Only in Cartoons

"Sweetie... Can you turn the tv down, please?" It was 16 years ago on a hazy afternoon. The outside heat bled against the windows as it stifled the cool breeze of the indoor air conditioning.

 

"Aww... Okay mom" A young girl, roughly 9 years old with short blonde hair, that dangled off her fringe, in front of her light cyan eyes, was sat next to the television. She reached forward, picking up the little black handset before pressing the rubber 'volume' button down. She looked back up at the set eagerly as her favourite program started. Leaning forward while watching intently, her nose pressed against the screen. Her eyes widened as the man in the tv began to blow himself up. First his stomach became rounder, his little shirt struggling against his increasing size as the buttons threatened to pop off at any moment. Then his arms and legs rounded out, sinking into his swelling body as he began to rise into the air.

 

The young girls mouth opened instinctively, gaping at the television as she turned to call her mother. "Mom? Can we turn into a balloon?" Resuming to watch the screen as the little man grew bigger and bigger. 

 

Her mother stopped in the doorway of the room, peering in, curious of her daughters question. "Balloon? I'm sorry Succi, hun..." A smile lit up across her face.

 

"It's only in cartoons..."

 

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"It's only in cartoons, babe. It only works in cartoons." Jonathan looked into his girlfriends blue eyes, whilst he stroked her long hair. Damn, she was looking good tonight, but he couldn't help feeling a bit uneasy with the way she acted.

 

Succi playfully slapped his chest, giggling at the concerned look on Jon's face. "That reminds me of something my mother used to say. Somehow I never quite believed her though." She slumped forward, laying on top of his fit figure, her breasts supported not far from his jaw line. "You are going to prove her and everybody else wrong."

 

"Why me?"

 

"Because I love you..."

 

"So you're going to turn me into a balloon?"

 

"Something like that.."

 

"Babe, this is too weird. I'm going to get some air?" Jonathan looked her in the eye, shook his head and pushed him and Succi up as he lifted a leg up to get off the bed.

 

"Oh no you don't!" She pounced forward, her ample breasts contained within her bra, pushing deep into his face, knocking Jon back onto the bed. "Where'd you think you're going?" She giggled as she reached under the mattress for a pair of fluffy pink handcuffs, one of her props from a previous engagement. "Now stay still!" Quickly she looped the cuffs through the bed rest and snapped them onto both his hands, locking him in place.

 

"Aww, c'mon babe. This isn't funny" Tugging at the handcuffs, unable to move them an inch.

 

Succi laughed at the helpless man, grinning from ear to ear as he struggled. "Well I can't have my balloon running away now... Can I...?" She reached under the bed, rummaging through one of her half packed suitcase, stopping suddenly and smiling at him as she felt it. "Got it!" She clasped her fingers around the long cylindrical item before pulling it out, placing it in front of him.

 

"Is that what I think it is?..." He stared at the item.

 

"Depends, what you think it is...."

 

"A bicycle pump?" 

 

Succi winked at him, running a hand down his abdominal muscles. "So you're more than just good looks babe...." With her other free hand, she placed a finger on the crimson red pump, running it agonisingly slow down to its base.

 

Desperately, Jonathan tugged on his cuffs more, still not able to budge an inch. "Succi, this is dangerous. We're not meant to inflate like balloons. J-just think what your doing!" 

 

Leaning over and picking up the pump by its handle with her teeth, she crawled teasingly, foot by foot along his masculine legs, before parking her cute rear on top of both of his thighs. Withdrawing the long black hose from its holder, Succi waved it in front of his face, letting it slap against his nose.

 

"W-w-what... W-where are you going with that?" Her boyfriend looked truly worried as he stammered to get out his words.  Trying to wriggle his way free of both the cuffs and his forced upon girlfriend.

 

Succi grinned at his futile struggle. "Maybe here..." Moving her hand down to his firm rear, giving it a cheeky pinch. "Maybe here...." Leaning forward slowly and prodding his succulent lips against hers, licking along the pink length. "Or maybe even..." She leaned back again, both hands on either side of his boxers as she slowly lowered them over his hips. A little resistance stopped them going fully down, but she gave them a harder tug in the crotch, crushing that hope. "...Here!"

 

"FUN!? You've had your fun, now get this thing out of me!"

 

"No can do babe. Anyway, we're just getting started..." She placed both hands on the pumps plunger, raising it to the heavens. "You're gonna love this..."

 

Jonathan's eyes widened as the plunger began to fall under Succi's pressure. He furiously tugged at his handcuffs, pleading for them to break but to no avail. But no salvation came meaning all he could do was watch and cry out. "N-no! S-stop it!" He felt the hose expand slightly inside him as the bubbles of air flowed down its tube and then into manhood. There was a sharp pain and Jon experienced only what he could describe as a pocket of pressure at the base of his shaft, that grew and grew and then nothing.

 

"See! I told you, you could take it." Succi laughed as she raised the handle for descent number two. "But don't worry Hun, I've got plenty of energy left."

 

Speechless, Jon was stunned, panicking and breathless, all in one. His girlfriend was pumping him up. After the initial wincing pain, he felt a ball of pressure and then nothing as it dissipated, letting out a loud sigh of relief. "Thank god! The air must have escaped somehow." His words falling to soon as Succi brought the pump down for a second time. Suddenly his stomach felt full, like he had just eaten a large meal. Looking down he noticed that his abs had begun to smooth out, the defining muscles sinking back into the skin. 

 

"W-what the..."

 

"Opps! I forgot you worked so hard for those babe." She took one hand off the red pump, running a finger down his midriff to where they used to be. Now just a flat surface that curved slightly down to his crotch. 

 

"Shall we continue?"

 

"W-w-what!?"

 

"Well two is hardly enough..."

