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Izzy's Blue Valentine
“-and with all of that, we should be making profit for the rest of the fiscal year." "Thank you, Izzy. And with that, we’re just about done for the day. Thank you for the presentation, and I’ll see all of you in the office tomorrow." With that, Izzy signed off of Zoom, closing her laptop and letting out a big sigh as she rubbed her face. Aside from the presentation, which had gone well, today had been an uneventful work day. There had been the usual files to organize, memos to write and read; ultimately, there was nothing to differentiate today from any other day. Now that the work day was done, though, Izzy could feel a sense of dread coming back. Today was Valentine's Day, a day that Izzy had never particularly liked, and she was grateful for being able to Zoom into to work today, as she was in no mood to leave the house. "Izzy, snap out of it. Stick to the plan," she muttered to herself. Recognizing that this was going to be a tough day, she had her whole evening planned
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Kiera has the Blues
Contains blueberry inflation and humiliation, turn away if this isn’t your thing
“Hraaaaaaaaah”, the young Kiera yawned. The absolute mess of what had been labelled as the “Inventing Room” by the eccentric but slightly clueless Wonka was strewn about with various dirty pipes fuming with steam, awkwardly shaped metallic machines that had accumulated more than their fair share of dust, and a collection of miscellaneous items that Kiera couldn’t properly fathom as to how they could’ve possibly made their way into what was supposedly the birthplace of most of the great Willa Wonka’s most fantast
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Berry Delicious!
GROOOAAAAAAAAN!!!! A loud creaking groan came from the massive blue sphere dominating the barn. Followed by tiny breathless gasps, and a soft coo. "Oh... oh my... that was... that was a lot." Rebecca said, between gentle breaths. "I say... I think if I breathe too deep... I'll splat all over these walls." A rough calloused hand touched her side. The farmer felt how firm Rebecca's skin was, she was taut, as tight as a drum. "I'd have to agree with that sugarpie." He said. "I think you've done had enough dessert today." "Oh Tony... I'm sure I could have, one bite more. Please? What harm could those last bites do?" Tony put his hand to his face, stroking his beard as he thought about it. ------------------------------- Fifteen Years Ago: Rebecca had been coming to help out on the Bailey farm since she was a young'un. And she'd been friends with Tony Bailey since before even then. Pretty much everyone in town knew that she was sweet on him. Whether he knew it was anyone's
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It's been a long time coming. I've actually been sitting on this for over two years maybe. After reading LVKane's latest story, and his comment that he was tired of looking at it, I thought it was about time to just hit submit. I know one or two people have asked about this, so here you go. I've been writing these silly stories since about 1998. Now I feel old. Also, sorry about the formatting, but the translation from word to here leaves a little to be desired.
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Nice job! I did not see the CCF going in this direction. it is something different from the norm. Thanks...