Hello dear all!
For symmetry - only for ladies and female characters.
Expansion, inflation, stuffing, non-popping or popping, clean or messy.
Please help me to break writer's block. I've got a pretty tight schedule but completed only one quest of the campaign so far. Guess it's because I didn't write a single story in five years ^_^ time to change that.
I really need to work on being concise. Critique is welcome!
- This is the prize; - A woman with double chin opened a suitcase and showed the packs of currency inside. Then she put in on the bar stand, and carefully closed both locks. – The winners will divide those between them. See you in 100 minutes. – She lifted the suitcase, turned and walked out, there was a sound of a car driving away. The two body guards stayed though. One of them slowly walked to the bar stand and put a block of cards on it. He nodded, to nobody in particular, but you all took it as a “shall we start?”
- Name’s Girl Power. – An average height, average weight blond looked at the small group. –That’s all about me you ever need to know. It’s enough that you know my face.
- Swellie Bubbles, - a stocky short brunette with heavy eyelids slowly rolled the words on her tongue.
- Jane Felicia Burgers. I've got nothing to hide. Besides, I’m already on cops list in a few countries. – The other girls looked at a large, shaved girl with fear. Indeed, she looked strong enough to break someone’s neck, and big enough to inflate for quite some time.
- Popez. – Smiled a well dressed man with a blank stare of bluish eyes. Something about him was deeply disturbing.
- Gambit. – Another girl, of miss Power’s sizes, but with Asian features, smiles sheepishly.
- Biggie. – An elderly black man with a walking stick.
Swellie shuffled and dealt the cards.
Girl – 9.
Swellie – 4.
Jane – 6.
Popez – 7.
Gambit – 2.
Biggie – 3.
- Which card should do it, the biggest or smallest? – Biggie asked with a strong accent.
- As if I care, – Shrugged the bodyguard and waved the gun in a vague gesture, – Do both to save the time. Time is money, - he showed an absent tooth in a wide grin.
Girl and Gambit, each took the first greenish pill. As soon as they did the guard started the clock. Large screen on the wall showed: 400, then started counting seconds: 399, 398, 397.
Gambit’s stomach whooshed into a fully pregnant size instantly and started quickly gaining size. As for the girl who called herself Girl, she didn’t feel anything. Gradually it became warm, then hot, as if it was some intoxication or poison working. She lifted her hands to brush her forehead feeling a bit dizzy, but her arm encountered her breasts. This made Girl gasp. Someone in the group gave a chuckle. Girl shook her head, feeling the ill shiver all over her body. She stumbled and her tummy gave an angry gurgle.
- Not good for your system? – Asked Biggie pointing his stick at Girl’s middle. She looked down but saw only large, watermelon-sized and growing breasts. Yet her hands started searching her abdomen just in time to feel it’s starting growth. Still she was twice smaller than Gambit who already looked pregnant with quadruplets and rapidly expanding even fuller without losing her ridiculous sheepish smile.
Girl made a few awkward steps back to her place, her cheeks and hips starting to rub each other. Yet the guard pointed the gun on her: not a step further. All right, she can stay at the bar stand just as well. She returned to the stand, losing mobility at alarming rate and rested her growing breasts on the stand.
Girl felt hot, tingly and slightly trembling, yet she regained her composure. She was getting big. She can do that. Been there, done that. The gaze of her gray eyes became less heavy and with a few breaths she returned her calm.
- Scared? – Asked shaved Jane. Girl shook her head. – Good. You’re holding well for the one who has a few minutes left to live. – Girl didn’t pay attention, who cares about childish insults!
Still, she needed to do something to reassure herself, so she started gliding. Slowly, gracefully, as if doing airobics at home with her fluffy white bear and a helium tank. Her full and expanding butt went to the left slowly, then to the right like a pendulum, gaining space with each passing moment.
Then she added motions of hands, slight turns of her ballooning torso – as graceful as a balloon can.
Left. Girl’s hourglass is three feet wide.
Right. And a few more inches.
Left. She’s four feet.
