Inflatable Woman vs Poker

There was trouble on the outskirts of town. My patrol of the inner city had focused my attentions on only one area, and now innocent folk were in peril. Quickly, my trusty sidekick BubbleBoy and I squeezed into the BalloonMobile and rolled to the rescue. I had a hard time steering the vehicle because BubbleBoy had become so inflated during our last crime-stopping spree.

We arrived at the Kane Ranch at 123 Inflate Street. BubbleBoy bounced ahead of me as we raced to the rear of the homestead where we heard cries for help. As I ran, my breasts bounced and jumped within my red latex suit. I was only slightly inflated from our last fiasco with a gang of thieves who had tried to steal some helium tanks from the local floral shoppe. One of the thugs shot a blast of helium gas at me, but I had luckily controlled myself and not gotten very big.

BubbleBoy raced around to the back of the house before I could catch up. As I turned the corner, I nearly stumbled right past my arch foe...Poker! I stopped short, lost my balance, and fell right into a small pond behind the house. Spinning around I found Poker clutching BubbleBoy as a hostage, the evil man's pointy sharp nose pressed firmly against my humble chum's chubby face.

"Inflatable Woman! You have stumbled right into my hands!" the Poker sneered. "Not to mention the pond..."

"You wish, Poker! Let the boy go!" I told the piercing persona of corruption before me.

Poker suddenly twirled BubbleBoy around and gave the young man's round rear-end a swift kick. I watched as my poor partner flew up into the air, over the house and into the next county.

"I always was good at kickball in school," the Poker postured, turning his baneful gaze back to me. But hHis eyes suddenly flew open wide.

"Now you will face my wrath!" I snarled as I spread my black latex cape out behind me. But it wasn't the cape that captured Poker's attention. He watched intently as the front of my latex superheroine suit began to puff outward.

The costume grew tighter against my body as the top of the outfit pushed further outward as my ballooning bust enlarged bigger and bigger. I breathed heavily into my mask, trying to keep my moans to myself as the sensations of my bloating chest and tightening outfit wiggled orgasmic fingers of passion throughout my body.

"Wait! No! Maybe I've made a mistake!" Poker cried as he watched my huge breasts blow up bigger and bigger in the tight crimson top.

I sprang from the water, arms outstretched and ready to tackle. I landed against Poker, shoving him to the ground. My hands grasped his face, turning the piercing point of his nose away from myself. Sitting now on his midsection, I leaned over and pressed my inflating boobs against the side of his head. He squirmed and bucked against me. Yes. Oh yes.

"Are you going to be a good boy, Poker?" I said, as my gigantic breasts grew against his head, blocking out everything except my half-snarling, half-sighing voice. I was having a hard time containing the ecstasy that inflating brought to my loins.

I heard a muffled acclamation of atonement beneath my growing breasts.

"I can't hear you!" I cooed, the sensations building while I ballooned.

I was a goner. He had me right where he wanted me. Help. Help.