Experiment: How would you want others to inflate you?

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Sat, 06/01/2019 - 08:20

Phobos001

I've noticed that when people make 'How would I inflate you?' or similar threads, the creator of the post would get DROWNED in requests, and very quickly the writer would suffer some serious burnout.

I want to try something a little different. This time, everyone can write for anyones request (Inflator/Inflatee/Mutual etc.).

I'm thinking this will do many things:

Writers don't burn out trying to reply to over 50 requests, and can selectively pick which ones they want to write for depending on their tastes
People who write requests can also write for other people. I recommend that if you write a request, you should write for someone else too, at least once. It's polite :)
People can get multiple written replies to their requests from people with different tastes and writing styles. (If people want to write for them anyways)
It acts more as a community wide activity where anyone can get involved <3

What do you guys think? Should we give this a shot? I'd kickstart the thread with a request but IDK when I would be able to write for someone else. Feel free to ask any questions or leave requests for others. Love you all! ^^

Sat, 06/01/2019 - 16:02

PuffyMan

Ergh, I promised myself I'm done writing inflation after I completely burned out last time I did a thread like this, and had to take a LONG break... I just can't write for it anymore. But I guess I'll put a request, see if anyone who I once wrote for will return the favor.

Male, Forcibly inflated by a highly attactive female. Alex is a 5'10, slim 22 year old with short brown hair and brown eyes. Prefer spherical inflation with helium, light to heavy teasing is appreciated, especially if he is name-called 'Balloon Boy'. No popping or clean popping with respawn. No preference on being inflated in private/public.

Sat, 06/01/2019 - 17:59

(Reply to #2) #3

Venya

I forget if my request ever got written for, but hey, here goes.

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It was a lovely day to take a walk through the park. Sun shining, birds chirping, and hot women with helium tanks taking part in internet fads. The last part was a bit unexpected, but the moment the hose was sealed in your mouth, you knew you were well on your way to being the star of another 'human balloon' video. Once again, your guard was no match for a pair of big tits.

Your belly and limbs had quickly inflated as you rounded out with helium. The girl had kept her distance while you could still effectively flail, but now she hugged your growing form, the camera on her helmet capturing the scene. "How does it feel balloon boy?" she asked mockingly. "You're getting so big and round, I could tie a string to you and carry you around." The only response you could muster was muffled moaning. Soon she disappeared beneath the horizon of your growing body.

Still inflating, you felt your clothes really beginning to dig into your frame now. Stitches popped one by one as you rounded out into a human balloon, your shirt and shorts fighting a losing battle. The woman inflating you chuckled as she slid a finger under your shirt. "Silly boy, balloons don't wear clothes!" she said, ripping the taxed fabric off your body. Your shorts shortly followed as your legs were absorbed into the growing sphere of your body. A third noise of tearing fabric confirmed your underwear had also lost the fight.

Without the ballast of clothes and with the additional helium floating in, your spherical body began to wobble in the breeze. You could feel the air growing thicker as you grew lighter than it. Gentle hands caressed your taut form as your inflator took in your size. "Look at you balloon boy," she said, "all round and puffy. If it wasn't for that swelling balloon between your feet, I really could pass you off as a weather balloon." You blushed at the reminder of your nudity, now extremely thankful nobody else was hiking along the trail you chose.

Soon, you felt your buoyant body lift off the ground. You slowly rose into the air, drifting higher until the hose in your mouth pulled taut and rotated you until you faced the ground. You had a clear view of the woman's cleavage from up here, and she smiled as you ogled her curvy body. "Enjoy the view while you can, balloon boy," she said. "As soon as this tank runs dry, I'm letting you loose into the sky!"

All in all, you thought it was a pretty neat fad.

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I wrote this in about an hour, but I hope it still stands up well enough.

Sat, 06/01/2019 - 21:51

(Reply to #2) #4

Anon-321

"Fat?" she stammered "Y-you called me fat!"
"It was just a joke"
"Yes…ha ha, very funny"
Her face didn't look humorous at all.
Alex sat on the couch as she walked into the next room, her wide hips swinging as she stomped out. Damn, he thought, she's cute when she's angry.

She returned with a fury, launching herself onto the couch and pouncing on Alex. The tank collided with his foot, causing him to yelp. She took that as an opening, putting a hose into his mouth. She spun around, holding him in a headlock. Alex had just enough time to feel her lustrous locks brush his nose, allowing him to recognize the scent of her shampoo.

He tried breaking out of the headlock by stretching out, pressing his back into her well padded chest. But as he did so, she turned the knob of the air tank with her foot. The air hit him instantly, flowing straight for his middle.

