or "The Hard-Working Woman and The Mystery of the Hot Springs"
Dear Diary,
Today, I went through my mail and I found out I was chosen as the winner of a contest. I’ve never won anything before so it was very exciting for me but it was also confusing. I don’t have even the faintest memory of ever signing up for a contest. I suppose the whole thing must’ve slipped my mind somehow. Nevertheless, I got a superb prize. It was a free coupon for a two-day stay at that new spa and hot springs resort in the mountains. My friends were jealous when they learned what I won. Belle practically begged to let her come with me but I had to kindly tell her no. I think I’ll take a break from my work tomorrow and take some time off. After all, I have been pretty busy at the store.
Sincerely Amy Vinette, a little overworked
Written on the Dog Moon’s seventh day
Towel in hand, Amy set off down the hall to the hot springs. After having gone through a back message and a lengthy sit in the steam room, she was ready for a long soak in the warm waters for the rest of the evening.
Like a lot of women in her family, she had lovely brown eyes to complement her pretty face. Her hair was soft and sunset pink barely passing across her neck with twin bangs that ran down aside her cheeks, topped with a pair of rosebud barrettes clipped behind her ears. It was a rather juvenile look for somebody her age but her hair had been like that ever since she was little and she hadn’t been able to part with it. Those who knew her best thought of her as sweet and outgoing with a bit of an inner child to sustain. Even though she could be a little immature at times, she was dedicated and hard working and she had many loving admirers.
Amy worked at her family sewing shop, where she made clothing. As the year entered the midst of winter, everybody in her village needed coats, sweaters and gloves to get through the cold weather and since her sisters were married and had families of their own to take care of, she was the one to provide the needed clothing. Amy had been spending late hours into every day working hard to meet their demands and she was long due for a vacation.
Luckily, she had been staying at a special spa and hot springs resort secluded in the mountains after having won that strange contest. An old Water Shaman and Medicine Man of the mountains named Elder Rimm Hanomei and his unenthusiastic nephew, Roy had been running the place. Even through they had only opened the spa less than a year ago, the two had been making great sums of money ever since. Somehow, every one of their customers left the doors feeling fully refreshed and ready to brace a new day. But Amy had not yet felt that way. Although she couldn’t have been more satisfied with the services so far, she was not fully relaxed. Not only that, but something struck her as odd…
Where could everybody else be?, she wondered. Aside from her, there wasn’t a trace of a single customer throughout the vacant spa. “Could they all have possibly been out in the hot springs?”
Before heading out, Amy put on her white, one-piece swimsuit. It fitted nicely over her trim body while leaving her arms and legs bare. Having worked with clothing before, she took the time beforehand to tailor it herself so it would meet her own measurements perfectly.
She had approached the door to the hot springs when suddenly she heard the voice of Roy from behind.
“Amy”, he called out to her.
Amy stopped and turned around.
“You’re just the person I wanted to see”, he said. “My uncle told me to give this to you next time I saw you”. He reached into the pocket of his apron and put a small, pink, spherical pill in her hand.
“What’s this?”, she asked upon gazing at the strange item in her palm.
“It’s one of the complementary air therapy tablets we offer at our resort. My uncle made them himself”.
“An air therapy tablet?”, she questioned, “what does it do?”
“Well, It’s a secret. I’m not supposed to tell you what it does but I can say that it has powerful healing properties and if you swallow it, it will absolutely change you for the better.”
Amy took a moment and looked at the pill as she pondered over its mysterious properties. What could it possibly do to help her, she wondered curiously. If it had been made by somebody as smart and powerful as the water shaman himself, it must be good.
“Well I suppose I could use a change for the better. I’ll give it a try”, she said giving in to her curiosity and brushing her hesitation aside. She took the tablet and popped it into her mouth. She took a moment to chew it into smaller bits and then into a fine powder before finally swallowing. It had a bit of a chalky taste to it but even so, it wasn’t hard for her to consume.
“When does this stuff start to work”, she asked as she began to look throughout her body for some sort of result.
Roy chuckled. “It doesn’t take long for the tablet to take effect. It should happen… pretty soon”. Roy’s voice began to suddenly stall as if he were holding out for time.
