Oh What a Night

You, my friend, are a lucky person. The absolute love of your life, Cori Mitchum, is in your World History class. As far as you know, she considers you just a friend, so you sit next to her. Your teacher is going into a long lecture about a boring historic event you should be paying attention to, but instead you strike up small talk with Cori. You talk about whatever comes to mind and then she brings up that she has a secret. You use your speaking skills to try and get it out of her, but she says her lips are sealed. Despite this you continue your attempts. Finally she says, "Tell you what, if you come by my house tonight around nine I may show you."

Your head immediately begins filling with theorys as to what the glorious secret must be. Unfortunately, before you can get more information out of her your teacher calls on you to answer a question. Caught off guard you answer, "The civil war?" Cori proceeds to giggle a bit. "Not even close," your teacher says, "the correct answer is Leonardo Da Vinci everyone. Now..." You stop listening and daydream your way through the rest of class.

You begin to think of the secret Cori was talking about. How eager you are to discover it. The suspense is overwelming in you, but you tell yourself to not think about it so time can go by faster. Before you know it class is already over and you leave the room. As you go to your locker Cori approaches you. "So, can I count on you being there?" You suddenly get nervous. "u-um, yeah sure." you stutterdly reply. "I need a full yes or no." "Ummmm....Yes." The answer sort of pops out before you have time to think it over and before you realize it Cori is already halfway down the hallway. 

The rest of your day goes by fast. Lucky

for you your parents are going out tonight, so you have an ample opprotunity to sneak over to Cori's house. You make your way over there, still not knowing what to expect. You peek through the window and see the lights on, but no one home. In the living room you see two large helium tanks, which you assume is for some party you don't know about. 

You proceed to knock on the door. The house remains silent. You begin to fear the worst, but then you hear footsteps. The door opens and you see cori in a latex suit. "Hey you." She says. "What's the rubber suit for?" you say trying to sound calm. "Just you wait and see." She says. "My folks went out, so they won't be back for a few hours." You hear Cori sya. "Great same here." You timidly utter, "So, what's this big secret?" "You gotta promise not to tell anyone." She says sternly. "Cross my heart." You say, visualy crossing your left chest with your hands. "Okay, here it is."

She rolls over the tank right in the middle of the extremely open room. You begibn to peice together what this all means. The tanks, the rubber suit, the open space. 

"Cori?"

"Yes?"

"Are you implying what I think you're implying?"

"What do you think I'm implying?

"You know..um...inflation."

"You got me."

"Wow."

"Well don't just stand there, hook me up."

"Uh, okay."

You slowly go over and pick up the tube hanging from the end of the tank. You look at her and she motions towards her rear. Timidly you kneel down and she shows yout the small hole in the suit. You slowly slide it in and she gives a slight moan of approval. You go over to the tank and make eye contact with Cori. She nods, and you turn on the tank.

You hear a faint hiss, and Cori begins to expand. Your eyes dart from her stomach, looking perfectly round, to her basketball breasts, to her petite behind. Her belly expands the fastest quickly dominating her body. Her breast and butt catch up. You get extremely turned on. Accompanying the hissing sound is Cori's strong moaning. Her body takes on a ball shape. It begins to consume her arms and legs. The latex suit, surprizingly fits well, perfectly complimenting her figurte. You spend so much time staring, you almost don't notcie that she is rising form the ground. You panic and relieve the air tank.

"Awwww, why did you do that?"

"Sorry, you look kinda full."

"I didn't even get an orgasm. Guess I'll have to do it the old fasioned way."

"What do you mean?"

"Pull me down first."

You prceed to pull her down. You remove the tube from her rear, expecting her to deflate, but she doesn't. 

"Don't worry I'll deflate soon enough. Fist I have a favor to ask."

"Sure what?"

"Get on top of me."

"What?"

"Just to weigh me down."

"Oh, okay."

You get on top of her and strugle to keep your balance. You eventually lay on her. You notice her suit slipping off around her bottom half. She gives you a lustful look. Slowly but surely, it evolves to intercourse. By the end she is completely deflated.

It is now many years later. You and Cori are married with two children. You continue your little ritual, but will still never forget that glorious night. 

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