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This is a reintro to the epic that I have started. Please note, that this is VERY LONG!!!!! So Please bear with me. I took the time to revisit almost all of the areas that were lacking on the details department, and I tookout some parts, Namely because It would be probably twice as long as it is now.

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The Epic of Inflation
Episode 1
Everything’s possible!

Authors Note: This is a revisit on the first part of “The Epic of inflation.” There is inflation, Bursting, and some nudity. Due to the Graphic Nature of this program reader discretion is advised. So to speak.

“Thirty minutes have passed in the exam; I repeat thirty minutes have passed in the exam.” The principal called to out the students over the intercom at Central Woods High School. The PDAT or the Preliminary District Assessment Test was the only thing that was on the minds of the students and staff today. No running occurred in the halls, on fights broke out, and no gossip was shared in the cafeteria about who was a better teacher. Mr. Willis always won of course.
No, the clean and well kept linoleum floors were left traffic less, the classes were in well condition, and all of the immorally hired workers that kept the floors clean, and the students fed were busily at work waiting for the after testing rush at lunch time that was bound to happen. “Perfect.” Mister Morgan scoffed, watching the security cameras that were installed on the week before testing. He knew that everything was falling into place as the students were hard at work trying to get the best scores they could on the test. He would laugh at those poor few that would try to cheat on the test, and call them up to his office. He caught quite a few of them yesterday, and he was bound to catch a few today. As a soldier trained in the army he was trained in the fine art of catching people in a lie. He was big, standing at an even six feet two inches, and weighed about two-hundred and eighty pounds that was once finely tuned into raw muscle. He had blond hair, which after he married he let it go into a long swoop that was normally seen on some of the wanna be punk stars that came to his school. He had steel gray eyes that were tempered into targeting sights. Or some of the nerds in the science club say.
Yes, Central Woods High school was his military base. A dram job that let him live life on cruise control. Yes he had to give out detentions sometimes, and yes he had to break up fights on occasion, but he believed that he was doing these kids a service. To let them see a golden opportunity of education and commitment. Those were his favorite lines to those that he saw that did not fit in the campus that was his domain. “Just another piece of cake.” He said looking around the office he sat in. It was totally bland. The walls were a standard construction tan color, and they only held three things that were most important to him. The giant Uncle Sam Poster that sat next to the best view of the front of the campus, the diploma that he got from attending college in Child Psychology which helped him land the job he was sitting in, and the poster of his family that was always to the right of his desk which helped him get through the day. He had the sets of bookshelves that were to the left of the door and it was up to date on the latest teaching techniques though he never bothered to read them. He had his desk in dead center of the room, to which he could swing his big chair around and watch the sunrise at 5:30 in the morning. His desk also directly faced the door so he could watch the sniveling face of the little miscreant that dared to challenge his authority.
“Yep alls well now that the test has been administered, and now to peace and quiet.” Mr. Morgan commented as he opened the blinds up and gazed out to the lake that sat across some five hundred yards away in the distance. “Yep, no problems now. Just let this whole thing set in on cruise control, and maybe just maybe we can see some perfect scores come out of this thing.” He said in his deep husky voice. Mr. Morgan grabbed his coffee filled canteen and took a big swig as he settled in to his nice comfortable chair.
On the other side of the building o such relaxing was going on. The students that resided in Room 202 were hastily at work scratching away at their scantrons, making sure to cross every t and dot every i correctly. Casey Harrisburg was one of those students that remained completely focused on her task that was now at hand. Being the forced target of every girl in school can do that to you. She was 15 years old and hadn’t started developing which made it easy for her to be the target of attacks. She had short, almost spiky black hair which she wore to school almost every day since she lopped it off in the sixth grade. Her eyes were as blue as the sea, which was saying a lot because usually she hid them behind contacts. Her body itself was small as she only came around five feet six inches, and weighed about one-hundred and ten pounds. Her skin gave her the reputation of the “Queen of Darkness,” as she had never gone out for a tan, or even seen the sun light for that matter, since her life started. Some girls said that if you seen her in the moonlight, on a cold dark night, you could see her as if she glowed form the moon light itself. She always wore a boy’s muscle shirt over a t-shirt and blue jeans because she didn’t care about her looks. School, food, and rest were the only major things important to her, regardless of what her parents said.
Her arch enemy however was sitting one seat directly ahead of her because her daddy made the teacher assign seats. Traci Morgan, (in Casey’s opinion), was the biggest shit load of crap that ever walked the face of this earth. She was the leader of the Dance team, the star cheerleader, and all around nice girl that would pull as many strings and break as many hearts to get what she wanted. Traci was built like an athlete. Her beautiful long blond hair swooned many girls into being her friend. She lost people in her jungle that was her green eyes, and found them in her almost perfect smile. Her body was perfectly developed into finely toned curves and muscles that made her the girl to date in Central Woods High school.
The classroom that these two rivals reflected the opposing personalities as if they were represented in the mirror. The classes’ attention was focused at the front and center of the board, so it almost looked like a college setting. The desks were set at almost a slightly higher position then the one in front of it, and all of the hints during class that would be there were at front. However none of that mattered as half of the boys in class were staring at Traci. Her ample c sized boobs were like pillows that hid underneath the sweater that she wore to dance practice every day. She wore a black uniform underneath her sweater which followed her every curve. She wore a blue and white skirt that matched her sweater and was just barely within school regulations being at least 1 inch above the knee.
