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Beautiful Butterfly, A

Submitted by MacroMan on Mon, 09/19/2011 - 19:25
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I waited nervously in the waiting room. I drummed my fingers together. It was a nervous tick of mine. My heart was beating faster. A million thoughts whizzed through my head. What if this works? How will my life change? Do I want it to change? “Kayley Choan?” My heart skipped a few dozen beats. I stood up. “Dr. Williams will see you now.” I gulped as I entered his office. He was sitting behind his desk, talking on the phone with someone.

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Average: 3.2 (9 votes)

Champion, The

Submitted by System on Tue, 05/03/2011 - 13:09
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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)

C. Plenty Building Incident, The

Submitted by System on Sun, 04/03/2011 - 22:15
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This is a transcript from an audio recording that have been found in the crater of the Miss C. Plenty Building by the current team of investigator. Given Miss C. Plenty exceptional physical condition and intentions mentioned in this document, without a doubt this should clear all mysteries surrounding this incident:

“- Madam, I found a document you may find most interesting (this voice have been identified as Mrs. X (name classified for the proceeding), private aid for Miss C. Plenty)

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Average: 3.5 (4 votes)

Jungle Women

Submitted by System on Thu, 10/21/2010 - 15:34
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Equatorial Africa, some years ago

“Are you all fine?” Sophie shouted in terror desperately trying to repress tears.

“Yes, even if a little bruised” Bianca said holding her aching leg sprouting from the torn up shorts.

With difficulty Therese, Tessa and Scarlet emerged too from the airplane wreckage, each one a bit hurt but safe.

They were flying on immense African skies to reach their respective families.

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Average: 2.8 (9 votes)

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Submitted by System on Sun, 09/19/2010 - 00:54
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Average: 3.7 (10 votes)

Summer Job's Benefit

Submitted by System on Tue, 08/31/2010 - 23:40
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“I’m not sure I can’t take it!” muffle Bill as he pat his distended tummy.

“Oh, come on little piggy, you got the finish off your dessert if you want your surprise!” respond Halley, smiling playfully and holding a spoon to her boyfriend.

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Average: 3.5 (6 votes)

Motherly Love

Submitted by System on Wed, 11/25/2009 - 03:07
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The girls were full. Their bellies were heavy and had become wedged between their chairs and the table.

Dani looked at Krista and rubbed her bulging tummy while mouthing, "I'm so full. Is she gonna stop?"

Krista looked at their mother, Shelly, who was preparing more food. "I don't think so." she mouthed back at Dani, who appeared to be in some pain.

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Average: 3.9 (16 votes)

No More Than Necessary

Submitted by System on Wed, 11/25/2009 - 02:38
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Her problem was she knew not when to stop eating; that had to be the only rational explanation the concierge could think of as the homicide investigation entered the building and headed for the elevator. His hands shook as he wiped more fluid off from his face.

 

Detective Samuels tapped his pencil on the side of his neck as he thought up a way to properly articulate his question.

He finally decided upon two words: “She popped?”

“Popped,” explained the concierge. “Like a balloon; a ghastly balloon. It was hideous.”

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Average: 3.2 (5 votes)

And You Call This Art?

Submitted by System on Thu, 10/15/2009 - 02:31
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"Her belly was bigger than the sun, and when she finally finished all of her food, she almost exploded but just burped loudly instead. The end."

Collette's face twisted into a frown and she hung her head low. She was accustomed to seeing abnormal stories on deviantART, but she could not stomach the one she just read, posted by someone who went by the name "Fatmeister". Collette grumbled as she rolled the wheel of her mouse, scrolling down the page to view what others had to say about what was written. She hoped that others felt the same way that she did.

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Average: 3.6 (8 votes)

Buttons

Submitted by System on Wed, 10/14/2009 - 03:02
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Detective Karin Watts surveyed the crime scene. A pretty flashy apartment belonging to supermodel Katie Russell - ex-supermodel now as there wasn't much left of her. Neighbours had reported a loud explosion coming from her apartment and Karin was looking at the aftermath now. A forensics crew were taking photos of broken windows and other damages, as well as pieces of torn clothes littering the place. That seemed to be all that was left of poor Katie. Sure she was a self centred bitch on camera and most probably off camera, thought Karin, but did she really deserve this?

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Average: 4 (12 votes)
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