“You’ll be feeling something… right about…” His words were cut off by a gentle air-like hiss radiating throughout the room. “…Now!”, finished Roy.
Amy turned her head about, looking about the room for the source of the sound but found nothing. Where is that coming from?, she asked, boosting her voice over the hissing as it grew louder.
Roy didn’t answer. Instead he turned his head past Amy and began to yell out.
Uncle, get another rope!, he shouted to the other end of the hallway. Before Amy could respond to any of the confusion, she suddenly felt her entire body start to shake as some sort of wind-like pressure began to build up within her causing her to drop her towel on the floor next to her. Her arms flew outward and she stood her ground as the feeling became stronger and she was jogged further about as the gentle breeze swaying in her body was growing every second into what seemed like a powerful tornado whirling within her. Amy couldn’t believe it any of this. Especially when she figured out that the hissing sound was coming from her.
“What’s happening to me?”, she asked to Roy whom was taking pleasure in watching Amy in her situation. Again he didn’t bother to answer her but merely continued to observe eagerly as if he were only moments away from something exciting.
She was about to ask again but then she was caught by surprise when she looked down and began to suddenly notice, her breasts had started to perk and expand as the pressure went rising into her upper body. Before her eyes, they pushed the top of her swimsuit forward as they doubled in size and pressed into one another while continuing to grow. Entirely dominated by this sense of force, she took focus off of her overblown chest to realize the rest of her body was swelling out as her belly and back protruded out and her once slender waistline was starting to balloon full circle.
“Oh my goodness!”, Amy exclaimed,” That tablet I took is making me swell up! Roy, please do something, make it stop”.
“I certainly won’t”, responded Roy. “You’re experiencing my uncle’s medicine first-hand. You should be honored. Besides I think you look kind of cute this way”
Although Amy had found no honor in being inflated like a balloon, she hadn’t been able to respond back when she had found that every trace of her small, diminutive body was fading as she quickly became forcibly blown into a larger shape. Her belly was streaming forward as it inflated with what she was assuming was air and soon her feet were disappearing behind it as it swiftly conquered forth. She turned her head around in astonishment when she suddenly felt her own posterior swelling and bulging out against the back of her bathing suit. She wanted to try and stop it but she was much too preoccupied at the time with supporting her enormous front, which was swelling to the size of a beach ball, hoisting her booming breasts even higher. Her vast waist began to overwhelm her entire body taking hold of her belly and back while plumping out her sides causing her to grow rounder and wider overtime. She had to be at least five feet wide thanks to her newfound, colossal hips distending her further. Her slender legs were plumping to a pair of large pillars that started to separate from one another, as they quickly grew thicker and stubbier.
Amy’s body was becoming more globular with every passing second she inflated; her gargantuan belly bonding with her upper body. Her swimsuit had suffered as well, the white material fighting to stretch over every inch of the inflating woman. She tried to move her arms about but they were much too hefty, having been inflated full of air and shrunken down to the elbow. Her fat, little legs had been pulled to the opposite ends of her body, where they stood several feet apart from each other. She tried to look at the rest of her inflating body but it was pointless. Her view was obstructed by her basketball-sized breasts, which filled the span of her giant chest, each tugging the fabric of her bathing suit in a separate direction. Unlike her arms and legs, her breasts hadn’t succumbed to sinking into her globular body even the slightest bit.
At this point, all she could do was stand in place and continue inflating. Attempting anything else was out of her power, but then she felt her feet lift from the floor and slowly she began to go up into the air. As she went soaring, she sent out a scream as she wiggled what little of her arms and legs she had left in a pathetic effort to somehow stop herself from ascending, but it did no good. With a small, slight rebounding, she settled before the ceiling, suspended and unable to escape. Fortunately for Amy, the hissing had stopped when she had been floating off the ground and she noticed that she was no longer inflating but what was she supposed to do now? What was going to happen to her next?
“Why have you done this to me?”, she asked to Roy, unable to do anything else, “I feel so gigantic”.
