Fuusenkunoichi, Chapter 1

Kamiko was a girl without any family or friends to speak of. She had silky long black hair tied into a long elegant ponytail and had a slightly muscular yet busty build. She was taken into custody at birth by a rice farmer and raised as one of his own children. His name was Yoshiyuki. He was a kind man who was never married, but he always took in orphans not only to have them work on the fields and help him, but just to feel the joy of raising young people into great adults. He had at least seven young girls working for him, ranging from the ages of 11 to 22. Kamiko was the oldest one. All of them were given food, drink, and a place to sleep, and they all adored Yoshiyuki as a father. Unfortunately tragedy struck on day where Yoshiyuki fell ill and died. His girls tried to nurse him back to health, but the disease was too powerful, even for a strong hardworking man like Yoshiyuki. All the girls were saddened by his death, but they tried to keep the rice fields running. Unfortunately the weather was bad during the rice harvesting season and the crops did not grow as expected. The failure of the crops grew so bad that the girls had no choice but to sell the rice fields. They managed to get adequate money since the man who bought the fields from them felt he could do something with them of good value, so the girls split up the money and went their own ways to find opportunity.

Kamiko had always been interested in martial arts. She tried to learn from strangers walking on the roads near the fields, and even tried to join a few dojos. Unfortunately the work on the farm prevented her from pursuing any form of martial arts. She was saddened by the death of good old Yoshiyuki, but she also knew she had an opportunity to finally do what she wanted to. She tried many dojos for various martial arts, but unfortunately many of them turned her down, many on the basis of her being a girl. Some that did accept girls were just too full to accept any more students. Angered by the sexism and limited opportunities she started traveling towards Nara, through a bamboo forest.

While shifting through the long sturdy trunks of bamboo, she came across an old abandoned shrine. It looked livable, and she needed a bit of rest before she got to Nara.

“I heard that there were some dojos taking women students in. I could hurry, but I don’t to tire myself out. They might want me to do some exercises to prove myself to them and I don’t want to disappoint them.”, she thought.

She lay down on the hard dusty floor within the large hall of the shrine and wrapped the blanket around herself that she carried with her.

“Funny, this place looks somewhat well kept, despite being abandoned. Oh well, it must have been deserted recently.”, she observed.

Shortly thereafter she went to sleep.

When she woke up, she had quite a surprise waiting for her. A middle-aged woman was looking at her straight in the face as she woke up. She was wearing a white robe and red hakama. She sort of looked like a Shinto priestess, but her long jet black, long regally styled hair and somewhat fierce looks suggested otherwise.

“Wha, what!? Who are you?” Kamiko exclaimed.

The woman drew a katana out of a sheath within her robe and planted the tip neatly under her chin.

“Any wrong moves or words, and I’ll plunge this blade through you. What are you doing here?”

“I, I…” Kamiko stuttered. Frightened that the crazy woman ronin could kill her in a heart beat.

“Look, just answer my questions and I won’t hurt you…”

“Okay, I, I, I just came to rest for the night.”

“What are you doing around this dojo?”

“D, D, Dojo!? This is a dojo!?”

“Yes, unofficially you could say. But it is of no importance to you.”

“Actually, it, it is.”

“What?” The elegant lady exclaimed.

“I’m going to Nara to look for a dojo to train at. I want to learn how to fight.”

“Is that so? Pah! Good luck! You’ll never find any openings there!”

“But, I heard they were taking women there!”

“Hmph! They have a bunch of chauvinist swine there! Just like anywhere else! I imagine you have been turned down many times, just for having breasts and a curvy figure!”

“Yes.”

The woman drew back her sword.

“Well, you are not going to find many opportunities in Nara, if not anywhere else in the land. Maybe you should try your chances here.”

“Here? What do you teach?”

“I teach a special martial art. One that only I know and practice, and nobody else knows it.”

“R, really? How special is it?” Kamiko inquired.

“Oh it is a amazing art which I have devised. And it looks like I have found my first pupil.”

“Is that so? Nobody else has taken your offer?”

“Well, I actually have had young girls much like you come by, who were eager to learn. But unfortunately they were not up to it. They did not like what it involved.”

“Is it a tough art?”

“You could say that. But I have confidence that one you learn it and see its advantages, you can learn to like it and use its strengths to your advantage. Despite what it may do to you.”

“I am willing to take on this challenge.”

“Really? Hmmph! All the other girls said that, and they went back to their mommies, crying like babies.”

“Well, what could make them hate this art so much?”

“How about I show you. Here, let me get something for you to put on.”

The lady went into another room to fetch something. Kamiko just sat there on the hard wooden floor bewildered at what was going on. She was excited that this woman had an art to teach her, but she was unsure what it was.

The lady returned with a strange shiny blue garment. It looked rubbery and thin while dangling in her arms.

“Here, go into a room and put this on.”

“These are clothes? They look strange.”

“You need to wear them for what you’re about to learn. The power of my technique is something that ordinary clothes cannot endure.”

“Well, I might as well try it on. I hope they are not too embarrassing to wear.”

“Nobody said that you had to be a fashion queen in order to be a kunoichi”

“Kunoichi? You going to make me a lady ninja?” Perkily remarked Kamiko.

“Yes, a ‘type’ of kunoichi. Now go and change!”

