Umbrella

Ada Wong took one look at the tiny impish .. thing and snorted to herself.

Her superiors had certainly never mentioned anything about this peculiar little creature; perhaps because they hadn't known themselves, but more likely because it was so harmless and .. but why would Umbrella breed something harml ..

Before Ada could conclude her thoughts, the creature puffed itself up, to become a tiny sphere and then just as swiftly deflated again, filling the whole chamber with a thick cloud of glittering spores.

Ada gasped in horrified surprise, inadvertently breathing hundreds of the spores into her system. Almost instantly they caused some kind of chemical reaction and she suddenly felt extremely swollen and puffy all over, groaning helplessly and breathing in even more of the spores, as she exploded out of her red dress and black tights, swelling into a tight pink sphere.

The more she struggled and moaned, the more the spores were drawn into her, until the room was more or less clear once again, by which time the creature had vanished and Ada was about as big and round as she was going to get, already feeling ready to burst at any moment.

Her bloated belly-button squeezed out with an audible 'pop' and her once beautiful feet bloomed into giant pink balloons, waggling feebly as though being inflated on a helium tank.

"Too ... big!" groaned Ada, to the empty chamber "Ugh so ... swollen ... bloated!"

Her breasts had reached the size of huge beachballs, her nipples stretched ominously across.

It was then that someone spotted Ada on a security monitor in grainy monotone.

"Ah!" said Annette Birkin with a sultry smile "It seems our little Hy4 units have been successful in apprehending us a nasty Umbrella spy!".

Annette zoomed in for a close up and watched for a few moments, as Ada struggled helplessly even as her limbs tightened further and her belly continued to squeak and expand, but at a much slower rate.

"My, my - I'm surprised she hasn't exploded already! I guess she is one of their best ... ".

Pressing a few buttons on the control console, Annette called up the room data, discovering that Ada was actually trapped inside the facility's waste compactor chamber - a futuristic cell that could be sealed off and filled with a vacuum, which would crush all the garbage that was dumped there from the various rooms in the complex.

Feeling very pleased with herself and wearing a broad grin, Annette pressed some other buttons and activated the disposal protocol.

Inside the cell, Ada stopped struggling for a moment as a low whirring sound became apparent. Suddenly a series of steel shutters crashed down, sealing off the two doorways and the small window.

"Wha .. what is .. happen .. happening?" she squeaked desperately, her voice growing much more higher in pitch as the oxygen was sucked from the room, through almost imperceptible grates in the walls.

Annette watched gleefully as Ada's face became a picture of concentration, her cheeks blowing out into huge spheres and her belly showing obvious strain as the air inside began to push outwards in all directions.

"N .. NO!" she squealed, her voice sounding like a violin string snapping "G .. going to ... EXPLODE!"

Her feet and toes quickly doubled in size, shuddering violently, while her breasts became two enormous balloons, shiny and round. Her belly was on the brink of bursting completely, but just about holding out, now a gigantic pink blimp, topped by her incredibly puffy and swollen face.

"Bl .. bl .. blub .. bellieeee!" she shrilled, as her navel reached it's bursting point, now ten times it's original size.

By now, Ada filled approximately half the whole chamber and Annette knew that to prolong this conditioning would lead in moments to a very gruesome and potentially messy ending for her unfortunate captive.

She quickly slapped the palm of her right hand onto the large, red, mushroom-shaped emergency stop button and watched the immense form of Ada Wong fall to floor, looking more like a cluster of different sized shiny pink balloons.

For a brief moment, Annette felt some sense of pity for her hapless victim, but it passed within seconds as she recalled the nature of her visitor.

Umbrella spy!