment he opened the envelope. The greeting card was covered in glitter, which quickly dispersed around the den, spilling on the floor of the den while individual particles remained airborne. What little glitter remained on the card spelled out a simple “Happy Birthday!”

Aislan opened the card. The message read, “Call me when you get this.” It was signed “Cadmus,” his across-the-street neighbour.

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Average: 3.7 (7 votes)

Insignificant

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 12/27/2015 - 17:32
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There was a loud “pop” and a giggle, and Severin knew that one of his fellow prisoners had just exploded.

Severin bobbed at the end of his string, looking straight ahead—all he could do without a neck to turn his gaze—and seeing the terrified expressions of the balloons adjacent to him.

All around him, both inside his field of vision and outside, were other human balloons: once men, now inflated versions of themselves. To the casual observer, they appeared as latex toys, with the barest of human features to indicate their former shapes.

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Average: 3.2 (6 votes)

Inflation on 10th Avenue

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 12/27/2015 - 17:24
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The mirror confirmed what Ballard Wilcox feared: He was getting bigger.

There was no change in his diet; in fact, he’d been eating less since he’d become chronically unemployed. Yet his clothes were tighter, his shirts impossible to button, his pants barely closing around his waist. Stranger yet, he gently pinched his puffy arm, and it just felt…light. And hollow. Almost balloon-like.

“Putting on a few, Bal?” his wife Dana chided him from the doorway of the bathroom.

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Average: 4 (12 votes)

Balloon DayDreams

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 12/27/2015 - 17:16
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or, "It Happened at the Balloon Shoppe"

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Average: 3 (5 votes)

Big Big Big Brother

Submitted by Anonymous on Sun, 12/27/2015 - 17:02
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Or, "Heads Will Roll, I'm Back in Control"

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Average: 3.3 (6 votes)

Knight of Inflacia

Submitted by snowfox on Sat, 12/26/2015 - 22:32
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Jack smiles as he applies pressure and loud squeaks of rubber fill the room. The woman pleads for him to stop and he just stares into her fear stricken eyes as he applies more pressure. She screams for him to stop as she races toward explosion and something dark inside him smiles. His heart pounds in his chest and adrenaline courses through his body.

Suddenly a hand grabs hold of Jack’s shoulder and pulls him away. Trent’s voice screams, “What are you doing?!”

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Average: 2.9 (7 votes)

Peaceful in Sunlight

Submitted by snowfox on Sun, 12/20/2015 - 18:25
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Warning mature content. Contains inflation fetish material. This for mature readers only. Read at your own risk.

 

The sunlight is bright and warm as a gentle wind blows across the large courtyard. Fred sits on the bench next to Gina. He smiles as he gently rubs his hands, “Beautiful day to drift in the sky.”

Gina smiles, “Make me big!”

A soft hissing sounds, “We’ll start slow. You should be feeling a little pressure.”

Gina moans as she rubs her belly, “Yes…”

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Average: 3 (4 votes)
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