Kamiko went into a room on the far end of the dojo to change. After a few minutes she came out. She was wearing a dark blue skin-tight bodysuit that covered her entire body except for her head. It had a slight shiny luster and looked rubbery.

“My this is a strange garment. It sort of feels like rubber, like balloon rubber.”

“Ah, that is the point! Now here comes the next step.”

The lady took out a small round spherical pill the size of a penny.

“Swallow this please.”

“You’re not trying to poison me, are you!?

“For goodness sake, no! Quit worrying and just swallow it. You are not going to get poisoned!”

“Okay.”

Kamiko looked at the pill with a suspicious look on her face, but she decided that it looked innocuous enough to eat so she popped it into her mouth and swallowed it whole.

“Very good”

A few moments passed, Kamiko did not feel any different.

“Is something supposed to happen?” She remarked

“It takes a minute, it should happen right around now.” Replied the lady.

Kamiko suddenly grunted and twitched a bit. She felt this strange feeling in her stomach.

“You, you did poison me!”

“No I didn’t! Those are the effects you should feel!”

“What, what is happening to me?” Cried the despaired Kamiko.

“Just relax.” Replied the woman.

She noticed that the feeling in her stomach felt like a growing pressure, as if something was building up inside her. Sort of like how she would get gas from eating too many sweet beans.

“I’m filling up with something inside me! Is this power? Strength, what?”

“No, just gas.”

“What!?”

Kamiko then noticed that her belly had started to distend, and the sound coming within was a slight hissing sound.

“I’m, blowing up like a balloon!”

“That is the point, yes.”

“But why?”

Kamiko’s stomach swelled to the size of a 7-month pregnant woman. Then the gas within started distributing to her arms and legs, causing them to swell up.

“Well, this is what my method of martial arts entails.”

“Being a balloon!? Please stop! I feel like I’m going to pop soon!”

“You will not! Do not worry!”

Kamiko’s body had already swelled to well-rounded proportions. Her arms and legs were about as thick as large logs and her midsection had already ballooned to the size of a large beach ball. Her breasts grew as well, being the size of basketballs perched upon her expanding belly, but they were beginning to be absorbed into her inflating body. Her hands and feet had puffed up too, and her cheeks started to look blown up as well.

“No! Noooo! I need help!”

Kamiko started to waddle around, her legs, arms, and butt-cheeks squeaking like taut latex balloons being rubbed together. She felt really embarrassed at her bloated appearance. Her appendages were being absorbed even further into her expanding girth, making it almost impossible to move. Even her bloated hands could hardly close normally.

“Quit panicking! The tight rubber suit you are wearing will keep you in one piece! It allows you to inflate like this!”

“But why!? Why must you inflate me like this?”

“This is the test! To see if you are ready for this!”

Kamiko then realized that no matter how horrific she might look being turned into a human balloon, she had to show this lady that she could handle it. She had not seen many opportunities with any of the major dojos she has visited, and this might be her only chance to learn something. No matter how weird it might be.

“I’ll show you! I can handle being a balloon!”

“Well, show me then!”

Finally, Kamiko’s expanding body finally absorbed her arms and legs to the point of them being totally useless. They were now just flipper-like appendages poking out from her sides, her feet did not even touch the ground anymore. Her mammoth round balloon of a bottom was the only thing that touched the ground. She could only slightly flap her bloated and squeaky arms up and down, with her puffy hands opened permanently. The lady admired how the once slim girl was taking her transmogrification into a large gaseous mass better than the other girls who stepped up to the challenge. Patches of pink blush appeared on poor Kamiko’s puffed-up cheeks.

“Mmmmmmph! Cambt! Sbaeek!”

“No need to my balloon girl. You’re doing fine for now.”

Finally the hissing sound slowly stopped and Kamiko was now fully inflated. She was at least twelve feet wide and tall. She looked just like a round blue shiny balloon with four stubby protrusions that were once her legs and arms. Each hand and foot looked like mini-balloons inflated to one foot in diameter with five little round plump fingers or toes. Her cheeks were blown-up to about four inches in diameter each, and her breasts were just two large domes sitting on top of her large spherical body in front of her face. On her back you could see a short, slight crevice, her butt-cheeks were mostly absorbed into her spherical body, but a bit of her cleavage was still intact. The morning sunlight in the room made her have a slight shiny luster like a big heavy latex balloon.

“Ahhh, looks like you are full now my dear.” The lady proudly confided.

Kamiko felt horrible, but she was willing to endure this humiliating treatment to reach her goal of being taught a fighting style.

“So, do you think you want to go on with this? And learn the mystical art of the Fuusenkunoichi?”

She thought a couple minutes, really wondering if she wanted to do this. Blow herself up like a child’s balloon for her profession. But she could tell by the seriousness in the lady’s eyes that there was some sort of strange fighting art in her method, and she was willing to find out.

“Mi shallbfb.” She muffled out.

“Ahhh, looks like I’ve finally found a girl adventurous enough to learn what I have to teach! And I thought all girls these days were sissies! Ah hah hahh hah hah!”

“So, how sfhall I defrabte myselb?”

“How shall you deflate yourself? Well, that comes with what I’m about to teach you! But first you’ll have to learn how use your inflated body to your advantage!

Kamiko felt a shroud of despair fall over her. This was not going to be easy.