The water splashed gently against the sides of the indoor pool, the noise combining with the scent of chlorine in the air to create the perfect summer symphony. But today was not just another summer day spent at the Olympic pool she had visited as much as she possibly could, no. Today was the culmination of all her hard work and training. The day she’s been looking forward to all year. The Californian College Championship, the biggest tournament she could participate in. Win here, and she could go to the nationals. Cassy leaned against one of the marble pillars that lined the edge of the grand structure, propping up a beautiful glass dome, scattering the sunlight in beautiful patterns all across the water below. Her all-black swimsuit highlighted her impressive body. The smooth fabric hugged her curves in all the right places, her athletic physique only overshadowed by her larger-than-life assets. She looked like a water goddess, standing there, taking deep breaths to calm herself
Cassandra LOVED shopping days, they were her oasis in her otherwise pretty dull routine. Today was one of those days. The tall girl strolled through the endless avenues of the shopping mall, her gaze fell upon the hundreds of storefronts, trying to find something that sparked her interest. She passed by the expensive boutiques with their extravagant displays and eye-watering price tags, those were well outside her budget, she felt like going broke by just looking at them. Instead, she looked for the hidden gems, the humble second-hand shops tucked away in forgotten corners of the mall, getting high quality clothes for cheap just sounded like the best sort of deal to her. The only type of viable deal actually. Her imposing figure presented a unique challenge when it came to clothing. With curves that demanded attention, Cassandra needed well-made fabrics, fabrics that didn’t wilt under the pressure of her voluptuous silhouette. And her… ‘other issue’, as she referred to it. As she
The afternoon sun cast a warm glow on the sprawling college campus as Cassy navigated the familiar routine of just another regular school day. The air was filled with the buzz of students hurrying to their classes as she made her way through the impressive glass-and-steel structure that was her college. It has been a few days since the city was struck by a gassy assault of unknown source – unknown to everyone else anyway – but she still heard groups of students talk about it as she walked by, mixed in with the usual chatter one would expect in these halls, talks of grades, tests, of relationships and friendships. Cassy rolled her eyes a little, she has always been a bit of a lone wolf and found the talk of who dates who and who cheated on who a bit childish. Occasionally she’d see the professors hurrying by, their arms laden with stacks of papers and books, but she didn’t have to worry about that anymore, at least not for today. Her last class of the day had just finished and she
The water splashed gently against the sides of the indoor pool, the noise combining with the scent of chlorine in the air to create the perfect summer symphony. But today was not just another summer day spent at the Olympic pool she had visited as much as she possibly could, no. Today was the culmination of all her hard work and training. The day she’s been looking forward to all year. The Californian College Championship, the biggest tournament she could participate in. Win here, and she could go to the nationals. Cassy leaned against one of the marble pillars that lined the edge of the grand structure, propping up a beautiful glass dome, scattering the sunlight in beautiful patterns all across the water below. Her all-black swimsuit highlighted her impressive body. The smooth fabric hugged her curves in all the right places, her athletic physique only overshadowed by her larger-than-life assets. She looked like a water goddess, standing there, taking deep breaths to calm herself
Cassandra LOVED shopping days, they were her oasis in her otherwise pretty dull routine. Today was one of those days. The tall girl strolled through the endless avenues of the shopping mall, her gaze fell upon the hundreds of storefronts, trying to find something that sparked her interest. She passed by the expensive boutiques with their extravagant displays and eye-watering price tags, those were well outside her budget, she felt like going broke by just looking at them. Instead, she looked for the hidden gems, the humble second-hand shops tucked away in forgotten corners of the mall, getting high quality clothes for cheap just sounded like the best sort of deal to her. The only type of viable deal actually. Her imposing figure presented a unique challenge when it came to clothing. With curves that demanded attention, Cassandra needed well-made fabrics, fabrics that didn’t wilt under the pressure of her voluptuous silhouette. And her… ‘other issue’, as she referred to it. As she
SAMANTHA'S BIG ONE By: SellCon2762 It was late on a Saturday night, already past midnight at a shopping mall in suburban Detroit, Michigan. The parking lot had already been emptied with the exception of a nondescript white van and a small navy-blue sedan parked near the front entrance to the large mall. A tall auburn-haired woman wearing a white lab coat emerged out of the van along with four other individuals, all in their early 20s, either interns or students in a certain field of study. Greeting them at the front of the shopping mall was a male in his early 20s wearing a red hoodie and a pair of blue jeans and his younger sister. The nerdy-looking female stood nearly a couple of feet taller than her brother; she wore on a thick purple sweater that was struggling to contain her two huge bosoms and a pair of blue jeans that had to be tailored specifically to fit her larger-than-ever ass. She housed basketballs if not bigger inside the confines of those jeans.
PhilipTrouble's Gassy Cassy by SellCon2762, literature
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PhilipTrouble's Gassy Cassy
GASSY CASSY By: SellCon2762 The following story is NOT CANON with any of my characters. It was a gorgeous summer afternoon in sunny Southern California. The temperatures were warm within the city but the sea breeze kept things relatively pleasant. No one suspected that things were mounting to a head and rapidly. But a ticking time bomb was being loaded in the heart of the busy metropolis and there would be no one to stop it this time. Out in the desert many miles east of Los Angeles was a secret underground bunker. The bunker belonged to Section 26’s Los Angeles office. It had been abandoned for some time but was still technically owned by the agency. The bunker was vacated ordinarily, but today there were two women down there, two women who would forever change the destiny of the city…well, one of them. Dr. Kaysi Smith from the Increased Female Flatulence Project had arrived back in her hometown at the special request of Cassandra Sanborn, an 18-year-old