Pop Star

Daphne stood at the edge of the stage, looking out at the empty arena. As usual, her long blond hair drooped over her shoulders, her body tightly packaged into a white jumpsuit that clung to every smooth, round curve of her young lithe body. One hand was clenched into a fist that pressed upon her hip; the other held a large cup of cappuccino.

"God, that was disastrous!" said the spoiled pop star. "Did you see all those empty seats? The press is going to tear me a new one!"

"What can I say? You just don’t fill up stadiums like you used to," said Daphne’s manager, Ashley, who was a tall brunette who liked wearing black leather, as she did now, her black leather coat matching her boots, pants, and halter-top.

Daphne spun around to her. "And whose fault is that?! You’re my manager--it’s your job to keep these seats filled!"

"What do you want?" asked Ashley feebly. "You want me to pay seat fillers?"

"I want to be bigger than Elvis and The Beatles combined," griped Daphne. "And since you can’t make that happen, you can pack up your leather outfits and scram!"

"You-you’re firing me? You can’t!"

"Yes, I can. But if you want to make yourself useful..." She handed Ashley her cup. "Get me a refill, will you? At least you shouldn’t be able to screw THAT up."

Ashley gave Daphne a cold look before marching away. Daphne quickly forgot the exchange, concentrating on how she could get her audience back. All those empty seats! Maybe she should thrust her pelvis out more... No, she should do more butt-showing. Yeah, that’s it. Her ass was still perfect. She turned around and flashed the empty arena her tight round ass, running her hand down its curves. That should blow the roof off the place!

Moments later, Ashley returned with the cup refilled. She held it out to Daphne, but retracted it when she reached for it. "Are you sure you won’t reconsider?"

Daphne scowled before snatching the cappuccino from Ashley’s hands. "Don’t let the door hit you in the butt," she said, before pouring the drink down her slender throat.

Ashley grinned. It was a grin that spread ear from ear.

"What are you so happy about?" Daphne asked. "Did you spit in this?"

"Nothing so crass," Ashley assured her.

Daphne’s stomach gurgled. "Oh god! Ex-lax?!"

"Keep guessing," Ashley told her, but Daphne wouldn’t get the chance.

It began with a grumbling behind Daphne’s flat, firm belly. She looked down before turning a quizzical gaze at Ashley. And in the next instant, Daphne’s body bloated up all over.

She yelped, looking down at herself, seeing her hourglass figure abruptly replaced with a globe where her midsection had been, her arms and legs puffed up as if she had become a stuffed-doll version of herself. She looked helplessly at the smiling Ashley and was about to speak before another huge inflationary surge hit her, blowing her up fuller and rounder, her white jumpsuit straining to contain the expansion. Her bloated belly shot persistently outwards, causing her breasts to rise up before they, too, plumped up like balloons.

The inflation happened so quickly, Daphne only now could come to grips with the impossible situation. She looked pleadingly at Ashley. "What’s... happening... to meeeeee?!!" The inflation was in full swing now, her body inflating into a large ball shape, her hands and feet now the only extremities visible. Even her massive cleavage was losing its shape as it merged with her ballooning body. Her jumpsuit began to split apart, the swelling flesh tearing it to pieces that fell to the floor or clung helplessly around her neck. Daphne kept growing. Faster. Bigger.

Ashley licked her upper lip. There was something so satisfying about Daphne’s body swelling up to match the size of her ego. She watched Daphne inflate for awhile, keeping her in suspense before finally indirectly answering Daphne’s question. "You said you wanted to be bigger than Elvis," Ashley reminded her former client. "I’d say you’re bigger than Elvis even after a boatload of chicken!"

As Ashley spoke, Daphne kept growing larger and larger. Her globular body was now ten feet across, and Ashley had to crane her neck to see Daphne’s terrified expression. "W-when does it stop?!"

Ashley just chuckled. "It doesn’t. Ever."

"Wh-wh-what--Ohhhhhh!!" Daphne ballooned out farther and farther, the stage suddenly becoming too cramped for both of them.

"Hope you have a lot of stretch in you!" Ashley said, before jumping off the stage and taking a seat in the audience. She crossed her arms and her long sculptured legs and sat back to watch the show.

