Safe as Houses

"...are you sure this is safe?" Nathan asked, tapping the plastic nozzle. "Safe" being a relative term, he thought, considering the dubious hobbies of his girlfriend Maria, one of which apparently involved a nozzle inserted into the tip of his manhood that connected to an industrial-gauge tire pump. And standing naked in the middle of her living room, no less.

"Safe as houses," Maria chirped, fiddling with some gauges on the pump.

"Have you done this before?"

"Technically."

"...technically?"

She glanced at the nozzle. "Are you still imagining me having sex with my twin sister? We don't want it getting limp and falling out, you know."

"Yes." He paused. "Do you have a twin sister?"

"Nope. I just said that for your benefit." Content with the results, she hopped up onto the couch and took hold of the handle. Nathan wasn't entirely sure how she managed to get it through the door, but that was the least of his concerns once she brought the handle down.

*PSSSST*

His stomach surged out, going from "trim" to "beer gut" in an instant. A puff of air remained near the point of entry, making his erection slightly more erect. Confused, he tapped at his gut with his finger. "What the..."

Maria beamed. "It worked!" She raised the handle again. "Number two!"

"Wait a-"

*PSSSST*

In one quick growth Nathan's shoulders rounded out, his arms - once thin - grew puffy, and his pectorals rose up on his chest.

"Ooh, the bodybuilder look," Maria cooed. "Too bad I'm not much for muscle-heads. Number three!"

*PSSSST*

His pecs rounded out further as his arms swelled even more, making them a little harder to bend.

"Number four!"

*PSSSST*

He grunted as his belly billowed, now sticking out nearly as far as he was wide, and his pecs grew into breasts that would have looked far more at home on Maria than him. "Could you slow down?"

Maria stopped in mid-handle-raise, giving him puppy dog eyes. "What, are you worried?"

"A little."

She leaned forward, "accidentally" pressing the pump handle down as she looked into his eyes.

*pssssssssssst*

After a few seconds of struggling with his new, slightly inflated upper body he managed to look over his shoulder, noting that his back wasn't quite as rounded before this began.

"I get that this is strange," she said. "But have I ever intentionally hurt you before?"

"No."

"Are you hurting now?"

"No, I'm just a little-"

"Swollen?"

"Yeah."

"Could you describe it?"

Nathan thought for a moment. "It's a little hard to move," he said, wiggling his arms, "and I feel lighter, but kind of bloated."

She grinned, enthusiastically raising the handle again. "There now, you see?"

*PSSSST*

"Safe."

*PSSSST*

"As."

*PSSSST*

"Houses."

*PSSSST*

"...and one for good luck!"

*PSSSST*

The last pump of air flowed into his midsection, his back and belly swelling around his sides into a three-foot sphere protruding from his lower body. His neck and shoulders grew as well, inflating into rounded parodies of their former selves, making it difficult to move the bloated sausages his arms had become. Somewhere out of his view were his legs, nearly three times wider than normal but still barely able to keep him standing. As he shifted on his feet, though, he could feel something long and round tapping against the underside of his belly, making a faint, hollow "boomp-boomp-boomp" as it bounced against him.

"You know," Maria said, "this is interesting. You're not inflating anything like women usually do. The breasts, legs and butt are usually the first to grow, but with you it went straight to your gut, arms and shoulders." A beat. "Some of the time for women, at least. I don't know, I didn't go to college for this."

"...is that noise what I think it is?" he asked.

"Oh, and there too." She drummed her fingers eagerly on the handle. "Well, back to work!"

*PSSSST*

His chest began to flatten, merging with the curve of his belly as it swelled a few more inches.

*PSSSST*

His legs took on a conical shape as they spread outward, beginning to be absorbed by the rest of his rounded bulk. His balance thrown off, he waved his thick arms feebly in a vain attempt to keep his balance as he slowly tipped onto his backside. He rocked forward again, but not all the way; as he came to rest on two spheres he realized that yes, -all- of his manhood was growing.

*PSSSST*

His arms followed his legs in suit, bulging outward and taking what little mobility he had left. He could only lie there, watching as Maria mischievously manned the pump, filling him with air, watching as he grew bigger...

*PSSSST*

...and bigger...

*PSSSST*

...and bigger...

*PSSSST*

...and -bigger-...

*PSSSST*

Maria pushed the handle down one final time, wiping her brow, and took stock of her handiwork. Judging from previous experience (the details of which she kept quiet on) she figured that her boyfriend turned test subject turned human balloon had to have been around seven feet from top to bottom and side to side. All that remained of his arms and legs were shallow, wide, round bumps, with his hands and feet in indents in their centers. As she circled around him she couldn't help but notice that his limbs and head were positioned back from the center; she supposed that he swelled forward more than around. Huh. Strange, she thought, though not entirely unexpected.