She was soon on top of him, pinning him to the sofa as he filled. She ran her hands over the sides of his ever air fattening belly. She ground her curvaceous hips into his middle, knowing he was reveling in the feeling.
"Who's the fat one now, hmm blimp boy?", she teased.
She pointed and poked her finger into his belly, careful use the tip of her finger, keeping her sharp nail just a hairsbreadth away from landing a critical blow.
He was really starting to round out now.

Alex had a look of relief as the tank suddenly ran empty. But his girlfriend simply smiled, then smirked. With practiced care, she shifted her weight. Alex flexed, rising up and out from between her legs like a cork in water. She grabbed him by his big toe, and pulled along with her. He could see the bedroom door.
"I don't think I can fit" he squeaked, his voice still high from the helium
"Nonsense" she bounded "there's plenty of room for my big balloon"
She pulled Alex down and gave him a bear hug to squeeze him through the door.

Once through she spun him round in the air just as easily as a beachball, pushing him face down under the canopy of their bed. She tried to shimmy in underneath him, but her body pressed into his until they both got stuck, her breasts practically smothering his face.
"Maybe I have put on a few" she chuckled

Mon, 06/03/2019 - 17:33

(Reply to #6) #5

PuffyMan

Wow, I get two? And breasts play a major factor? I must be extra lucky.

Sat, 06/01/2019 - 22:43

(Reply to #2) #6

darkburster2

Holy crap, I thought you died or something, it’s been like... many months since I last saw you post something! We last spoke on discord (sorry for off topic)

Misery loves company.

Sat, 06/01/2019 - 18:01

Venya

I'll toss my lot into here as well.

Female. I prefer breast or hourglass inflation. Inflating with air or helium while in the shower sounds like a fun time. No popping please. The rest is up to whoever writes.

Sun, 06/02/2019 - 00:00

(Reply to #4) #8

BluXeCalvin

Here is my take on this. Let me know how it is!

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The nozzles squeak as she turns on the shower. Dropping her robe to the floor as she step into the steaming hot shower closing the door behind her. Whistling as she begins to wash her hair as the stall begins to steam up along with the rest of the bathroom. The bathroom door creaks open as he slowly walks in a hose, dragging silently on the floor. The stall door opens slowly as she continues to go about her shower. As she turns around she is met with a hose in her mouth and before she could even squeal she felt a rush of air enter her mouth as her breasts began to expand. Her eye's gazed downwards as he breasts quickly grew to D cup in size. She frantically tries to leave the stall only for the door to slam in front of her as the door locks. He grins as he watches what is about to unfold.

She takes a step back as her breasts swell larger as they push against the door. She tries to pull out the hose but she cannot reach it over her massive inflated tits as they swell to touch either side of the stall. She then starts to feel her butt begin to grow. Her once flat ass grows fast to the size to two watermelons it approached the back wall. She looks up in a mix of pleasure and worry as her newly growing hourglass figure swells up, filling out the shower stall. Her breasts the size of two small yoga balls and her butt the size of two large balloons. They push against the walls of the stall as they being to creak and groan. Her size becoming too big for the small stall as the walls start to give way.

CRASH! The walls and door give way for her hulking size as she plops to the floor, bouncing on her newly ballooned ass as the hose pops out of her mouth. She sits there, resting on her larger ass as she tries to catch her breath as her tits bounce about. Satisfied with her new look she looks up at the man, "So how do I get bigger than this?" She asks with a grin.

The rounder the better

Sun, 06/02/2019 - 02:56

(Reply to #9) #9

Venya

I liked it. It had inflation and it was in the shower. Mission accomplished.

Tue, 06/04/2019 - 10:31

(Reply to #4) #10

Phobos001

Do waterfalls and hot springs count? :o

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The day approached dusk as you bobbed about on your back in the warm waters, feeling the silky smooth liquid slip past your fingers. Recommended online, but only few people left reviews. Many people followed this trail to come here, to spend time with loved ones and partners, or to spend quiet time alone, like you. The only sounds that could be heard were those of birds and the waterfall from above impacting the otherwise calm spring pool. You were truly in bliss.

But then, something unexpected happened.

Something strange, slowly sliding off a branch from a nearby tree. It looked gooey, lumped up. It wasn't anything you've seen before. You don't get much time to look at it either, because it loses grip with the tree and falls into the springs!

FOOsSSHh! Everything around it starts bubbling like a miniature volcano. The foam pips and paps as a wave of it overcomes you before you can react. You get knocked underwater, gasping for air when you quickly resurface. You feel something wring as the foamy goo slides off around your naked body. It's all... Tingly. Warm.

Its a chemical reaction.

You feel it now, a tightening sensation in your chest. You're freaking out, wondering if you've been poisoned, kicking around trying to get back to land, but suddenly it's hard to keep your balance. Your breasts are not only bigger, but more buoyant. Pushing out and against each other. Running, squeaking, sliding, hissing louder and stronger with each second.

