Gas Station

Warning for mature readers only. Contains inflation fetish material. Read at your own risk.

Jane frowns as she feels her car driving oddly again and she pulls into the gas station to refill her right front tire with air again. She hopes with the money of her next paycheck she can get it fixed, but for now this will have to do.

Jane crawls out of her car and a gentle cool wind blows across her slender body and ruffles her long brown hair. The night is quiet around her as she goes to the air pump, grabs the hose, inserts two quarters, and hits the starts button. The air compressor hums to life, a hissing sounds,and Jane crouches down to attach it to the tire.

Suddenly, the hose pops free and slams into Jane's bellybutton. She jumps from shock and begins feeling a pressure building in her. She tugs on the hose to free it, but finds it is firmly stuck. A slow, strained, rubbery, groaning sounds as her breasts slowly swell on her chest. "Oh my god!"

Jane rises to her feet to look at her inflating assets as they slowly groan past c-cups. A new strained, rubber, groaning sounds and she looks over her shoulder. "My ass!!" She watches slowly as it begins to push outward and her hips start to flare. She quickly moves over to the compressor to look for a stop button, but doesn't find one. The pressure builds and her body groans louder as it stretches to keep the pressure in.

Quickly, Jane moves back to her car and finds her movements hindered by the air inside her making her bigger. She opens the passenger door and begins digging through the glove box for a pair of scissors that she keeps there. Her body creaks and groans as she digs, but doesn't find the scissors. It dawns on her when she took them out and didn't return them to their place. "Damn!!" Ironically she used them at one of her friend's son's birthday parties to cut the strings off balloons and here she is inflating like a balloon.

Suddenly, the compressor shuts off, the strained groaning stops, and Jane looks down at her inflated bust. She guesses her breasts are the size of volleyballs and she now has an exaggerated hourglass form, but she's relieved she isn't inflating anymore. Jane's body creaks and squeaks softly as she pulls herself out of the car and stands up. She turns away from the car and her eyes widen as she sees a man standing near the compressor. Where had he come from?

He smiles, "Hey."

Jane gently tugs at the hose in her belly button and she finds it unable to be freed. "Hello." Two clicks of quarters entering the air machine sound, his hand reaches for the button, and her eyes widen. "Wait!!!"

He pauses, "Yes?"

"Don't do that....I'm already huge." Her body squeaks softly as she takes a step toward him, "I might pop, if I get bigger."

He unzips his pants and keeps his hand close to the button. "Okay. You blow me and I won't blow you."

"I....no."

He shrugs, "Well pressing the button!"

"No!" Jane swallows, "Okay." She moves toward him and a slow rubber groan sounds as she lowers herself onto her knees. She takes his erect member into her mouth and he grunts as she begins sliding it in and out of her mouth. Silently, she's disgusted with herself and him.

Suddenly, the hose falls out of her bellybutton and Jane feels it land in her lap. An idea pops into her mind and she looks up at him to see his head tilted back and eyes closed. She grabs the hose as she continues her ministrations and her inflated breasts squeak softly as they push against his legs. She sees his hand still near the button, but that no longer matters.

Suddenly, Jane slams the hose into the man's belly button, slaps his hand into the button, and she pulls free as the air compressor hums to life. Her body squeaks as she quickly moves away and the man looks down at the hose in his belly button. The pressure builds and a slow, strained, rubbery groan sounds as his belly grows and his arms and legs plump.

He tugs on the hose, but it doesn't come free. Gently he pushes in on his bloating belly and it squeaks softly. "Well might as well enjoy it." He begins pumping his erection with his right hand and the air machine pumps him bigger with air.

Jane growls, "Disgusting bastard." She leans into the passenger side and scoops up all the spare change in the center console. Slowly, she walks over to the air machine as he continues to pump and be pumped. Two clicks sound as quarters enter the machine and slowly his chest and back are pushed outward by the pressure within. He's beginning to resemble the Michelin Man.

Suddenly, the air machine stops and he grunts as his member spasms. A hissing sounds as air leaks from his erection and he smiles somewhat relieved and satisfied in his bloated form. Gently he pokes his bloated form, it squeaks with each poke, and the air continues to leak out of his through his member. Even with the air leaking out his body still feels tight and full of pressure.

Jane smirks, "Feels good?"

"Feels amazing."

"Let's try bigger!"

"Wait!"

Jane slaps the button, the air machine hums, and pressure begins filling him again. "Bet you'll love this." His body groans loudly as his legs look like tightly packed sausages in his pants and his upper body rips through his t-shirt. She reaches over and yanks as hard as she can on the pants. Assisted by the mounting pressure the pants slide down to his ankles with lots of squeaks and groans. Jane's hair ruffles from the air still leaking from his erect member as she takes off his shoes and gets his pants completely off.

He laughs softly as he inflates, "Hey since your down there...."

Jane squeaks as she rises to her feet and glares into his eyes, "Not a chance."

He frowns and sighs, "Fine I'll do it myself." His swollen arm groans loudly as he forces it to bend and his swollen hand attempts to grab hold of his member. He feels it in his hand and his fingers creak loudly as he wraps them around it with some difficulty. He frowns as he feels his swelling form pushing on his arm and he fights to stroke it, but his member is slowly pushed out of his hand. "Crap..."

Jane laughs, "Serves you right, balloon boy."

The air compressor shuts off and his head creaks as it slowly looks around. "Wow. I took two pumpings. Bet you can't do that, blowup doll."

Jane frowns, "Why would I want to?"

"To be big. Don't you want to be big?"

"No. I'm not into your sick fantasy." She adjusts her inflated boobs, "I'm big enough."

"You could be bigger?"

"No!" She sets the change on top of the machine and sighs, "I need to go home and figure out how to live my life. I should pop you for what you did to me...."

He smirks, "We could have sex?"

"Hell no!"

He squeaks as he holds up his arms, "Wait wait wait!!! I'm sorry!" She looks at him and he continues, "I....I need a favor. I'm still losing air down there....could you tie me off?"

"What?!"

"It's my fantasy, but I'm losing air. I want to stay inflated. Please...."

"Fine!"

Several squeaks sound much like a balloon animal being made and he feels like his erection is trapped in too tight of pants, but he isn't losing air anymore. He smiles, "Thank you." He watches her flip him off, climb into the car, and he laughs loudly as her inflated assets push on the car's horn. He sees her slide the seat back and watches the taillights move away.

He frowns realizing he can't reach the hose to pull it out of his swollen belly and curses for not having asked her. He sees the change on the air machine and knows someone will find him in the morning, but morning is still sometime away. Excitedly his fingers fumble with change and after dropping a few coins he's able to get four coins in the machine. He hits the button, the machine hums, angry groans come from his body, and he begins growing again. He smiles as he touches his big swelling form and feels both the pressure and orgasmic tightness of his inflated body. "This is great!!! I'm going to be.."

Kaboom!!!!!!!

Sure enough in the morning they found him in the form of flesh colored rubber flakes scattered in the parking lot.