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Joel’s Balloon Shop ( Inspired by a Story by BalloonFan called Sandra's Balloon Shop) Joel basically knew it the moment the guy entered his store. There was nothing out of the ordinary about him, typical guy around college age maybe a bit older. It didn’t matter what they looked like young - old; fat – thin, Joel could pick them out the minute they came through the door.  They all were more or less the same. First, they looked around a bit shyly, looking at all the different balloons with that certain look of excitement in their eyes. They always hung back and avoided eye contact. He knew the fascination so well beca

NIGHTMARE AT THE ELM STREET GYM – PORTERHOUSE GYM RANDOM STORIES COLE SKI MUSCLE Cole couldn’t believe the stories he was hearing at the gym. Every day seemed to bring a fresh story of someone who had been blown up over night by this freak. The college student was nervous and found him looking at every stranger oddly. He was tense and couldn’t help but worry if he would be next. He felt like he was always looking over his shoulder wherever he went these days. Cole had been a fair athlete through high school but had given up organized sports once he got in college, instead turning his attention to serious weight lifting. H

NIGHTMARE AT THE ELM STREET GYM0 PORTERHOUSE GYM  Part 4 Brian Get’s a Blow Job Brian Sanders had been working at his garage late one afternoon.  He was finishing up a couple of odd jobs before he went to the gym to work out on his way home.  He was behind in his work after letting one of his biker buddies talk him into going along with his bike to the track after lunch.  The guy needed his advice on some after market add-ons for his new bike.  Brian knew he shouldn’t have wasted the time but had wanted to try his buddy’s new bike out.  One of the perks of being a business owner he told himself.  Next thing he knew he was in

NIGHTMARE AT THE ELM STREET GYM -PORTERHOUSE GYM Part 3 Greg was dabbing at the bump on the back of Ron’s head with a wet towel, cleaning the slight amount of dried blood out of his hair, while the big man sat on a bench with his bloated legs stretched out before him. “You got a good sized lump but it doesn’t look too bad, just scrapped up a little.” Ron winched as the gym owner dabbed some alcohol on the tattered skin. Ron was exhausted after his ordeal and lack of sleep. Once finished Greg stepped around to his front side and offered the man a hand and helped pull him to his feet. “I lived in my office the f

Jaquard sat on a work out bench in his wrestling gym doing some concentration curls.  As he did this, he thought that he heard something coming from behind him.  The gym was closed and no other furs were in there besides him at the time.  He looked behind him, but did not see anyone.  He shrugged his massive shoulders and continued on with his curling.  Soon after this, he again thought that he heard something and this time before he could turn around two big and powerful paws grabbed onto his shoulders making him yip in surprise.  He looked up to see Furvus smiling down at him.