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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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Off the Hook's Ink Tanks
Hello! Heads up: There is breast expansion/inflation in this story, which ends with said breasts popping in a non-lethal way. That either turned you on, or off. Proceed accordingly. It was late in the day. The sun was starting to set. Pearl lay sideways on the couch in front of a large, flatscreen T.V. A limited edition, Squid Sisters themed video game controller in her hands; she was just barely winning a round of Super Splash Sisters. A tall, long-tentacled figure appeared in the corner of her eye. “Hey Pearl!” It spoke. “One sec. I’ve almost got this guy!” There was half a minute of silence, save for the rapid clicking of buttons and the sharp punching sound effects from the game. A bright flash signified that Pearl’s character had landed the finishing blow. “Ha! Get cooked!” she taunted before sitting up and turning her attention to Marina. “What’s up?” The octoling was grinning from ear to asymmetrical ear. “So you know that secret project I’ve been working on?”
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Calming Breaths
Gabby sat at her desk, headphones on. The serene sounds played from the video, relaxing her deeper than she felt in a long time. The tension in her limbs released. “Comfy?” The voice asked, pleasant and soft with a slight accent. “Mmm yeah,” Gabby replied, instantly feeling silly that she’d spoken to a video. “Sorry.” “Good,” the video continued. “Now, take a deep breath. So deep, in fact, I will tell you when to let it out. Are you ready?” “Yes. Oh! Sorry.” The screen counted down. 3, 2, 1. “Breathe.” Gabby did, sucking in air as though through a straw. She’d done yoga before, and choir, both pushing her to change how she breathed. Every few seconds, the video would intone “Breathe,” a calm reminder. After several long seconds, Gabby felt as though her lungs could take no more. Her inhale faltered and she prepared for the gusting exhale. “Breathe,” the video insisted. To her utter surprise, that full feeling disappeared. As though she hadn’t been inhaling for the last
Slowly getting back into posting stuff and I started with something I've had halfway done for about a month or so. I should be getting to that stack of commissions soon
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Wonderful! I love breast popping, and this was beautifully done!