Mask, The

I came jogging around the corner trotting up in the parking lot of the apartment complex I lived at. I panted and wheezed. Jogging always took a lot out of me. My purple exercise outfit, clinging tightly against me like a second skin, creaked at the seams as my large 68GG's bounced heavily with every jostling step.

As I got to the apartment building and entered, I noticed a large package sitting next to the mailboxes. Stopping to inspect it, I found the package addressed to me. I snatched the package up excitedly and skipped up the stairs to my third floor apartment, my big boobs doing another quivering dance in the tight purple outfit.

Going inside my humble apartment, I went into the kitchen and got a glass of water then went into my spacious living room (the only spacious room in the place). I plopped down on my gold-yellow couch and opened the package.

"Hmmm, this is interesting," I said as I pulled out a purple-colored clear plastic mask. It looked like one of those white filter masks that doctors and nurses wear that fits over only nose and mouth.

I took out two pieces of paper that were within the package. The first one was a list of brief instructions. It read: Without adjustments to the "mouthpiece," place securely over mouth and nose and breath deeply to assist in respiratory functions after exercise. There was a little picture of the mask with the words THE AIR ASSISTOR. I thought it slightly odd but it looked like the instructions had been typed fresh on the paper. Even the picture of the mask looked photo-copied and pasted onto the page.

I looked at the second piece of paper. The text on it was hand written. It read: I know you exercise a lot and get quite out of breath. I hope this little gift helps you. It didn't have a name signed on the bottom but I could only assume it was from my friend, Wendy. She was about the only one who knew I exercised often. Well, there was HER friend, Arlene, who hated my guts and had seen me in my workout outfit and made comments on my big breasts that she was always resentful of. I think she was more resentful of a lot of her ex-boyfriends chasing after me.

I discounted Arlene sending me any assistance. I'd expect her to send me a dozen chocolate cakes to assist in ruining my figure, not something to help me exercise. Of course, since all the fat in my body typically went to two places…my left and right breasts…maybe she'd be helping.

Still wheezing a bit, I took the purple mask and put it over my nose and mouth. I made sure it was pressed to my cheeks. I made sure I didn't touch or apply pressure to the round "air port" at the end of the mask for it seemed to be a dial of sorts and the instructions said not to adjust it. The mask cupped over my chin. It covered my mouth and nose perfectly. Making sure it was secure, I took my hand away and to my surprise it didn't fall off. In fact, when I reached for it again and gently tried to pull it from my face it wouldn't budge. IN FACT, THERE SEEMED TO BE SOME SORT OF GLUE SUBSTANCE MAKING IT ADHERE TO MY SKIN!!

The cordless phone rang and I got up and went to it. It was set to the wall near the entry to my kitchen.

"Hello?" I said sounding somewhat muffled with my mouth behind the plastic mask.

As I breathed in I was aware of this prickly tingly sensation all over my body.

"Hi, Helia. Have you got the mask on?" a female voice asked. At first I couldn't make it out then I realized...

"ARLENE! So you are up to this trick!" I exclaimed loudly though it was quite muffled.

"It is a trick but you are going to be the only one that is up," the evil girl snickered on the other end of the line. "Blown up big and round like a balloon, that is."

The tingly sensation increased and I felt my whole body swell just a tad, just enough to make my skin taut like a new balloon with that first blast of air.

"What? How are you doing it? How did you know?" I exclaimed, wondering how she was blowing me up and how she knew I was home and had the package.

"Oh, I am sitting out in your parking lot. I saw you and those monstrosities of yours bouncing into your apartment." Arlene said as I moved through the living room, down the hall and to my bedroom. There, peeking out the window, I saw a hand waving. "Hi there."

"You... You..." I stuttered, gasping. As I inhaled my body trembled slightly as air rushed in through the mask. Something else was happening though. My head was swimming, dizzy, like...

"The mask filters the air if you are wondering. I set it only to filter in helium molecules," the girl said as I moved away from the window and hurried back to the living room where there was room to grow.

