Bubble Trouble

Date Written: 
12/06/1998

I always loved bubble gum as a girl. I chewed and chewed, stuffing big wads of bubble gum in my mouth then blowing huge bubbles. I liked to blow the biggest bubbles and probably had the biggest bubbles in the neighborhood. My aunt, who always disliked me, would give me a hard time about my gum chewing. She said one day my chewing and bubble blowing would affect me. I thought she meant cavities--but little did I know just how it would affect me...

There I was, standing in line at my favorite dance club in my slinky sexy little tight-fitting bright green outfit. I stood waiting to get into the place with some friends. I was chewing gum, a big wad puffing up my cheeks as I chewed.

"Blow us a big bubble, Helia!" a friend said. I smiled and inhaled, feeling a tingly prickly sensation in my top. Dismissing it, I exhaled and blew and blew...and blew one of the biggest bubbles I had ever blown. Some of my friends were looking at the bubble and some others were staring at my chest. I raised my hands and felt my breasts--they had actually swelled up some on that initial inhalation. I looked cross-eyed at the huge bubble before me as it quivered, big, pink and round. I didn't want to pop it and get it all over everyone, but if I inhaled all that, inhaled a bubble that size...

Not knowing what else to do, I inhaled. Watching the huge bubble shrink, I felt my breasts push against the green outfit top. I felt the top get snug, then more snug as the bubble shrank and my boobs enlarged. The bubble dwindled down to about a softball size, then just deflated. I sucked the gum back in and began to chew, smiling at everyone. My now gargantuan-sized big round breasts quaked in the super stretched green outfit.

"Let's go in and dance!" I said as the door to the night club opened and we headed in. The music blared from within and there were tons of people inside partying. I barely squeezed myself inside, my huge breasts skimming the doorway as I went inside. I was glad I hadn't blown the bubble any larger; otherwise, I would have never gotten into the night club to have fun.

Of course, once inside, some guy wanted me to blow a big bubble for him. I looked at my already colossal-sized blown-up bubble-inflated breasts and prepared to blow a bubble inside the night club.

What happened once I blew my second biggest bubble ever--inside the crowded bar--is another story...

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