StumblingFillies

  What I.F,?-M*A*S*H*? I normally don’t like drunk driving content-just too dangerous. But M*A*S*H* had two episodes that showed Hawkeye driving drunk-”Hawkeye get your gun” and “Last Laugh.” So what if Margret drove drunk? She was at her hottest drunk. So if its only fiction and turns out fine like it dose for Hawkeye, What IF? Seams Loretta went method actor-got drunk and showed her boobs-perhaps why the scene got cut-couldn’t air on TV: Maybe she went drinking with another nurse? This blog contains nudity, adult themes and sexual situations that is intended for mature adults and is pure fantasy . It contains works of fiction and artwork, and does not condone drug use, drunk driving, or unprotected sex -which can be harmful in real life. The images are AI.

  I was totin' my pack along the dusty Winnemucca road, When along came not a semi with a high and canvas covered load, but a pink cadillac convertible. Hank Snow’s I’ve been everywhere was playing on the radio. But I’d never seen something quite like this. The driver was a blond, long waxy hair, Jes, joudging by the dainty gold necklace on her chest. Jess wore a sky blue bikini, with a silver chain hanning just above her belly pierced belly button. Retro round wire frame glasses sat on Jes’s nose.  In the back seat, sat a red head, wavy hair just grazing her shoulders. A pearl necklace and gold pendant hung on her neck, hoop earrings from her ears. A green bikini clung to her. Also in the back seat was an Asian girl-strait black hair hanging loose, with bangs just above her eyebrows. A red bikini showed off her surprisingly curvy body. Gold hoops and a necklace similar to Jes’s but too far away to read, hung from her neck.  “Hi, wee havve ann esstra seed, wanna cum?,” th...

  No stories, just four AI images of durnk girls celebrating 4 years of this blog, 17 of Stanmaps work (now: https://www.reddit.com/user/stanmaps01/ ), and 26 of Captain Dunsel. 

  You look over at your girlfriend, Amber "Blaze" McIntyre, as she lounges by the crackling campfire, her blue eyes sparkling with the same intensity as the flames. She's got that wild, untamed energy about her that you've always loved, and despite the way she's holding onto the last vestiges of her sobriety, it's clear she's ready to let loose. You crack open another can of beer and extend it towards her with a playful smirk, the cool night air carrying the sound of your voice. "Another beer, Blaze?" "Oooh, don't mind if I do, darling~" Blaze takes the beer from your hand, her fingertips brushing against yours with a gentle warmth that sends a shiver down your spine. She giggles as she cracks it open, the sound echoing through the serene night air. "But I've got a little something extra for you." With a dramatic flourish, she pulls out a flask from her pocket, the metal glinting in the firelight. She unscrews the cap...

  A Sultry Summer Stroll June 30th scorched the earth with unrelenting heat, the sun blazing high in a cloudless sky as you and Samantha meandered into the park. Her long blonde hair, with bangs cut sharp just above her eyebrows, cascaded loosely over her shoulders, shimmering like spun gold in the sunlight. She wore high-waisted, faded denim shorts that hugged her curves, the hem covering her bellybutton, the frayed edges teasing the tops of her thighs. Her peach triangle string bikini top clung to her tanned skin, the color so perfectly matched to her tan lines it seemed to melt into her flesh, save for the black and white strings knotted delicately behind her neck and back. Her pierced nipples pressed insistently against the thin, waterproof fabric, a quiet act of rebellion against the oppressive summer haze. The park thrummed with life—children shrieked as they splashed in the fountains, couples lounged beneath sprawling oaks, and joggers panted along the winding paths. But Sam...