Like a human hot-air balloon, Daphne expanded up and out, her head getting higher and higher, her body covering more and more space. She didn’t know what to expect, but she at least thought her expansion would slow as she reached a certain size. It didn’t. It increased. A lot. More and more, inflating her faster and larger. It took only a few moments before Daphne’s body had filled the entire performance stage, ... and there were no signs that she would be stopping soon.

Her body began to spill over the edge of the stage. Ashley began to wonder if she were safe in the first row. Or the first several rows! Daphne’s expanding body was bloating out towards her like an approaching planet! Ashley decided the safest spot would be the exit.

She turned around when she reached the exitway, only to see that Daphne’s abdomen was hovering over half the floor seats in all directions. And still she grew, bigger and faster and fuller and rounder. Ashley watched and waited. Exactly how big WAS Daphne going to get?! She just kept inflating and inflating and inflating!

The spectacle went on for several minutes, as more and more of the arena was filled with Daphne’s blimping form. She was now so big that she blocked out much of the arena from Ashley’s view. Ashley stood with an open-mouthed smile, stunned at her beautiful handiwork. "Daphne!" she called to the pop star. "You CAN fill up a stadium! I told you I could help you do it!"

The humor was lost on Daphne, even if she could hear Ashley. Daphne no longer had a neck, her chin merging with her body and her head and lips too puffy to speak. She could only respond by inflating more, feeling the strange pressure inside her build and build.

In moments, nothing was visible inside the stadium but Daphne’s bloated flesh. She had filled every nook and cranny, her head now pressed against the ceiling, which was several stories above the stage.

Ashley backed farther and farther away when she realized that she was not out of danger yet. Daphne’s body began oozing through the exits! She was still finding ways to expand!

Ashley gave up the ship, racing past the ticket stands and straight out the doors to the parking lot. Inside the passageway, she could see Daphne’s dough-like body filling up every hallway and passageway. She just... kept... growing!!

Ashley watched with amazement as she saw cracks appearing in the walls. Plaster and brick broke off the side of the building--piecemeal at first, then in large, dangerous chunks. Ashley heard steel bending, glass breaking, walls crumbling!

Inside, Daphne’s body pressed against the ceiling of the arena. She continued to grow, pushing against the ceiling as the space became gradually more confining, the trapped air combining with Daphne to exert an immense amount of pressure on the structure surrounding her.

Like a chick bursting from its shell, Daphne burst through the stadium’s ceiling, the sudden release of pressure causing her to shoot suddenly out of the roof at rocket-speed.

In short, Daphne had blown the lid off the place.

Now that the top half of the Daphne-sphere was free to expand into space, the bottom half seemingly wanted to join in too, pushing apart the weakened walls of the arena to bring them crashing to the ground in a cacophony of collapsing building materials.

Ashley stood stunned as she witnessed the destruction. She never dreamed Daphne would get this big!

But she’d rather hoped.

In the distance, Ashley heard sirens, but her gaze continued to focus on the giant balloon that once was Daphne. She was so large, so unbelievably round and inflated, that Ashley could no longer see the top of her without backing up to the edge of the parking lot.

And as the seconds passed, Daphne got bigger and bigger, her body swelling toward Ashley at a phenomenal rate. Sirens got louder. Daphne’s body grew closer, the moonlight helping her to cast a shadow that totally immersed Ashley and much of the remaining stadium grounds.

"C’mon, you bloated, blond, blimpy balloon bitch!" Ashley shouted at the giant sphere. "You’re gonna burst, I know it! Burst, damn you!"

Daphne’s body swelled and swelled, growing ever closer to Ashley, who decided to stand her ground.
"You can’t get much bigger! Burst!"

Daphne grew and grew and grew...

"I said, Burst!!"

Daphne continued to inflate and inflate. Ashley was only feet away from being squashed underneath the massive balloon that swelled toward her.

"Burst!!"

Daphne kept expanding... but as it got within a foot of Ashley, the rate of inflation slowed noticeably. Ashley clenched her fists, sensing victory. Daphne’s body trembled and pulsated, as if trying to expand when no more expansion was possible.

Daphne knew it was coming.

And so did Ashley. She smiled.

Daphne’s body grew ever so slightly...

"BURST!!"

And a tense, silent moment later...

Daphne exploded.

When authorities arrived, they found the demolished stadium. Curiously, the explosion could be heard for miles, yet there was no fire and no trace of explosives.

Pop star Daphne was missing. Her manager, Ashley Cummings, was found wedged through the windshield of Buick nearly a block away.