Size Does Matter

 Linda sipped her coffee and tapped with her fingers nervously.
"Look, I have to prepare report to head office, feed my cat, and I feel uneasy. I may even have a fever"
Andrew replied with a smile: "Excellent, we will visit your place, feed the cat, take your notebook and spend rest of night together. Making report, of course"
"And if I'm ill?"
"I'll make you hot tea with honey. By the way, you don't look ill at all, on the opposite"
"What opposite?"
Linda really changed, become more attractive, but Andrew simply couldn't figure what is the exact difference, so he just flattered: "Great.  And hot"
Girl blushed: "Looks like you are not in the right mood for helping me with the report. And I really feel odd"
"Whats wrong?"
"Chill, I've just caught cold and it is fever, I think"
Andrew was worried: "Headache?"
"No. But I'm a bit dizzy"
He gently touched her forehead: "No. You don't have a fever", - he concluded.
"Are you medic? I'm really tired, sick and I'm not going to dispute this", - She stopped her tirade, when another symptom added. Her undergarments suddenly become very tight, naturally digging into her body. Not painfully, but disturbing. Then skirt followed, Linda felt her hips pressing into each other, - "Whats happening to me? And where the hell are you looking at?"
Andrew awoke from staring at her cleavage: "Ugh, if my eyes do not fool me, you just became bigger", -  He blushed. - "And this looks pretty familiar"
"What the heck are you talking about?!"
Her body continued to push outward, filling her blouse, bulging out of cleavage, lifting Linda from her chair a bit. In the same time her weight slowly vanished, arms and legs started to spring on their own, from inner pressure and stretching. This happened in hypnotic silence.
"I think, you have caught it from Phil, babe", - Andrew finally stated the obvious.
"No, no, not that", - Linda cried desperately.
"Is it painful? I think, we have to leave. And by the way, try to speak quietly. You attract unneeded attention"
"Not painful, it is embarrassing. I'm looking vulgar. I'm going to be blowup woman, what a shame... And, you! Are you glad I'm turning into airfilled bimbo?"
"You look nice, may be a little provocative, but not vulgar. And you are conscious human, not a, toy or anything else"
"Bullshit. You are talking as if it is all OK, but it is not! You are that calm because it is happening to me, not you"
"And you are that mad, because you and Sue have treated Phil as inflatable toy two hours ago. You are afraid, someone may do this to you now"
"Or may be I'm mad, because I'm turning into something, that may not exist, according to all I known before"
She felt her valve finally formed and added: "One correction, I've already turned. Do you know what will happen to this my new body tomorrow, may be I'm living my last hours?"
Andrew reasoned: "Or may be, you will be forever young. You do not know, either, do not know how to revert it, as well. So, we must find a way to live with it. I'll take you to your home safely"
"What? Ten minutes ago you wanted me at your place tonight"
"Situation changed a lot. And you had other plans ten minutes ago, did you change your mind?"
"Well, I may need your help. Don't want to Chris, my brother, see me like this. My mum too. And, well, I've changed my mind"
"And how about report?"
"I'll take my notebook"
"How can you get it if there is Chris?"
"He is not at home, now. Honey, don't you want to continue this evening in a cozy place? Ah, I know. Now it is you, who are afraid, think you can catch it from me, am I right?"
"Well, of course, I'll be there to help if something happens to you, you see ..."
Linda interrupted him victoriously:
"Ho ho, haven't you just told me everything is good and nice, to stay calm? And now you are afraid it may happen to you!"
Andrew fended off the blow: "Probably. And do you want me to catch it from you?"
Linda thought for a second: "No I don't. However, neither I want you to avoid me like a plague. And if it is contagious, you either are already infected and change is inevitable, or you have kind of immunity. Anyway, no reason for quarantine between us"
"I'm not sure. You girls, touched him. I didn't. May be it spreads via tactile contact"
"Oh, I've touched him two hours ago and this happened to me, Sue had touched him first in the morning, even kissed him. She'd turn too before, we'd notice that. And by the way...", - with this words she put her hand onto Andrew's arm. He didn't move away.

When they stopped kissing, Linda continued:
"Now you are infected. And probably it is not as bad, as I thought. Kissing in that new body is fantastic. You absolutely have to try it"
"And if I'll do this?"
He put his hand on her back. Linda found, that skin around plug was extremely sensitive, moved by new feelings she said:
"I don't mind it. At some other place"
"Ten minutes ago, you were terrified by that"
"You will inflate me, will you?"
"Sure", - he nodded.
"Then there is no problem. I even find it arousing now"
"Deflation?"
"In your hands, yes. By the way, people are looking at us"
They've payed the bill, and left, Andrew was gently hugging his girl's taut and springy waist. To hold her in case of sudden puff of wind, of course. Her significantly expanded curves restrained by garments, as well as bouncy step have attracted puzzled, greasy, impressed, envious, and accusing looks of other visitors. Linda thought, she always had good shape, but she never got such attention, and she started to like it.
Apparently, Andrew wanted his share of glory, so he lifted his girl and carried her in hands towards parking, without any signs of strain. Of course, that was easy, as Linda weight next to nothing. Still nobody around knew that. There was another reason for Andrew's chivalry, Linda was not used to her new condition yet, and that showed, mostly in her walking. Her weight decreased dramatically, while strength hasn't, moving her legs with same force as before transformation, caused leaping in stead of walking. They passed picturesque paved walkway, lit by last rays of setting sun, gorgeous pneumatic Linda in Andrews hands, that picture would do good as a cover for romantic novel.

