Breast Inflation

Commission--Cayenne Sequence

I hope am not disturbing anyone with how many images I have of this woman. Lol.
I was commissioned to draw my own character in a sequence. Quite fun and hope to do more in the future.

I hope you all enjoy!

-Prism Sticks


Commission--Cayenne Sequence
Average: 4.5 (11 votes)

Pumpin' Head

I've told you about Alexa Pittman, Door Woman. I've told you about Alexa Pittman, Bowling Alley Queen. I've even told you about Alexa Pittman, college student in the desert. 

But before all that, I've got one last Alexa Pittman -- Alexa Pittman the scared, frightened little girl. 

She was about 18 at the time. She had just started college. 

She was driving from Longview to Shreveport. A meeting with her parents had transitioned into her going back to Centenary College. It wasn't long before someone behind her started following her. 

Average: 3 (4 votes)

A Friendly Mishap

Sexual Content:

The day was hot. Being in the middle of summer, days like this came often, and often did we make the best out of it. Geared with my bikini, my towel, and some sunscreen, spending the day basking in the sun with my bestie sounded like a marvelous idea. Of course, the beach was a bit too far away, so we have to settle for your back yard, pool and all. I had a good feeling about today, and I planned to make the best of it. Nudging my sunglasses upward on my nose, I parked up on your driveway, grabbed myself, locked my car and made way for the door.

Average: 4 (5 votes)

"Oh, honey, I can get bigger than this"

Thought it was time to have another picture of her. Still following a similar formula of her and a grey background being a little naughty. A bit more vivid colors, trying to experiment a little more with what sort of expansions/ inflation to play around with in my head.

I hope you all enjoy!


"Oh, honey, I can get bigger than this"
Average: 4.3 (13 votes)

Scent of Victory, The

I've told you the story of Alexa Pittman, Door Woman. And I'm going to tell you the story of, and this is because before she was the Door Woman, Alexa Pittman was: 


Now you know that Alexa wore those cowboy boots and hats and that pair of jeans in "the Door Woman?" Well this Alexa Pittman is the same but quite a bit different. Because one or two years before she tossed all that garb away (?) and wore a leather jacket, tight t-shirt, a pair of shorts, and a pair of high heels (RED).

Average: 2.4 (5 votes)

Alexa P Vs. Emily B

The Story of Alexa P and Emily B


This is the story of Alexa P,

and how she was burst 'cuz of Emily B.

The two were very best friends, and did high school until the end.

Little did they know, tho', that their hatred for each other would grow-grow.


In high school, Emily spat spitballs;

In summer, Alexa went to the malls;

In classroom, A would conquer B;

she made her jealous, for those to see;


She always got her answer right;

And B thought it was because she was so uptight;

Average: 3.4 (5 votes)

Morgan and Marcy's Pajama Balloon Fun

Morgan and Marcy decided to have a sleepover, and the former's used her inflation magic to turn both of them into pajama-clad balloons floating along with some magical bubbles. They're certainly enjoying it!

(Also, I forgot to submit this here somehow. At least I have new content coming up as well!)

Morgan and Marcy (and art) (c) Joseph Staleknight

Morgan and Marcy's Pajama Balloon Fun
Average: 3 (2 votes)

Inflated Wives' Club, The

"I would just like to thank Linda for volunteering to host this meeting." Marcy began, resting her teacup on her enormous, shelf-like bosom and wondering what it would be like to be able to see her feet. 

"Oh, don't mention it. I've always wanted to host a meeting of the Inflated Wives Club." Linda answered, making a rather prissy hand gesture of exaggerated humbleness and wiggling a little on her enormous rear. "I hope I didn't do too badly on the cookies."

Average: 2.2 (6 votes)

Bad Timing

Inflation Types:

My first inflation pic

Bad Timing
Average: 2.4 (5 votes)

Olivia, the Inflatable Dancer

She hurried down the hall into her room, she locked the door and bit her lip holding the potion she had purchased from the market place. Trembling, she placed the bottle of magic she bought on the table and changed into something more, suitable. She put on her black silk dancing outfit, that only flimsily wrapped around her breasts and a white thong around her legs.

Average: 3.9 (10 votes)
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