Cristina slammed her bedroom door shut and threw the package she had in her hands on her bed, and locked her door. She was delighted that it had finally arrived. So much that she wouldn't even bother changing out of her school clothes. Slowly she began to contain her excitement. And went over to her package and began opening it.
The package was a medium sized brown box. With one big label on one side. 'Inflatico Industries LTD' Which you could probably guess what it means. (Since most companies related have /some/ form of alteration of the word 'Inflation'.)
After Cristina had cut off all the duct tape she opened the box. And looked to the contents. Her eyes gleaming with excitement and a slight grin on her face. Inside were a few objects. There was a small pill box. A bunch of branded bubble gum duct taped together. Looked like a 6x6. An automatic air pump with a strap on the end of the tube. And what looked like a latex suit.
Cristina got up. And went to her mirror. The kind that reached to the ground. And looked over herself. Cristina was a teenager. Only 16. She had long brown hair and brown eyes. She had a petite body. He backside was moderate. And her chest was a simple B-Cup. The normal size for a teenager her age. And as for her clothes. As mentioned she was in her school uniform. Which was an under shirt with a button up shirt over the top of it. A knee length black fluttery skirt and tights. And black Dolly shoes with a little ribbon on the toes. Her shirt was tucked in too. To make her chest look appealing.
Cristina bit her lower lip and thought of her dirty little fetish... if you haven't already guessed it. Inflation. She /loved/ watching videos of girls blowing up... chests rising and pushing out of their shirts. Being lifted off the ground by the lighter than air trapped inside. Still expanding... To this thought she began rubbing her thighs together. And turned to the box. And she was more than ready to rip some clothes for this pleasure... because she knew what was going to happen.
Cristina put her hand inside the box. And pulled out the automatic air pump. Which had a tube leading from it and on the end of the tube was a strap. The kind on a blood pressure tester. No instruction needed. It was simple. She attached the strap around her upper arm and made sure it was secure. She then put the air pump on her bed and turned to her mirror. She rubbed her chest with two fingers and patted her nipples which were pushing against her bra. Pleading to be released...
The pump had 3 buttons on it. 'Off. Inflate. Deflate.' And on the side of the machine. She noticed the name. 'Helio.' This made her even more exited. And finally. She pressed 'Inflate'.
The machine made a whirr. The fan inside was in taking air, feeding it through the tube. And the Strap on her arm puffed up and felt tight around her arm. She felt a shudder go down her body. She was turned on. And reached a hand down to her thigh, and began rubbing it and that's when she noticed. Her chest felt cold. Her nipples pushing hard against her bra. She brought her hand back up and looked down. And it was happening. Her chest was pushing out. A grip pulling her chest out. Her bra strap began cutting into her back slightly and her shirt began to pull up over her expanding breasts. The chill turned to warmth. And Cristina began moaning while rubbing her breasts. And strangely she felt no weight in her chest, Cristina didn't care. She let herself blow up. Soon her shirt was pulled from being tucked into her skirt. They had turned into a C. Coming up for a D. Her bra was still containing the pressure. And then she let out a little shriek.
She felt the same chill run down her back and into her backside. Cristina put two hands onto her ass and her chest stopped inflating at a D cup. For some reason her centre of gravity felt off. Then she felt her backside blow up in her hands. She gasped and looked in her mirror. Her ass had already reached her skirt and was pushing it out. The skirt rose up on all sides. As her plump backside pushed outwards. Her tights slipping down and ripping slightly.
She then felt herself rising. She looked down to see her heels leave the floor, and her cute feet hover above her carpet floor. She was floating in the middle of her room. Her leg felt wet. The sheer excitement made her climax. She was going for the ceiling. Finally. Her backside was poking out of the skirt. And there was a loud SNAP!
Her panty had broken. And at that moment. The machine stopped whirring. The strap deflated and she just hovered there in her hourglass figure. Plump sides and chest. Her thighs had widened. She moaning vigorously. And she suddenly felt herself lower from the air. She was automatically deflating. Quickly her feet met with the ground. Her ass sunk back into her body as did her chest. Cristina pouted. Disappointed that she didn't hit the ceiling.
Cristina took the strap off. And looked at the damage to her clothes. Her panty is ruined. Her shirt is stretched and her button shirt seems fine.
Finally. She turned to the box and packed the pump away, closed the box and hid it under her bed.
“Enough for today..” she silently said to herself. And flopped onto her bed. Thinking of the pleasure.
She giggled. And dreamt of what more fun she could have with the rest of her inflation kit...
Author's Note:
First story. Constructive criticism?
Short but sweet! Good eye for detail, especially this early as a writer of this sort. Good inflation, though some more descriptive words could flesh it out a tad. Write on! Belly inflation coming next?