I like to dream about unwillingly (like my jealous sister or ex-boyfriend replaces my foot-pump's manometer scale) pumping myself far beyond my safety limits, and going somewhere outside. Dating or night club. And noticing this for too late - tight, strong and straining clothes usually holds me in hourglass shape, not making me to feel actual pressure limits.
Having almost flat even under pressure belly, thanks to the corset or to the wide belt, both leaving narrow strip of pulled shiny skin and naked pierced belly-button. Round, curvey and drum-tight breasts and ass, hugged tightly by strong leather top and leggings. High-heeled ankle-wrap stiletto shoes...
And while walking, I occasionally started to feel that just a forsefull enough squeeze, or sneeze, or simply inhaling too deep, or even stomping my own feet to hard could make my body burst apart! And each step making situation even worse, cause my own heels normally sending a bit of air inside my body, working like two small pumps. Usually it helps to recuperate some energy, spent for movement, but now it forces me further and further from my b-limits...
Meanwhile being torned to pieces is the last thing my inflatable impersonation wish to happen to herself.
And top tier when somebody hugging, squeezing and pinching me in that state, occasionally or intentionally untying my ripping skin-tight clothes which still holding my overloaded body in one piece. And caressing my sensitive parts, arousing me so much I couldn't resist the pressure, making me too winded to concentrate, and too distracted to hold myself from swelling bigger and rounder. Inevitably ending with loud and a bit messy outcome
1972year november 21days.