Jana and Sveta awoke to find themselves in a small cell, about ten foot square with bare, smooth concrete walls. The cell was utterly Spartan, and the only things to break the monotony of the walls was a small rectangular window with thick bars, high up on one wall, there wasn't even a door. Light poured in through the window and Jana, the taller of the two girls walked up to have a look through.
'There's nothing out there' she said to an expectant Sveta.
There wasn't really, just a flat, white baked landscape. The sky was blue and cloudless, but the sun, elsewhere. It looked like a desert, emptier than anything Jana had seen before. She could make out cracks on the desert floor; and then there were the hundreds of small grey boxes arranged regularly across the landscape. Jana estimated that these boxes would be about the same size as their cell; there must have been thousands in fact, stretching all the way to the horizon, and on some of them, Jana could see small windows like the one in their cell. Jana didn't mention this to Sveta, feeling it would only depress them, but she wondered whether there were people looking out of the other windows, wondering similar things.
There was a glass of water and two pills on the window sill, the water, clear with a smooth, untouched surface, like it could have sat there for millennia, the two pills small and white. Jana took them down; there was a note beneath the glass.
'A present' Sveta read, the note was in Russian and Jana was Ukrainian so she had given it to Sveta.
The two girls just sat and looked at the pills and water, Jana took a sip of the water, for the first time they noticed the silence; silence has a habit of creeping up on you like that, it disguises itself and when you notice it you go mad. That was what they used to do in the old Gulags, but that was years ago, that didn't happen anymore.
Sveta picked up a pill.
'We could sit here for years and the only thing we'll ever have to do is swallow the pills' Sveta said.
'Surely we'd starve to death first'
'Oh that's positive!' Sveta snapped. Surely we'd take our chances on this 'present' before then?'
'Yes, I imagine so' Jana replied, forlornly. 'What do you remember before we woke up here?' she asked.
'I remember we were in a cafe in Milan' Sveta replied 'you ordered an espresso... and...' she struggled to recall 'that's all I remember, you?'
'About the same' Jana replied, still forlorn and somewhat stunned by what she had seen out the window.
Neither girl had addressed the fact they were in a cell with no door, they were both too scared and shocked to delve into the unknown. At this point, however Jana got up and began to walk round the cell, in circles, stroking her palms along the smooth walls, looking for the missing door. Sveta continued to look at the pills.
Jana sat down opposite Sveta, they had been here now for over a year... or so they judged by the comings of night and day. They were both hungry, but neither showing any sign of malnutrition... nothing had happened, nothing at all, the atmosphere was utterly serene. The two girls were becoming, to say the least, a little insensible.
Sveta was still looking at the pills, she picked one up.
'What are you doing?' Jana asked.
Without speaking, Sveta dropped the pill into the water. It started to fizz, and give off bubbles. Sveta smiled, this was the most exciting thing that had happened to the girls in a year. Jana smiled too. Within seconds the smiles had become giggles and then the two girls were rolling around on the floor in fits of laughter. The pill continued to fizz until it had turned the water into a mass of bubbles, then the bubbles began to die away, popping one by one until the water was still again, and there was no sign of the pill.
Jana smiled menacingly at Sveta and picked up the one remaining pill.
'What are you going to do with it?' Sveta asked.
'Well' Jana, replied, still smiling, 'We've been here over a year, it's about time one of us swallowed a pill'
Sveta looked scared and backed away from her devious looking friend.
'er... well I'm not swallowing it' she said 'I'll fill up with gas and burst or something!'
Jana just continued to smile, and then popped the pill into her own mouth.
'Don't worry' she said without swallowing, matter-of-factly with a sing-song lilt as thought it was a game.' I need for something to happen here, and if it means me inflating from this pill, then so be it... I just have to know'. She stepped towards Sveta and put a hand on her shoulder. It was shaking.
GULP
Jana felt the pill sliding down her throat.
She felt a tingle of anticipation, she daren't think what would happen when it started to release gas inside of her. She had no idea whether the gas would get out, or whether it would stay in; and if it stayed in she'd be blown up like a balloon! She shuddered and waited to see. She was excited at the thought, the unreality of it all made her teeter on the edge of trance, but deep within her, something was scared.
