Inflate Night

 This is a chapter from Wish series, the rest is available at my DA (http://bubbleguy.deviantart.com)

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 Andrew unwrapped his girl on the fluffy carpet in his studio. Linda has been there before, exactly on this carpet. Though, she used to came here on her own legs. Andrew hesitated, having reasons to think that she would be pissed off. He also remembered that Sue has done same thing to Phil and guy didn't seem mad about it.
Linda was apparently harmless now, sleeping, oblivious to things happening around her empty self, yet leaving her deflated could make things worse, when she'll find how long did he keep her deflated. Well, she'd probably don't mind extra hour, so he left for the closest store, got some wine, cleaned clutter and lit candles. Once preparations were done, he got a pump and inserted the hose in her inflation valve.
He turned pump on, and looked at girl, who started to regain volume and shape, unwrapping, creases straightening, yet no signs of life so far. Whole scene would seem very weird: like arranging romantic date with inflatable doll, Andrew lived alone and now he was especially glad about that. He used to share rented flat with his college friend not so long ago. How would he introduce him ... something like: "Hey Ron, that's Linda, my girlfriend, though she's deflated right now". He smiled, envisioning the scene.
Room was dimly lit by candles and stand lamp in the corner, scarce light hinted shape of inflating girl on the floor, she was still limp and sagged, but not crumpled anymore. As her head inflated, consciousness returned. Linda rose her head to look around, and tried to stand up on her still meek legs, not very successfully - she tumbled back on her knees.
"Andrew? Where am I? What's happened?" - girl was apparently confused and scared, though, Andrew couldn't see her face to judge her emotions, he, however, has seen her back and a hose barely holding in valve, as girl moved.
"I'm here, babe. Wait, don't move, you are not inflated yet" - his phrase was interrupted by hissing, as hose yanked out. Andrew carefully inserted it again.
Linda, turned and looked at him, then at pump in his hands: "So, you've dragged me, helpless and defenseless, into your lair, typical male".
Andrew noted irony in her words. So girl at least had some fun. He continued "Helpless and pressureless, I'd add. Such male chauvinistic pig I am"
She continued to inflate, as Andrew helped her to stand up. Last signs of creases vanished, her skin was becoming smooth, but still not firm yet, so she had to rely on his hand, otherwise her body would probably collapse back on the floor. Gentle hollow hissing emanated from her torso, breasts were around A size but closing to B, which was normal for Linda before transformation.
Girl shook her head and continued: "No seriously, why did you let me deflate and even more, kept deflated for, I don't know how long. Is it still Saturday evening, by the way?"
"Yes, it is still Saturday, you skipped just around thirty minutes. And inflating you there, in my car, would offer a nice sight of nude you to everyone who'd happen to be around. Last but not least I had time to prepare this" - Andrew waved his hand towards served table, candles floating in glass saucers on the floor.
Linda eyed the scene appreciatively: "That's why I'll spare you. If, or rather when, you catch this thing ", - she puffed her cheeks and hissed mimicking inflation - "I'll have my terrible vengeance on you"
"Oh, I'm really scared"
"You should be", - She smiled, tracing his look - "you don't look particularly frightened, but shameless and openly staring at my boobs. Where are my clothes, by the way?"
"Don't worry, I took them", He hugged her pneumatic shoulders, - "Do you really want to put something on right now?"
  Instead of replying, she cuddled up to him and they kissed. Her inflating body slowly pushed Andrew's hands apart, her bust passed C cup stage, then D, hips and butt have grown in volume too, making Linda a bit taller as a side effect. Rest of the body did expanded at lesser scale, as it already exceeded normal size. Linda managed to get his shirt off and proceeded with undoing lock on his belt.
Both seemingly enjoyed inflation. It stopped accidentally, as Andrew lifted Linda in his hands and did few dancing steps occasionally stumbling over the hose. It pulled out of nozzle again interrupting romantic scene with loud hissing. Andrew reached behind his girl and plugged her valve, though while he sought for it, Linda shrank from proud E back to below D size, this happened fairly quickly, due to pressure mounted inside overinflated girl.