 

Succi returned to the pump as she began to slowly continue his punishment. Her breasts bouncing up and down inside her bra, with every rise, causing her nipples to rub against the tender fabric. "Ohhh, that's good."

 

Jon was completely helpless against the onslaught. He knew the air was going in and he couldn't do a damn thing about it. His toned figure starting to resemble the body of a man on a pie diet, as his stomach grew into a beer belly. Trying to struggle against the cuffs, he felt his arms rounds out and his neck muscles turn puffy as he watched his manic girlfriend work. 

Perspiration dripped from his forehead, giving off a kind of latex shine as it settled on his chest. He tried his best to cry out, but his voice was clamped down by a drifting pressure in his pectorals. Eyes widening more as two mounds began to appear in front of his eyes. Yes... He was 'growing' breasts...

 

"Oh my, aren't they a small handful?"

 

"I-I've got b-breasts?"

 

"Well at least you can stop staring at mine now." Succi giggled cutely as she shot a wink his way. "Anyway, I think you've got a bigger problem..."

 

Jon's vision trailed down his body over his swelling breasts, which could have filled a D cup by now and across his fattening stomach. There he saw it... Like a flagpole, raising towards the sky, his manhood. Not that he could remember having an erection, but there he was, all of him, much larger and harder than before.

 

"H-How?"

 

"How what sweetie?"

 

"H-how big a-am I?"

 

She laughed seeing the first signs of Jon's resolve degrade. Bending over and opening her mouth, face barely centimetres from his pelvis. Succi released her pink tongue onto his member, teasingly, dragging it upwards towards his now bulbous head.

 

"Hmm, tastes about 12 inches babe." Pressing down on the pump again, his 'rod' jumped forward. "Better make that 13 hun..." Then placing her lips around its girth, she gave a little suckle. "... And around 3 inches thick!"

 

"W-wow!"

 

"You like it babe? I was thinking about stopping."

 

"Stopping? Why? I-i mean, i don't think a few more pumps will harm anyone."

 

With that he was broken. Seeing the size of his giant member, had caused Jon to forget the reality of the situation. Succi didn't mind, of course. This had been her plan all long and it had been executed perfectly to the tee.

 

"Ohh, so the 'big' boy wants to get a little bigger?"

 

"Yes..." Jon muttered under his breath.

 

"I don't think I heard you, from a-a-all the way over there..."

 

"Y-y-yes... Ohh! I-I..."  He moaned louder this time, as she gave him a delightful kiss on his rather fat head. "...I-I-I want, no I need to be b-bigg.. Oh g-god!" Jon struggled to get his words out as Succi pushed down on the raised handle with all her strength, interrupting and sending another torrent of air into him.

 

"Has any one told you, you talk too much?... Well you do..."

 

The pumping was starting to tire Succi out about now. Her arms ached from the constant pushing and pulling of pressure, settling within him. He wasn't big enough yet for her liking, not by a long shot, but she had a plan. Reaching over the bed, her fingers investigated the floor for the bulb pump she had placed there, the day before.

 

"Ahh ha! Gotcha!"

 

"I can't see over my middle. What are you up to?"

 

"Quiet you!" Slapping his 'hot rod' causing him to moan in satisfaction.

 

Pulling the hose out of the bicycle pump, she carefully inserted it into its new home, the bulb. Giving it a simple squeeze, Succi was rewarded with a small moan of delight. 'Excellent' she though as she prepared the next part of her scheme. Tugging at her delicate panties, she stuffed the ball pump down against her womanhood, letting out a gasp as the rubber brushed her bare skin. 

 

"Now for the extra-fun to begin!" Turning to look at the helpless man, as she started to crawl onto his hefty stomach. Digging her nails into his flesh, she shuffled up his bulge, settling before his man-boobs.

 

"Extra-fun?"

 

"Got a problem with that big boy?"

 

Jon, with much effort, shook his head side to side to the best of his ability. It was rather difficult for him to move with his shoulder and neck muscles puffed up against his face.

 

"Good! Now you won't mind if I just bounce up and down here for a bit."

 

"Bounce!? But I could pop!..."

 

Succi placed two fingers between his 'cleavage' and teasingly walked them down his curvature, pushing down firmer and firmer into him with every 'step'. 

 

"You're nowhere near popping yet. Don't worry, I'll tell you before it happens..."

 

"Happens!?"

 

"Whoopsie, there's me thinking out loud again." Looking deeply into his eyes, she smiled deviously before throwing him a cheeky wink... 

 

Spreading her legs. Her juicy thighs settling either side of his girth, Succi began to gyrate her hips slowly. Letting the plastic ball inside her panties massage her sensitive parts, with every slight movement she made. 

 

"See? F-f-fun... Ohhh yes..." Gasping out a delightful moan as the ball grinded deeper against her womanhood. Lifting herself, up off the human balloon, his girlfriend pushed her cute rear out before dropping her weight back onto him. 

 

"H-hey... Careful!" Jon felt the air ripple along his gut, towards his bouncy breasts as she landed upon him. The pump compressing between the two bodies, inflating him a bit bigger than a moment before. Succi smiled, feeling his belly push into her. Closing her eyes, she continued to bounce on Jon in a humping motion.

 

Jon struggled to stop his eye lids from closing. The pressure of the air, rising and falling within him with every bounce. The only image he could picture was of a water bed and dear god he was starting to feel like one about now. His breasts had begun to round out, sinking back into his growing stomach as his arms began to fatten up. The handcuffs around his wrists became tighter and tighter as they struggled to contain his buldging figure. The exact same was happening with his legs as they withdrew into his mass. Jon tried to wiggle his toes, but found it very difficult as each had plumped up rather nicely restricting movement. Rather disorientated, he peered up at his girlfriend who was enjoying herself far too much.