Full Body Inflation

or, "Felix Says He Knows It's a Cheesy Title"

As Katie walked across the gym floor, her breasts bounced ever so slightly with each step. “Everyone knows her tits are fake,” Sarah thought to herself, “nobody can grow a set of double D cups like that in one summer.”

Sarah hated Katie, and she had good reason to. Katie was a bitch, she took any chance she could to humiliate Sarah for her obesity, and she truly made her life miserable. She was also everything Sarah was not, skinny, busty, tan, beautiful, popular, and of course, a cheerleader. She was the girl all the guys lusted after.

"Manda, look at those women there!"  Lynn hissed at me.

I looked over my fashion magazine at the two women walking into the coffee shop.  They were about the same   age, late twenties, older than us.  They were both attractive and both dressed well in designer clothes, one in tight jeans and a loose top, the other in a casual jacket and skirt set in a lovely salmon colour silk blend.

I thought I could pass my lunch hour quietly on a bench on the downtown outdoor mall.  I watched a female clown street performer making balloon animals and handing them out to children and adults.  Watching the balloons swell up and round out from the gas tanks and then being twisted into animals under her deft hands.  I smiled in sympathy, I knew very well what it was like to be inflated.  I was in a good shape right now, my figure only a little enhanced by my powers.  I'd been developing the habit of staying a little inflated, partially to