Flight

It was a beautiful, clear morning out in the Nevada desert. The sky was a deep, clear blue, with only tiny wisps of clouds. From where Kristin now stood, there was nothing around for nearly fifty miles. No farms, no Indian reservations, not even a flight path for air traffic. All was silent except for the light breeze.

Kristin checked the equipment around her. Everything was ready, spread out on the sandy ground around her. Next on the checklist was herself. Kristin pulled off her tank top first, feeling the breeze on her firm B-cup breasts as she stretched and pulled the top over her shoulder-length brown hair. She loved going topless whenever she could, and the desert gave her ample opportunities for sunbathing. She tugged off her shorts and panties next, and tossed them aide along with her tank top. She brushed her hands up her flat stomach, then up to caress her breasts and nipples, sending tingles of excitement and anticipation through her body.

Kristin's nipples were long and rock-hard as she fondled them. She smiled, thinking back on the search to fulfill her fantasy. It had taken a months just to find a doctor willing to perform the operation. Expandable implants were experimental, especially ones that were designed to be filled by their owner through special valves implanted in the nipples. They were the newest rage in some of the underground European clubs; the dancers would come out on stage and actually pump up their breasts by a cup size or more, then pump them back out after the show to repeat the act to another packed house of boob-lovers.

Kristin had gotten the valves put in a year ago; her nipples had grown accustomed to being permanently stiff; in fact, that sensation alone made the operation worthwhile to Kristin. The doctor had thought it strange that she also wanted a valve in her navel as well, but money made him stop asking questions. She had told him that the implants themselves were being put in later by another doctor, so he had never wondered why she never came back. She had other plans.

Her boyfriend Alan was a biochemist who had been working on compounds to help improve the skin's elastic and cell-growth properties for skin graft operations. Along the way, he had discovered variations of the formula that could truly cause wrinkles to fade, and the cosmetics industry had rewarded him well. Alan's formula had been the other ingredient to making Kristin's wish come true.

Kristin rubbed a breast and tugged it up to her lips, licking the nipple for an extra thrill. Most B-cup women couldn't easily suck on their own nipples, but thanks to Alan's formula, Kristin's skin had taken on an amazing elasticity. She had rubbed it into her body daily for the past year to get to this point. Kristin dropped the tingling breast; it snapped back to its usual perky shape with a satisfying jiggle.

Now was the time. Kristin picked up the valve attachments first. She fitted the first one to her left nipple. It pinched for a moment as it engaged the implanted nipple valve. She did the same for her right nipple, and then settled the navel valve attachment into her bellybutton. Each valve fitting had a release toggle which would open the valve; to each of these she attached thin cables which were connected to rings she slipped over her fingers--Left nipple and bellybutton to her left hand, and her right nipple to her right hand. Now, she could release the valves with a simple tug of the appropriate cables. She clipped the safety tether to her right ankle, and tied its release to her wrist.

Anticipation made her shiver as she gathered up the hoses. She had practiced with Alan in her garage many times before, testing the valves and fittings, but only to limited amounts. Today was the real thing.

She attached the first hose to her left nipple valve, then did the same with the right. The third hose clicked onto her navel valve. Everything was ready. She reached over to the tanks to her right, and opened the first two valves.

"Aaaah!" Kristin gasped as the first wave of pleasure hit when the helium began rushing into her breasts. She stroked them as they swelled to volleyball size, then basketball size. She had stopped before at that point in the tests, but now she let the gas flow freely. Her breasts inflated to beachball size and beyond. Kristin smiled and rubbed the sides of them; there was no pain, just a pleasant tugging sensation on her skin and a wonderful feeling of fullness.

Kristin marveled at her ballooning assets; her zeppelin boobs kept inflating until they covered the front of her body; there was no way now she could reach her nipples. She felt the undersides of her breasts brush her stomach, then her thighs, and finally the ground itself, and still they grew... incredible boob-balloons that grew bouncy and light with helium as they expanded. They swelled to five feet across, coming up to her chin. The pressure inside was exquisite; Kristin had loved the feeling as she blew herself up in the garage tests; this was more extreme and wonderfully intense.

At last, the pressure in her boobs triggered the safety release. The hoses popped off her nipples, sending a wild tingle through Kristin's engorged breasts. She admired her outlandish expanse of inflated boobage; each was over eight feet around; she couldn't see over the tops of them.