You start to feel dizzy, exhausted, and you slowly start to relax against your will. Your body is just too overwhelmed from the ever tightening pressure, the overstimulation of tightness, fear, and a little pleasure. You stop kicking your legs, but your arms are still firmly hugging your expansive orbs. Your nerouns and nerves stop listening to the tightness, searching for new, more important information.

It quickly finds something; Lightness.

You feel your wet breasts slowly having less overlap with the spring water, as if it was being pulled into the air by some invisible gesture. You recognized the danger, but the surging of sensation covering your whole body chained you to drowsiness. You feel your belly button is being chilled by the surrounding air. Then your nethers. Then your legs. Your little pinky toes are the last thing to escape the spring, and your whole body floats up, up into the air like a docile balloon.

Only a few meters away, the waterfall roars and pours down with great force. Gasping for air, sensitive to every little touch, you decide to try and get under the steady fall of water, hoping to ground you once more with the swift kinetic force.

Maybe you'd be able to land, grip onto some vines or grass, and crawl and climb your way to help. Maybe you'd get some sort of antidote and stop the gas from filling your massive ballooned breasts. Then maybe you could leave your one star review and warn others about the foaming and the bloating and the floating.

Maybe. But reality wasn't so kind. You were simply not strong enough to overpower the force of your floating in the sway of the wind.

So you drift up and past the fall, beyond the cliff and up into the darkening sky, the sun falling below the horizon as you rose above it. With no strength left, you let go of your boobs and let your arms fall to their sides, sore and tender. Your eyelids - speaking for themselves - pull themselves down. You're about to fall asleep, aimlessly drifting around in the sky until you deflate and land in lands unpredictable.

Now you know why people weren't able to leave reviews.

Tue, 06/04/2019 - 12:08

(Reply to #18) #11

Venya

Waterfalls and hotsprings can certainly count here. This was great! Love the descriptive sensations.

Sat, 06/01/2019 - 20:47

#12

Guardian95

For anyone interested. Male, full body inflation with gas/helium maybe deflation?

Gene wilder > Johnny Depp

Fri, 06/14/2019 - 23:03

#13

darkburster2

I’m too niche for this kind of thing, but fuck it. I’ll leave this here and see what happens. (Probably nothing though)

What a surprise: Topic’s dead already. Never shoulda wasted my time on this topic doing or requesting a story. Especially doing one.

-female (preferably my OC, Nami) (PM or check my devianart for reference if you don’t know, also my avatar)

(barefoot, exposed belly, pants/shirt)

-popping (messy)

-slime, kiss, water/liquid, cum, etc

-bellybutton popping out/toes spreading

-feet inflation

-horror themed (like they’re not enjoying being blown up)

***NO weight gain, fat/flabby, light/happy, chubby, food stuffing, non-popping, furry, male etc stuff.

Misery loves company.

Sun, 08/11/2019 - 14:12

(Reply to #8) #14

blowpop

I'm not super big on writing and this isn't really my thing anyway, but I have an old issue of Miskatonic University's New England Historical Society Journal that has an interesting article in it that you might be into, even though the dude who wrote it was clearly a pompous moron. I hope you (and others) dig it, it got wet at some point and some of the letters are smudged, so it's taken me a minute to read it and type this up. I wish I could give you the issue number too, but I have pet rabbits and one of them nibbled off most of the cover and the first couple pages. Sorry, lol. Anyway, here it is. It's pretty gross, I'd never write anything like this, haha

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Those who know me would describe me as a recluse. It is true that I rarely call on others and that my few friends scarcely cast a shadow across my door, but what is said of my unusual social habits is unfair, though it may be true. I often find myself alone and thinking of any time other than the present, but I am not a recluse - I am an antiquarian.

The past is rich with strange sights, towering idols and swirling incense, earthshaking battles and vast deserts, and often things too strange to inhabit any region of time but one greatly remote from our own. Such curiosities draw my special attention.

It was this interest in the past that took me one recent, stifling August day to the house of my departed mentor (the name of that illustrious scholar of course being familiar to the reader of this publication), one of the oldest in Boston, in the attic of which I found a clay tablet inscribed in Akkadian cuneiform - a language with which I have a passing familiarity. I crudely render the partial text here, with minimal editorial notes, in the hope of sparking interest in this unusual fragment, that some storied Department of Assyriology may one day complete the translation of a work sure to rival The Epic of Gilgamesh in grandiosity and scale. Though I have taken some great liberties in my interpretation, I am no poet. Any stumbles or later discovered inaccuracies are my own. Recall, merciful reader, the advice of the immortal Utanapishtim to the King of Uruk, that ancient chad, that absolute fucking stud;

It is only the nymph of the dragon-fly who sheds her larva and sees the sun in his glory.