Right. She breathed almost normally, making effort to turn away from ill hotness and bothering shaking – and they were soon gone, or at least she didn’t feel them anymore. Girl let her body move freely and a group, first throwing sarcastic insults, turned quiet, entranced by a growing beauty, so graceful and pure.
Still, inflation was taking it’s tall, especially when Power’s belly joined inflation. The magnitude of the motions of her silent dance became smaller, and when she became as wide as she was tall and started to expand getting even bigger, she could only wiggle just a bit with hands spread to the sides.
Girl breathed in and out for the last time, and looked around. The clock just showed 200 and descending – Girl saw that right through overfilled and pulsing Gambit. So she closed her eyes and waited for inflation to come to a halt listening to the creaks and gasps of the Asian girl. She was bigger than Gambit, and growing at a steady pace.
Feeling wider and fuller, she waited enjoying the situation. The group continued their jokes, but their attempts at humiliation didn’t touch Girl. She even started enjoying the fullness and stretch a bit. Let’s stretchout and burn some calories. She really felt in the zone.
Larger and fuller she got, and then she felt it. She was nearing capacity.
- So full, so big! – Burped Gambit with her unsuitable polite smile. Little Asian was already less translucent. Girl just hit her maximum, completely full, and perfect like a collection of beautiful soap bubbles. Girl didn’t see a clock through Gambit anymore, but guessed there’s at least a minute there, may be two. Inflation has stopped so Girl just drifted in pleasant void feeling the fullness and stretch.
Guards walked to Girl and Gambit and rolled them gently onto their bellies, then each of the two took another pill from the bottle and walked to the girls. Girl looked at the clock. 60. Gambit already started moving her fingers a bit.
- Big, but not big enough to pop yet, - Chuckled Jane. – Roll to me, snowflake. Or they’ll feed you another one.
Another one? Nobody said about another one before! Girl felt herself deflating slowly. Too slowly. Gambit, at 7 feet and deflating was already moving arms.
- Aww, such a cutie, it’s not fair, is it? – Teased Jane. – So young, so beautiful. – Girl’s mobile started playing in her ladybag in the corner. - Walk here dove, let me cuddle you.
Girl angrily shrugged off the tease and clenched harder trying to deflate faster. Too bad she didn’t care about inflatics – but she’ll surely visit that gym. How do they call it? Doesn’t matter, they’ll teach her to deflate faster. But now it was really a race against the clock.
Girl squeezed herself together as hard as she could.
Gambit suddenly rose into the air, glided a few feet and landed – as if in a kangaroo jump on the Moon. That would be comical in another company. Another kangaroo jump – and she slowly landed at her place.
10 seconds. Girl moved her fingertips, the rest of her didn’t bend. She tensed as hard as she could. How do they speed up deflation? What does she need to do? May be it’s not in tensing, may be she needs something else? She’ll surely get that training.
The counter reached zero with a pleasant ding. Gambit’s guard restarted the clock and it went from 400 again. Girl’s guard tried to put a pill in her mouth.
She squirmed and used some mobility to turn away.
- Nno… - Nnno…
The guard was pushing the pill into the middle of her lower lip. Males!
- Excuse me, - said Jane, gave a few lazy steps revealing slow grace of a panther, and her right hand continued moving delivering a healthy hook.
The air rushed through Girl. Her boobs and ass surged, air swirled inside, and although she didn’t feel pain she gasped. After rolling back, she rolled forward with breasts halting her motion. Ass pointing to the ceiling, eyes looking at the floor and boobs. She saw the guard and Jane stepping back. But the most terrifying of it all – she was expanding again!
Eyes racing to the sides, thoughts racing about everything and nothing, she was getting full again, and fast! Girl quickly surpassed capacity and felt the pressure starting to rise. Inside her right boob, near the nipple, there was a fizzling dot. She felt a rush of air near that place that would feel orgasmic in another situation. Gosh, she really needs to get this pill out!
- Mmmph! Nngh! – No escape. But escape came – in a form of Gambit.
