Christy's Inflated Fun

Christy smiles as she walks through park and a gentle breeze blows across her ruffling her red hair. Her 5’9 body is slim with a round butt and breasts that are slightly smaller than her butt. She receives several glances as she walks down the pathway and watches as a vender inflates a balloon near the duck pond. She feels her heart race and her face redden as she watches air rush into the balloon and push it bigger. It squeaks as it proudly swells at the end of the nozzle and as it grows bigger than the vendor’s head the blue balloon begins to turn transparent.

Christy imagines herself as the balloon feeling full, being stretched, pulled tighter and tighter, but feeling empty on the inside. She bites her lower lip imagining the pressure tickling her insides and making her bigger. Her heart races and she grows more excited, but a metal squeak sounds and the hissing stops. She sighs as the balloon squeaks as the vender ties the balloon and hands it to a waiting customer. She wonders how long till the balloon is popped or lost to the sky at the hands of the uncaring customer. She steps closer to the balloon vender, “Balloon?”

Christy smiles, “Yes.”

He smiles back, “Two dollars.”

Christy gladly hands the money to the vender and she watches as the vender sticks a yellow balloon on the end of the nozzle. Metal squeaks sound as the valve is twisted open, a hissing sounds, and the balloon begins to take shape. Her eyes watch intently as she the balloon fills out and begins stretching bigger from the pressure building inside it. Her heart races as she watches the balloon grow before her eyes and she gently bites her lower lip. She imagines being full, round, and bigger with air swirling inside her. Gently she flexes her hands as she watches the yellow balloon turn transparent and a metal squeak sounds as the vender shuts off the valve. She smiles as the vender ties the balloon off and hands it to her.

Christy slowly drifts away from the vender and circles the duck pond as her red hair and yellow balloon dance in the gently wind. She watches ducks gently float on the calm surface of the pond and sees what appears to be shards of balloon floating just below the surface of the water. She wonders how big the balloon was before it met its demise. She sits on a bench and relaxes as she watches her new balloon float carefree in the gentle breeze. She imagines herself inflated and floating blissfully in the sky at the end of the string. Slowly she tugs on the string and takes the balloon in her hand. She carefully unties it and swallows some of the helium in the balloon. She giggles as she imagines the mouth of the balloon inflating her and she smiles at the sound of her voice. She feels light headed and slowly leans her head back while closing her eyes.

Later, Christy jerks with a start and her eyes open to see the stars are out and the park is deserted. She moans as she sits up and frowns as she sees her deflated yellow balloon resting on her hand. She picks it up sad and looks out across the pond to see the ducks silhouetted in the park’s lights. She doesn’t quite understand what happened and is sad her balloon is a crumpled form of its former glory. She spots the air tank at the vender’s stand across the pond and she rises to her feet. A cool breeze ruffles her red air as her feet follow the little blue lights in the center of the pathway to the other side of the pond. She feels hope for her balloon rising, but it is short lived as she sees a lock on the tank and frowns.

Christy curses and scoops up a rock. She marches over to the air tank and raises the rock into the air. She glares at the rock and begins to bring her arm down, but a hand stops her arm. She looks to see a taller man, “Don’t do that.”

Christy releases the rock and it lands with a thud. “I…I was just trying to inflate…my balloon.”

“I realize that, but the rock would’ve damaged the valve and you wouldn’t be able to inflate it.” He smirks, “I’ll get the lock off.”

Christy watches curiously as the man works, “You’ve done this before?”

The lock clicks and he smiles, “A few times.” He removes a hose from his coat and hooks it to the nozzle. “Are you ready to inflate?” Christy slowly reaches out the deflated yellow balloon and he smirks, “Not that. You.”

Christy feels a wave of shock hit her, “Me???!!”

“Yeah.”

“Christy gasps, “Is that even possible?”

“Yes and before you ask more questions we’re going to inflate like balloons. I’ll inflate you and then you’ll inflate me. Now, put the hose in you so we can begin.”

Christy feels faint as she allows the deflated yellow balloon to fall to the ground and she takes the hose. She bites her lip and slowly inserts the hose into her butt. She feels its coldness and it isn’t quite comfortable there. A metal squeak sounds as he turns the valve and a hissing sounds as cool helium rushes into her. Christy feels the pressure build and watches her belly push outward to look like she’s eaten a full meal, but it doesn’t grow any bigger. She sighs knowing this is how big she could inflate with an aquarium pump and knows she can’t get any bigger. The pressure builds and she feels likes a stupid gullible fool.