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[The tablet begins with an incipit I am unable to translate describing the beauty of the city of Uruk and exhorting the reader to believe this strange tale, and to beware.]

And so she, the radiant, the sacred prostitute Namhat, went forth into the wilderness in-

[I begin my transcription at line 12. The name Namhat can alternately be translated as Nhamhat, Namkat, or Nami.]

-into the wilderness in search of the great Temple of Plikkiplikki in the east, beyond the forest of cedars, beyond the hills infested with perilous manticores who dared not taste her blessed flesh, and into the endless swamp.

She traveled for many days, her fine white linen robe which was exactly the length of two cubits grew gray with the clay of the shores, the massive golden crest that surmounted her fiery red hair however, was untarnished by the salt air and murky water. Her body was fine as hell (?), her hips strong and suited to bearing healthy children, her plentiful Sumerian milkers (?) full and heavy, her belly soft and barely full, fertile like the gentlest hillock sewn with barley. Her succulent thighs pumped with each step of her dainty bare feet through the swamp, her wet linen robe clinging to the jiggling cheeks of her plush bottom. A lock of red hair drifted down over her pale forehead and rosey cheeks and she tucked it behind her delicate ear. Her lips were plump and...

[The description of the temple prostitute Namhat continues, though it is of little historical interest and I will go no further. It is possible that it is meant as a metaphor regarding agricultural products in Sumer. Astute readers will also notice that the scribe of this tale has paid special attention to Namhat's red hair - perhaps support for the hypothesis of ancient people of Northern European extraction populating Mesopotamia, unless she dyed it. They had hair dye back then, dear reader, it's called henna, look it up]

She traveled further, far beyond the place where the moon sets at the horizon, to endless marsh untrod by man and unswum by fish, to where things [Ed. note: untranslatable] lurked. The priestess stood on the salt shore of a hill above a great flowing estuary and the jewels of her eyes beheld a horizon so far distant from the habitations of man as to be of another world, and she strode on her small pale feet down to the water, clay clinging to her soles as she tred the slope, droplets of clear salt water flecking the skirts of her robe as she stepped into the current.

Between the two shores, a sudden cold grip

[This and two subsequent lines are artfully engraved in the shape of a tentacle, similar to the classic representation of Huwawa's face being inscribed in the shape of entrails in the above mentioned Epic.]

a sudden cold grip wrapped Namhat's ankle and began to writhe up her plump leg. The divine harlot's full lips parted in a smile as she looked down on her forward friend from the marsh as a pious young wife would look at a mischievous cat, but her smile quickly turned to an indignant gasp as the cold appendage wound ever up beneath the frayed and dirtied hem of her robe.

Spring-loaded [Ed. note: springs did not exist in Ancient Mesopotamia] with force like an angry eel, the appendage slipped between the plush cheeks of her bottom and began to stuff itself inside her fat ass (?!?!!!)! Her toes curled in the muck and she scrabbled to get away, but with her leg held fast only fell face down in the marsh with an upset but endearing and erotically sensual yelp. She kicked her powerful ox-like legs and cursed the slimy marine animal with a powerful ward of death, and she spun to sit on her plugged bottom, her red hair dripping salt water and hanging unevenly over her face as the tentacle continued to force itself deeper into her warm bowels. Her delicate hands clutched it and pulled, straining to no avail.

Namhat, blessed priestess of Ishtar, splashed and blushed and whined, tipping back but struggling not to go under backwards in the very shallow but swiftly running current, letting go of the slimy unseen creature making its way inside her as she fought to stay upright. Her fertile belly bulged like a swollen sow's, her thicc hips embiggened as coils of the tentacle and slimy secretions filled them out, straining her already notably skimpy robe. Her fat Sumerian milkers (? translation unclear) ballooned heavily, and she moaned and reached up to grab them and squish them together in disbelief, her soft cleavage swelling in her hands like [untranslatable suggestive metaphor].

Namhat's pleasure and humiliation mixed, and turned to horror as a great slimy mass began to force itself up her chubby whore butt. She squeezed her eyes shut and let out a cry, clutched her plump bottom, and clumsily kicked her swollen legs as it strained to crawl inside her. A long minute passed as it hesitated, and them rammed forward and squished inside. Namhat bit her lower lip as her whole body ballooned, every inch of her widening as the slime-secreting creature-

[Ed. note: It is clear from the description of the beast that it was an octopus, an exotic marine creature the reader may be unfamiliar with that is capable of secreting enormous quantities of thin sticky slime. Readers should refer to Hokusai's famous 1814 The Dream of the Fisherman's Wife for a graphic depiction of this otherwise nearly unknown mythical marine creature.]