Casey had always tried to ignore her, especially after her last confrontation that made her cut her hair short. Traci was evil to put it simply. Her father ran the school, and either the teachers were hypnotized by her faulty charm, or they were to afraid of losing their own jobs to do anything about it. Her father was wrapped around her finger as tight as she could. ‘Oooohh, what I wouldn’t do for a cheeseburger right about now.’ She thought when the bell sounded for a fifteen minute respite from the test. Casey’s stomach growled fiercely and she couldn’t stop it as Traci started to giggle blatantly in front of her.
“Watch out girls.” Traci remarked coyly, “The Queen is getting famished; you don’t want her to gobble you up in the dead of night.” Almost immediately the class burst out in laughter. Casey got red in her seat as the class started a new set of tormenting and teasing.
“Maybe she’ll call out her legions of the undead to torment us!” Yvonne of the science club laughed, pushing up her glasses as she did so.
“Naahh, minions are soooooo last century!” Jasmine shouted, three seats away form her. “She’ll attack us while we sleep and devour our souls!” The class stopped laughing for a bit. “What?” Jasmine asked. “She’s too ugly to have that kind of power.”
Traci looked at Casey with pure mirth as she grabbed a hoodie that was on her chair. “What’s a matter? Is big baby gonna cry?” Traci mocked, as the class continued on with their relentless torture. “I don’t know, maybe she’s allergic to the light?” Traci wondered as two guys that sat next to the window opened the blinds. They then turned towards Casey and without hesitation they grabbed her and slammed her against the window. “Stoppit please!” Casey pleaded with them as she saw what was blood running down her face.
Traci got the entire class to laugh with her as Casey began to plead and beg with her to call off the boys. “How does it feel now to be humiliated?” Traci asked for the umpteenth time. The entire class was chanting, “Burn up! Burn up! Burn up!” and no one paid any attention to her pleas. The boys held her there for a good long ten minutes when she felt a tug on her and then the weight of the boys was removed. Casey slumped to the floor as she clutched a hand to her head to see her savior.
It was Vice Principal Jones. A nice guy, he was ten times the principal that Mr. Morgan was. He was nice to all the students, and had a tenacity to seek justice between those that were forgotten in the tide of students that went unmatched. He was a bit taller than Mr. Morgan, almost exactly an inch taller, and he weighed about one-hundred and eighty pounds. Vice Principal Jones was always in some form wearing a Hawaiian style shirt and shorts that broke the dress code on numerous violations, but whenever he was put to charges the students would sign a petition that would keep him reinstated. His skin was almost burned, mostly because he enjoyed gardening, and the eyes he had were brown, but they contained the wisdom of a saint. He had a short haircut style similar to Casey, only thing was that his was brown and the spikes weren’t as frequent.
“Not having any trouble now are we Casey?” He asked, looking at the two hoodlums that were lying on top of her before. He turned his head and almost flinched at the sight of the blood that was running down Casey’s face. “I think you need to go to the nurse young lady and have that checked out.” Mr. Jones ordered with a benevolent smile. He watched as Casey’s wound festered a little bit, and then vanished altogether. He grinned as the glass splinters that were in her head left and remained totally visible on the floor. “Go on.” He told her. “I’ll take your test to you as soon as this whole mess gets sorted out.” Casey nodded as the whole class stood in a circle and stared awestruck when she stood up. Casey then ran to her desk, grabbed her things, and headed down the classroom straight to the Nurse’s office.
“Mother hen this is major surfer do you copy over?” Mr. Jones said after pulling out a radio that was standard teaching issue. “Yes this is Mother hen, what do you need major surfer?” Said a voice on the other side of the radio line. “Mother Hen I have a student headed your way that needs a check up, her head was hit into one of the windows inside Room 202, do you copy over?” Mr. Jones relayed through the radio as though a battle was taking place.
“Yes I hear you. A student got her head slammed in the wall, where is she now?” The voice known as Mother Hen asked.
“She’s on route… wait how did you know that the student was a girl; I never said that she was a girl!” Mr. Jones Responded, taken aback at Mother Hen’s undisclosed knowledge.
“She’s already here; I’ll take a look at her, Mother Hen over and out.” She said, before the radio on her end was silenced. Mr. Jones breathed a sigh of relief. Casey was a good kid, and he would die to hear that she was injured by two punks that were higher than her on Traci’s social chain. “Alrighty you punks,” He barked, causing the two troublemakers to flinch underneath his grip, “Let’s go. Principal’s office. Now!” And with that the would be bullies headed to the principle’s office closely followed by an agitated Mr. Jones.