I grabbed at the air port on the end of the mask, where the air was being taken in. I tried to twist the dial but it wouldn't turn.

"If you are trying to turn the knob it won't work. I glued that along with the outer rim of the mask. I assure you it is stuck quite nicely where it is at."

I began to gasp, taking in gulps of air in my panic.

"No! Noo! NOOO!!" I cried as I dropped the cordless phone and wrapped my arms around my tightening slowly swelling body. My outfit and skin felt tight and rubbery.

I had never inflated with pure helium before. The pure helium molecules filtering through the special mask were affecting my body and triggering my special condition in a particular way. It wasn't an all together bad sensation just that typically I was in full control whereas now I was just getting full without control. The other fact was that I was growing faster ingesting the helium separated air and it wasn't just in the chest department. I could feel the helium affecting my entire body.

"Oh my goodness!" I squealed as my boobs expanded to over-inflated spheres about the size of a couple basketballs. The workout outfit with its super elastic spandex material seemed to be holding up well. It always seemed like my boobs at a normal size, when bouncing and jiggling about, would blow the seams. The garment was containing my bloated bouncers quite sufficiently.

I gasped again as my belly bulged, pulling the workout outfit tight against my flesh. I received a small wedgy between my also plumpening buttcheeks. I could feel my thighs and lower legs swell. The helium was really affecting me.

I walked awkwardly out of the living room, grabbing the cordless phone as I went, almost falling over. I went down the hall towards my apartment door hoping to get out of my place before I got too big. As I went I passed a full length mirror catching a glimpse of my new form. I looked like a huge pregnant girl with giant tits.

Squeezing out of the apartment door just in time, I waddled and hopped down the steps to the ground floor. I went outside finding Arlene standing there holding onto her own phone.

"My, don't you look delicious," she snickered looking at my huge body.

"Why are you doing this? Are you still mad at me for things I had no control over? For your ex-boyfriends…Rick and Todd and David and Jerome and Benny…er…for all of them dropping you for me?" I asked the dark haired girl.

"No," she said as she stepped up and, before I could move, punched me in the bloated tummy. The air left me in a gust but the massive inhalation that followed made me roar up with a fresh blast of helium. "I am doing this because you are so fun to blow up."

The workout outfit stretched but my poor soft leather workout boots split down the seams, starting to peel over like a skinned banana. My arms snapped out as they too filled with helium. I thought at any moment I would up and float away but the weight that already existed on my bubbling body was keeping me somewhat grounded. How long this wold last I did not know! With my arms taut with air I could not stop the girl from pushing my gigantic tummy. She pushed in, making me expel air. As my huge belly sucked out, additional air would fill me bigger. She continued to do this "pumping" action on my tummy which only made me bigger and bigger.

"Stop! STOP! I'm getting too big!" I cried in between air rushing out then rushing into me.

Arlene pumped a few more times, finally stopping and stepping back to view her handiwork.

"My gosh, girlfriend. You are a sight! I wonder what my ex's would say now seeing you all fattened up," she teased.

"I'm too big!" I cried as I towered over her. My outfit was so tight. It was riding up between my legs and gripping my giant round tits. My belly was humongus.

"One more pump for good measure," Arlene said shoving both her palms against my huge tummy.

"NO! DON'T! I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE!"

Pump! Bigger…

Pump! Bigger…

Pump! BIGGER…

I couldn't maintain my balance any longer and fell backwards. My feet going out from beneath me. My butt hit the pavement…WHOMP!…and suddenly I was way up in the air. "NNNNOOOOOOoooooo!!"

I came down, hitting the pavement again. My giant ballooned body like a huge ball.

BOING! I went flying back up into the air. "HELLLPPPP!!"

"Wow! I've created a… bouncing balloon girl," Arlene laughed. She took a seat on the step of the apartment entry way and watched the spectacle.

She WOULD pay.