“That’s the whole idea.”, he answered. “After all, what could be more relaxing and carefree than being a nice, fat balloon blowing in the breeze all day long?”, he asked as he brought her down by her ankle and lightly patted what she assumed was her stomach.
“Now aren’t you glad we signed you up for our contest?”
“You… signed me up?”
“That’s right, Back when my uncle was using his magic to create the hot springs, he offered me the chance to work for him here and I came up with the idea for this little, surprise contest of ours.”
“I can’t believe you would trick people like that!”
“Oh come now”, Roy argued. “There were people out there who needed an opportunity to relax, not to mention Uncle needed the business and as for me… well personally, I’ve recently grown fond of larger women. Unfortunately, there were a lot of people who wouldn’t be willing to try these tablets if they knew what they did, so really it was this harmless, little, white lie that actually helped out all of us.”
Roy snickered to himself.
“Although I will say that all that money I get is certainly a bonus. One of these days, I might be able to get my own house and retire early. If that ever happens, how would you like to come live with me? I really like you especially when you’re all puffed up like this and I think we have a lot in com…”
“Ahem!”, interrupted a gruff voice from a figure standing in the corridor. It was Elder Rimm carrying a rope in his hands. It had taken Amy a second longer to figure out it was him as her body faced the opposite direction and she was beyond turning around.
“Must I remind you, Roy?”, the shaman asked his nephew, “This is a place to rest the body and soul, not your own personal dating service.”
“I’m sorry, Uncle”, apologized Roy.
“Now if you would kindly stop flirting with our guest long enough, please take her out back and tie her down with the others”, Elder Rimm instructed as he handed Roy the rope. “Don’t dawdle; we have to tend to our next customer.”
“Yes uncle”, Roy sighed with disappointment.
Taking hold of one of her ankles in one hand and holding the rope in the other, Roy proceeded to guide Amy outside to the hot springs.
“No, please change me back”, Amy pleaded across the hall to the shaman as she was pulled backwards.
Rimm paid no mind to her and left his end of the hallway.
“Don’t worry honey, you’ll deflate back to normal eventually just like the others. I guarantee you’ll thank us for this later”, Roy reassured.
"Don’t call me honey!", she wailed as she wiggled about in her efforts to escape." I don’t like you like that!"
Passing through the doors, Amy was taken outside to the hot springs where she discovered her most shocking surprise yet. There were plenty of women outside, ballooned to the same shape and size as she was. Every one of them were floating in the breeze above the hot springs with a rope tied to them to assure they stay down to earth. Similar to Amy, they were all stuck wearing their swimsuits. Some of them whimpered and fidgeted as much as they could, while some of them giggled and bounced about, somehow content with the fact that they were fattened up like balloons. Amy was absolutely astonished upon watching.
These are our other customers, said Roy as he attempted to fill in the blanks for Amy. You know, many of them won our contest as well and now they too are being treated to our air therapy. You’re going to be out here for a while so you’ll have the next several hours to get acquainted with them.
Amy moaned as Roy took the rope and prepared to tie her down with the others.
Two days later, Amy was sitting in her house writing in her diary, after having been deflated back to normal and feeling better than ever. Near the end of her trip at the hot springs, Elder Rimm and Roy had changed her back (along the other guests) and sent her on her way home. Having settled back into her lifestyle, she started to write about the recent events…
Dear Diary,
I was a little skeptical to the idea at first but I must admit, there is something really soothing about being blown up like a balloon. Being full of air really did wonders for my body. When I turned back to normal, I couldn’t believe how soft my skin felt and how eased up I was. I’ve never felt so relaxed before in my entire life. In the end, I actually did thank the shaman for what he did to me. He told me I could come back for free again if I bring a friend next time. I think I might do that. After all, I’m certainly not one to let such a good offer go to waste. When I go back, I think I’ll ask Belle if she’ll want to come with me. She’ll be in for a real treat.
Sincerely Amy Vinette, pampered and refreshed
Written on the Dog Moon’s tenth day
Amy went to bed and slept soundly throughout the rest of the night. Thanks to Elder Rimm Hanomei, the water shaman of the mountains, she was ready to return to the store tomorrow.