Yara opened up two cardboard boxes. She just finished moving her furniture into her new house and she was unpacking her stuff for her room now. She brought all of her teenage toys that she wanted from her parent's house in those boxes. She went through and found video games and CDs and some other stuff. She placed each one next to her. Then she found a bag of balloons. She looked down at her chest. She was twenty and she had tiny breasts. She remembered that she used to inflate balloons inside her bra to make herself look bigger. She also had a balloon fetish. She would just spend a couple of hours blowing up and popping balloons.
She took off her shirt and placed two balloons in her bra. She took a electric pump from the box and plugged it in. She connected a two way hose to both balloons and turned it on. She went over to the mirror. Her bra stretched under the pressure of the balloons. They grew till the bra could stretch no more and she disconnected the hose. She tucked the mouths of the balloons back into her bra. She bounced them and hugged them until she grew tired of playing. She unsnapped her bra and gasped at what she saw. The balloons' mouths were stuck to her nipples. She was about to pull them off when she saw them start to slowly deflate. She then felt something in her breasts. She looked down and saw her flat chest expand. She felt a pleasure also build up inside them.
When the balloons finished deflating, they fell to the ground. She now stared at her 12" air-filled boobs which bounced as she breathed. She was delighted. She just had to celebrate. She remembered she had a Balloon Party in a Box which she bought about a year age. There was only one, and she couldn't find them anywhere else. She was saving it, whatever it was, for a special occasion, and it came now. She went back over to the box and brought out a small white box with a string tied around it. She cut the string and opened the box. Inside was one red balloon and a note.
"Wouldn't a balloon party have more than one balloon?" She asked herself.
The note read as follows: Blow up the balloon until you can't blow it up anymore.
She started blowing into it. It grew larger and larger without resistance. She thought it would pop before it even reached maximum size. It grew to 80" and then stopped.
She tied the mouth. She then tried to feel the balloon, but her hand went right through it. The balloon seemed to be there, but in a way, it wasn't. She was too curious about what was going on, and she went through the rubbery wall.
It was red. All red. She proceeded to leave, but on the inside, it wouldn't let her. Then the balloon's walls started expanding.
"Oh no. Is this going to pop?" She asked herself.
When the walls were twice the size of her, they changed to a silvery color and then stopped. Then from the top of the balloon, lots of smaller balloons fell. The floor was now covered with colorful balloons
"This is getting weirder and weirder."
She let herself fall onto the balloons. She bounced a little then stopped. Then the balloons started moving. One of them attached it's mouth to hers and started filling her with air before she even knew what was going on. Air went into her and started making her breasts balloon out more. When it was completely flat, it fell out of her mouth and another went in. By now she didn't care, and she let the balloon's do their job on her. She felt extreme pleasure in her breasts too. Each balloon swelled each breast until all the balloons were deflated. She opened her eyes and saw that she was lying atop her breasts, which were now almost as big as the balloon-room. She felt extreme pleasure and wanted to be bigger, but there was no other was to inflate them any more. Then one balloon fell from the top. It landed next to her. It didn't move. She took the balloon and placed it in her mouth.
The balloon started deflating, her breasts started expanding again, but this time they started vibrating. She heard a rubbery screech, and............ POP!