After about thirty seconds, nothing; then Sveta suddenly backed off and gasped, she felt a gassiness in her abdomen. She looked down and rubbed her hands over it. Her worst fear had been Jana inflating, and it was coming true, and happing to her! The pill was releasing its gas into Sveta, which was causing her stomach to inflate and bloat her abdomen. It wasn't just her stomach that was inflating either, she saw her abdomen pushing forward, causing her belly button to peek out from under her top like that of a pregnant women trying to wear normal clothes; but also becoming wider like the whole thing was inflating.
'Oh!' said Jana disappointedly, 'I'm so sorry, I never meant for you to have to inflate'. Jana sounded more crestfallen that her friend was getting all the fun than worried for Sveta. She could feel the pill fizzing inside her, like a dull tickle; and was feeling a little gassy, but somehow the gas was being sent into Sveta as soon as it was released, blowing up the wrong girl.
Sveta was just staring at Jana in fear and horror, her body blowing up around her. She was unable to speak, with shock. For her the fun ended when she feared that Jana might blow herself up but this... this was worse that she expected to happen to Jana! She was hoping she would just become a bit gassy and be able to burp it all out, but the pill was too much for her body to take. She tried to burp, but it was no use, her abdomen was getting bigger and rounder, all over, with no release.
She was pumping up like a beach inflatable ill designed for over-inflation, first her mid-section blowing up like a swim-ring, then the whole area from her diaphragm down to her crotch surging forward and becoming more rounded, forcing her to arch her back. The gas was getting into her, and her body was pressure-tight, trying it's best to hold it all in!
Jana realised that if she could just regurgitate the pill then it should stop inflating Sveta, except she didn't want to. She had been eager to become pumped up herself, even eager to explode, a shiver ran down her spine at the thought, it aroused her. If she couldn't be inflated herself, at least she could watch Sveta inflate, and tear herself apart with desire that she couldn't feel it herself and that would only intensify after Sveta had popped, so to magnify her torture when she was alone. She wanted badly for Sveta to at least enjoy what was happening to her, and cherish the enormity, totality and destructiveness of her explosion, her oblivion, her nirvana. But Sveta hadn't even yet accepted there was no way off that train.
So only half heartedly, she pushed on her stomach but unsurprisingly it didn't make her feel sick at all. She glanced nervously as Sveta, who was still rooted to the spot in shock, expanding like the throat of an angry frog, and smiled.
The inflation began to spread from Sveta's midsection as the gas found more and more parts of her to become pumped up. she felt her trousers tighten and looked down to see her thighs expanding like plump sausages, straining the cloth. She turned to look behind her and saw her bum was also growing in size, becoming bigger, and rounder and plumper till it too looked like it was ready to explode, she winced as a stitch on the back of her trousers blew with a loud pop.
Jana jumped at the sound of the pop, and felt another tingle of excitement as the sight of Sveta inflation became accompanied by the tears and pops of strained clothing and small patches of balloon-like flesh bulged through the rips and holes in her clothes.
Sveta’s cheeks starting filling with air gurgling up through her throat, she felt her heart flutter and suddenly realised she would soon not be able to speak.
‘What does it feel like?’ asked Jana, trying to sound concerned, even though she just wanted to hear Sveta describe the sensation.
‘It… ummph… feels like… mmmmph… the… pressure… It just keeps… nnnggh… mounting and gasp!’ another stitch blew ‘mounting.’ Jana stared open mouthed as Sveta started idly stroking between her legs as her body expanded, bulging up and heaving against her clothes… Sveta continued… ‘Every second… that… I… mmmmmph!, expand… bigger… and gasp, bigger’ another stich blew as though responding to Sveta’s observation, Sveta felt a feeling of danger, as her body just keeped inflating, tauter and tauter, each second feeling like a second beyond her limits, but then the pressure increasing further still, and Sveta, amazingly still growing. ‘feels… like… I… nnngh… could… explode… but I don’t…. I just… mmph… keep… swelling!’
'Don't worry' Jana said, unconvincingly, 'I can stop you swelling up, watch this. She put her index and middle finger together and pushed them into her throat. After a couple of seconds, she started gagging and yanked them out. Jana sank to her knees, and then onto all fours as the retching turned to coughing. Jana certainly felt sick, but the pill wasn't coming out; she could still feel it gurgling within her. She heard a soft creaking sound and smiled again to herself, feeling the pain of not being able to join in.
Sveta was still ballooning, bigger and bigger. She thought if Jana couldn't get the pill out, it sounded like Sveta would be going kaboom for sure! And she didn't have Jana's appreciation for that fate.