-widening as the slime-secreting creature slipped inside her with a loud wet pop! The fertile blimp of a priestess rapidly swelled with slime, her navel popping from an innie into an outie as every inch of her bulged from her cheeks to her formerly dainty toes. To add to the great humiliation of this fair and noble creature, her great golden circlet tumbled off and sank into the water, not that she was in any position to care. Her robe tore to pieces around her round body, leaving her naked, and she struggled to roll onto her belly, her rear rising above the level of the water and revealing innumerable [Note: the word is more literally translated as '11 or more'] tentacles gripping her pale cheeks and wrapped around her thick hips.

Namhat struggled to her feet and wobbled as she attempted to make for the far shore in the direction of her journey, gasping and moaning and muttering dire imprecations against the strange marine animal. Tentacles squeezed her thighs like a passionate lover, two of them sliding between and deep into her from another passage as she continued to expand and the rest gradually pulled into her body. She made it many steps on spread, swollen toes and fattened feet through the water before the appendages of the creature had nearly withdrawn into her bottom before- SPLAT!!!

The noble sacred prostitute Namhat exploded in a slimy splat that was immediately washed away by the murky waters. A confused looking many-tentacled beast plopped into the water and swam away.

So relates the sacred prostitute Margrahat, junior priestess, who watched open mouthed in confusion and other emotions from the shore as the above unfolded and was unfortunately unable to make any move to aid her superior priestess against the unknown creature, and then who considered entering the water but decided to turn around and go home instead.

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And that, illustrious reader, is what is inscribed in cuneiform upon so antediluvian a tablet. Surely the tale is rich with deep metaphor and layered with unknown meaning and will some day take it's rightful place at the side of The Epic as a seminal work of world literature. Or at least a seminal work of something or other.

Sun, 08/11/2019 - 18:45

(Reply to #53) #15

darkburster2

Well now, this was an unexpected read! You did a great job with the creative writing here! Thanks!

Misery loves company.

Sun, 06/02/2019 - 02:19

#16

HeliumBubblegum

This sounds fun and interesting!

Here are some few that i´m into.

- Helium, floating away, tied down.

- Air, water (or any other liquid)

- Full body, belly, butt (and lower like legs, member etc)

- Inflates in public area or private areas, sometimes humiliation, accidental inflates, inflates against my will, lust/can´t resist inflating myself.

You can write the story in the DM´s or here, your choice :)

Sun, 06/02/2019 - 02:23

(Reply to #10) #17

HeliumBubblegum

Oh and also the character. His name could be Dash. He is is 5.9 feet tall, has average body type, black hair. Think thats it.

Tue, 06/04/2019 - 13:29

(Reply to #10) #18

darkburster2

Gonna take a crack at something that’s not normally my style- hope this isn’t bad

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It was another busy day at the mall, crowds of people passing through, no one really paying another any mind... Melanie was a cute thing, smooth chestnut hair in a bob cut. She had a delicate yet playful look about her, wearing a bright baby blue, silk shirt that shined, and sparkling eyes. She had on a pink skirt too, which made her outfit practically call out “bubblegum!” Which was fitting... She was running an exotic balloon stand. “Melly’s Be-loons!” The sign read. She perked up as she caught a boy slow down in the crowd of passers by as he was looking her way. Melly smiled as her hand flicked on a switch behind her stand...

”Umm... Hello!” The boy greeted as he approached Melly’s stand. “Hey there!, you look like you’re interested in something” she said while leaning forward on the table top. “Yeah... uhmm...Do... do you have something bubblegum themed? He asked while looking at her dress. “Oh? I got something... here!” Melly pulled out a piece of gum and handed to the boy. “It’s special!” The boy took the piece of gum but was still kind of confused. “Well you gotta chew it up silly, it’ll turn into something really big and spectacular once your ready to blow it up!” Melly explained cheerfully. “Oh, okay...” as he unraveled the gum and popped it in his mouth. “My name’s Dash by the way, your really cute- er I meant you got a cute business here!” He started to blush. “Don’t worry about it, pretty boy- I’m out here trying to attract attention heheh. I’m Melly, as you might’ve guessed!”

The two continued to pass some time with more small talk, people not paying the balloon stand any mind at all. “Hey, I’ve got an idea!” Melly said with a wink. “I think it’s about time we blow up that bubblegum balloon and get this crowds’ attention, yeah?”

