Liked them both, but plez du zumthing abooot the typos. :-)
Snippets from story's
Hai everyone!
I write strange erotica that I share amoungst my friends. They like my stories but care little for inflation. Though they know I prefer it to most other stuff, therefore they don't mind if I crowbar in some messy inflation in what would otherwise be a typical erotic story. I'm not exactly a great writer, but I thought instead of uploading long ass stories just for a lil bit of inflation here and there, I'd post a few snippets of shall we say "the best parts" :twisted:
So this is for peeps who'd rather not dig through a whole story to find what they're looking for. I know Inflate123 once said that you should take your time writing a story and remember foreplay! I do do this, but on this occasion the rest of the story is of little intrest to the members of this comunity.
So here, Enjoy! 8)
[[THOUGH BE WARNED]] I love popping, so alot of peeps may not want to read this.
First story segment:
Sheyla went back round into her cubicle and crouched under her own desk. She saw the detatchble square that Kamilla had climbed through before. Sheyla pushed it open ad peered though. She saw Kamilla on the floor next to her chair. Her legs spread wide and her breasts in her hands. Sheyla stopped.
"Well, what are you waiting for?" Kamilla asked seductivly. "Come and get me!"
Sheyla grinned and squeezed through the hole. Kamilla held still for a moment. Letting Sheyla get a good view up her skirt and at her big titties. Sheyla tried desperately to squeeze her tits through. But they were to big.
"C'mon, I thought you wanted me to be like you?" Kamilla started stroking her legs suggesting toward her groin. This drove Sheyla mad, she tried desperately to squeeze through. Her tits finnaly gave way and she bluged through.
Kamilla imeadiatly stopped being seductive and moved toward Sheyla.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Sheyla looked at Kamilla who ignored her, focusing on a sliver pipe. "why are you screwing with the ventilation!?" Kamilla began to unscrew part of the pipe. "Stop it you bitch and help me!!" Kamilla kept ignoring her. Sheyla was now very worried. She tried at first to climb into the room with Kamilla but her ass was too big. It litteraly filled the hole and couldn't fit. Sheyla then tried to squeeze back into her cubicle, but couldn't because of her tits again.
Kamilla had taken the end off the sliver pipe. "So you wann be big then huh Sheyla?"
"What are you doing!?" Sheyla looked up at Kamilla. "I'll Kill you!!"
Kamilla smiled, "No, you wont." And shoved the sliver pipe into Sheyla's mouth.
Sheyla tried to spit it out but she couldn't, it was stuck behind her teeth. She could feel a gentle current of air flowing though the pipe into her mouth.
Kamilla gathered up all her stuff and turned her back to Sheyla. "seeya!"
Sheyla's screams of anger were muffled by the pipe.
Kamilla strided down the corridoor to the maintinence room. She found a small metal box on the wall with silver pipes running into it. The box was labeled VENTILATION SYSTEM. Kamilla opened it and carelessly threw all the dials up to max. She then smiled, turned and walked off to the elevator.
Sheyla's eyes shot open as the flow of air suddenly surged. It filled her lungs instantly and moved on to her stomach. Her screams were in vain. The silver pipe kept pumping air into the helpless girl. She watched as her breasts swelled up under her, smothering her face. Bigger and Bigger shew grew, destroying the cubcile walls as she expanded.
Hank stepped out of the toilets and looked out into the office. He saw a mass of cubicles slowly rising and growing outward. He peered to see what it was. between two cubicles he could make out a nipple. He ran. Sprinting as fast as he could to the staircase.
Sheyla could feel herself crushing the office as she blew up. Feeling her skirt burst open and her helpless body balloon outward. Pens and stapleers began to puncture her underbelly. But she kept growing. Getting bigger and bigger and bigger. Her head disapeering inside a mass of skin. She watched as her breasts obscured the light into a small tunnel. Her skin creaked and groaned as Sheyla began to reach critical mass.
Kamilla was out on the street. It was getting dark. She felt the breeze cool her sore nipples and thighs. She knew that was her last day of work.
Sheyla had filled the whole office. Creaking and groaning as she became as preasurised as the ventilation system itself. The windows started to smash. Sheyla knew that at any second she was gonna blow. And she did.
Kamilla smiled as she looked up to see the third floor of the office block explode outward. Sheyla exploded with tremendous force. Hank had jsut made it to the bottom flight of stair when the building shook. Sheyla's body exploded like a balloon. The force of the detonation shredded her and left only rags of skin and office equipment.
Second Story segment:
"Sheyla! You have to move yourself!" Kamilla yelled at her ass.
"I can't!" Even those simple words were to muffled for Kamilla to understand.
Kamilla stopped to think. She had to get Sheyla moving or she'd expand to fill the vent and be stuck forever! Suddenly she had an idea. With both hands she reached out for Sheyla's big, wet ass. Remembering the effect she had earlier, Kamilla started rubbing round Sheyla's ass.
