My friend that I worked quite closely with (on a particular web site) gave me a jingle and asked me if I'd be interested in coming by for dinner and a dip in the pool. I loved eating and definitely loved swimming and floating around in the water (it was an easy thing for me to do for two obvious reasons). I told him I'd be there.
Later that afternoon I arrived at his place, said hello to his wonderful better-half and we proceeded in having a scrumptious meal: bbq burgers, beans, my fave rippled chips and a big fat crispy kosher pickle.
After a tasty dessert of strawberry shortcake, my friend DEE talked about going swimming.
"Oh my gosh! I forgot my suit!" I said as we got ready to change for a swim. Dee's eyes lit up and I saw a light bulb appear above his head turned on bright white.
"I have a special suit I've designed. I was wondering if you'd like to try it out," Dee said as he ran into the other room and I heard him rummaging around, things clanging and crashing and rattling around.
"What is it," I asked as he stepped back into the room carrying a shiny silver one-piece swim suit.
Dee held the suit up. "It's just a new type of swim suit. Keeps a person nice and dry and warm once you get out of the water."
"Kewl! I hate stepping out of the water and getting so chilly my nipples pop up," I giggled. "What kind of material is it made out of? I don't think I've ever seen anything like it."
"It's a mix of Lycra and Latex. Super stretchy but it would feel like a second skin."
I put my index finger to my lower lip and looked concerned. "Hmmm. I'm not sure I should try the suit on. I am so sensitive to anything made out of those materials due to my condition. I can hardly watch a balloon blowing up without being affected. I remember one time I was helping blow up some balloons and just by touching the deflated ones I started to inflate. And in a clothing store I tried on one of those sexy Lycra jogging outfits and they were fearing they'd have to use the Jaws of Life to get me out of the outfit."
Dee looked to me then the suit then to me. "Well, if you don't want to try it…"
"Well, I can't swim naked so…" I snatched the shimmering silver suit out of his hands. "Just be prepared. My condition makes me react very strangely…especially if this thing is made out of BOTH materials." I headed into the nearby bathroom to change.
I stepped out poolside as Dee and his better-half sat in lounge chairs sipping sodas. Dee turned and looked at me on my appearance and I saw his eyes widen. His better-half, a woman of lovely face and figure, just looked and rolled her eyes.
"The suit fits a bit snug but it fits," I giggled as I purposely took short hopping steps making my fat 42GG's bounce in the suit. With the late afternoon sun hitting the shiny material I sparkled like a star. Moving passed the couple, I went to the deep end of the pool and dove in.
WOOOSH! I flew up to the surface, breaking the water and almost coming completely out like Flipper dancing on the ocean.
'I'm blowing up like a huge silver balloon!' "DEEEEEE!!" I cried as the material of the suit, wet and tight and rubbing against my skin, made me have an immediate reaction. My boobs sprang to life, immediately swelling to the size of small beachballs. I came back down into the water, hardly going under as my natural flotation devices prevented that action.
"Dee! Oh gosh! This was not a good idea!" I exclaimed as my boobs pushed out against the silver suit. "I feel funny all over!"
I swam to the shallower end, my breasts breaking the water like giant round boat prows. When my feet finally touched, I tiptoed in as I was able to rise my swelling busties out of the pool. As my midsection came clear of the surface I felt the suit constrict.
"AHH! DEEEEEEEE!!" I gasped and kept gasping as the constricting suit made me keep inhaling, trying to catch my breath. Each inhalation made my ever-increasing bust leap forward two, three, four inches at a gasp. In that time the suit continued to constrict tighter and tighter around my waist.
"She looks rather wasp-like," I heard Dee's consort chuckle.
My boobs were huge and the silver suit contained them perfectly. I was four feet away from the pool's edge and my giant breasts were bumping against the side.
Suddenly I felt the constricting midsection loosened. "DEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! Oh no!! I'm blowing up like a huge silver balloon…" But that was all I said. With the allergic reaction to the material and all the air inside me, trapped in my boobs, and the breath I was taking…my midsection and cute little rump, then everything else, inflated…and inflated…and inflated…and inflated…
NOTE FROM DEE: Helia wanted me to describe what I saw at this point. I was surprised myself but she literally seemed to be absorbed by the silver suit. Her belly and breasts and the rest of her body grew so big that they merged together it seemed. Her head and arms and legs kind of disappeared and the next thing I knew we were looking at a huge (and I mean HUGE!!) shimmering silver ball gently bobbing on the water's surface.
NOTE FROM HELIA: I am sure Dee enjoyed this whole thing. By the way, I was stuck like that for a week until I even started to shrink down. Luckily the weather was very nice and I just drifted about the pool all week. Once I shrunk down enough, Dee cut me out of the suit. He felt bad that he had to ruin the silver suit but he is happy once again for I enjoyed the experience…and have ordered a whole wardrobe of Lycra and Latex suits in every color of the rainbow. WHEE!!