In the Nurse’s office, Casey got checked up on by the Nurse and sat alone in the resting room for a bit. It was a semi-cozy room, with white wall painted walls, a standard tile floor, and almost military style beds, to which she laid down on. “Stupid bitch Traci.” Casey murmured to herself as she finished her PDAT test by herself. ‘Traci wanted me to be locked in here. She started that whole thing just to get under my skin. I mean who comes up with some of the insults that she makes? A dead rat? I mean it was lame when she started teasing me, but when she calls her “Royal Guard” on me it pisses me off!’ She roared mentally, throwing her fists in the air for no reason. She looked at the test answer form. “Well everything seems correct. I guess I’ll just turn it in to the nurse and sit here for a while. Lunch break starts then there are more tests to be done, and then we get off early.” Casey said sighing as she went to the door leading her out of the room on the left side of the near most bead in the room. All of the beds had faced the wall and left the window to there backsides so peeping students could see who got out of class just to take a break in the middle of the day.
As Casey turned the knob on the door, she was hit in the head by Mr. Jones who was on the other side of her. “Owwwww! What did you do that for?” She screamed nearly firing an insult before seeing who it was. “Ohhh, Mr. Jones I’m sorry.” She said quickly regaining her composure. Mr. Jones laughed a little as Casey struggled to her feet and collect her test at the same time.
“Here. Let me get these.” He said, taking all of the papers that were in Casey’s hand and on the floor in one fell swoop. “Are you okay Casey?” He asked as he reorganized the papers and looked them over with keen eyes. “Uh, yeah. I’m fine Mr. Jones.” Casey responded, looking flustered at the whole situation. Mr. Jones gave her an all knowing smile and patted her on the head. “Look Casey, I have your back.” He said placing the test answers into the box that it belonged into. Casey walked back over to the bed that she was next to and sat down. She didn’t trust most of the staff that was in the school, but something was always different when Mr. Jones was around, it was like he was someone familiar to her from a past life, like a lover or someone. “Don’t let those kids bother you. Your fine just the way you are, and don’t ever lose that.” Mr. Jones said, before tuning to go. “Oh, and I want you to take it easy right now. I have told the nurse to let you stay here until school lets out at least. Now don’t try to be a hero and get back to class, I’ll have to bring you down to Mr. Morgan’s office on the next incident. Comprende?” He asked as Casey laid back down on the bed. Casey nodded and got comfortable. And without another word he left the room as quickly as he came.
‘He’s a nice man.’ Casey thought as her eyes fought to stay awake. ‘But it won’t mean diddly if Traci gets her way. I just wish I wasn’t in this rut of being picked on all the time.’ She thought, as her eyes held her faster and faster until she finally fell asleep.
Meanwhile back in Room 202, Traci was plotting her next act of humiliation. Now that the test was over she could get back to the more important things in her small world: Boys, kissing, and what to wear to the next recital on the dance team. Her life was centered on herself. And she wouldn’t let anything stop her from becoming the most influential student in the whole world. “Not even that bitch Casey could resist my plans. Soon she’ll be just like everyone else, a pawn in my world slaving over what little money she has just to please me! World domination is in sight all I need is the supply of money and enough influence to take over.” She uttered, letting no one hearing her plans. This was her dream, to be the only influence on the world. This only started to fester while in the second grade when she started to become a somebody, her global campaign on the world began precisely the year after, as she now controlled half of the entire student body in the county. Her father was wrapped around her finger as tight as she could and with every nerd working to drain money out of the banks, she began a takeover that was in the ages. Perfectly devised, her wrath would soon spread to the farthest corners in the world.
Traci let a smirk slip by her lips as she thought out her plan in the blackness that was her void. In the eighth grade she became a book worm and spent her time reading on how that the villains tried to rule the world. She watched the history channel almost to the bone and found a book written by Adolf Hitler himself. She completely hid it after reading the pages that were within the book, no one in their right mind would look in her room, or in the slums for that matter. She wanted the world to feel her presence and respect it. Fear it if possible, but respect her rule over the world. She yawned and laid her head on a pillow on the desk that she had brought from home. “By the dawning of the sun they’ll take over the world…” She uttered as she fell asleep, drool beginning to form on her lips as she herself began to sleep.
Back over at the Nurses office, Casey was fast asleep. It was the only time that she was happy. Every night, she would have this dream about her soaring through the clouds in an almost rainbow colored sky. The dream itself had its alterations, but it somehow seemed familiar. This time instead of cruising through the multi-colored sky that was above her, she was in almost medieval street. The walkways were paved, the buildings were made of what appeared to be stone, and to her amazement there were traffic lights on the corner down on one end of the street. “Hello?” Casey called out to an almost barren city street. “Hellooooooo!!!!!” She called out again, as loud as she could. Still there was no answer. Casey looked up and down the street to see if any one was there, but there was no one. “Okay, weird. Maybe there’s someone in these buildings.” She reassured herself and took a step forward, squeak! Casey turned around to look for what ever made the sound, and turned back to look for some help. She took another step and heard the squeak again.
The noise wasn’t foreign to her either. It almost sounded a lot like a rubber being moved against a solid surface, but she couldn’t tell what. Casey then got an idea, she took another step forward as quietly as she could, but again she heard the squeaking noise. “All right who’s out there!” She called out to the world that was behind her. No answer was heard and all remained deathly still.
Casey took another step, but watched for movement at the same time that she did so. Nothing but that annoying squeaking noise! Casey turned to look behind her but never found anyone. Over in a near by building she spotted some movement and ran towards it. She got to the side of the building and stood in shock. There was a figure in the window that had almost a benevolent smile and stood in the same way that Casey did.