Her ass began to jiggle but Sheyla was silent for a moment. In truth she was gasping for air between her tits. Kamilla kept rubbing, harder and harder. Sheyla couldn't contain herself. She started to moan with pleasure. Kamilla kept up the feeling, Sheyla helpless to resist.
Kamilla had forgotten the button she pressed in the steam room. Sheyla watched as the steam started to flood the vent. She knew with her swollen body blocking the vent like a cork the preasure was going to build up.
Kamilla continued to pleasure Sheyla regardless.
She started to focus between Sheyla's thighs. Unable to see past the mass of skin.
Sheyla felt the preasure in the room building. As she breathed in she found it harder to breath out.
Kamilla found just the right spot to rub.
Sheyla stareted moaning and gasping for air, unable to breath out.
Kamilla could hear her getting excited and rubbed even harder.
Sheyla gasped even more, the preasure starting to build up inside her.
Kamilla started to lick the back of Sheyla's thighs. Rubbing harder and harder.
Sheyla started to feel herself filling up with air. Kamilla kept pleasuring her and Sheyla couldn't tell her to stop. Sheyla watched as her breasts started to blow up around her. Begging in her head that Kamilla would stop. Bigger and bigger she grew, Unable to grow outward in the vent so her body and tits squeezed forward.
Kamilla watched as Sheyla's ass started moving toward her. What was going on? Sheyla kept growing in the vent. Kamilla had no idea what was happening and started to move backward.
Kamilla heard a creak from Sheyla. She jumped out of the vent and slid into the corner of the room. Sheyla felt the preasure reach critical volume and she could hold no more. Her body split and air from the steam room rushed into the vent and her. Sheyla exploded with tremendous force sending body parts flying out of the vent. Bits of her splattered the walls of the sauna. Her tits burst coating the room with silicon.
The gas from the steam room surged through the vent and filled the sauna. The preasure in the room was to much and the wooden door blew open. Kamilla made a run for it. The cool air of the swimming pool breathed over her body. She turned round and looked into the room.
Looked like Sheyla wouldn't be such a prominant figure in modeling from now on.
There ya go peeps, if anyone wants more just shout (though I don't have much more)
ps. I really hope Inflate123 see's this. I dunno, twould be like an honour :P :oops:
Wed, 11/18/2009 - 23:32
#3
Mon, 11/30/2009 - 02:34
#4
darth_clone19
The second one I didnt get, but I would very much like to know why she inflated her in the frst one. The first one was awesome.
Thu, 12/03/2009 - 21:33
#5
Beautiful story! beautiful bang! I would also like the inflaizone with water
Thu, 01/07/2010 - 00:13
#6
Hai again! Thanks so much for all the feedback!! I didn't think a few random chunks of story would go down so well. :o :D
I've been thinking about writing some stuff purely for this site, though I'm only really any good at requests :P
Until then anyway, here's another chunk of story. Just like the last two, it has some pretty graphic popping!
ps. Spell checked it this time :oops:
hope you enjoy! 8)
"Today's lesson, don't trust teachers when they're this sexy!" Miss. Hershey squeezed her own tits then picked up the hoover. "..here, hoover this room or I'll at least tell Hank about all this!" She threw it into Carly's hands.
Carly gripped the sliver tube of the hoover. Staring at Miss. Hershey with a confusing mix of attraction and hatred. The teacher leaned over her desk for a second to grab something on the other side. Carly stared at her teacher's bare ass where she had pulled up her skirt. 'No, you won't get away with this!"
Carly jumped forward and rammed the silver tube up Miss. Hershey's ass. Almost in the same movement she turned to the hoover and switched it to 'blow'.
Miss. Hershey lay stunned for a second, not sure what was going on. She looked back at her ass and saw the metal tube sticking out of it.
"Carly!?" Miss. Hershey laughed. "..you failed! Get over it!" She stood up looked at the pipe. "Like I'm turned on by having this up my.. " She was cut short as Carly grabbed her teacher's hands. "Hey what the hell!?"
Carly said nothing, instead she just stood in front of Miss. Hershey, holding her hands in front of her. Carly's grip was firm, even though Miss. Hershey wasn't really resisting. Until the glamorous teacher, suddenly felt a pressure inside her stomach. She looked between her arms and over her boobs at her stomach. It was growing.
Miss. Hershey suddenly realised the hoover was pumping air into her stomach. She instinctively tried to remove the pipe but couldn't as her hands were being held by Carly.
"What the hell you little bitch! Let go of me!" She looked down at her stomach. She looked 9 months pregnant.
Miss. Hershey struggled to get her hands free but Carly simply held them still. The teacher started to kick her student, wildly trying to stop her stomach filling with air. Carly said nothing and simply watched Miss. Hershey's stomach grow like a balloon. A few second later it was the size of a beach ball.
"Okay, Okay! I'll give you your grades! Just get this thing out of me!!" With one hand Carly scooped a piece of paper off the table, coupled with a pen. She thrust them into Miss. Hershey's hands.
