Death by Inflation

Ashley was beautiful. Five foot six with a well sculpted body and noticeably inviting breasts. She was one who loved to flaunt her looks by wearing shirts at least two sizes too small. And when none of those could be found, she'd wear a t-shirt, and tie a hoody around her waist in order to pull the bottom of the T down past it and make it tight.

Today, it was cold; Ashley was wearing a hoody rather than using it as an accessory. She also wore some navy sweat pants. The hood lay across her shoulders, bouncing cutely as she walked. Watching not too far away was a girl by the name of Hillary. Hillary wasn't what you'd call overly attractive. She made it through the day simply keeping her spirits up with jokes. She was the type to make fun of herself rather than let teasing get to her. But when Ashley talked to her, it bothered her deeply. In such a way that Hillary wanted revenge.

Ashley spied Hillary and walked over to her, knocking her books from her arms, "Oops, sorry about that, freak." Hillary glared at Ashley, starting to growl. Ashley laughed and walked off. Gathering up her things Hillary muttered to herself, "One of these days... I'll show her what a freak is. I'll show her she's the freakiest thing to hit Mayfield High school..." Suddenly, Hillary got an idea. Biology was next period, followed by lunch. Hillary knew Ashley and herself were in the same lunch period. Hillary went off to Biology, a plan in mind.

Lunch started off without a hitch. Ashley, sitting with her close circle of cheerleader friends, was gossiping, and didn't notice when Hillary strode by and sprinkled something onto Ashley's French fries. Hillary then moved on to her table and folded her hands with a smirk. She watched Ashley intently. Ashley ate her fries and continued to gossip. After lunch was Algebra, this time Hillary wasn't in the same class as Ashley, but she didn't worry, not at all.

"Miss Preda, can you tell me why you're late to class?" said Mrs. Iacco as Ashley strode casually into Algebra five minutes late.

Ashley had simply been gossiping in the hall. She gave a shrug and pranced to her desk. About five minutes into class, Ashley felt strange. Oh man... she thought. I thought my period wasn't until next week. She made a face as her stomach did flip flops. Ashley shot her hand into the air and asked to use the bathroom. When permission was granted, she hurried from the room.

As Ashley headed down the hall, she had to stop, she was simply to nauseous to make it any farther. Leaning against a wall, Ashley placed a delicate hand to her tummy. An odd feeling came over her. Looking down, Ashley's eyes widened. Her stomach began to feel full. She hadn't eaten -that- much had she?

Rubbing her tummy with her hand she waited for the feeling to go away, but it didn't. Instead it got worse. Ashley let out a groan of discomfort.

Then something strange happened. Ashley watched with surprise as her tummy started to get bigger. She blinked to make sure she wasn't imagining it but low and behold, her tummy was filling up like a balloon. She put her hands on her tummy, feeling them being pushed away as it became a belly. She looked several months pregnant and was still expanding.

"W...what's happening to me?!" she exclaimed in a frightened tone.

Frozen by fear, Ashley just stared as her belly grew fat with god knows what. It was the size of a basketball now, growing with a steady rate. She looked full term pregnant and ready to deliver at any second, her belly now creeping out from under her hoody. That wasn't the only thing though. Ashley felt her hips start filling up. Her belly and hips combined drove her legs apart and she nearly lost her balance.

Next, Ashley's sides started swelling, her arms slowly being pushed upward. Now her breasts would begin to inflate, pressing tight against the fabric of her hoody. In a short time, her hoody was completely filled. Ashley, entirely petrified by fear and surprise, only whimpered.

Her body didn't stop growing. The seams of her hoody slowly split as her torso became more and more ball like. Her crotch ballooned downward, absorbing her swelling legs into her ball-like body. Ashley took a few wobbly steps forward which shredded her hoody completely, leaving her in an overstretched sport's bra and sweatpants which were down around her rapidly disappearing ankles.

Her bra snapped, letting her beach ball sized breasts bounce freely. This didn't last long as they flattened out against her distended form. Ashley could only waddle around flapping her hands and whimpering. One could weigh her at this point and see her tip the scales at an easy 6 or 7 hundred pounds. She found it harder and harder to waddle as he continued to swell up. Ashley now resembled a human water balloon, her head, feet, and hands the only thing making her look remotely human.

Ashley stopped altogether, yielding as her body grew outward. When she finally stopped growing, there was pressure in her, but it didn't seem to be getting any bigger. Just then, Hillary strode down the hall from Art class, a hall pass in her hand. She was headed Ashley's way. "Oh, I was hoping to get down the hall, but I can't, seeing as you're blocking it, freak."

Ashley looked down at Hillary, flapping her hands in frustration. "You retard, you are so dead. Just wait until I tell Mr.-"

Hillary cut her off "You won't be talking to anyone." she said coolly, producing a sharpened pencil from her binder. Ashley whimpered and tried to waddle away. But she couldn't. She was a sitting duck at Hillary's mercy. Hillary closed an eye, drawing her right arm back. Then she threw the pencil like a dart and BLSHHHH!!!

The cops had no explanation for what had happened. Witnesses concur that they all heard a large bang and went to check it out. A young girl named Hillary said she was splashed with what she thought was red paint while going to retrieve a book from her locker and that's all. The same day and girl named Ashley Preda went missing. Well, that's too bad. At least people can get through that hallway again.