Peaceful in Sunlight

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

The sunlight is bright and warm as a gentle wind blows across the large courtyard. Fred sits on the bench next to Gina. He smiles as he gently rubs his hands, “Beautiful day to drift in the sky.”

Gina smiles, “Make me big!”

A soft hissing sounds, “We’ll start slow. You should be feeling a little pressure.”

Gina moans as she rubs her belly, “Yes…”

Fred watches her as she moans and rubs her belly, “I can stop if it’s too much.”

“No! Make me bigger!!!”

The hissing grows louder and squeaks sound. Fred watches her, “You’re getting big now.”

“Yes……bigger!!!”

More squeaks sound and Fred asks, “Can you feel the pressure?”

“So full….so tight!! Make me bigger!”

Fred smiles, “You’re going to be airborne soon. I better tie this rope around your leg so you don’t float away.”

“I want to float high!” Screeches of rubber sound and she gasps, “I’m just a giant balloon now with a head! I’m lifting off!”

“I have the rope in my hand! I’ll tie it to the bench!”

Screeches of rubber sound as she smiles, “I’m floating above the trees! I’m so full!”

“You’re pulling pretty hard on the bench! If you get much bigger, you’ll pull it into the sky!”

“Sit on the bench!” She moans, “I can get a little bigger!”

“Okay, I’ll sit on it!”

“So tight! So full! Bigger!!”

Shrieking rubber fills the air and Fred covers his ears, “You’re almost at your limits!”

Gina gasps loudly, “So close!”

Fred shuts it off and watches as Gina moans, “I’m sorry I had to stop you from popping!”

“It’s……okay. I don’t wan…….want to pop.”

They sit there awhile in the warm sunlight, drifting in the wind, and enjoying the silence. Fred’s alarm breaks the silence and he shuts it off. “I’m sorry, Gina. Time to come down. I have to go.”

Gina says sadly, “Coming down.”

Fred gently hugs her body, “Time to deflate.”

A loud sound of air rushing out sounds and Gina says, “So deflated…..so empty.”

Fred extends his hand and helps her up, “It’s okay, Gina. I’ll come back and we can do it again soon.” He watches Gina walk slowly away through the green grass and looks at the nearby nurse to see a questioning expression.

The nurse asks, “You don’t find this weird?”

Fred moves toward her, “Drug use made her mind a wreck. This is one of the few things that makes her happy. I’m not into it, but with some sounds and a few place words she can live out her fantasy. Her fantasy is real to her and it doesn’t hurt anyone. So I don’t mind helping her live it out. Have a good day, nurse.”