Inflation Olympics Chapter 2

Sarah chuckled at that. "Inflation Olympics, huh?" Laurie smiled happily.

"Okay, so maybe it isn't the best name ever, but I think it adequately describes things," Laurie reasoned. "Believe me, Sarah, the competition here is every bit as intense as at the actual Olympics," Laurie added soberly. The redhead brightened then and continued, "BUT. Since this is such a small event compared to the Olympics, you have a chance to get to know people, and make some real friends!" Sarah nodded. By way of explanation Laurie added, "As a matter of fact, I've met all my best friends here at the Inflation Olympics." She giggled then and quipped, "The fact that we come here every couple of months to balloon ourselves to huge proportions is entirely coincidental!" Sarah shook her head and smiled.

"I'm still not quite sure I understand the appeal of that, but I'll take your word for it I guess!" Sarah said. "So anyway, what about the friends that you mentioned earlier? When do I get to meet them?"

Laurie looked at her watch and replied, "Well, you're here a few hours early... most people probably won't get here for another couple of hours. One of my friends is here already though, I caught a ride with her today. We both started at the Inflation Olympics the same month of the same year, and we were both really nervous, So I guess it's only natural that we got to be pals. She's really funny." Laurie rose from the bench and said, "C'mon, I'll take you to go meet her." Her brow furrowed for a moment and she added, "Oh! um..."

"What's the matter?" asked Sarah.

"Well," Laurie began, "Sandy - that's her name - Sandy and I do completely different sets of inflation events, and I just wanted to warn you in advance so you wouldn't freak out."

"What do you mean?" Sarah asked. "Why would I freak out?"

"Just by your reaction to me when you walked in. Listen... most of the events that I do are called 'mobility events.' I get inflated, but the object of most of the events that I do is to do various tasks, like running. Those sort of events are scored based on an average of how inflated you are, AND how long it takes you to finish the event. So usually you only want to be a little bit more inflated than I was when you first saw me to do those events, or you're too swollen to do well," Laurie explained.

"Okay," said Sarah. "Where does the part that you wanted to warn me about come in?"

"Well, those are the events I do. Sandy's events... well, the object of most of the events that she competes in is to get BIG," Laurie said, emphasizing the last word.

"Um... like how big?" asked Sarah. She wondered how anyone could possibly be bigger than Laurie had been when she had first walked in.

"REALLY. BIG," Laurie said. "Her type of events are called 'max volume' events. I'm just telling you in advance. She was relaxing, inflated, in the sauna room when I left her. If she's still inflated, I'm just warning you to be prepared for her appearance," Laurie warned.

"Okay," Sarah said. Again the thought crossed her mind that no one could be all that much bigger than Laurie had been... surely Laurie was exaggerating slightly.

"Okay!" Laurie said with a smile. "Sorry for the gloom and doom, I just wanted you to be prepared!" The pair then left the locker room and entered a winding hallway with concrete walls and a checkerboard-tiled floor. In time, Laurie led Sarah into a large communal bathroom, again with a large square door.

"Is that you, Laurie?" a cheerful female voice called, from across the bathroom from behind a closed door labeled 'Sauna.' The door lay perpendicular to Sarah's line of sight.

"Yep! Sarah, the reporter from Valley Sports is here! You wanna come out and meet her, or are you busy?" Laurie called back.

"Sure, just give me a second!" the voice replied. Sarah heard the shuffling of footsteps then, and the door across the bathroom opened, with the doorway in profile to Sarah's vision. Abruptly, two fleshtone spheres swaddled in white towel were thrust into the doorway. The spheres were easily two feet in diameter. The same voice grunted.

"Oh my God... please tell me those aren't boobs," Sarah thought. At least, she thought she thought it... she sure hoped she hadn't said it. In any case, Laurie didn't say anything.

"Ugh," the voice said. "What's the point of giving us the double wide bathroom door if the sauna door is only normal size"

"Need some help?" Laurie asked.

"Nah...I've...just...got...to...push...just...a....bit-" the voice grunted. On the word "bit," the owner of the two spheres burst through the doorway and into the bathroom. She threw up her arms in the air and yelled, "Ta-daaaa! I made it!"

Sarah let out a very, very small squeak. Laurie hadn't been exaggerating at all. This woman was simply GIGANTIC. Those blimp-like breasts ballooned from her round, swollen torso. Slightly cone-shaped limbs tapered down to delicate hands and feet that looked ludicrously inappropriate on the woman's distended frame. The woman's chin nestled into root of her own cleavage, and the tops of her breasts were approximately level with the woman's nose. Her face also looked out of place, though not quite so inappropriate as her hands and feet. Her face was trim, with light brown eyes, and framed by wet, honey-colored bangs. Most of the woman's hair was wrapped up in a towel, and she had somehow managed to find a GIANT towel that wrapped completely around her torso, covering her from chest to knees. She was quite tall, around six feet, though it was hard to judge properly with her hugely ballooned body. Most of her height existed in her very long legs, though they too were swollen with enough gas to make judgment difficult.