Casey knew that the figure couldn’t be human; it just didn’t exist in the real world. It was just as tall as she was and had that goofy looking grin as if she was happy to see Casey. Two eyes that perfectly matched hers set in the pink and black face that she had. In fact her entire body was pink and black. The strange looking girl had hair that touched the ground and it was all black, and she had wings that perfectly matched her entire body. Casey definitely knew that the creature wasn’t real as it had elfin like ears that were long and perfectly shaped into a small point. The girl, (Casey assumed she was a girl), had long almost balloon neck looking things where her boobs would have been.
For some strange reason, Casey calmed down. It was as if she had seen the girl before. Like she was a long lost friend. She walked over to the mirror, with the girl mimicking her every move, until she lifted her hand to touch the glass that the girl was trapped behind. The girl’s smile never left her face, but a tear welled up in her eye right as Casey’s own eyes began to well up. It wasn’t as if she was crying because she was sad, she was crying because she was happy.
In an instant she laughed as the girl ran a finger down her belly. Casey watched as the girl began to run her fingers in all of Casey’s ticklish spots, under her arms, underneath her feet, down her belly, any where to make her laugh. The thing was she was rubbing her own body. “Hey, stop it! That tickles!” Casey laughed as her new friend continued her ticklish assault on her body. Then after a few minutes she stopped. Casey looked up as the figure turned back to that goofy smile and kept looking at her. Casey regained her composure and looked at the girl.
“She seems awfully familiar.” Casey said to her self. The figure in the figure nodded as if her assumption was right. “She looks so beautiful. I kinda wish that I could look like you.” She said watching as the face of her new friend glow with delight. The figure looked down at the balloon necks that were her breasts, and then looked back up to her in despair. The figure placed a pleading hand on the window and started to cry.
“Ohhh, don’t cry!” Casey said, feeling down. She hated it when people started crying, but it felt even worse when her new friend started to cry. “Please, don’t cry! Did I offend you, oh please don’t cry!” Casey said looking at the poor girl. The girl stopped and shook her head for what meant to be no offense taken, (or so Casey assumed), and the figure went back to its original smile.
Casey then felt something tugging her away from her new friend. Struggling, Casey tried to remain in her spot perfectly in front of her, but it was no use, she was dragged back into reality by a sharp tug that caused her to fall out of bed.
Back in the resting area, in reality, Casey woke up to find that she was lying face down on the floor with a throbbing headache. “Ow…” She groaned, wondering what happened, “Who woke me up?” She asked aloud.
“I did silly.” Said a voice. Casey looked up to see her best friend Lily Scott Fey. She and Casey have been best friends ever since second grade. Lily had long red hair that flowed playfully like a recently lit fire. Her eyes were as green as a pickle, which was her favorite food, and she had freckles all over her face. Lily was Casey’s defender, and her older sister by friendship. They each had a wristband that had said “sisters for life” in big black letters around its surface. Casey would say that she was kind of jealous of Lily because she was much more developed than her own self.
Lily’s figure was not as full as Traci’s, and for good reason too; she took a vow in the seventh grade that when she started developing herself, she wouldn’t flaunt it off like Traci did. Casey held her to that vow and Lily came off getting average B cup breasts, a small but not tiny waist, and a nice petite butt. Lily came off also just hitting six feet one inch on her last height measurement, and on her last weight measurement she held off one-hundred and twenty pounds by exercising and keeping up with the school girls Basketball team. Sweet and fierce, many a man had met her on a bad day only to have their reputation trashed by her fearsome attitude, (especially on a day when the team lost a game.), and turned up in a cast the next day.
She wore a Crazy Frog shirt and a lime green skirt. In fact every thing that she was wearing had some shade of green. Her sandals were green, the ribbon in her hair was green, even her leg warmers were green. “Have a nice nap?” Lily asked, helping her best friend up to her feet. Casey nodded and grabbed her backpack from the floor. “Yeah, and I had the weirdest dream.” She said almost absent mindedly when they headed towards the door. “So what was it about?” Lily asked opening the door and holding it open for her friend. “Come on, you gotta tell me! Please?” She asked, putting on the famed puppy dog sad face.
Casey couldn’t resist, and she told everything she experienced in her dream as they headed towards Lily’s car. “So then what happened?” Lily asked as they got into the car. Casey shrugged. “I don’t know. She shook her head as if I didn’t offend her and then I woke up.” Casey said almost stopping in an instant. “Why are we getting into your car? In the middle of the day?” Lily almost laughed as her best friend remained paranoid. She flashed Casey her watch and made her so foolish that it caused her to get red with embarrassment. Casey made an oh, and sat in the rider’s side of Lily’s car and they began to drive off.
As they drove down the road, signs flashed by there was an awkward silence between the two of them. They did not say any thing as it was. Lily was normally a very talkative person as was Casey, but they had the same thing on their mind. “Lily,” Casey finally began, “Did you hear about what happened in the classroom today?” Lily shrugged and pulled into a random parking lot. “What, about that fight you had with the Royal guard?” Casey nodded and looked almost ashamed. “You know, Traci is the only one who has the power right now to control their actions. You’re lucky that they didn’t get anything that was important to you. Is there any thing else?” She asked, gazing at her best friend.