Polite Asian was still a waddling belly on puffy legs, but she knelt on her knees as good as she could. Her soft belly and breasts smothered pressurized meridian of Power’s breast. Asian took Power’s huge balloon-nipple and started rubbing it, trying to open it. Power wasn’t sure it would work, but it felt so good she shook in a powerful pleasure immediately.
- Next time, try to get away in time, - chuckled Jane, - or I’ll feed you another one.
Girl wasn’t sure she'll live to that. She whimpered and squealed feeling the stretch. The pressure was immense and she was already starting to clench. Gambit gave her another orgasm, but she wasn’t sure if she was shaking because of that. The right nipple didn’t open still.
So full, so tight. Girl Power creaked and groaned holding it. For now. Clenching as tight as she could. Gambit deflated completely, the clock showed 300, Girl was overbearing the pressure which kept increasing by the moment.
Girl’s mobile rang again, and this time Jane walked there and received a call. She listened quietly for some time and then chuckled:
- Nice talking to you, Neville. She’s very busy now… It's Jane, a friend of her... Oh no, it won’t occupy her for long, I assure you. And I’ll bring along your girlie to that dinner you mentioned. Five o’clock then? – She listened. – Sure, Mister Pollard! I will leave you to each other, don’t worry. Till evening then. – She grinned widely and opened her hand dropping mobile on the floor.
Girl tried to keep together as much as she could, Gambit’s efforts were less and less helpful since orgasming non-stop really didn’t let her concentrate. Gambit finally realized that and left Girl alone. Power gave a loud groan. She barely caught herself and clenched even tighter. Power really was at the limits of her power. Still it was barely enough. She managed to catch it the second time.
She saw Neville’s face, how he brings tea to her bed, how they make love. Their marriage party. Parents. Her daughter, Alice. How she barely finished that Christmas dinner one time. That turkey was really too big for the five of them. She felt stuffed the other day. Holding it all as powerfully as she could…
For a brief moment Girl felt herself expanding slightly in all directions, unable to control her creaking, failing surface anymore.
- Poor thing, - Chuckled Jane. – Don’t worry, this pill will soon come out naturally.
Girl stared at a fizzling pill, feeling how she just can’t keep so much inside, her entire body giving a very vivid moan…
She shook trying to catch once, twice and slipping...
ka - BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!
Confetti of her clothes and skin, along with blond hair swirled in the room.
The guards stopped the clock and Gambit shuffled and dealt the cards among drifting bits.
Swellie – 6.
Jane – 4.
Popez – 2.
Gambit – 7.
Biggie – 3.
They still had more than an hour to find out who will get the prize. A creature of air that once called herself “Girl Power” saw the room, as if in a dream, then became one with the air in it.
I have to admit, I like the protrayal here~
Thanks for opportunity!
It's darker than I hoped - sorry for that. In real world it's fetish, in imaginary one - it's life and death. Critique is welcome, I'll gladly write another one if it's not what requested.
A decent, good, noble, naive girl with a nick from Marvel comics and a fluffy bear at home decided to earn quick money in crime and found herself the only one obeying the rules among dirty types who break any rule to live - with a predictable outcome.
Thanks a lot, Gambit! Quiet and effective, with no excessive demonstrations, looking so very ordinary and harmless while securing the kill - that's how I would imagine a clan member. Don't know why a Kekuja appeared here, but she felt at home in a lethal setting.
Ohh, me, please-- Allie, here, and I'd love a permanent humilating blueberry inflation, totally round and stuck that way for the rest of my life, rolled away to be a spherical blueberry forever!
Aww, I'm so sorry!! :((( I don't have blueberries...
I'll do a permanent inflation with air - forever, and with humiliation. Do you have a preference for a name?
Also, Dave will be in the story as well.
And I'm afraid that will be all - thank you my dears for giving me a kick. I'll manage from now on.
Going to finish whatever loose ends I still have - and go dormant since November. Will try and learn to draw. After all - there can be a game without a program, but there cannot be a game without graphics. ^_^
oop, I only do heavy inflations, not light, thanks anyhow though!
Would you accept us Trans girls?
