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Inflated Girl Commission

Recent commission for anon 

Inflated Girl Commission
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Average: 4.7 (7 votes)

Big and Blimpy

I was often told not to walk the streets at night, to be fair. I often thought that meant rapists or muggers, not creeps that will cram hoses into my mouth and ass and blow me up like a goodyear blimp.

"Next time I'll just stay at home." I thought, rising over the skyline, feeling my body grow in the chill October air.

 

Basically I commissioned MilkyBody aka Mabo and I thought I'd post it here.

 

Big and Blimpy
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Average: 4.6 (15 votes)

Sky High

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Sky High
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Average: 4 (2 votes)

Minimum Wage, part 6: Wedding Caterer

Patricia was used to people looking down at her -- literally. Puberty and growth spurts had passed her by with barely a glance, leaving her 4'10" and just shy of 90 lbs. "Trixie the Pixie", they called her in high school. Boys treated her like a disposable sex toy. Girls saw her as an object of pity and scorn, when they weren't just stuffing her into lockers. Her intellect, talents, and assertive personality went unnoticed, wrapped up in such a tiny package. But Patricia was determined not to let her body's failings define her destiny.

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Average: 4.1 (11 votes)

Flattened Then Inflated

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Flattened Then Inflated
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Average: 4 (4 votes)

Unexpected invasion

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   No one had anticipated their arrival, and no one moved quickly enough to stop it. "They" had descended onto earth and, without a word, began dismantling every military on Earth. Those who resisted or attacked were vaporized. The alien things looked like car-sized stars, floating steadily on their obtuse bodies. All humans had come to let the creatures alone, all but one, one woman who was determined to find every weapon still available and use them in an often dreamed-of war.

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Average: 2.2 (6 votes)

Big Gas

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"Okay, heisters, we've got a lead on the scientist.  She's working on a private island a mile off shore - guess those research grants can get you some cushy labs.  You're heading in by boat; once you're there, find the scientist and her little project and bring them back here in one piece.  I've got an idea for lifting them off the island."



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Average: 2.6 (9 votes)

Lifting Spirits

A chilled breeze brushed along the pale-albino girl’s cheeks. Her short, tomboyish brown hair tussled in the winter winds. The hair on the back of her neck perked up. Fall leaves brushed along the side-walk with a gentle scrape, it followed in the wind of the afternoon while Maya pulled herself along. She wasn’t a big fan of these long, tedious walks that seemed to last a lifetime from her College to home where she still lived with her mother and father, which was a chore on its own – regardless of the actual ‘chores’ she was given.

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Average: 4.1 (10 votes)

Women's Anti-Gas Wedge, The

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"Uugh!" moaned Leighann as she sat up and groggily got out of bed. "I hate getting up so early, but the shopping will all be worth it!" she thought excitedly. Leighann was a slender, five-foot-eight college student who loved to shop every weekend, especially at the Mexican resteraunt in the mall's food court. She got a change of clothes and donned them quickly, not wanting to waste time. "Oh man, i'm totally gonna buy some cool stuff today!

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Average: 3.8 (13 votes)

Control 7: Neighbors

Control 7: Neighbors

“Sounds like our neighbors are out for a swim,” Gretchen Lipshitz said, accepting a glass of iced tea from her husband. She took a quick sip of the drink and stretched, enjoying the lazy weekend sun from under her tinted glasses and wide-brimmed sunhat.

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Average: 4 (4 votes)
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