Casey shook her head and looked up around the parking lot. They were in a strip center in town, but it wasn’t one that she ever seen. The paved road was cracked and filled with grass in some patches, there were broken bottles every where, and there was a random shopping cart in front of an abandoned Randall’s that looked as if it had been there for ages. Across from where their car was parked, an old pink Mustang that sat in front of another random abandoned store, they noticed that right in front of it was the weirdest store that they have seen in the longest time.
In bright, almost newly painted colors; was a store that looked like it was recently opened. “Air Freedom,” Was its name that blazoned across the store top. Beneath that it had the slogan of: “If it isn’t made with Air in mind, it probably isn’t bodily kind!” The two girls looked at the outside of it and seen swirling black orbs that were floating off of the stands that they were supposed to be on. In another window they could see an all black dress that stood out against the purple backdrop that was behind it. The door was all black as far as the girls could see, and immediately Lily’s emotions picked up in a heart beat. “I know what will cheer you up, let’s go shopping!” She said, opening the door, and getting out of the car.
Casey was totally unsure of Lily’s intentions and followed her out of the car. “Uhhh Lily, are you sure we’re allowed in there? I mean there is probably nobody in there, and in case you haven’t noticed, we are in the fucking middle of nowhere!” Casey cried as she tried to catch up with Lily. Lily turned to face Casey with a pout on her lips. “Come on spoil sport! You’ll never know what lies in an unshopped store until you open the door!” Lily ran to the door with Casey hot on her heels as the duo ran towards the door.
Lily managed to get inside before Casey could catch her and held the door shut for a bit just to have some fun. “Let me in Lily! Let me in or I swear I’ll… I’ll…” Casey’s cries faltered. Honestly she had no idea what she would do if Lily didn’t open the door. She didn’t know how to drive, and calling 911 was not an option since she left her phone in Lily’s car and she had the keys. Then she made the decision that Lily had wanted her to make in the first place. Casey gripped the handle and pushed it open as quickly as possible and stepped inside of the store.
When Casey stepped into the threshold, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Rows upon rows of fashion stuff that she only dreamed of. There was a row full of Berry cream, supposedly if your enemies applied it, they would grow into juice filled Berries; there was a row completely dedicated to fattening foods that were amplified one thousand times, one whiff, and you would gain as least ten pounds; and then there were balloons, balloons and balloons galore, there was so much stuff that it made Casey almost sick just to gaze on it. She seen Lily looking down one of the aisles almost hypnotized by the objects that were hanging there.
“Lily! Lily there you are!” Casey said in a state of relief. Lily ignored her almost in a trance at all of the items that she could buy in this little rinky dink shop. “Lily… Lily answer me!” Casey called out. It seemed to have an effect on her, but only just. “Look at this suit, it suits me just fine Casey.” Lily said in an almost far off voice. “Lily snap out of it. Come on Lily lets go. You’re scaring me!” Casey said, trying to get her friend to snap out of the trance she was in.
Casey tried everything to get Lily back into the right state of mind. She snapped her fingers, tried scaring her, and even tried to remove the suit that she was holding. It was then that she noticed the suit that Lily held in her right hand. It was made for a regular sized person, and it had all of the limbs, but it wasn’t natural. Casey tried tugging at it, but when she did it stretched back to its original size. “It’s pink.” Casey murmured looking at the suit itself. ‘Just like the girl, I wonder…’ Casey thought as Lily’s hypnotic state continued. Casey gave it a harder tug, and it had almost the opposite effect that she wanted it to have. Lily, realizing that her potentially new suit was being taken by force by her best friend, yanked back as hard as she could and caused Casey to fall on the floor.
Lily looked down on her friend and finally came to her senses. “Casey, oh my god Casey are you okay?!” Lily exclaimed as she found Casey lying face down on the floor coughing a little. “I’m fine.” Casey grumbled from on top of the floor. With help from Lily, Casey got up and gave her friend a big hug. “So how’s your head?” Lily asked Casey. They paused for a moment and both laughed a little as they exclaimed, “Dumb question!” They spent their time giggling for ten minutes as they looked in the department they were in. Casey looked up and seen that they were in a section of the store labeled, “Inflatable Catsuits” and looked at the massive roof of the shop, which seemed to go on for miles.
“Look at this place.” Casey called out a couple of minutes later some three aisles away in the section labeled berryism, “It’s like some heaven for perverts!” Lily however paid Casey no notice as she walked down an aisle labeled, “Helium.” Lily held in her hand a basket with some store merchandise and walked along the row, letting her mind wander. ‘I know this sounds kind of gross, but I think that this may help Casey with her “Growing up problem”’ She thought, casting a glance at a bottle of “Airgasm Pills,” she thought about it for a second, and without considering Casey’s interests, she popped them in the basket. ‘Yeah, even she wouldn’t object to this.’
Over in the “Lifting Drinks” section Casey had the strongest urge to grab a bottle of “APC’s finest brewed,” Wind gust wine when she felt some one standing right behind her. “You like this brand?” Said a voice behind her, “This is vintage 1973, It was a good year to be alive I think.” Casey turned to find the voice that spoke behind her. What she beheld was a goddess.