”oh? Yeah alright, we can try” dash wasn’t sure what to expect. (This is just bubblegum, right?) he thought. “Here, put this on- it’s for blowing up the balloon!” It was a mask of sorts, and Dash didn’t give it too much thought, maybe it’d be fun to be the one blowing up the balloon- so he put it on. “Alright, like this?” Dash looked at Melly with curiosity. “Perfect! Now, just close your eyes and pucker up!” Melly said while leaning in, her hands at her hips. “Ok... mmnoh wuhht?” He said thru pursed lips. “This!” Melly shouted proudfully as she pushed a hose into Dash’s mouth!

Dash opened his eyes just to see Melly push a button on top of the tank with the hose inside his mouth- his eyes went wide as it bulged inside and it filled his mouth, pushing his cheeks out, the gum still inside. “Mmphhh-!!!” Dash tried to speak as he pulled unsuccessfully at the hose- the bulge was the nozzle end blowing up as to not come lose while it blew inside the air. Melly turned the valve open on the tank, which unlike the sign, the tank read “Melly’s BELLY Balloons!” with the picture of a person blown up something spherical...

”Don’t be so shocked now, you poor thing! We are blowing up the balloon after all- I just didn’t tell you onnnnnne little detail!” Melly kept spinning the valve. The hissing of air grew louder as Dash’s body started to feel full...Panicking, his hands went to his belly, lifting up his shirt to see his belly pushing out, like rising bread dough. His pants were becoming tighter too, and he looked back suddenly to Melly as the button on his pants popped off. “YOU’RE the balloon!” Melly finished with a playful smile. She walked up and stuck her finger into his bellybutton, “you’ve got a ways to go yet, big boy- don’t worry though... you won’t pop! They usually never do...” she trails off as she turns away.

People around are starting to take notice, a few stop to take a look to confirm what they’re really seeing- indeed it’s really happening! Dash blushes again as his shirt inevitably rips open and his belly stretches outward like a ball. His arms and legs thicken and the skin starts to become taught, as his body suddenly feels very light now! The pressure grows intense inside, spreading to the boys hands and feet- his shoes ripping and falling to the floor, at the same time a FWOOOMP and rubbery stretch is heard from below as his now bare feet balloon out, unrestricted. Melly comes back with some string and ties one end to her stand, she approaches Dash with the other. He looks on, very worried now at what could be happening next- and sees people all around have stopped and mourning amongst each other. “That’s right bubble boy- this is for you! Now make like a balloon for all of us and float high up- bloat n float!

“Mggggmfffhhhh—!!!!” Dash’s face goes beat red as the pressure becomes too much now. His arms and legs spread out, the hands and feet spherical, fingers and toes spread wide apart. The pants rip at his butt cheeks too, the stretching sound of rubbery skin FWOOMPING again as they pushed outwards, like airbags going off! The crowd “Ohhhhh! And wowing” at the spectacle. Finally, one last button was on the verge of popping- Melly ran her finger again down Dash’s belly, and with another whimpering grunt- his belly button popped out! “There it is!” Melly teased, as she rubbed her finger around and poked at the erect bellybutton, then tied the string around it tight! “Off you go, bubblegum balloon!” Melly pushed Dash up poking his bellybutton one last time as he drifted into the air, held tight by a string around his navel. Melly pushed a button again and the tank stopped, and the hose retracted from Dash’s lips. But as he tried to blow out the air, only a pink shiny bubble blew out. Tried as he might, he couldn’t blow it big enough to pop, and the blowback sent the orb back inside his mouth, the air going back into his belly...

He floated above, the skin shiny, and taught like rubber- Dash was now a human blimp, who helplessly floated up towards the ceiling, where he noticed more helpless balloons wiggled about. “Don’t worry, the gum will settle and you’ll be able to talk again shortly, but- you’ll be here awhile...” one of the human balloons said. “Only 1 girl popped, was some karate girl- “Kung pow Nami” she called her, she tried to escape but floated up out of the window. Rain cleaned it away at least” “Kung-popped is what she was- don’t worry though, let’s us down and blows us up every now and then!” Another said.

The next day was pretty busy at the mall again... a girl caught a glimpse of someone taking notice of her, and she flipped on a switch...

Misery loves company.

Wed, 06/05/2019 - 19:26

(Reply to #20) #19

darkburster2

I take the silence as you (or anyone) didn’t like it?

Misery loves company.

Wed, 06/05/2019 - 20:08

(Reply to #22) #20

Phobos001

Relax, he might have stuff going on in real life. Just wait until he reads it :L

Thu, 06/06/2019 - 01:38

(Reply to #20) #21

HeliumBubblegum

Yeah sorry was pretty busy so i couldn´t respond.

But i got to say, even tho certain stuff wasn´t really your cup of tea, I sure still loved that story. So thank you for actually taking your time to write that story!

Thu, 06/06/2019 - 05:43

(Reply to #25) #22

darkburster2

Thank you, I’m glad it came out good despite my lack of interest

in more “lighthearted” scenarios lol. I really thought I did bad or the couple of things I like that I squeezed in might’ve ruined it.

