"I got a callback mom!" A young brunette girl said, jumping up and down ecstatically on the phone, her C cups bouncing with every jump. The 20 year old girl, Blaire had auditioned several weeks ago for a new show going up Off-Broadway. All she knew about the show was that it was an absurdist theatre production where the actors and actresses would have to pass several different tests if they got a call back.
"I'm so proud of you hun! Don't stress yourself out too much, you want to be focused for this, it's your big day!" Blaire's mom said proudly.
"Don't worry mom I won't, I'm sure some of these girls are way better than me so I'm gonna have to clear my mind for this. It's in about an hour so I better get going, I love you!" Blaire said with the world's biggest smile on her face, hanging up with her mother and walking down the street. She had been waiting for her big break for years, training for dance ever since she was about five years old. She couldn't believe that the day has finally come.
What needs to be understood about Blaire is that she is an incredibly competitive person, getting quite the attitude when she even shows the hint of starting to lose. She stands at 5'8 with legs up to her damn chin. Her thighs were bigger, but they were quite obviously an average dancer's build, all muscle. Her legs lead up to what many men call a perfect ass, bigger yet firm, yet again from her background in dance. She had to have at least weighed 130 lbs. out of pure muscle because her stomach was flat and toned, leading up to her C cup breasts. Her slender shoulders and petite neck lead up to a very defined, beautiful face. Her hair was a gentle brunette, poker straight down to about her shoulders. Blaire knew full well just how beautiful she was and was known to use that to her advantage. Don't judge her poorly though, she is also one of the sweetest girls you will ever meet.
Blaire walked down the street sporting her favorite dance outfit, her pink, skin tight leotard with black short shorts, white leggings and black dance shoes. Upon arrival to the theatre, she was filled with excitement. "I feel like I'm gonna explode out of my skin here!" Blaire said quietly to herself pushing the doors open and walking back stage.
After stepping into the theatre, Blaire looked at her competition, six other girls about her age stood in the room, each holding a cup and sipping daintily, making faces of disgust all the while, "Ah, that must be to clear our throats for the singing portion, I've had some of that before," she thought going over to the table where the cups were sitting and taking one for herself, drinking it all down at once.
The room the call backs were held in was very spacious, not what Blaire expected for seven girls. Blaire sat down, leaning against the wall when one of the other girls came up to her. "Hey! I'm Chrystal what's your name?" the bubbly blonde said reaching out for a handshake, her ample D cup revealing large amounts of cleavage under her black leotard. Her build was a little heavier than Blaire's with a minor potbelly and a similar sized ass. "I'm Blaire nice to meet you. So who are these other girls?"
Chrystal promptly sat down next to Blaire and pointed to a girl best described to be a stick, no ass, thin legs, flat chest, etc. She seemed painfully shy and strayed away from the group. She wore a purple leotard and white leggings and had dyed blonde hair. "That girl over there, yeah the quiet one, her name is Sara, I tried talking to her but she doesn't talk too much. I had a feeling I might've annoyed her, could you imagine?" Blaire rolled her eyes slightly before Amber grabbed her chin and turned her head towards two girls, each one red headed, giggling and messing around with each other. Each girl sported a blue leotard and had their own dominant feature; one had what could best be described as a J-Lo ass while the other had a DDD cup size. Both girls stood at 5'5, the shortest of the entire group and each couldn't have been more than 120 lbs. "Oh oh! The one over there with the huge ass, that's Michele and the one with the huge tits, that's Tori. They seem so sweet." Blaire then looked at the last girl standing, sporting a red leotard, the one that looked like the prima donna, the head bitch, if you will.
"That girl… don't talk to her she's really mean. I tried and she told me to leave her the hell alone cause she has this part hands down."
"Charming," Blaire said, sizing up her competition, she had a good feeling about all of this. The only one she even slightly worried about was the very apparent bitch who she unfortunately made eye contact with. "What the hell are you looking at you bimbo?" spat the bitch. "Nothing much," Blaire said with a cold smirk.
The girl with raven black hair glared back at Blaire, "Oh so you think you're funny huh? Who the hell are you?" "Blaire, pleasure to meet you," she said with the fake kindness she makes sure to show to bitches like this girl. "Amber, can't say I'm all too please with meeting you," she said crossing her arms across her petite B cup. Blaire sized her up, 5'3 with a small chest and little curves, the typical dancer. Chrystal just bit her lip and tapped at her knees. "Awkward…"
Just as Blaire opened her mouth to respond, a woman, not much older than her, walked into the room. Blaire's jaw dropped, she had to be about 6'5 but positively MASSIVE in all aspects except for the stomach. She had the most exaggerated hourglass shape she had ever seen; H cup breasts with no more than a 30 inch waist with at least a 45 inch hip ratio. She almost looked cartoonish… inflated even.
"Attention girls, callbacks are about to start!" said the woman. The choreographer or so Blaire just assumed, stood in the center of the room as all of the girls crowded around her. "First thing's first, my name is Kate. Now this is going to be one of the most difficult things many of you will have experienced in your life, it's going to be incredibly fast moving and if you mess up, there will be consequences. That being said, I'm going to teach you all a dance to start off with, once I'm done, we will run it once. You girls will be weeded out until only one of you is left standing and she will be the one getting the part," Kate said with a smile on her face.