The woman that was behind her was nothing more than beautiful. Her basic skin color was a pale rose. She had eyes of the color of velvet, and long black windswept hair draped over her shoulders, almost as if she just got off of a beach model shoot. The woman wore a blossoming purple and blue dress that billowed almost as if she had a pair of wings. Casey couldn’t she what kind of shoes the goddess was wearing because her dress was in the way, but her attention wasn’t focused on the woman’s attire, Casey was focused on the woman’s boobs.
Casey had to rub her eyes at the sight. They were at least a full two cup sizes than a playboy bunny, but they didn’t look like they were heavy at all. In fact the woman wore no bra shocking Casey into denial. ‘I must be dreaming. This woman isn’t real.’ Casey pinched herself and closed her eyes hoping that she would wake up on the floor of the Girls Gym, or sitting on a toilet when she should be taking a pass-or-fail math test. But when she opened them, the woman was gone. Casey breathed a sigh, but it wasn’t of relief, it was of total shock. She put a hand on the class that kept the drinks and sighed again, one of relief, and ran to the nearest aisle.
When Casey and Lily met up with each other two hours later, Casey watched as Lily stumbled in the rest area like a blooming idiot. “What happened Lily?” Casey asked as her friend sat down, almost out of breath. “Wait a second,” Casey whispered, feeling the same thing she felt when she met the strange looking woman. She looked at Lily for a second and noticed her shortness of breath got more and more noticeable as the seconds flashed. Casey started to turn, but someone managed to wrap Casey in the tightest hug that she had ever felt. “Who are you?” Casey finally asked as the woman continued the almost bear-like deathgrip.
The over endowed younger woman giggled, and then began an almost super high laugh that echoed throughout the store. Looking down at the floor, the woman released Casey and grabbed Lily and rolled her over. “What are you doing?” Casey asked, the woman did not answer as she wrapped her lips around Lily’s and blew. In one breath Lily hacked and coughed for a couple seconds and immediately stopped. “Do not be alarmed. You are alright.” The woman reassured, grabbing Lily’s hand and helping her up.
Casey ran to her friend and gave her a hug. “How do you feel?” She asked as her friend sat down in a chair that was near by. Lily grinned weakly, and smiled. Casey immediately turned to the woman, who was sitting cross-legged in a chair, and grinned as much as Lily did. “Thank you miss. Thank you for saving my friend.” Casey smiled as the woman nodded towards her and flashed a near perfect smile. Casey looked at the woman a little more closely. Her skin had a reflective surface on it, and there were almost invisible white lines on it. “You like?” The woman asked playfully.
Casey had to admit, she was the most different person that she seen. And then there was the way that she felt when they touched. It was almost felt like touching a rubber balloon, or a rubber inflatable in a way. “Are you the owner of the store Miss?” Casey asked while trying not to stare. The woman gave another slight giggle, and nodded. “I am the keeper of everything you see here. That is until you buy it.” Casey grinned at the woman as she uncrossed her legs. Just like in her dream back at school, there was something familiar about this woman.
“It was fated that we meet here Casey. How I know your name you will learn in time, but I really would love to see you buy some of this stuff here. Don’t worry about paying though; I’ll let you get it all for free on this one occasion.” The woman said walking over to Casey in almost a sexy wanton fashion. The woman wrapped her arms around Casey and squeezed a little as Casey wrapped her arms around her and returned the embrace that the two shared. “I know you from somewhere.” Casey said as she and the woman continued the hug for at least ten minutes. Lily finally got up and stretched her legs as the two separated from each other as slowly as they began hugging. “Looks like someone likes you a little much. I think we need you another shirt.” She said as Casey’s entire shirt was covered from top to bottom in some form of gooey liquid. Lily looked at the woman’s face and seen that she had been crying the whole time and immediately shut up. Casey wiped her face with one of her sleeves, and nodded a thank you at the woman as the pair of friends walked around the store and continued their shopping.
After another hour of trying things on, and browsing up and down the aisles, Casey and Lily went to the check out lines and absolutely made the woman take the twenty dollars that they were giving her. After ten minutes of slight bickering, the woman finally gave up and accepted their offer. The three women waved goodbye to each other as Casey and Lily headed out the door and to Lily’s car. The woman watched as Lily’s car sped out of sight and murmured under her breath, “It was an honor to meet you Princess Cassiopeia, an honor.” And with a turn, she headed back into the store.
It was six o’clock when Casey and Lily managed to get back to Casey’s house. It wasn’t all that bad; It was a two story house, fully decked out with a pool and spa in their backyard. Her parents weren’t wealthy, but they could keep a good sum with their father being a historian, and her mother being an Archeologist. The pair of them had a son together and had Casey when they first got married, but she couldn’t account for the fact that whenever Casey got really happy, her eyes would turn red. The lawn was kept neatly trimmed as Mr. Harrisburg kept his lawn cut by his own hand. There was an oak tree that had a tire swing that kept all of the kids on the block together without something to do. Casey and Lily had marched up to the front door expecting an all out assault from Casey’s Mother, but when she opened the door, no such assault came. The T.V that sat in the living room was silent, and Casey’s dad’s favorite couch remained untouched. Casey looked at Lily with a stunned look on her face as they two of them searched an empty, but well stocked kitchen, an empty master bedroom, where Casey’s Father and Mother usually sorted out night time problems, and an empty office where Casey’s father usually sat typing on the Computer for hours straight working on random reports he had to turn into his boss by Monday. Lily rushed upstairs and checked Casey’s room, her little brother Kaleob’s room, and the bathroom incase he would try to get a free shot at Casey in trying to scare her.