They then sat around table, Andrew uncorked wine bottle, while Linda expressed her feelings: "That was marvelous, I've almost forgiven you"
"How can I deserve complete forgiveness?" - he decided to play along.
"Difficult question", - she paused to imitate thoughtfulness, then took a glass of wine - "First of all, you are too dressed to be forgiven, I'll fix it soon. Though let's first see how brand new me takes Bordeaux, there is no gas in it, I think", she made a careful sip.
"Personally, I doubt it is gas to blame for your recent inflation, you haven't drunk enough, it should be something else"
"I think, it doesn't work", - Linda added after waiting about a minute for effects to manifest. She drank more wine then, tasting it before swallowing.
Andrew disagreed: "We shall see, I bet it will"
When girl put empty glass on the table, she noticed familiar low hissing emanating from her body and admitted: "You were right, it is not dissolved gas. They are inflating again"
Indeed, her bust regained some volume already, while inflating rear started to lift girl from her seat, her hips and legs widened starting to rub each other.
Andrew said, while lifting girl from her chair: "This time you are going to be bigger, hope it is not harmful. Hos does it feel?"
"Not painful. Just tense, taut and difficult to bend", - she complained, hugging him tightly with her right hand, while trying to reach her back with left. She almost reached valve with her fingers, but then continued inflation forced her hand out. Boobs probably ballooned beyond F, pressing into Andrews chest.
He touched valve, saying "I can help",  but Linda stopped him:
"No. Not yet, I see how you like it. Though, I have to finish something, while I still can bend my fingers", - She resumed unlocking his belt, when she finally undid it and managed to pull Andrews shorts down, her inflation has already passed the limit for just voluptuous hourglass and spread mostly to belly, her waist disappeared, shoulders, legs, arms, cheeks and fingers were puffing, Linda was now a bit taller then Andrew, she has thrown shorts away, but could not bend for second time to get her hands on his boxers. Then with popping sound her valve jumped in out position on its own, pushed by inner pressure.
"I fear you can pop this way, or have stretch-marks when deflated", - Andrew was both charmed and worried by sight.
"Stretch-marks? May be you are right. Deflate me"
He obeyed, but had to turn Linda to reach her back, plug almost shot outward, he barely pulled it. Jet of escaping air pushed Linda forward and a little upward, so Andrew had to catch her  hand, otherwise she'd probably flew around like untied balloon. He also noticed a cute detail: scent of wine in the air escaping from girl. Deflation, however, was slow, partly compensated by new portions of gas released inside Linda. Andrew tried to squeeze some air by hugging her sides tightly. Airflow increased somewhat, then Linda did something that Andrew didn't expected at all, she pulled him sharply simultaneously tripping him, he couldn't keep equilibrium and has fallen right upon girl, he sank into her bouncy body and was thrown back as if she was a trampoline. This trick deflated her notably, returning belly to just a bit plump size and bust to E. Soon Andrew plugged her for the second time and they spend two unforgettable hours together right on the carpet, tried many positions they haven't hoped to test before, as Linda's weight and flexibility now permitted many things...
Though she also found a downside: her new body wasn't designed to accept certain liquids anymore, she had to ask her boyfriend to cum outside after first not very pleasant experience.
When finally Andrew ran out of stamina, Linda still felt fresh, though satisfied, not sleepy at all, unlike her flesh-and-bone guy. She left him to take a breath, filled the bath up and sorted her garments, as Andrew just put deflated girl and all her clothes in the same bag with her notebook and documents.
They took bath together, and Linda almost dragged him there, as boy was so tired that he felt asleep on the love carpet. Bath was an unusual experience too, as Linda mostly soared above him floating on the surface, teasing him with a sight of her inflated balloons. He in turn rubbed her back, to help her wash it, as he said, touching sensitive valve, pulling it in and out, but never really opened it.
When Andrew managed to get to the bed and fall there, Linda was not about to sleep...
"Probably inflatable me is not supposed to sleep at all?" - she asked as if Andrew could know the answer.
"I don't know. But I can always deflate you and inflate in the morning"
"I dislike this idea. If I'm about to be awake all the night, I can find a better use for this time then laying under your pillow. I'm blow-up, but not blow-up-doll, got it?" - she ended quite belligerently.
"Okay, okay, I just thought you want to sleep but can not. Do you mind me sleeping, then?"
"Excellent, then nothing would distract me from making report". She'd later added "except your snoring", but there were nobody to hear that complains. She just moved to the kitchen, turned notebook on and spent rest of the night typing.