Full Body Inflation

emotional buildup

emotional buildup
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Average: 4 (8 votes)

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They say every man has a special talent.  Mine isn't that useful, but at least it's unique.

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Average: 4.5 (17 votes)

Ascent

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She strode barefoot across the sands, wavy black hair blowing in the wind behind her.  Tall, tanned, and athletic, her red one-piece swimsuit hugged her form, leaving nothing to the imagination.  It was a clear day, and the beach had more than a few visitors, some of whom had noticed her arrival.  She knew she would attract attention - and even more, soon enough - though she paid it no mind.  What others thought, or would think, was of no concern to her.

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Average: 3.7 (9 votes)

Ballooning

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Ballooning
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Average: 2.1 (18 votes)

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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)

Untitled

Elizabeth was walking through the neighborhood on a sunny day wearing light blue underwear, a light blue bra, black jeans and a yellow button up shirt. She was heading to the park because the most happiest thing happened there. She met a nice boy named Stevie who she now adores and has a crush on. She couldn’t keep her mind off of him until she turned a corner and saw him talking to some friends. She hid behind the corner wall and stared at him. She felt her heart beat faster, she started blushing and she felt her love for him getting bigger and bigger.

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Average: 1.7 (3 votes)

One Mile Circle, The

She could already feel the difference. Before, the car had been a separate entity, something she drove, under her command. Now they were together, one thing. She was three-quarters machine and one-quarter woman.  Before she was sleek, with a runner’s body and suggestive curves. Now she was downright aerodynamic, with a three-liter engine giving her the kick she needed to really move.

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Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

New Rules, The

It’s really simple.

Don’t get scared. Don’t get mad. Don’t think about it. Especially don’t think about boys. Otherwise it will happen again.

Through the dark twine of the weirwood, the indigo sky is cool and brilliant under both moons. I’m awfully aware of how far one could fall up there. Just prffffft and….well….. Oh God. Out here there would be nothing to stop me going higher and higher and…I feel myself clench against the new rules and the sudden tightness in my clothes.

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Average: 4.1 (8 votes)

Stress Inflating

Brooke was bored. No no, not just bored, sad. She’d just broken up with her longtime boyfriend, and she was feeling the pain. They had been through everything together, traveled all over the world and back, and now this. She had caught him cheating on her with another woman, but not just any other woman, her best friend.

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Average: 3.4 (8 votes)

Serenity

We lay in the park, drunk with ethnic motives of the planet. Musicians of all skin colours change one another. Her stomach starts growing. “How do you do that?” – I ask lightly. She shrugs and spreads hands wider on the grass, eyes locked on the stage: “Endocrinologist told me this is not dangerous”. I embrace her slowly ballooning tummy. She grows more relaxed and rounded. We smile at each other. I crawl to sit behind and around her, to support her frame – the pose is more intimate than intended, but it relaxes her even more.

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Average: 3.3 (3 votes)
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