While Lily left no stone unturned upstairs, Casey found a letter in her mother’s handwriting that completely explained everything. It read:

Dear Casey,

I know that I Left on such short notice but you probably guessed by now that no ones in the house. That being said, I want you to know this: I want every thing IN ORDER by the time your father and I get back from our trips. If one of your friends decides to have a sleepover at the house, then that’s okay with me and your father just make sure to clean up your mess when they leave. I know that you’re on break for the next seven days but I have to leave you with a couple of things.

1.) Make sure to take the trash out! I DO NOT want to find a pile of garbage on the floor when I get home.
2.) No light’s out parties. In fact no parties PERIOD!! I don’t want to hear from the neighbors to say that you had a party with out my permission.
Finally, make sure to treat your brother fairly. He will be back from one of his friends’ houses at 2 on Saturday. I don’t want to hear any bad remarks from him that say you were being mean.

I realize again that this is such short notice, but I want to be able to trust you. Please don’t let me down. Have a nice break, I see you on Monday, when you get home from school.
Love,
Mom

When Casey realized that her mother had left the house to herself for almost a week, she almost jumped for joy. “There’s no one here Casey what do you think?” Lily jumped at the expression that was on Casey’s face and then noticed the letter on the floor. “Ohmygod! A whole week!?” Lily exclaimed as she read the note to check the time at when Kaleob would be coming home. Lily made another double-take as she seen the letter confirming the fact that they would be spending a whole week by themselves.
“You know what I’m thinking?” Lily asked Casey as they both sat down on the couch, waiting for a big surprise to happen. The two of them spent another hour waiting for at least one or more of Casey’s family to spoil their day, but it never came. “I’m thinking that we should tryout the stuff we got at that store today. I mean it’s not like anything bad would happen to us if we did, right?” Lily said as the T.V. was on a boring newscast of how another oil refinery in the gulf was under repairs after the hurricane hit. Casey wasn’t paying any attention as she looked disgusted at the news caster.
‘She’s not listening to me.’ Lily thought looking down at her own bag of goodies. ‘Oh well, I guess I’ll have to try this on for my self.’ She grabbed the all pink catsuit and looked at it for a bit. “I’m going to put this on. I want to see how it feels. Maybe I can get you to try the other one on too.” She said, heading upstairs to change into the suit. Casey ignored her, remaining completely zoned out for a couple of seconds.
Without thinking about what she was doing, Casey looked in her bag and pulled out a case of Airgasm Pills and opened it. ‘I wonder will this actually work?’ she thought looking down into the bottle. They had a pungent smell to them, it was almost like rubber and some weird mix of cherries and something else. Casey couldn’t quite put her finger on it, but she knew that she had to try at least one. ‘Well as Lily would say, no guts no glory, or something like that.’ She thought, pulling out one of the spherical pills and popping it into her mouth. With a desire to swallow the foul tasting pill, she ran to the kitchen, and pulled a cup from the cabinet. She filled it with water, and then chugged it down until it was empty.
Casey set the glass down. She turned the bottle over, and looked at the instructions. They read:
1.) Insert pill into mouth.
2.) Swallow pill with water
3.) Enjoy!
She had thought that they were instant acting, but nothing happened. Casey walked back to the living room almost disappointed and flopped back down on the couch. She set the entire bottle on the floor when something told her to take her shirt off.
Casey felt almost ticklish when she got that feeling to take her shirt off. As quick as a flash, she removed both her tanktop and her long sleeve shirt and seen two little dimples where her boobs would be. They were small, but Casey could tell that they were growing. Seconds passed, and Casey started to squirm in her spot, her boobs getting bigger as time passed. The feeling was electric, almost as if she were having sex with a hot guy, or by herself, she started to get wet as her little boobies were now “growing up” to match Lily’s but they didn’t stop there, as they continued to grow.
Casey listened hard around, but there was not another sound except Lily fawning over herself, and a low hiss. It was almost faint, but Casey could here it from where she sat and got wet even more, her body telling her that she was getting really horny really fast. “Oh god.” She said letting her self take her hand down to an almost wet pussy, “Oh god, I’m getting bigger!” Casey continued to here a hiss, but it was louder than it was a minute ago. Casey also noticed that her new C cup boobs were not heavy at all, in fact they were lifting themselves up almost as if they wanted her to fly away. Her twin boobies grew like party balloons as she sat there watching them start to expand even faster. Casey touched them with her hands and it sent shockwaves of instant pleasure through them. Casey started to leak even more than before, and screamed with pleasure.
“What’s going on down there?” Lily said to herself, almost covered in her pink suit. She had heard Casey’s scream, but it wasn’t normal, it wasn’t like her to scream for no reason. ‘Oh god I hope she’s okay.’ She said looking at her self in the mirror. Lily was clad in her pink suit, and it came on easy. It was like a second skin on her, though she had to take off all of her clothes for it to feel right. Lily looked down on her feet and seen that they were perfectly meshed together, as if she had paws. There was an air plug right where her belly button was and little claws where her fingertips were. The suit had a hood as well, that let her whole body experience the whole thing as her entire head was smoothed out and two cats ears poked out of the top. Lily heard Casey scream again and headed out of the bathroom.
