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Welcome to the GGW Blog's and GGW Forum's best written collection of intoxication fetish stories. These are classic stories about girls experimenting with drugs (and yes, likely having sex under the influence), created by the community or scoured from the web.!!! 2024 NEWS !!!  Captain Dunsel created some great illustrations for the fantastically great EPIC story by Superlush,

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By Superlush (with some illustrations by Captain Dunsel) Continued from Parts 26-35 Part 36 Kelly was creeping slowly from her couch to the kitchen when the insane amount of Pink Widow she had smoked settled in. One moment she was slow shuffling along, hunched forward like Gollum from the Lord of the Rings, feet dragging along the ground, eyes swollen closed to slits and

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By Superlush (with some illustrations by Captain Dunsel) Continued from Parts 19 - 25 Part 26 As she slowly, slowly, oh-so-slowly, with steady, greedy gulps, worked on draining her glass of beer so that she could have another one and continue to celebrate her victory over Andrew’s attempt to trick her into leaving before she was all the way filled up, 

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By IceMasterTurok2 PART ONE: DISCOVERY          Extraordinary.  That was what Erin had thought when she first looked at RHC46 in the microscope.  That was what she had written in her log notes when she examined the growth jars.  And that was the word that now hung off the tip of her lips as she stared into her friend Janie's glazed red eyes, who

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By Superlush Continued from Parts 13 - 18 Part 19 Ashley was smiling and nodding stupidly as the waiter took down Andrew’s IPA order. She was thinking that the waiter was hella cute and was also thinking that it was funny how she once again didn’t feel the least bit paranoid. Even as stoned as she was. Even in front of this total stranger. She cast a

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By IcemasterTurok2 DAY ONE - EVENING          Paula and Susan stepped out of the train station and took their first breath of fresh Amsterdam air.          “I can't believe we're finally here!” said Paula.          Paula looked around, taking in the ornate turn of the century architecture, the street signs

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By Superlush Continued from Parts 7 - 12 Part 13 Raymond frowned as he set his cell on the kitchen counter. He had known Andrew since high school so he was well aware that his friend tended to wear his emotions on his sleeve. He couldn’t help but wonder what had been up with him being so pissed off there at the end. After a moment’s consideration he decided it was probably

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