Laurie didn't notice Sarah's squeak. "Hey Sandy! Enjoy the sauna?"

Sandy shrugged as she closed the sauna door, an almost obscene gesture on her hugely-inflated frame. "Eh, it was okay I guess. I would have rather had a shower, but... uh, I couldn't fit into the stall. I like the other arena across town better." Laurie nodded. At this point, Sandy turned back to the two of them and noticed Sarah. "Oh, hi there!" She said brightly. "You're the reporter...er...Sarah, right?"

Sarah could only nod. Sandy walked over to Sarah and Laurie confidently. Despite her ballooned endowments being confined within the enormous towel, mental images of bouncing beachballs leaped unbidden to Sarah's mind. Sarah wondered again where on earth she managed to even find that towel... it was like a tarp made of cotton!

"It's a blanket," Sandy said with a smile that flashed bright-white teeth.

"Huh?" said Sarah, roused from her stupor. Sandy adjusted the 'towel' slightly.

"Everyone always wonders where I found a towel this big at. It's really a blanket. It doesn't absorb water all that well, but it works well enough I guess," Sandy said. She suddenly turned, and raised her right hand to her forehead in a mock swoon. "Besides... a woman of my unique figure must be prepared to improvise!" She spun back towards Sarah and Laurie, causing Sarah to involuntarily yelp and duck backwards from the bustline that was suddenly aimed back at her. "And what about you?" Sandy said to Laurie.

"Hmm? What about me?" Laurie asked. Sandy turned to one side so that she could actually approach within three feet of Laurie, and poked Laurie twice in the stomach, above the belly button.

"You've sprung a leak, hun! I thought you wanted to be stretched out for your events today, especially the relay!" Sandy admonished.

"Oh, yeah," Laurie said. "I just deflated for a bit... I'm afraid I surprised Sarah at the door, and my figure gave her a bit of a scare..."

"OOPS!" Sandy said. She looked back at Sarah apologetically. "I'm sorry, Sarah... I forgot... I must have made you uncomfortable too..."

"Um... no, not really," Sarah said. Sandy's body was very intimidating, but in retrospect, she did seem to be nice. "I was just taken by surprise a little bit. Laurie did try to warn me though... she said you were going to be really big, but I guess I thought she was exaggerating." Sandy laughed and then shined a smile at Sarah through the valley of her cleavage.

"Oh, this is NOTHING. If you want to see big, watch me during the events. I'm just warming myself up, stretching out, right now," Sandy advised. "I've gotten in the habit of taking a hot shower while inflated a little a bit, before the events... it always seems to give me just a little bit more stretch. Couldn't do it today - y'know - not being able to fit into the shower stall at this particular arena while inflated, but the sauna helped a little bit." Sandy yawned and stretched. She pointed accusingly at Laurie and said, "And speaking of stretching out, you'd best go balloon up again... if you're not stretched and relaxed, you're not going to be very happy during that 400 meter relay this afternoon." Laurie stuck her tongue out at Sandy and both of them laughed at some shared joke.

"Well, Sarah, Sandy's right... I do need to get prepared... can I leave you with her for a minute?" Laurie asked.

"Yes, I guess she seems harmless enough," Sarah observed with a wry smile. Laurie laughed and waved as she walked out of the bathroom.

"Want to go sit down?" Sandy asked. "It's going to take her a little while, and we don't really have much to do for while anyway."

"Sure thing," Sarah said.

"There're a few benches out in the hallway... I'll meet you there in just a second. I need to go throw some clothes on real quick," Sandy said, jerking her thumbs in the direction of a duffel back in the corner. Sarah nodded, and then took a seat out in the hallway. After a few moments, she heard the duffel unzip, followed by the noise of fabric on skin, and grunts of exertion. Sarah reflected that when you're inflated into a human balloon, it must be very hard to dress yourself. She briefly wondered why Sandy didn't deflate to dress, but she remembered what Sandy had said about stretching out, and figured she was probably holding to some sort of regimen.

Shortly, Sandy arrived in the hallway wearing a huge Lycra unitard similar to Laurie's, except it was blue-green in hue and had leggings as opposed to the shorts of Laurie's unitard. She carried two tubes of Lycra or neoprene with her. "All done!" She said with a smile.

She waddled over to the bench Sarah sat on with careful and deliberate steps of her vastly inflated body and gently eased herself into the bench. Sarah again fought off a wave of claustrophobia as she was trapped between the armrest of the bench and Sandy's hugely ballooned side.

"Oof. These benches get smaller every day," Sandy said. She gave a conspirational wink to Sarah. "But it might be me that's getting bigger." She smiled wistfully and added, "I remember back when I first started... back then I never even dreamed I'd be able to get this big one day." She grinned and craned her neck to look down at her immensely distended body before also adding, "And now... well, now, being this big doesn't even make me feel full! I get bigger than this just for fun at home sometimes." She handed the two tubes of Lycra to Sarah, who took them, despite being confused. "Could you help me with those please?" Sandy asked politely.

"Um... sure, what do you need?" Sarah asked. She was getting over her fear of Sandy. She came on sort of strong, but she really did seem to be nice.