Suddenly the groaning of rubber sounds as Christy’s belly stretches bigger and her eyes widen with shock. She feels herself growing more and more excited as the gas pushes her bigger. She rubs her hands across her growing belly as her breasts and butt gently swell. Christy begins resembling a full term pregnant woman and she looks over at the man expecting him to shut off the gas, but he doesn’t. Her body creaks and squeaks as her torso rounds outward and the man ties a string around her left wrist. She glances at him confused and moans as her sides and back curve outward. She gently bites her lower lip as her body grows both tighter and bigger. Her face reddens as her sphere body groans and begins swallowing her arms to the elbows and her legs to the knees. “Oh!!”

The man smiles, “Enjoying yourself?”

“Mmmmmhmmmm.” Christy’s body groans as the hissing takes on a hollow sound and her feet slowly leave the ground. She smiles feeling both super tight and super full as her dream comes true. The loud creaking of rubber sounds as her sphere body meets her hands and feet. A groaning sounds as her neck is swallowed and her skin begins to turn transparent in places. The metal squeak of the valve sounds and the hissing stops.

The man grabs hold of the clear hose, “It’s my turn.” A loud shrieking of rubber sounds as he pulls it out of Christy and she orgasms helplessly at the end of her string. He laughs to himself and gently flicks her tightly stretched skin and she screams in pleasure. “Now you’re quite aware how much more sensitive you are in this state.” He grunts as he slides the clear hose into his own butt and pulls ties the string Christy is tied to onto the valve of the tank. He makes sure there’s no slack and she can easily touch the valve. He looks up at the moaning, ballooned, Christy, “Okay, my turn. Twist the valve.”

Christy swallows as she gasps and floats helplessly in the air. She struggles through the fog of orgasmic bliss, “Huh?”

“Turn the valve.”

Christy squeaks as she tries to nod and grunts as she struggles with the valve. She frowns feeling it is impossible, but a metal squeak sounds and a hissing fills the air. “There.”

The man moans as air rushes into him and his belly pushes outward. He feels his member grow hard as the pressure builds and with a loud squeaking he stretches outward like a balloon. The gas swirls around inside him and his chest pushes out to meet the curve of his belly. His sides blimp outward as his back rounds outward. He ties a string to his right wrist and ties it to the vender’s stand. “Just to be safe.” He smiles at how hard it is to move with the little inflation his arms and legs have experienced, but knows soon he will be immobile. He smiles as his body creaks and squeaks bigger. The pressure stretches him bigger and a groaning sounds as his arms and legs are slowly swallowed to their elbows and knees.

Suddenly the man gasps in pleasure as a loud rubber creaking sounds and his erect member is stretched flat against his swelling sphere body. His body bumps into Christy’s and both moan from the stimulation. He smiles as he feels his sphere body slowly approaching his hands and feet, “Almost full.” A loud creaking sounds as his neck thickens and is slowly swallowed into his inflating sphere body. “Okay…” The wind bumps him into Christy and both moan loudly from the stimulation. He swallows as he struggles to regain his senses and continues to inflate. “Okay, I’m good. Turn the valve off.”

Christy struggles to grip the valve, “Okay.”

Two thumps sound as his feet are stretched flat against his sphere body, “Turn the valve.”

Christy struggles, “I’m trying.”

The man’s face rounds outward like he put on weight and two thumps sound as his hands are stretched flat. The string falls freely to the ground, but the hose in his butt keeps him from floating away while continuing to inflate him. Panic grips him, “The valve, Please!!” His body groans ominously and he feels the unrelenting pressure stretching him bigger. He knows he’s bigger than her and is probably approaching twice her size. “Please turn it off!!”

Christy struggles and finally grabs hold of the valve, but is unable to turn it. “I’m trying.”

A deafening squeaking sounds as the man’s head bloats and is quickly stretched flat against his balloon body. Fear races through him and the once pleasant hissing sounds full of menace. “Turn it off!!”

Christy jerks to look at him with an angry glare and is shocked to see a massively huge semitransparent balloon beside her. She watches as it groans loudly and the transparency spreads fluidly across the surface of the inflating balloon. She swallows, “Okay!” She tries with all her might to turn the valve and fears being crushed by the massive, fragile, inflating balloon next to her. Horrible shrieks of rubber sound, scaring ducks and blocking out all other sounds.

“PLEASE I DON’T WANT TO….KABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Christy shakes heavy at the end of her string for a while and as her flight calms she slowly opens her eyes to see the man gone. Rubber remains of a once massive balloon decorate the area and she sighs. “Well crap.” She floats helplessly in the wind, but this isn’t exactly how she thought her dream might come true. Of course she didn’t really think it would come true at all, but it did. Maybe the balloon vender will take care of her in the morning.