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The Slime Cave Part 3With her newfound companion's glow lighting the way, Kiri found her way back rather easily. "Excellent. Now, you do have a way to climb back up, yes?" Giving the steaming woman a rather cold glance, Kiri called for her pack mule. "Hey, Dahlia! Where are you?" No reply. However, she spotted her damp gear near the edge of the water. "Okay, here's my stuff, where's..." Suddenly, there she was, Dahlia, standing right beside her, a large grin on her face. "There you are! Okay, listen carefully. I think I may have found an alien." Dahlia, instead of replying with her usual doubtfulness, responded with an, "Okay!". Kiri gave her a look. What the heck? "Hey, since when have your eyes been green?" Suddenly, another Dahlia appeared, identical to the first."What? Dahlia? Which one is...? The magma woman walked over, not looking very happy. She then pinched the one with green eyes, and the rest of them watched as the green-eyed Dahlia melted into a puddle of goo. The real Dahlia gasped. "Oh, what
The Slime Cave Pt1The Slime Cave Pt1
Somewhere deep in the Amazon…
The researcher and explorer, Kiri Thorne, was delving deep into the jungle, looking to find new species of plants and possibly animals. With her, was her shy assistant, Dahlia. Exploring a part of the endless jungle that had never been touched before came as exciting for the adventurer, but not for her pack mule assistant. “Hey, Miss Thorne? I think we should take a break…Miss Thorne? The young woman, only 19 years old, could barely hear her as she scaled a tree nearby, startling a toucan. “Take a break? Come on, we’re almost to the new area!” Kiri suddenly landed back on her feet in front of Dahlia, scaring her. It was a bit of an overstatement to say Kiri had an Amazon build, but she did. She was 6’5” with a trim slightly muscular body, with voluptuous features such as large, proportionate breasts and shapely hips. Dahlia, as you could’ve guessed, was m
Sweet Punishment: A Sweet Too Far Emily was the daughter of an extremely successful trainer, and with that came the list of expectations. To her end, Emily managed to live up to many of them. Only when her mother saw her in a bikini (for the first time), showing off muscles, tones legs, and a smooth stomach did she acknowledge her daughter.
But everyone had a fatal flaw.
Emily's fatal flaw was her sweet tooth. Oh, how it plagued her mother! Ever since finding out about her daughter's latest candy-binge, she began trying everything she could to bring her back to what she was supposed to be. Unfortunately, her daughter beat her at every step. By the end of the year, she was sure that her daughter was gaining weight.
It was then that she was encouraged by a friend to turn to magical assistance.
"So, you wish to turn your daughter from junk food forever?" An oddly garbed woman said, with old age in her voice.
Home Alone and StuffedIt was a hot summer day, and the sun was beating down on the people below. A couple loaded their small red car with luggage. As they lifted the heavy bags into the trunk of the car, two teenagers walked out of the house. A thin, blonde fifteen-year-old girl, and a tall, gloomy-looking eighteen-year-old boy.
The girl leaped up and down excitedly, waving at her parents as they finished loading the luggage into the car. “Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad! See ‘ya later!”
The boy crossed his arms and glumly stared at his parents. “Bye.”
“Good-bye, Cheryl. And good-bye, Peter!” their mother shouted from afar, as the car was parked a little ways away from the house.
“Take care of your little sister, Peter!” their father grinned at them before opening the door of the car and sliding into the passenger seat.
“Yeah, whatever.” Peter responded quietly, darting a glare at his little sister.
Cheryl continued waving her arm in the air and smiling a
College FeedingToday was just like any other slow day at work. Brittany, 19, would hide on the 2nd floor, a spot where her boss would never think to search for any slacking employee. She fiddled around on her phone for the time being. Yep, having a summer job on campus sure was boring.
Brittany, sighed, she had to do another round in the unpopulated second floor just to look busy. Her jet black hair flowed in the wind and rested on the back of her form fitting work shirt that embraced her beautiful 5'11 figure. Her asian eyes seemed dull, but after she would punch out they would brighten up again.
She slowly stood up and walked around in a square pattern, peeking inside every trash can to make sure that they weren't too full. None of them usually were.
Her round was almost complete, until she received a text from one of her 'friends', "God! When will this creep learn to -" Brittany felt a powerful, yet soft force that knocked her down quite quickly. "Uh, Hey what the-!" She angrily stood up and
Balloon troubles"It's here! It's finally here!"
Lanky, dark-haired beauty Rene raised her head to see what her live-in girlfriend Tina was talking about. Tina, a bubbly, chunky, buxom brunette in a tight green sweater, was unpacking a small cardboard box that had just arrived in the mail.
Rene was totally baffled until Tina pulled out a large green balloon. Immediately, Rene guessed that Tina had very thoughtfully purchased something to indulge her inflation fetish. Of course, watching a balloon inflate was a poor substitute for an actual person, but it was the thought that mattered.
"That's really great," said Rene, smiling half-heartedly. She didn't want to look too unenthused but she suspected that Tina still didn't entirely understand exactly what excited her so much about inflation.
"No, no, silly," gushed Tina. "I know what you're thinking; this must be some stupid overpriced bedroom prop. But this is no ordinary balloon. See, I ordered it from a very
DreamStephanie was a 17 year old and she weighed 125 lbs. She had black hair and she was beautiful. Stephanie took care of her body very well and made sure she was perfect. Stephanie believed that eating right and exercising she won't be able to gain weight. However, one night Stephanie went to sleep and she had a dream.
???: Stephanie Stephanie
Stephanie: Huh where am I?
She found herself in a empty diner and she was in her p.j.s, a green mini short and green tank top.
???: Stephanie come eat.
Stephanie: Who are you?
Stephanie walked around the diner and found a table with a large pizza.
???: I know your hungry.
Stephanie: NO, I'm not. Besides that can make you fat. And I'll lose my figure.
???: Oh Stephanie don't worry just eat up and enjoy yourself. I know you want to. Let yourself go and eat everything you want. Don't worry about dieting and exercising enjoy sitting back and eat.
Stephanie: Well this is a dream. I can't get fat anyway, so I guess. (takes a bite of the pizza)
KartyKarty was a sweet girl, and had a swelling heart, but one day it had become her hunger that was swelling.
Karty had dark curly hair that ran down a little past her shoulders, and marvelous green eyes that glistened in the light. She had a slightly round, but extremely appealing face with thin eyebrows, round lips (that were just the right size), and other features that weren't too off key or unnapealing.
She had a fair figure; she had what every typical American girl envied. She had a nice round toosh, and a pair of hooters most women would sacrifice themselves for. Very sexy hips, and very curved thighs. Super model material.
At the moment, Karty had been at Boe's house. Boe was a girl Karty had just met as she was on the street. Boe had been crying against her flabby stomach when Karty had first seen her.
"What's wrong?" Karty asked her most sincerely. Never doubt a woman's care for another of their kind in need.
"My b-boyfriend just d-dumped me and d-drove off!" Boe cried into her m
In My Mind, She IsIn My Mind, She Is
With my deepest delight,
A girl in my sight,
Her shirt so tight,
Short in height,
But she had a huge belly.
It pushed out like a sore thumb,
And her breasts were covered with crumbs,
Debris of what she had eaten,
How many hot girls she had beaten,
In my mind.