Female Inflation

Blooomp Berry Surprise
by the happyguy

Tazi was pretty all over. Her light brown skin, almond eyes, and slender curves gave no hint to the origins of her ancestry, but there was no doubt she was pretty. She walked down the hall with a mischeivious smile, holding a bowl of rather large, purple-blue berries. She walked carefully in her bare feet, her slender brown legs long beneath her white frilly shirt.

Tazi was also a trickster. And tonight, amid the wildness of the party planned for the sorority, she was going to play the most delicious trick ever.

I took a few breaths, readying myself before I inhaled as hard as I could.

"Hmmm..." Shina pondered.

The burglar knelt at the end of a dimly-lit stone hallway, ear pressed against a stout wooden door, absorbed in process of probing its lock. Once she was through, there was nothing standing between her and the job of a lifetime. There was of course one detail that had made the venture the job of a lot of other people's lifetimes, and not long ones at that, but she had an ace up her sleeve for that eventuality. Probably.

I was staying late to finish up my art project. As usual, I was the last one to finish, using every last minute before the deadline. I was not completely alone, however. She was still working as well--sitting at her desk, grading the last assignments before the much anticipated and needed break, listening to the quiet sounds of Dave Grohl, Chris Cornell, and the like.