“Whoa!” Lily gasped when she stepped out into the main hall upstairs. In the time that Lily was in the bathroom, Casey had graduated from no boobs at all, to giant beach ball size breasts that were lifting her off the floor. Lily panicked for just a second, and then seen a long spool of ribbon that was in her bag on the floor down stairs. Lily thought the jump over for a second, then decided to take the risk. “Hang on Casey! I’m coming!”
Lily stepped back in the bathroom as far as she could and prayed a little. ‘If I can bounce off of Casey’s boobs, then I could get the ribbon.’ Lily thought as she set herself up in the bathroom like her basketball coach taught her. She got down, almost into a track running position and counted, “1…,2…,3!” Lily ran out of the bathroom, hopped herself over the banister, and landed on the side of Casey’s now Weather balloon like boobs.
With almost no time to lose, Lily turned around and pushed herself off of Casey and landed with almost a feline grace. She stood up and ran over to her bag where she pulled out the spool of ribbon and made a mad dash to the bottom of the couch. With her fingers flying at the knot, and the smell of Casey’s fluids now ripe in the air, Lily yanked a long enough piece of ribbon and jumped in a fluid motion on to the couch. Lily judged the gap that was forming between the couch and Casey’s ankle and jumped.
Casey, who was almost ready to pass out from the pleasure of floating off of the ground, felt something heavy latch on to her leg. She heard a “got ya!” from somewhere below and finally passed out.
When Lily had noticed that Casey had finally passed out, she made her climb up to try to get her down. ‘Don’t worry Casey, I’m coming.’ Lily thought as she forced her way up to Casey’s head. Lily slipped only once, but finally got enough of her wrapped around Casey’s body that she herself couldn’t undo. “Awww, the little one is sleepin. Well if that’s all she’s doing tonight, then I best let her sleep. Time to get down!” Lily grinned as her “little” sister was sound asleep, snoozing all of her troubles away.
Lily climbed down from her friend and looked at the flood that Casey had made all by herself. “I’ll let it wait until she wakes up. Besides, tomorrow is a ‘Big’ day for her when she finds out that she has breasts. I hope that they deflate over-night though, I don’t want her to look like a fool.” Lily said, stretching herself. “I think that this will grow on me. I’ll leave it on for tonight.” Lily cast her gaze outside, and closed the blinds that were revealing how big Casey got tonight. “I know that it won’t help, but at least the only person that will tell the world is that nerdy punk Allen, and he knows that I’ll find him if he lets that son-of-a bitch Traci know.” Lily murmured fiercely, gazing across at Casey’s Neighbor’s house that lived behind them. After another climb up on Casey, to give her a blanket, Lily turned the lights off and curled up just like a cat on a sleeping bag that she found in the upstairs hall closet.
Across Casey’s yard, in a one story house that was almost as modest as Casey’s house, lived that very same Allen that Lily was worried about. The long and lanky build that he was, sat at a computer desk in complete and utter shock. His gnome cam that he personally built had caught the whole scene, and was almost impossible for him to explain in words. One of the weirdest girls in school got one thousand times weirder as he took off his glasses and rubbed his face. “That’s not possible.” The computer geek commented as he spun the chair he was sitting in to look at the small room he was thrown in. On the other side of the room was a dresser, next to a door and his hammock which he slept in. On the left wall of his room sat a telescope, for spying on the neighbors, and a mirror for preening himself in. Allen got up out of his chair and walked over to the mirror. He gazed at the image that was reflected. By his standards, he was pretty good looking. Brown rumpled hair that resembled almost a dead rat covered most of his head, his eyes looked like they were squished together one too many times as the brown pupils’ dilalated behind the taped up glasses. His skin was red from being exposed from the sun too long in an attempt to get a tan to impress the love of his life, Traci Morgan. He was too skinny and tall to even get a date from her, let alone a kiss, but he was happy to be the only nerd to be a part of Traci’s crew. His other friends had immunity from beatings, he gave the cooler kids a system on tests when they needed it, and he and his friends were allowed to come to the biggest parties. He was not a fast runner, and he also had asthma, so the popular guys only picked him when they needed his accurate eye to score the winning goal. He was head of the chess club, the school science team, and he was a whiz when it came to making robots.
Yep he had it all, but tonight’s spying mission was questioning that. For all of his years in school he was a devout follower of Traci, and even put up a shrine in her honor to which all of the nerds would go to for guidance with their problems. He turned towards the closet that led him straight to it, and cracked his neck. “Maybe I’m just imagining things. But at least I should give this tape to my beloved, cause her wrath might fall upon me like fire if I do not do so. I’ll leave it to lady fate to decide as I need rest.” Allen turned back to his computer station and shut off the power to the monitor. “My queen,” He said softly as to not disturb his parents’ restful slumber. “Allow me tonight to get my story together. I shall seek your audience and council in the morning.” Allen headed towards his hammock, climbed in skillfully, and turned off the lights. Right before he fell asleep he said, “Fate has set its course. Soon the trial of the Goddess will begin.”
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…Stay tuned…

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