Anna Bursts her Bubble

Anna Waltman Bursts her Bubble

Anna Waltman was sat next to her suite partner on her lawn chair.

Lauren, the most boring person on earth, smoked a cigarette next to her -- not unusual.

Centenary College had a strict no-smoking policy, and Lauren defied it.

Anna took it in stride. Nothing would annoy this girl. Smoke didn't bother her -- neither did Lauren. She was an independent woman.

Lauren decided to get the better of her. She was annoyed at how much better Anna always looked...

"So how many girls have you popped?" she asked.

"Oh, none!" Anna said. "It's not my thing!"

Lauren smiled cleverly -- "It's not my thing?" Anna had probably never even seen a girl pop.

"Well today," Lauren said, "you might get to experience something you're not used to... something a little... different..." she said, spreading her arms.

"What do you mean?" Anna said. She was still cheery, but wary.

Lauren got annoyed at her.

"I mean... " Lauren said, spreading her arms out to Anna: "a bit ... different!"

And she blew a smoke bubble at Anna.

Anna coughed. She then inflated.

First it was her legs. Then her arms.

Lauren laughed, sitting next to her. Blew another bubble.

"Ugh..." Anna said... "Am I... coughing...? Cough"

"Obvious," Lauren said, rolling her eyes before she lit another cigarette.

"Would you stop doing that?" Anna said. "I'm inflating?!" She tried to get up from her lawn chair.

"Siddown," Lauren said, commanded. She put her hand down.

Anna tried to stand, but couldn't because her inflated ass got her stuck to her chair.

Her ass pressed against it -- she squeaked.

"This is what you get when you mess with an inflating woman," Lauren said, smoking, sitting next to her.

"What?" Anna said, trying to get up, trying to get up next to her.

"Siddown!" Lauren demanded. She put her hand down. She smoked her cigarette. Sat in her lawn chair.

"What, are you crazy?": Anna. "I gotta get up? I'm inflating soon?" She tried to move. Couldn't move. Her bottom half was caught against, straining the top button of her shorts.

"Don't mess with an inflating woman," Lauren said, blew.

"Oh stop... Ugh..."

But Lauren wouldn't -- and Anna kept coughing. The front of her shorts lifted up. Her t-shirt lifted up. 

And her t-shirt stretched up.

But Lauren's clothes stayed just as they were. How could she do that?

And Lauren just kept smoking. Anna got bigger, her arms spread out further. Her legs were almost spread-out now, her belly filling out her middle.

Lauren started to get up, to her knees, looked at cigarette.

"Don't... point that thing at me..." Anna said, warily. Her front part spread out even further.

"I'll do whatever I like," said Lauren.

Anna kept inflating. She got bigger, wider, her arms spread out further...

And Lauren stuck her with the cigarette.

"Bang!" She said, cleverly.

POP! 

And Anna Waltman popped like a bubble that had never been there.

Lauren just kept on smoking.

The End.