Belly Inflation

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Inflated Wives' Club, The

"I would just like to thank Linda for volunteering to host this meeting." Marcy began, resting her teacup on her enormous, shelf-like bosom and wondering what it would be like to be able to see her feet. 

"Oh, don't mention it. I've always wanted to host a meeting of the Inflated Wives Club." Linda answered, making a rather prissy hand gesture of exaggerated humbleness and wiggling a little on her enormous rear. "I hope I didn't do too badly on the cookies."

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Average: 2.3 (9 votes)

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Average: 3.6 (7 votes)

Olivia, the Inflatable Dancer

She hurried down the hall into her room, she locked the door and bit her lip holding the potion she had purchased from the market place. Trembling, she placed the bottle of magic she bought on the table and changed into something more, suitable. She put on her black silk dancing outfit, that only flimsily wrapped around her breasts and a white thong around her legs.

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Average: 3.8 (13 votes)

Door Woman 3 - Pins

The Door Woman 3 -- Pins

 

The door woman was there a third time. Her third time there -- the first time, she had bust, the second time, she had burst, and who knew what would happen the third time. But she had to keep this little girl in here. The little girl was sitting at the table.

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Average: 2.8 (4 votes)

Door Woman 2: Door Woman's Sister

Guys, I don't know what I was doing but I had to, had to, had to, had to, had to get this out. Hope you enjoy.

 

Door Woman 2: Door Woman's Little Sister

 

The door woman, Alexa Pittman, stood in the door -- again. This was her second time supervising the little girl, and she had busted after the first. 

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Average: 2.3 (7 votes)

First Date

"Ugh. You are soooooo irritating. So irritating," glares the girl at you from across the small table.

"Oh, I'M the one who's irritating? All you do is whine and complain and insult me about everything."

"Well, maybe I would be nicer if you hadn't started our date off by telling me how much fatter I was than in my pictures, you jerk. You fucking jerk."

"Yeah, after you walked in here and said, 'Oh, ugh, I thought you were gonna be a lot more attractive than this,' you bitch. Besides, at least I don't REPEAT MY OWN INSULTS." You sneer mockingly at her.

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Average: 3.8 (12 votes)

Dunk Tank

"Hey man! Thanks for showing up. You signed up to work the dunk tank with Kate and Stacy, right?" I asked, handing you a little badge that read "Staff" and pointing you towards a squat little platform in the distance.

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Average: 4.5 (34 votes)

Questionable Decisions

"I can't believe we're doing this," you say as you watch me uncoiling the garden hose and screwing it onto the spigot. We're both a few beers in, standing in the yard on a warm fall day in swim trunks, and we're about to make some questionable decisions.

"Come on, you keep saying you've always wanted to try it! I promise, it'll be great. It's like a tire pump, but way better," as I lube up the end of the hose and drag it over to you. "Pull down the back of your shorts a little."

You comply, edging down the back of your trunks and bending forward a little.

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Average: 4.3 (22 votes)

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