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A Pleasurable Inflation
It all worked very easily. Lilian dragged her fingertips across the rubber buttons on the remote. It all worked smoothly, the system having been perfected and re-perfected over decades and much like how one eventually figured out the immaculate way to fix the cogs of a clock, someone had figured out how to perfect this.
Lilian positioned herself onto the sofa, her body easing into the crisp fabric. She wore nothing but an old bikini - black, and plain - that she wouldn't mind ruining. Everything was tingling within her, even before the process began. Her breathing quickened, the hairs on her arms stood up and her skin prickled. She wanted it
Literature
The Greenskeepers Inflation
GREENSKEEEPER SMOKER INFLATION
Cody had taken a job at the Rolling Meadows Golf Course for spending money while in college and had just stayed on afterward to the chagrin of his parents. At 27 they thought it was well past time for him to settle on a real career but Cody was happy with his life. The job fit in well with his real passion: bodybuilding; another phase his parents would like to see him out grow. Cody was able to support himself at the job from spring through late fall and picked up some clients for personal training and odd jobs to carry him over the winter. His work schedule allowed h
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Abbie's Incident
Contains female full body inflation and popping. A non-popping version can be found in the description. Abbie knew she should not be here. Students of the New York Academy of Magic were never allowed in the lower floors of the building unsupervised, much less in the restricted Transcripts Room in the middle of the night. In the petite, auburn-haired girl’s hand was a transcript forged to more ‘accurately’ reflect her academic ability; her grades were just below that of her despised rival Natalie, which was, of course, unthinkable. “If they won’t recognize my excellence,” Abbie thought, “then I’ll do it for them.” She pocketed the forgery and went off in search of her records. In her previous ventures into the unfathomably enormous room, Abbie encountered a nasty nausea curse that affected any trespassers, regardless of what anti-sickness charms they wore. As the girl discovered, this was no common curse; instead, it was actually duplicating the air in the victim’s body, eliciting
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It's kind of weird because I stopped writing and thinking about writing for a brief moment and I completely lost my rhythm. Not writing in general, though, I mean writing stuff like this. So here's to trying to get it back by putting something out quick.
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It's a viscious cycle.