Once they got to the car, Andrew asked:
"So, where are we going first? To your place?"
"Yes. Though it is already half past seven, I'm not sure, I'll avoid Chris"
"Is it so critical to you, to take your notebook?", - Andrew tried to persuade, with little success.
"Well it is, and by the way, hiding from my brother forever is not a good idea".
Then another idea has come to his mind: "Good, however, he may notice something, I mean, he knows your ordinary looks, and now you are a little ...", - Andrew stopped in the middle of sentence and bit his lip.
Linda, however, didn't seem offended: "Inflated, yes I know. We have to deal with it, right?"
She winked. Andrew nodded after short pondering, put his hand on her back and promised:
"I'll be careful"
"Wait ...", - her words were interrupted by soft 'pop' sound of opening plug, and low, but clearly audible, hissing. Andrew didn't pull plug completely open, so stream of air leaking from Linda was slow. She felt decline of pressure within, her body shrinking, strain of her undergarments cleaving into flesh eased too. Overall sensation was pleasant and arousing. When Andrew returned plug in it's place, first words he heard were
"Why did you stop?"
"Did you want to deflate completely? I thought, we are going to reduce your sizes just a bit, to your former size, am I right?"
"Oh, sorry, I was carried away a bit. Looks like I'm fine now, may be we slightly overdid it"
She looked at crease formed on her tummy.
"No problem, I have a pump here", - Andrew continued.
"I'd love it", - She winked. - "But later"
"I've told you that I don't like curvaceous  girls very much, do you remember?"
She nodded
"Well, I lied, partly. Ah I don't like curves of Jessica, but yours are other case. So, I'd love to inflate you. Very much", - Andrew  referred to their old quarrel and his former colleague, Linda once caught him staring at Jessica's more than ample bust. As a result, Andrew had to assure, he is not a fan of big curves.
She grinned. "I've told you. Later, not now, first lets get my notebook and other things. Sooner we do it, sooner you'll have it", - she said, pressing her boobs together.
"Never seen you so... naughty", - Andrew said. - "Well lets move then, I just can not wait"

As Andrew was driving, Linda decided to call Susan.
"Hello, Sue"
"I was going to call you, how are you? Phil, looks completely different now, that new Kyle&Swenson (I'll use fictional trademarks from now on) vest is superb, and that boots, and belt ..."
"Oh I'm dying to see that, did you bought something for you?"
"Actually yes, why are you asking?", - Sue suddenly turned suspicious.
"I'm pretty sure you did, I know you well, babe", - Linda took a thought. Either Sue was not transformed, or she just tried to conceal that fact from her friend. Sue's voice seemed slightly different, deeper then usual, that was an argument in favor of second option. Reluctant about openly asking, Linda decided to scout a bit more: "So what did you got?"
Sue said: "I've a new nice jeans on, just bought it at Lora D'ora, they have discounts"
"Cool, I've been there week ago there were not any sale, and can you send me an MMS?"
That was a smart move.  Sue understood that, she has fallen into the trap, she had her shapes boosted and that would be surely seen on the photo. Why did Linda asked for the picture? It was very suspicious, so Sue replied cautiously:
"No, no, you'll see it later anyway, and there are to many people around"
Linda kept pressing: "Oh, you are just too lazy to shot a picture. By the way, LD is not your style, and remember, I always know if you are lying..."
Suddenly a new ploy crystallized in Sue's head, she said : "Why should I? By the way, did Andrew caught it too?"
Linda replied automatically: "No he is OK", - immediately understanding her mistake, but it was late.
"Ha! Got you! I didn't told what did he got, and you understood. Hence, you've got it, how does it feel to be blowup?", - Sue was victorious.
Linda only could grumble: "I guess, you already know it well"
"Fine, we are both inflatable now. I have to be afraid, but thats so exciting...", - Sue surely become that lightheaded in all senses, she said that quite loudly.
"You've just told me, there are lots of people around, do they hear you?"
Sue still wasn't worried: "Probably, though nobody cares seemingly".
"Be careful, nobody should know"
"Oopsie, Linda, baby, I'll call you back later", - Sue ended chatter suddenly, leaving Linda to wonder what exactly happened. That urgent reasons will become clear later. In the mean time, Andrew parked near Linda's house. This time, Linda had to walk on her own, do everything naturally. Some windows of her apartment were lit, that implied Chris was at home. In the worst case, he could be at home and not alone. Linda practiced walking a little. This time her step was not bouncy, on the opposite, her legs and rest of the body lacked pressure, girl felt limp. She
"I'm half deflated, this sucks"
"I can fix it in no time, babe", - now Andrew wanted to undo the change and return her lost puff.
Linda hesitated, but decided against inflation: "No, It will be even more noticeable, anyway. Now I just look tired or may be drunk, not good but wouldn't cause much suspicion. Wait here, I'll be back soon"