‘Help!’ Sveta shouted, her panicked state making it difficult to think of anything more original to say, ‘Somebody, mmph pleeease. Jana… helpmmph me… mmph mpph… I’m gonna explode mpph MMMPH!’ Sveta had lost the ability to speak, her cheeks too inflated for her to squeeze anything out; she could only make muffled mmphs and pmmphs as she watched the more and more of her body inflate.
Her breasts also started ballooning, and she cupped them with her hands to feel them inflate like beachballs and strain her top. Just as she stroked her fingers over her nipples to feel how hard and sensitive they had become, a button blew off her blouse and she felt her boobs spring out to fill the extra room that created. She shuddered with a strained pleasure as her fingers delicately caressed her nipples, and then slid her hands down the sides of her body.
Jana looked her friend up and down. Sveta was increasing in volume, more and more rapidly, stretching out her clothes, and more stitches popped. Jana backed away nervously. It looked like Sveta really could explode! Jana felt a slightly selfish fear about what would happen to her if Sveta burst. Would she make it through the blast or would Sveta go off with such a big bang as to destroy the whole cell? If she did get through it, would anything happen to her, would the pill start to inflate her? Another thought that excited her… if only she could inflate too, and explode like Sveta was about to.
She looked Sveta in the eyes. Sveta looked scared, she was stroking her breasts and belly, but as her torso swelled in volume, she could no longer reach her crotch. Jana smiled seductively and walked towards Sveta, the two girls’ gazes fixed in each other’s eyes.
‘Does it feel good?’ Jana asked, softly, calming the atmosphere between them. Sveta nodded. Jana smiled and pressed her body against Sveta’s feeling how Sveta was expanding second on second. She stroked Sveta’s belly, reaching round to her ass, and finally between her legs. She could feel Sveta shuddering… probably in both pleasure and fear. Jana stroked Sveta for only a few seconds before the frustration that she couldn’t inflate herself became too much. She retreated back against the wall to gather her thoughts, glancing at Sveta forlornly from the corners of her eyes.
Sveta felt taut little ripples and creases come and go in her straining blouse, as she ran her hands down towards her hips. Her torso was swelling up like a barrel, feeling drum tight. As she nervously toyed with the waist strap on her trousers, she heard a low groan and the mounting creak of tearing fabric, like something straining, stretching further than it was supposed to. She gulped, that could only be her body trying to tell her it couldn't hold out much more. She focussed on the sensation of the mounting pressure within her, which she couldn't release, and thought she was going to explode if it didn't stop soon! There was so much pleasure mixed in the feeling of pressure, she couldn’t help but enjoy Jana’s stroking, but all the while, was the feeling that she had to stop enjoying the pleasure and think, if there was any way to break free, and deflate. Should she just surrender herself to the feeling of being pumped up and forget about escaping… even the thought of exploding, in part excited her, the fact that she would go out with such a bang; or it certainly felt like it would be a huge bang.
Sveta bit her bottom lip and peered over her shoulder, wide eyed and speechless with shock as all she could see to the front were her breasts, rising like twin suns over the horizon towards her face, blocking her view and stretching the cloth between them into a concertina of ridges and valleys reaching from one breast to the other.
When she saw how bloated her bum had become she gasped softly and shortly. It was like two pressure vessels which had been overpressurised and become distended, erupting through her trousers which were ripping as they could no longer hold her buns in. She could see that her lilac panties were still holding out, strained, with long straight creases shifting and smoothing as they arched across her expanding backside. She rubbed her hands over and around her buns in two great circles, sliding her fingers beneath her ripped trousers and moaned through inflated cheeks as she felt the pressure becoming almost like solid air within her.
Within the room the humidity was on the increase… the strained pleasure of earlier and Sveta’s feat was creating a sweaty atmosphere and both girls were now soaked in their own, and each other’s sweat. The steamy, sauna atmosphere muffled everything, sounds of Jana gasping and Sveta trying to cry out through inflated cheeks and her body groaned and creaked. Everything seemed softer, yet more strained and more pleasurable like some naughty fetish reaching it’s climax. Jana began to shudder with the pleasure herself.