"Umm… excuse me," Sara said raising her hand, "you haven't told us what the part exactly is."
Kate only smirked and walked away saying, "You will find out if you get it sweetie. Now, let's begin." All of the girls stood behind Kate, the two redheads bouncing with excitement. Then, the lesson began, it was very tedious and hard to follow with many dance moves Blaire had never even seen with all of her experience. Everyone seemed to be getting it, except for Sara who got lost about half way through. The dance wasn't very long though, and soon Kate walked to the side of the room.
"Alright girls, now here is the first portion of callbacks, good luck and don't screw up!" she said flipping on the music.
Blaire did her own thing, knowing the dance already like the back of her hand, looking around at the other girls, Amber sadly was nailing it just as well as she was and Michele and Tori seemed to be having a blast. Chrystal, though she looked a little less entertained was nailing it too, but Sara was tripping over her own feet. The poor girl was up against much more talented people. Blaire then noticed something, while before Sarah had to be at least an A cup, her breasts looked slightly more swollen and her hips even took on a more shapely form compared to her former stick shape. Her stomach had the biggest change, going from completely flat to slightly bulging. Blaire stared at her, then to Kate, then back at her. "What did she mean consequences?" she thought, watching Sara start to tug on her leotard which was now getting tighter on her chest.
After a few more missed steps, Sara's stomach surged out with a *fwoomp* and she stumbled forward. "What the fuck!?" Sara shouted, which was surprisingly since she hardly said a word before. All of the other girls stopped to turn and look at her as her belly swelled outward, reaching about 6 months pregnant in mere moments. This temporary break just so happened to be during the most dance heavy moment in the music and all of the girls swelled out about an inch in the breasts and hips.
"What is happening to me!?" Sara screamed as her belly bloated out farther and farther. Looking down, she could no longer see her toes over her enormous belly.
"I told you, this is something none of you had ever experienced before and if you mess up well… there will be consequences. Remember the drink you all had before hand? Yeah well those were a special little potion I concocted myself, designed to bloat you up if you were to mess up until well…" she puffed up her cheeks and held out her arms and shouted, "BANG!"
All of the girls continued dancing though their faces filled with horror as Sara futilely tried to push back her swelling abdomen, only forcing the air to her breasts as they instantly swelled out to a DDD cup. Embarrassed, she pushed them back down and the air flowed back into her belly, which distended about 2 feet from her body at this point. Her stomach slowly began to overtake the rest of her body, pushing her slightly swollen breasts up into her face. Her skin began to get tight and groan. "Oh God please no! I don't want to explode! Help me!" she screamed.
Chrystal couldn't take it anymore she was too much of a good person and she ran by her side, her breasts, instantly surging forward several inches, revealing mounds of cleavage under her leotard. "Stop it please! Can't you see the poor girl is scared!?" Chrystal yelled, uncaring to her own swelling body. The growth was different in Chrystal though, she took on an extreme hourglass in seconds, rivaling that of Kate. Her ass surged outwards in all directions and her thighs and the rest of her legs swelled quickly to try to catch up. Her breasts swelling farther and farther out as Sara's belly finally overpowered her leotard as it ripped clean off of her body. All that was recognizable of Sara now was her hair poking out the back of an orb of stomach. However, he arms and legs remained completely uninflated.
The other girls just tuned out their cries for help, except for Michele, who seemed strangely aroused by the swelling women. She bit her lip as Sara's arms flapped at her side, tears streaming down her face. Chrystal pushed desperately into Sara, trying to force the air out of her by some miracle when her breasts grew into her way, now reaching the size of about a bean bag chair before her stomach joined in on the growth, peeking out from beneath her breasts. Her leotard finally gave up the fight and ripped down the center, only two thin strips covering her nipples and her black laced panties which now resembled a thong between two massive globes.
Chrystal's thighs, now about the size of tree trunks prevented her from moving, so no matter what she couldn't catch up with the rest of the dance, she was doomed. Blaire gazed at Amber and couldn't believe what she was seeing. Amber was laughing! "Damn amateurs, got what's coming to them," said Amber with a bitchy smirk on her. Blaire glared at her and performed the last few steps of the dance.
"Alright girls! Looks like you four move on to round two! As for you two… well it was nice meeting you," Kate smiled as the inflation doubled in speed. Sara's belly quickly grew to 7… 8… 9 feet. "Oh… God… I can't… take it… anymo…"
*BOOOOOOOOM*
Tan and purple shards rained down on all of the girls as the explosion knocked Chrystal onto her swelling ass. She bounced up and down on her swollen body as it swelled out. Bigger and bigger she grew, her tits at least 7 feet wide each, her ass rivaling them at 6 ft each and 4 ft thighs. Her stomach only reached out about 6 feet as well but that quickly increased. Chrystal began to moan, the pressure becoming too great in her body.
She looked up at Blaire, "Blaire we're friends right…ohhhh…. Please help me…oh… nooooo… NOOOO"
*BOOOOOOOM*
This blast was much bigger, making some of the girls lose their stances as more shards of tan and black rained down on them.
"What the fuck did I get myself into?" Blaire said to herself, holding her own swollen breasts.