Five minutes later she overcame stairs, entered into apartments, and even managed to slide into her room, redress, get some clothes and notebook. However, stumbled upon Chris on her way to the door.
He was surprised: "Ah, it is you, I've heard something in your room, you could at least say hello to my friends, we are playing poker tonight"
"Sorry, bro, I'm tired. Feeling somewhat deflated", - Linda couldn't refrain from pun, - "Not in the mood for poker, sorry. And I'm going to stay with Andy tonight, he waits me at the parking"
"So, to make everything clear, you are in the mood for Andrew, not for poker. Huh, have fun"
"Pretty much yes"
"And you really look, how did you say? deflated, yes, wanna coffee?", - Chris seemed worried, because his sister really didn't look good.
"No, thanks, I'm really in a hurry"
"Take care, sister, aren't  you hurrying things with this guy? How long did you know him?"
"Long enough. Bye, bro"
And she left.

On the way towards eastern end, where Andrew rented a flat, another serious problem was discussed.
"Linda, are you hungry?"
"No. We dinned less then hour ago"
"It was before the change, anyway, what will you eat, when you get hungry?"
Linda pondered for a second: "No idea. Do you have some inflatable chicken, latex apples or rubbery bread? Why should I eat at all?"
"Well, your body spends energy, there must be a way, to replenish it, right?"
"May be, may be. We shall find what is edible for me"
"First of all, no fish", - Andrew warned.
"Well, why?"
"Because fishes usually have sharp bones"
"Ah you are right. Thats bad. On the other hand, no more diet! I'll eat as many cookies as you have"
He kept skepticism: "If you can eat cookies, of course"
"Strangely, I'm sure there will be no problem. And what about cola?"
"Whats wrong with it?"
"It has lots of dissolved gas"
"Thats only good, will save me pumping time"
Linda giggled: "And if I get really big and fat with air you will deflate me"
"Exactly. Every woman on Earth must envy"
"By the way, stop there, I want to test that idea", she pointed at a small shop.
Minute later she returned with a bottle of cola. Andrew continued to drive, glancing at his girl from time to time.  She made small sips first, keeping liquid in her mouth for a long time before swallowing. In the beginning nothing happened, Linda almost finished the bottle, when she felt sensations similar to those hour ago, at Ocean Rose coffee bar, than her body started to push outwards, pressurized within. Effect exceeded her expectations, as she only drank about half a litter. Inflation only gained in pace, probably, there was a time lag between drinking and release of gas.
In her underinflated state Linda had merely a B cup, more like an A, thin waist, no butt to speak of. In ten seconds her bust reached C and started to push out of cleavage again, Linda's rear used all the space it had. She had her red sparkled dress on, it was stretchy, but had limits. Expanding hips and butt started to push dress up, also shocked Linda was lifted upwards a bit, as her bottom inflated. Bust was quickly closing to D, expanding where it was possible, closing to girls chin. Dress was already looking like a corset, rather sturdy one, so it kept integrity. Worst of all, dress covered Linda's back, so valve was unreachable. Inflation started to creep towards Linda's arms from her restrained body, this made her belated attempts of unzipping fastener on her back even more futile. Andrew had to stop, to aid her. This took thirty seconds more. And Linda was on the brink of panic. This is what he seen:
His girl had puffed legs and rather thick hips, her butt was almost completely exposed and round, keeping all the chair, dress was pulled upwards to her former waist, yet kept Linda's tummy constrained, tits were huge, pressing into girls face and closing view, arms wide and apparently Linda couldn't bend them anymore. Inflation still went on, yet at a slower pace. Andrew had to reach her back from below, as zipper was stuck. He finally pulled plug and let girl deflate, Linda started to hiss loudly: "Sssss holy sshit, why so long ssss? Everybody around your fsssuking car had epic boob ssshow for free. sssssss"
"I had to stop first, and you could wait with risky experiments till home", - Andrew defended.
"sssss sso it issss my fault now?"
She was already almost normal sized.
"This was an accident"
"You have two arms, one is enough to drive!", - Hissing get lower, Linda passed her normal size before transformation, but continued to quarrel.
"That was not that bad, you were stunningly attractive, while overinflated"
"What? How you dare?", - she shouted, apparently not satisfied with his flattery.
Probably this yell took remaining pressure, because, at this moment Linda felt totally limp and slid slowly onto chair. She made a futile attempt to plug herself, but moment was lost, her arms became weak, her body felt forward, folding on her legs.
"Do something, plug me... please", - her voice faded.
"I'll reinflate you soon, I promise", - Andrew addressed to empty crumpled skin, faint hissing was reply.