"I need to put those sleeves on my arms so that they aren't so inflated. Normally it wouldn't matter for my events, but I'm in Laurie's relay group today, and I need easy use of my arms... we're trying something new." Sandy said. She held her arms out, resting her elbows on the tops of either inflated breast.

"Sure, " Sarah said. She started helping Sandy tug the black sleeves of Lycra onto either arm, slimming them considerably. "So what's this about a relay?" she asked.

"It's one of Laurie's favorite events," Sandy said. "Basically, it's a regular four-person relay race, 400 meters in length total." She giggled as Sarah finally managed to pull one of the sleeves all the way up to her shoulder, slimming Sandy's arm, but ballooning the accompanying breast on the same side even further. "The catch," Sandy said, "is that they don't do the relay with batons that are handed off. They do it with helium that is handed off! It's so fun to watch." Sandy explained. In the distance down the hall, a vague hissing noise issued forth. Sarah thought it might be Laurie reinflating herself. Sandy grinned and shouted, "Woooo! Pack in that helium!"

"Umm... I'm not sure I get it," Sarah said ignoring Sandy's outburst, as she started to tug the other sleeve onto Sandy's bare arm.

"Simple! The first person on the team, the one who starts off running, balloons herself as much as she can with helium, and takes off running to where the second teammate is. When she gets to the second teammate, she blows as much of her helium as she can into the second teammate. Then that teammate starts running to the third person, and blows as much of the helium into them as she can, and so on," Sandy said.

"Oh, I get it!" Sarah said. Heck, it almost seemed sort of cute, and it certainly fit the spirit of the games as she understood them.

"The problem," Sandy added, "is that you can never blow more than half of your helium into your teammate."

"Huh? How come," Sarah asked, as she finally tugged the other sleeve up to Sandy's shoulder. Both of Sandy's arms were almost normal sized now, but both breasts had distended ever further. She sat back on the bench beside Sandy.

"It's because of the pressure... if both of you have the same amount of gas inside you, you can't push anymore in because the pressure inside both of you is already equal," Sandy said, as she tried to scoot over to make more room for Sarah.

"Oh... I see, that makes sense." Sarah said. "So why is how much helium you get into the next teammate such a big deal?"

"That's how the event is scored," Sandy said, as she adjusted the cuff on one of the sleeves that Sarah had help her put on. "The total score for your team is how much helium the last person has in them, divided by how long it took you to complete the race. So it's to your advantage to get as much into them as possible, but also to complete the race as quickly as possible," Sandy explained.

"Oh, okay," Sarah said. That was a neat little scoring system. "So where do you come in? You said you were helping Laurie with it." Sandy nodded.

"Well, my specialty is getting BIIIG, like Laurie told you." Sandy gently drummed a little nonsense rhythmic beat on her hugely inflated bosom with her palms while she talked. "I almost never do these track-and-field sort of events. But... since you can never finish the race with more than one-eighth of the helium the first teammate in the relay inhaled, it's really important that the first person take in a lot of it, even at the expense of some speed. What Laurie wants me to do for her squad is be the first person in the relay."

"So you're going to take in a lot of helium so that the four of you get off to a good start?" Sarah asked, thinking she understood.

"Yep!" Sandy agreed. "I'm going to get EEEE-normous. It's going to take me a long time to waddle 100 meters after I'm really inflated, but we're hoping that the extra helium is going to win out over the lost time in the scoring.

"So who's the second teammate in the relay going to be?" Sarah asked.

"Laurie," Sandy said. "She's usually first, but I can hold a lot more than she can, so for this experimental run I'm going first. If this works out, I might help her team out with the relay on a permanent basis. At any rate, it's going to be a lot of fun!" Sandy said with a grin. "Her being second was the main reason I was concerned about her being stretched out well... she's going to be really hard-pressed to hold all the helium I'm going to blow into her, even if it's just half what I've got. I don't want to sound like I'm bragging or anything, that's just what my specialty is. Likewise, she's a lot faster at running while inflated than I am." Sandy explained.

"Right, I understand," Sarah said as she nodded. Laurie waddled around the corner of the hallway just then, swollen back into the distended shape her body had been in earlier.

"Woo! Looking nice and round," Sandy cheered appreciatively. "I brought Skinny up to speed on the details of the relay race," Sandy said with a wink at Sarah.

"Oh, good," the now-ballooned Laurie said. "Well, since I'm now stretching out nicely in preparation for my coming overinflation at Sandy's hands, shall we go see if the other two ladies are here yet?"

"Sounds like a plan to me!" Sandy said.

"I'd like to meet them, too," Sarah said, smiling.

"It's settled, then!" Laurie said. She took Sandy by the hands, and pulled her up from the bench. Sandy pushed herself up with her hugely-inflated legs, and the two crashed together in a bizarrely inflated parody of two football players. Their inflated bodies cushioned the shock nicely, and they bounced apart. They both laughed, and even Sarah smiled.

"Let's go, kids!" Laurie said, as she turned to lead them back to the locker room.