Misery loves company.

Thu, 06/06/2019 - 06:14

(Reply to #26) #23

HeliumBubblegum

Well all i can say is that popping isn´t my thing but as long as the character turns back to normal after popping im good.

But since it wasn´t Dash who popped then its all fine.

Sun, 06/02/2019 - 10:09

#24

Phobos001

I'm so glad this thread is going well! I might just throw my hat in the ring too now. I think later today or tomorrow I'll be able to fulfill someone elses request.

I (male) would like to inflate someone else (male or female) in a playful, SFW manner. Maybe a little sexual teasing if you want but nothing NSFW this time around. Ill let the writer decide what's used to inflate and what happens, but I want something more exotic than a bedroom/home setup. Just something different I guess. Be as grounded or crazy as you want :)

Sun, 06/02/2019 - 12:08

#25

BluXeCalvin

I think I shall join in as well,

Male. Full body inflation, either by air or helium. Like the idea of being blown up big for someone to be played with. The rest can be filled in by the writer.

The rounder the better

Sun, 06/02/2019 - 12:48

#26

inflateme 100

Im game too.

Female. Breast and butt inflation . Air and Helium are my faves. Teased and pleasured are tops . More private setting is better for me. Inflatee only .

Mon, 06/03/2019 - 03:53

#27

BlueberryBalloon19

This sounds fun!

Male, blueberry (1971 size). I love the idea of my girlfriend ripening me up, teasing me, and 'havibg her way' in a private setting.

Tue, 06/04/2019 - 20:29

#28

Sygdir

That's a very neat idea !

Me, a male, getting inflated by a girl blowing into his cock(full body inflation). I like strong emphasis on the girl's puffy cheeks when she blows and any sign of effort (sweating, frowning, etc...). Popping is ok, especially if the girl tries to make me believe that she won't blow to pop me !

Sun, 08/11/2019 - 11:58

(Reply to #21) #29

blowpop

"Awww, no way, babe, just relax. I'll stop as soon as you're full." Mara leaned her elbows against his thighs, the cool water of the pool caressing Sygdir's legs as her curvaceous body bobbed between them. It had taken a good bit of coaxing, cajoling, and reassurance that she wouldn't go too far in spite of her preferences for the brunette to get her boyfriend to agree to this, but her efforts had finally paid off: Sygdir had agreed to let her give him a very literal sort of blow job as he sat at the side of their backyard pool.

"Well, alright... I trust you, just be careful, okay? I know what you like to do to balloons." He grinned and ran his fingers through her silky hair, savoring the light blush that colored her cheeks and the excitement in her big green eyes. Not sparing another word, Mara tugged loose the strings of his swim trunks and pulled his waistband down, letting out an eager little moan as she gripped his cock and gave it a few strokes.

She wiggled and pulled herself a bit further out of the pool, her generous bosom pressing against the tiled edge, rivulets of cool water running down her pale back and the flare of her hips from the strings of her top to the edge of her bikini bottom, the straps cutting into her plush sides just above the level of the scintillating water. Her juicy lips parted, warm breath caressing his aching dick for a split second before she took his tip in her mouth, brushed the underside with her tongue, and blew. Hard.

Mara's blush reddened, her cheeks puffed and her eyes squeezed shut as Sygdir's belly began to swell. He bit his lip and moaned as the sensation of filling bloomed inside him and his flat stomach quickly burgeoned to a sensual bloat. She broke off her blowing with a wet pop, panted a few deep breaths, and went right back to puffing up her boyfriend before he even had time to explore his already expanded belly. He thickened like rising dough, stitches popping in his trunks as his hips and bottom widened on the tile, a rapidly deepening hint of butt cleavage growing above the waistband that constrained his pillowy inflating love handles. His gut bulged, huge and round, and every inch of his form seemed to grow a bit more full and broad.

"Uhnn, you look positively gravid, babe!" Mara panted excitedly, a thin layer of sweat covering her from the pool up. She braced a leg against the wall of the pool and bobbed up to plant a kiss just below his deep navel, leaving a pink lipstick print on his skin. Previously dry but now sweaty and blushing, the girl's makeup was starting to run a tiny bit, her heaving bosom and blurry eyeliner turning her into a panting vision of passion that stirred something inside Sygdir other than her swirling, warm breath. He let out a low moan.

Mara felt him pulse in her grip as he began to climax and dove back down to wrap her lips around his cock and slide it deep into her mouth, straining and feeling fuzzy as she eagerly swallowed, her eyes rolling up to watch him rub his belly and bite his lip. She took a huge inhale through her nose, chest rising, and blew against his orgasm, her powerful lungs winning out over his loins. She strained, blushing cheeks bulging, hair wet with sweat, jade eyes smoldering over smeared makeup, one squeezed shut and the other drinking in all it could of her ballooning boyfriend.