I finished a story for you, dear Blimpberry. It has a blueberry filling to full size - till the rest of her life. Also has an appearance of Dave.
The situation in the story is rather humiliating, and being completely helpless is what the character feels in the second half of the story.
I'm afraid, that will be all since I need to learn to draw.
Thanks everyone!
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Allie stopped and listened - and heard only the wind and the birds. Her group went too far away. She was lost.
Allie took a decent inhale. The air was brewed on herbs and fresh apples. She observed landscape lit by the sun.
Golden field of buckwheat, a road curving around deserted apple garden. A village of log houses, a ribbon of birches mapping the bed of unseen river, hills and rocks on the other side to the horizon. The wristwatch showed 3 pm.
The garden spanned to the turn towards the village, branches were bowing under the weight of saffron fruits. Allie threw a few into her backpack and bit one - to fully taste the apple flavour.
Her tummy gave a gurgle, and she started turning blue. Again she'll swell full - why her allergy always shows up so inconveniently? "Well, they tease me "Blimpberry" for a reason - thought Allie. - That's who I am".
After the turn one road became three. To the left there was a farm - scoops of forage dispenser, autodrinkers, a few white buildings and a dome of energy station. Straight asphalt road went through the village. Allie directed her plumping frame to the right.
The right road was just a wide trail lost in the hills. Allie took off the shoes and knitted them to her backpack. Alone... Completely alone - an exotic, impossible luxury. Vacation start was worthwhile.
She put her blue foot into the warm sand and drowned to the ankle - she was gaining weight. Allie looked around, finished the apple, righted the backpack and waddled straight to the river.
Tearing and cutting her way through the fragrant bushes she might have changed direction - she waddled with widening hips for quite long, and still didn't see the river. The sun pierced the embroidery of bright green leaves. Allie was making stops on the glades. The weight was showing itself - Allie made efforts to step. Well, she wanted freedom - she's got it all...
She noticed dark green tops of the woody hills on the other side, followed that way and soon saw the river.
She liked the place at once, a perfect location to wait while she will be a ball of juice. She took the backpack off and around her growing buttocks, and started unpacking her medication. The bank was wild and very convenient. If she stays here, her immobility won't be a problem. The protection is all around - a rocky cape to one side, bushes to the other. Fluffy treetops covered half of the sky.
Unfortunately there was no beach. Instead soft grass carpet led right into the water. She will find the sand tomorrow, near the rocky cape. Or on the islands - the river had a whole archipelago of tiny sandy islands. The closest one had high bare hills.
Allie chose the meds and punctured the blue skin. A tiny bead of juice appeared when she was wiping the blue dot with spirit. She felt herself full but still was able to stand upright. She listened to all messages in the wristwatch, sent her coordinates, planned a few routes to the camping for the morning and took the watch off. She felt herself - the allergic currents under her tender skin were filling her at a steady rate.
Orange sun hang low above the bare hills of the island and dark thickness of high forest. Allie felt big and heavy.
Returning to the backpack, Allie accurately placed everything on the grass. She installed a tent just in case, unwrapped a sleeping bag, put an axe and a spade near the packages of clothing and food - and returned to her meds. She browsed through them and chose another one, more powerful. Not a big deal - she can handle this. She imagined how she will enjoy the view of stars while being a berry so totally full of juice, closed her eyes and smiled.
Rolling her heaving sides, she looked at the grey surface of river island and saw a small cloud on the horizon. Allie took the axe and waddled to the bushes.
After quarter an hour the fireplace was ready. Allie protected it with ditches for rainwater and lit the wood.
Nothing except the cloud spelled trouble. The sun hid in the treetops, the shadow of the hilly island spanned the river, and the water became black. Allie watched the river in the light of the day and rested herself on the grass. She felt herself, recalling how to cope with her new weight and balance.
It was a hard struggle. Her hands didn't meet on her belly anymore, and the juice was pressing her into the grass. She enjoyed the feel though, and workout made her sweat in sweet sticky blue.
Allie didn't notice how azure palette of evening sky doubled by waters faded. The cloud was approaching - heavy as Allie, full of liquid and thunder. There was no wind.