"Just sign an A and I'll take it out!" Carly watched as Miss. Hershey continued to inflate. She was almost the width of the desk when she threw the pen and paper back into Carly's hands.
"It's done! It's done! Stop this now! Pull it out!!" Carly put the paper on the desk and tried to squeeze round the expanding Miss. Hershey.
The inflating teacher had now filled the space between the desk and the whiteboard. As her belly squeezed against the wall and the desk, the air started to flow into her breasts. They ballooned outward, immediately busting through her bra. Miss. Hershey's ass also started to fill up. By the time Carly had squeezed around Miss. Hershey's growing belly, her butt cheeks were the size of exercise balls. The silver pipe of the hoover was being engulfed by the expanding mass of skin. Her Skirt now totally ripped and stretched apart.
Carly tugged on the pipe to no avail. It was fully stuck in Miss. Hershey's ass.
"Carly you useless bitch! Hurry the hell up!" The teacher's voice was now even higher pitched as her body started to fill out under her head.
"I can't it's stuck!" Carly gave up pulling on the hose. She watched as the growing teacher blocked out the light to Carly's corner of the room. She had to get out, fast!
Miss. Hershey was now the size of a small car. Her ass about to crush Carly against the wall and her body filling up like a bouncy castle.
Carly climbed up the wall onto Miss. Hershey's ass. Scared for a second that it could burst under her weight, she jumped off onto one of the student's desks. Carly ran along the line of desks past Miss. Hershey until she remembered her grades. Carly turned to see the desk. Miss. Hershey had grown over it but she could still see her grades.
Carly jumped down off the table and dashed toward the ballooned Miss. Hershey. The teachers tits were now several feet in diameter and still growing. If she didn't grab her grades fast, Carly would be crushed by Miss. Hershey's inflated breasts. The girl slid under the massive teacher. There was a small space between the desk and the side of Miss. Hershey's belly. Underneath the ballooned woman it sounded like a blimp taking off or tires rubbing against each other. Her giant belly squeaked and groaned. Carly reached up to grab her papers and caught them.
She quickly rolled out from under Miss. Hershey as her belly expanded into that space. Carly stood up and looked at Miss. Hershey. The teacher's squeaky voice now inaudible over the sound of her skin stretching to accommodate the air. Carly stepped back as Miss. Hershey's tits swelled outward. Carly couldn't resist one quick kiss goodbye. She stepped toward Miss. Hershey and put her arms around her breast. It was like hugging a tight, bouncy wall. Carly looked at the Miss. Hershey's nipple. The aureole was about the diameter of Carly's head.
Carly leaned forward and put her mouth round aureole Miss. Hershey's nipple again. It was almost big enough to fill Carly's mouth. She sucked it for a second or two, remembering that lovely feeling as she pleasured her teacher. Carly noticed she was quickly running out of room. Too bad she wouldn't be pleasuring this teacher anymore. Carly turned and darted out of the room.
Miss. Hershey would have cried for help, if the inflation hadn't given her enough orgasms to practically blind her. All she could see was her tits slowly expanding in front of her. Behind her she could feel her ass pressing against the back wall. And at her sides Miss. Hershey could feel her belly getting tighter and tighter as it grew. Miss. Hershey moaned in pleasure, her body pulsating with orgasms. Any second she would climax. And she suddenly realised what would happen when she did.
One final surge of pleasure emanated from between her legs before Miss. Hershey burst. Her stomach split at the side, blowing apart like a grenade. Rags of flesh scattered around the room and silicone sprayed against the walls.
Carly was skipping along when she heard tremendous bang. Not even breaking her stride she left the school with her grades between her tits.
Hank's eyes shot open as he felt the building shake. Slowly he took off his headphones. Everything was quiet. Slowly he stood up out of his chair. Hank hung the headphones round his neck and walked cautiously back to the classroom. Hank stopped at the door and knocked, something was obscuring the window. There was no reply and no sound from inside. Hank froze before entering and asked himself: 'do I really want to know what's going on in there now?'
A second voice in his head replied: 'it's your job!' He sighed and opened the door.
"Oh for crying out loud." Hank grumbled as he looked around the room.
In front of him lay two giant fleshy sacks. Beyond that was a large, circular blast mark. As red crater that lined the floor and the wall beside it. Around the rest of the room lay rags of skin and a few bones. Hank grumbled again as he walked over one of the fleshy sacks. It oozed transparent liquid as he stepped off it. Trying not to step on any bits of skin. He spotted his hoover on the other side of the room. The metal hose was sticking through a large portion of skin. Hank reached it and pulled it over. Like two large sheets of skin sewn together, he pulled the vacuum's hose out from between them.
As he picked up the hoover, he noticed a few shreds of clothing. The black skirt and bra usually donned by Miss. Hershey. Hank smiled. At least the cute girl hadn't blown up. He lifted the hoover up and carried it of the room.
<3 Want. Ty for popping story. Always nice to see new writers as well! Would love to see full story. Keep it up!