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International Inflation Cup
"Ah thank you. You'll be in building thirteen. Your opponents should be there already." After making a quick call on her radio, the official left to continue her work. "Lucky thirteen eh?" Maria smiled as she reminisced about her favorite number. She remembered when she first got into inflation. It was her thirteenth birthday when she popped her older sister, and it was the thirteenth International Inflation Cup when her younger sister was popped. Maria enjoyed thinking about all the people she'd get to pop while she walked over to building thirteen.
Maria had read all the information on the competition events and wasn't surprised to see al
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The Inflation Games
Popping Contests: - Classic Make Out Contest; gals use their impressive lung capacity to inflate each other in alternating kisses. Until one of them explodes. - Classic Volatile Reaction; women consume a substance that causes an immediate relentless expansion, carbonated beverages, certain fruits, etc. Both rapidly inflate and the last to explode wins. Posthumously, but still. - Pump Contest; Similar to the kiss inflate contest, but using a foot pump, hand pump, or blowing into a hose rather than lips directly. Less intimate, more common for actual competitive inflation contests. - Pressure Test: Woman is inflated until she is full, her skin taut to the touch. Then a method of manual inflation, such as kissing, an old fashioned bellows or hand pump, is used. She wins if she can handle the pre-determined amount of pumps. - Self Inflation; A rarer technique of self inflation via deep breaths. In this case, whomever can pop themselves first is posthumously determined to be the winner. -
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Worth it
Caution: The following ministory has stuffing and inflation in it. If that's not for you, then please don't waste your time reading it.
Jenny scowled and folded her porcine arms as best as she could. She and Scotty had won a tour of the local candy factory that was straight out of Willy Wonka. And every six months the candy factory allowed a group of 12 to tour it. The two sows had been looking forward to this day, and the promise of gorging themselves, for weeks. And now it was over… for them anyway.
The candy forest had been a sight to behold, and god damn, had it been tasty too. Instead of moving on with the tour group like she ha
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My first ever inflation story, back when fat=inflation. Came up with it in the early 90's...
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ยฉ 2011 - 2024 hfilled1967
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Explosively fat, good stuff! I'd love to see Tiff and Cora make a return, even bigger and cuter than before.