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 Miss Fortune, infamous cat burglar with a heart of gold; expertly flipped through the air and landed on the rooftop.  Just in time to see her sometime ally, sometime enemy; and either-way boyfriend, The Comet; swell up like a balloon.  As she watched, his entire body thickened, rounding out like a parade float, and then his belly burgeoned forward, pulling the shirt of his spandex outfit out of the tights, and as she watched, stunned, his chest took on a barrel shape. "What the hell is going on here?"  She cried, putting her hands to her slender hips. "Fortune?"  The comet said, trying his best to turn his head, but not having much luck

MY FAVOURITE BALLOON PARTY (or, "Illogical, Gratuitous Inflation with Hot Celebrity Chicks") _____________by Alec Deluxe________________________     It began as just another balloon party with my closest--and most revealingly dressed--friends and acquaintances: Jessica Alba, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Christina Aguilera, Britney Spears, Mariah Carey and Mandy Moore.  We got together, as we often did, to blow up balloons.  Sometimes we'd race to see who could pop them first; other times I'd sit leisurely back and watch these beautiful mouths and sexy lips inflate their balloons larger and larger, as their cheeks rounded out lovingly from the pu

BEING TERRI'S BALLOON (or, "Blown Past 240") _________by Alec Deluxe____________________  "295!" My name's Richard, and I'm a balloon. Not literally, of course, but for all practical purposes. What used to be my body is now just a large sphere, growing and expanding, getting bigger. And bigger. Below me is the most beautiful woman I know, holding the air hose that's blowing me up. She plans to pop me, and there's not a damn thing I could do about it ... even if I wanted to. Frankly, I'm amazed I haven't exploded already. No one's ever been blown this big that I know of. But I'm going to pop. And I'm going to pop soon. So I'd better