Jana wondered what it must feel like to be Sveta, to actually be pumped up. The unsatisfied desire to be blown up was tearing her apart now. She slumped to the floor, and watched Sveta jealously and Sveta expanded more and more, and she was terrified, ungrateful… why did she get to have all the fun of being inflated? Jana started stroking her own body, muttering under her breath,
‘I want to be pumped up, I want this body to fill up with gas… I want to… I want to’
Jana’s voice rose till Sveta noticed. Jana screamed out.
‘I want to EXPLODE!!!’ shattering the calm in the room and visibly angering Sveta.
Sveta’s anger at Jana’s reaction was distracted, when suddenly, her body creaked and started to blow up unevenly. Her left side began bulging out further than her right, causing her to arch to the right; then she arched to the left as her right side caught up. Her buttocks were also inflating unevenly, the lead changing from one to the other and back as though trying to race to be the first to pop. She tried to keep her balance, teetering from one foot to the other; it was difficult as her legs were becoming taut and rigid with the inflation; but as they pushed each other apart she regained her stability and stood for a while, arching further backwards as her front bulged out more and more, her burgeoning bust filled her field of view like a pair of massive blimps taking flight, the straps on her top holding out and pressing into her blimps like tethers trying to keep them down. She wiggled her arms with what little mobility they had left as they too pumped up to become rigid.
Jana watched helplessly as her friend continued to get bigger, fatter and more tightly inflated. She tried to estimate how long it would be before Sveta blew apart. She'd inflated from her normal size to this huge, bloated balloon girl in only a few minutes; and for the last minute she'd looked increasingly tight and her body was creaking and groaning. Jana estimated that Sveta only had thirty seconds or so to get used to the feeling, then she would just explode like a giant air bomb,
'rrrmph' Sveta groaned and thought to herself. 'I'm too pumped up! the pressure... too... much' even her thoughts had become strained as she tried to voice them inside her head... 'I'm... mmmmmngh!' she tried to moan again as though it would release the pressure... 'gonna... gonna... blow!'
She almost wanted to explode! The pressure was so much and she just longed to let it out in any way possible. It just seemed like the natural progression, the right thing to happen; she thought about herself bursting... It would definitely be big, the tautness and protesting squeals of her skin told her that when she blew apart she had a good chance of making a major impact on the landscape; maybe even leave a crater!
Jana saw Sveta’s groaning, heaving body looming towards her as she stood stiffly against the concrete wall. She couldn’t see Sveta’s head, just her round abdomen, with clothes stretched over it and her arms and feet over the horizon, so to speak, she looked like a star about to go supernova. She counted down how long she thought Sveta had left… not long; she smiled, she found the whole thing so exhilarating, and such a turn on.
'ooooh' Sveta just managed to squeeze out a moan through puffed up cheeks as the pressure inside her mounted, air being pumped into the last uninflated parts of her, her shoes felt tight as her feet filled up, hands started to bulge like inflated rubber gloves. She tried to wiggle her pudgy fingers but they were becoming rigid and resisted, her whole body was now so pumped up it was almost rigid, and she could only stand there and tremble; legs apart, arms out straight, cheeks puffed up so she could hardly breathe and beads of nervous sweat rolling down her face. She knew she was almost at the point of explosion and closed her eyes tight, bracing herself as her whole body groaned and tightened.
Jana reached out and touched Sveta, who was now close to pressing her into the wall, the inflated girl felt turgid and her clothes taut, punctuated by small rips and tears. She could feel Sveta pulsating slightly as the pressure tried to increase in vain, threatening to blow her apart to break free.
'Poor Sveta' she whispered softly, stroking Sveta’s balloon tight skin.
The sound of stitches blowing in her clothes had risen to staccato snaps and pops that seamed almost, but not quite regular, like popcorn in the oven almost ready.
Sveta allowed herself to open one eye slightly, just to see how inflated she had become, scared but almost thrilled to be so huge, but just as she did...
KABOOOOM!!!!
Maya was gazing through the small window of the concrete cell her and her friend Kashya had mysteriously found themselves in; surveying a vast empty field of concrete cubes when she saw a cube about 100 metres away suddenly explode into a shower of concrete and cloud of smoke, leaving a gaping crater…
‘What on earth happened to that?’ she thought. She turned back to Kashya who was holding a glass of water and a pill. Kashya smiled and swallowed the pill with the water.
‘Might as well’ Kashya said, ‘you should do the same’. Maya declined, for she suddenly felt a strange sensation in her stomach.