Kristin experimented with a few hops in place. Her breasts bounced like giant rubber balls. She could lean into them, and feel them push her away. Still, her helium boobs alone weren't enough. She opened the third valve.

The gas rushed into Kristin's belly. She felt her ballon-boobs move as her belly swelled beneath them. Her boobs lifted up and moved to the sides as her belly inflated. Kristin reveled in the glorious swelling sensation as her belly expanded to match her boobs for size.

At last, she began to float. She bumped against the tether on her ankle as her belly and boobs began lifting her. Still, her stomach grew, filling with gas and pulling her her skyward. Kristin's arms were pushed out to the sides as her belly swelled; the pressure inside making her nerves tingle with new sensations. the helium inside pulled more strongly as she swelled, she began to float up sideways as her ankle tether held her down. Her belly hose popped off, the little burst of pressure propelling her back, then she bobbed back up on her tether.

Kristin grabbed the line hanging from her wrist and tugged; the tether on her ankle released. Free, now, she floated skyward, rolling lazily over until her breasts and belly pointed upward. The breeze caressed Kristin's tightly stretched skin, sending quivers of pleasure through her. She drifted upward, carried on the breeze, feeling the warm sun on her skin, She was a distended, pink mass of boobs and belly skimming over the sun-drenched landscape.

The feeling of flight was intoxicating, almost as much as the feeling she got from being inflated. Kristin closed her eyes and drank in the sensations. The sun warmed the helium inside her; she could feel her body still expanding in the heat. She turned her head to look down; she was about a mile up, it seemed, and still slowly rising while she drifted eastward on the breeze. Down below, she saw a faint plume of dust. That would be Alan chasing her in the truck on the ground, as planned.

She tugged on her belly valve cable; a puff of gas from the valve pushed her down a bit, then she bobbed back up. She pulled the cable longer and vented some more helium; she didn't want to go too high. At last, Kristin settled into a peaceful drift. The breeze on her nipples was delightful, as was the sensation as it caressed the increasingly moist spot between her legs... She pressed her arms against her swollen sides, making her belly and boobs quiver in a delightful way; soon she reached orgasm from the amazing sensations.

At last, she knew she had to come down. She pulled on the belly valve cable, holding the valve open. Helium hissed out, and she felt her belly soften as the pressure released. The stretched-out flesh settled around her waist as she drifted down. She pulled on the nipple valve cables, deflating her breasts so she could see as she floated down to land. Her feet touched the ground while her body was still ballooned with the gas. She let go of the cables, leaving herself partially filled and feeling wonderfully light as Alan pulled up in the truck, still some distance away.

Kristin's belly and boobs were flaccid yet still buoyant with helium, The sensation as they flopped and bobbed with each movement was erotic in a new way. She waved as Alan approached. "It was incredible!" She called out. "I can't wait to do it again!"

"Really!" Alan smiled. "I got it all filmed, too. From when you started inflating, all the way to the landing here. You'll love it!"

Kristin smiled. She loved seeing herself nude, she could only imagine what seeing herself all blown up would be like... The tapes they'd made in the garage had been good enough, and that was only when she'd inflated her self to basketball-size. "I can't wait. Actually there's something else I can't wait for," she said, wrapping Alan up in the canyon of her soft, billowy cleavage. She pressed her soft but still-inflated belly up to him. "How about making love to your balloon girl, hmm?"

She helped him out of his clothes, although mostly she just surrounded him in her huge, billowing boobs as he peeled off his clothing. She pulled him down onto her pillowy belly and wrapped her immense boobs around him as he settled deep inside her, each thrust making her body bounce and wobble like a children's blow-up playhouse. The longest, most incredible orgasm of her life welled up, making her bloated form jiggle and bounce even more. Spent at last, she helped Alan down from her belly and propped herself up against the side of the truck.

"Wow!" was all Kristin could say as she caught her breath.

Alan caressed one of her sagging boobs, stoking an aureola as big as his head. "I don't know if you'll ever go back to your normal size." He unfastened the valve fitting and fingered Kristin's nipple.

"Mmmmmm..." Kristin purred. "I don't think I care. I just want to do this again tomorrow."