As she returned to his front, she turned her attention to his one very obvious protrusion. It had grown far beyond anything even remotely normal, situated between two fleshy volleyballs, pumped to a foot across and reaching up from the floor to her chest. About the shape and size of a curved helium tank, she thought wryly. She brushed the underside of it with her finger, and was rewarded with a moan from Nathan. "How do you feel?" she asked.

"Kind of... full."

Maria rolled her eyes, letting out a "pfft." "Oh, that's a given. I mean besides that."

"I don't know, it's sort of like I'm relaxed and tense at the same time." He paused to test the limits of his mobility, only managing to flex his fingers, wiggle his toes and move his head side to side slightly. "Like I'm stretching a muscle or something, except it's all of them. It's weird."

"Do you feel like you're full?"

"Not really, no." A second later Maria returned to the pump, and his eyes widened as he realized just why she she would ask that. "Wait a minute, what are-"

*PSSSST*

Nathan felt another rush of air enter his body at high speed, his body gently swaying back and forth for a second before coming to rest.

"I've got a theory," she said. "See, I could've stuck the nozzle in your belly button, but - and this is just a theory, mind - but I think that Little Nathan-"

"-That's- what you call it?!"

"-that Little Nathan," she continued, "is a little pressure valve for the rest of you. If you get too big, it lets off the excess. So what I'm going to do is test this theory."

He did not find this theory much to his liking. "How big is 'too big?'"

"Larger than you can handle."

He gaped at her. "You're going to pop me?"

"No, I'm going to -not- pop you." She raised the handle. "What do I keep saying?"

"'Safe as houses?'"

"That's right! Guys like you don't come along every day, you know?"

*PSSSST*

*PSSSST*

*PSSSST*

Nathan could only lie there helplessly as Maria pumped away. Slowly but steadily he swelled, inch by inch, his skin almost but not quite stretching enough to accommodate the growing volume of air. The pressure continued to mount, and as his body grew larger his head, hands and feet sank into him, depriving him of what little movement he had left.

*PSSSST*

*PSSSST*

*PSSSST*

His skin was impossibly tight, so strained by his internal pressure that it had taken on a dull shine in the light of the room. Maria must have known he was at his limit - she had to! - but she continued to pump away, out of sight. Nathan knew the air was still going into him, but not where it was all going.

*PSSSST*

Then, he had his answer.

Rising up beyond the horizon of his chest was, well, -him-: It stretched up towards the ceiling, longer now than he was high and so thick that even if he could use his arms he doubted he could reach all the way around. More than the size, what surprised him was how it was all plump, smooth curves, looking more like a parade float than a part of his anatomy. Despite how full the rest of him was Nathan wanted to see just how big he could get, and considering how passionate Maria was about her hobbies, something told him that she felt the same way.

*PSSSST*

*PSSSST*

*PSSSST*

He watched as it grew higher with each surge of air, mentally cheering it on as it neared the ceiling. Even as the pressure mounted he hoped for more, and even as it took on the same dull shine as the rest of his body he told himself, over and over, that he still had room.

Finally, the pumping came to an end, and Nathan snapped back to reality. The entirety of his vision was taken up by the curve of his taut, swollen belly and the bloated length of his manhood. He was tight all over, and occasionally he could hear a faint creaking emanating from himself.

Then he heard Maria raise the handle on the pump one last time.

*PSSSST*

The pressure grew to unbearable levels as the air shifted inside of him, searching for room he no longer had. His skin throbbed as it squeaked and groaned, and he let out a muffled cry as he stretched tighter and tighter, and then-

Then the nozzle slid out of place, and his enormous endowment trembled before letting loose with a loud torrent of air, the force of the blast rocking him violently and forcing Maria to flee the room. Nathan's mind went blank as his body went weak, caught up in the powerful, endless feeling of release, and Maria could only watch, transfixed, as he experienced the climax of her efforts, her thoughts racing with scenarios and fantasies.

It was over a minute before Nathan's deflation finally ended, and a few seconds after that before Maria finally snapped out of her trance. His body was back down to seven feet, and the rest of him was... impressive, but still manageable. Lucky for her. As she approached him she pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the side. "It looks like it worked, as I expected. Are you okay?"

Nathan attempted to formulate an intelligent reply, but could only come up with, "arghbulpflhl..."

"Do you need some time?"

"Ahhn."

She nodded, continuing to shed clothing. "I'll take that as a yes."

A few moments later he finally said, "okay, I'm... wow."

"I told you you'd be okay," she replied, discarding her panties.

"That was better than 'okay.'" He paused. "But I'm still huge."

"It would keep you from popping." She padded over to the wall, picking up a short stepladder and unfolding it before walking back. "I didn't say anything about it deflating you completely."

"Oh." At least she didn't turn me into a poodle this time, he thought. "So how are you going to deflate me?"

In reply, a nude Maria came into view, scaling the stepladder and making a spread-eagle leap onto him. Nathan let out a surprised cry as he rolled onto his back from the force of impact, wobbling as she landed on him belly-first. As the shaking subsided she pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, slowly crawling towards his head. Her smile was positively feral. "I've got some ideas."

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