Allie rolled herself on the grass a bit, listening to heavy sloshing inside and getting larger and more spherical. At one time she rubbed her nether over some log - and that made her come violently. She enjoyed that, but noted the lack of control. She voiced a few more words to the watch somewhere in the grass and noticed how her voice changed - it was difficult to form words. Little device understood the command from the third attempt and opened a call.
Dave was sweet and attentive as usual. Allie had trouble explaining her situation, but Dave understood everything from the way she spoke. They agreed that if Allie won't come to the camping by morning, Dave will lead her friends and they will find her by the signal of the wristwatch. After telling about group's adventures Dave ended the call.
A smoke of pine and lavender was rising from the fire to the height of the second floor where Allie's head was by now. She enjoyed the weight and size her blueberry form gave her. She was getting completely full. The pressure was immense.
Fading twilight was hiding the shapes. Strange, long sounds could be heard from the bushes. Allie tried to look there, behind and tipped forward and to the side. She cursed, but decided she doesn't want to spend the night upside down so she tumbled - and ended up in the warm water, looking at the bushes. Curious fish were poking her gently.
The fire was burning joyfully, gloss surface of the tent reflected the flame in the falling darkness. And around it there were wild cats...
Allie looked at them, they looked at her. There were seven of them - a whole pride of those large forest cats were hosted spaciously on the grass. Hot fire and a huge berry in the water didn't impress them much. The cats - large, with thick hide, something between a domestic cat and a lion - were laying still. Allie thought she's dreaming. One cat, the largest and with a small mane, slowly got up and advanced the water. Allie was watching intently from her height how the beast was drinking.
The first lightning came down, followed by mellow rumbling of thunder. The bushes screamed terribly, cracked, whooped and whistled. The leader satisfied its thirst. It approached one of the larger branches near the fire and started rubbing it delightfully. The branch shook. Allie made a few awkward steps from the shore with whatever bloated feet she had. The cat glanced lightheartedly at the berry, turned away and walked to the camp.
The pride was playing. Two young females were rolling and squatting trying to divide a backpack equally. Young males were more fond of a sleeping bag. One of them entered a tent and started searching an exit - out of pure curiosity. Fragile frame fell and researcher went jumping in fear among its mates. An elderly cat granted it a heavy slap. The leader strained its spine in embarrassment, bent his heavy head to the grass and delivered a powerful scream. The bushes went silent.
The pride also stopped silent. The leader turned head back to the water and gave a short cry. The pride also repeated it. The bushes answered in sorrowful screams. The cats walked into the water. Allie signed, and flapped whatever was left of her fingers. She rolled herself over the head - warm water getting into the mouth and mixing with juice. Without looking she knew the cats were swimming towards her.
A night in the forest, with her allergy, alone! What was she thinking about! She should have guessed there's something that will trigger her allergy here.
Allie was heading towards the island slowly, in a series of rolls, tumbles and flaps. Her fragile skin was all she had for the night. When her head was above the water she heard excited snorting behind and occasional shrill cries in crazy bushes...
*laughs!*
Sorry for the slow reply but I've been busy all week! Thanks very much!
Hi, i love or work and i dont know if it alright to do this but i really want you to write a second part of this story made by pump1131:
http://bodyinflation.org/node/32910#comment-33794
just inflate with water or air marie-lee by the butt to huge size, no popping.
this is her description: http://bodyinflation.org/node/32910#comment-33657
thank you in advance and if you don't want to do this, no problem i understand.
Juif, you are so nice! What if you ask Pump1131 for a sequel? He's a good man. Actually, let's message him together! ^_^ You see, I'd hate to give a promise and then make you wait forever. My schedule is really crammed now, and stories are only a little part of it.
What I can do for this character - is to place her into the game I'm writing. Please note me here or on DA if you'd like that - and we'll work through her details in that world.
ok thank you use the character in the game and i why contact pump1131
Girl power! Avg. weight and height blonde girly. I love a bit of domination and teasing followed by a good loud bang. Gas or liquid's up to you ;) <3