How do you know that your lover truly loves you? How can you tell if you can trust your lover with your life? David and Tara suddenly find themselves in a desperate situation where they must quickly come up with the answer those questions.
“Mmm, that was incredible,” Tara purred as she snuggled up against her lover's chest. They were both covered in a sheen of perspiration from their passionate romp.
“Yes, it was,” David sighed, caressing her cheek. “Yes, you are.” He gazed out at the waves crashing on the beach outside their window. “And just think, now we can start every day like this.”
“The first day of the rest of our lives.” She kissed him. “Let's go swimming today.”
“Great idea. I'll go fix up some drinks.”
Tara adjusted her bikini and wrapped her sheer sarong around her hips. She jumped as she heard a crash from the next room. “Oh my god, what are you doing here?” came the cry from the living room. Startled, Tara rushed out.
The tray lay on the floor at David's feet where he'd dropped it, a pair of pina coladas spilled on the the carpet. “What's going on he--” She stopped as she saw Karissa sitting on the couch.
“Hello there Tara,” she chirped merrily, waving. “I just decided to drop in to see how my bastard husband and his whore of a mistress were doing.”
“Tara, go back into the bedroom. I'll deal with this,” David said.
Tara took a step back, but Karissa held up a hand to indicate she shouldn't. “No Tara, stay. We have things to discuss.” With a grin and a softy uttered incantation she set her spell in motion.
“I really think you two should-- oh!” Tara gasped as she felt a sharp pressure in her chest, accompanied by a soft hissing noise. She looked down to see her bikini-clad bosom swelling. “David, what's happening? I'm getting bigger!”
“Karissa, stop it!” David barked.
“Don't you give me orders, you self-important gas bag!” she spat back at him. As if her insult were a command, at her words David's belly hissed and bulged out as he too began to slowly inflate. “Don't even think about running,” she said, seeing him eye the door. “I've prepared well for this confrontation, and if either of you leaves this room I assure you you'll regret it.”
David exchanged panicked looks as they both continued to fill with gas. Tara was growing more voluptuous, her hips and thighs joining her breasts in expanding. David was inflating all over, his well-muscled torso and limbs plumping up into soft swells. “Karissa, this is pointless. It's over between us, and nothing your witchcraft can do will change that.”
“Witchcraft?” Tara squeaked. “You never told me you were married to a witch!”
“No, I doubt he ever did,” Karissa said. “But he did tell you he was married. But that didn't keep you from pursuing him, it didn't keep you from sleeping with him, and it didn't keep you from running off with him to this tropical paradise, leaving me with nothing! I pledged my life to you, David, I gave up everything, I gave you everything, and you repaid me by taking up with the first nubile young slut! I gave you fifteen years, and you threw it all away!” She was screaming now, having long since abandoned decorum and embraced her rage. She paused a moment to calm herself. “It doesn't matter now, what's done is done. You're right, David, my magic won't do a thing to change your betrayal. Human emotions are immune to even the greatest of enchantments, so it would be pointless to use them to try to win you back. While my spells can't change the content of your heart, they can reveal it if cleverly applied.” Both David and Tara felt the room chill as a sinister grin came over Karissa's face.
“How the hell is turning me into a blowup doll going to tell you anything about what's in out hearts?” She was absurdly full-figured now, her expanding breasts bulging far outside the confines of the skimpy triangles of her bikini as her backside was testing the strength of the fabric that enclosed it.
“That will quickly become clear,” she replied, reaching into her pocket. She set two pills on the coffee table, one bright orange, the other sparkling blue.
“When is this going to stop?” David pleaded. His muscles had swollen to such an immense size, he appeared as a caricature of a bodybuilder.
“It won't,” Karissa replied, emotion completely absent from her tone. “I've cursed you both, and you'll keep on blowing up until you both burst.” She paused as Tara let out a muffled cry of alarm. “But one of you will make it out in one piece.”
“No!” David shouted. “You can't do this!”
“I already have, my dear. Here's how this is going to work. As I've learned the hard way from entrusting my soul to David's treacherous heart, love is about sacrifice. We're going to find out how much the two of you truly love each other. There are two pills on the table. Tara's going to swallow one of them. She doesn't have to, and I'm not going to force her, but if she doesn't then the spell will continue to pump you up until you both burst.” She looked directly into Tara's eyes. “One of those pills will gather the magic and focus it entirely on you. David will deflate and be able to go on with his miserable life, but your own woes will be multiplied and you'll keep getting bigger until you explode. The other one will disperse the curse that I've placed on you, but it will transfer to David, and he'll be the one to go boom.”
“That's it?” Tara squealed. “My life's going to be decided by a freaking coin toss?”
“Of course not,” Karissa said. “Before I leave I'm going to tell David which pill will pop you. He'll have to decide whether or not he loves you enough to sacrifice himself for you. He sure as hell doesn't love me that much, but since he chose to destroy me to be with you he just might love you that much. But then, maybe he doesn't. He'll tell you which pill is which, and then you get to decide whether you want to sacrifice yourself for him. Of course, he could always lie hoping to trick you. He's good at that, you know.” She let out a malevolent giggle.
“Karissa, please, we can work this out!” David pleaded.
“It's already worked out, sweetkins.” She leaned in close to David and whispered into his ear. He clenched his face in agony as the weight of the decision facing him came down upon his spirit. Karissa blew him a kiss as she walked to the door. “Ta-ta! Have fun making your choice. And make it quickly, before she's too big to reach the pills.” And with that, she left.
Tara gazed at David, tears welling up in her terrified eyes. Her breasts were bulging up towards her chin, and her bikini was letting out sharp pops as stitches began to fail. “So which one is it, David? Which one of those is going to blow me up?”
David trembled as he made his choice. “Tara, you know I love you.”
After all they'd been through, Tara couldn't be certain that he loved her, that he truly loved her. He'd spoken the same words to Karissa, and she'd believed him as well. “And I love you, David,” she answered.
David was wracked by doubt as he listened to Tara's words. Could he put his life in her hands? But as his body filled and we was losing his mobility, he realized he had to decide now. “The orange one. Karissa said the orange one would make you explode.”
Tara nodded, holding back sobs. Her turgid legs forced her to waddle stiffly as she approached the table and reached for the pills...
Karissa drove only a short ways from the beach house before pulling over to wait. It was only a few minutes, but they seemed to stretch out for eternity. Finally, a sharp bang rang out, echoing down the beach and startling the birds into fleeing from the nearby trees. Karissa smiled and started the car, never looking back.