He gasped and whined in pleasure, clutching his massive body as his trunks burst to shreds around him. She huffed, his body wobbled, she puffed and his body expanded out in every direction, creaking loudly. Diminutive compared to her blimp of a boyfriend, she shuddered with dizzy exhausted effort, forcing the last of her air into him as she squeezed her eyes shut. Sygdir let out one last creak and then detonated in an earsplitting pneumatic BOOOOOM!

Mara was flung back a few feet into the pool and went under. She rose quickly, gasping and sputtering, panting hard with a huge grin spread across her pretty face.

Wed, 06/05/2019 - 22:16

#30

PuffyMan

I might, MIGHT pick up my pen again for this... if I can be greedy and get more stories myself later! I'll think about it.

Mon, 06/10/2019 - 21:42

#31

hfilled

I liked it just fine.

Sun, 06/16/2019 - 01:50

#32

darkburster2

If someone’s gonna bump topics from 2008, then I’m bumping this lol

Misery loves company.

Sun, 06/16/2019 - 05:02

(Reply to #29) #33

Phobos001

Thank you! I've been meaning to come back here and write something up but life hasn't given me any chances to do that yet. I've had a few ideas for your request too, btw. Not sure when I'll be able to start though. I might just try today if I'm lucky, but I don't want to rush anything either x_x

Sun, 06/16/2019 - 16:18

(Reply to #30) #34

darkburster2

Cool! Sounds great! I had already given up on my request getting any hits lol, so thanks!

Misery loves company.

Tue, 06/18/2019 - 10:36

(Reply to #31) #35

Phobos001

I'm sorry, but a lot more has been put on my plate and it might be a while before I write a story for you. Wanted to give you a heads up on what was going on so you're not thinking I forgot.

Tue, 06/18/2019 - 14:52

(Reply to #32) #36

darkburster2

Thanks!

Is it ok if I check in say, like a few weeks or a month from now if I don’t hear anything? I usually do that and I don’t wanna sound bad about it, but thanks for that heads up!

Misery loves company.

Tue, 06/18/2019 - 15:24

(Reply to #33) #37

Phobos001

Sure thing! Hopefully it won't be a whole month from now, but my life is pretty hectic so it's not totally off the table. I'll probably PM you the story when I finish it. :)

Sun, 06/23/2019 - 15:56

(Reply to #34) #38

darkburster2

Ok! :)

Misery loves company.

Fri, 07/12/2019 - 15:27

(Reply to #34) #39

darkburster2

Just checking in

(I wanted to wait a few weeks before doing so)

Misery loves company.

Sun, 07/14/2019 - 06:43

(Reply to #41) #40

Phobos001

Hi! I'm sorry, but life's been stopping me from doing a lot of things I want to work on, and when I do get time I've been spending it on working on larger passion projects. I'm sorry but I don't think I'll be able to write a story for you in the near future.

The idea I had was having your character explore an ancient cave with alien markings on it, only to find that the water inside is sentient and aggressive. It would wipe out the torch in her hand and start filling her up through her pores. She'd fill up all around but her feet would be much larger due to the weight, but eventually she'd be on the edge of popping for a few minutes (And obviously popping at the end). The inflation was gonna happen in the dark and focus on the shifting of water through her system and other tangible sensations instead.

I'm sorry to leave you hanging for so long, but right now these larger projects are taking higher precedence in my life with what little time I actually get. I hope you understand <3

Sun, 07/14/2019 - 08:59

(Reply to #42) #41

darkburster2

Understandable... thanks for the info on the idea at least, that still helps spur the imagination :)

Misery loves company.

Fri, 06/21/2019 - 02:36

#42

Cockyjock18

Sounds lit. I'm a 18 year old male, my name is Adain, I'm a very cocky jock that needs his just desserts very badly. I'm 5,11 I weigh 160, am wearing black sweat pants, a blue tee shirt, white air Jordans and a black and grey north face Denali zip up. I was thinking about it being a blueberry inflation, in between the orginial and remake size, but a large sphere anyway. It's February and I'm invited to a modern version of the Wonka tour. Will include tons of teasing, tons of bursting innuendo as I swell up into a blueberry bomb. Can include bursting. I'm very disobedient and desvere punishment

Tue, 07/23/2019 - 07:33

#43

Rivas03

Wed, 07/24/2019 - 05:36

(Reply to #37) #44

darkburster2

Misery loves company.

Wed, 07/03/2019 - 02:03

#45

darkburster2

Bumping this, becuz “alol” decided to go and pointlessly bump like 10 old topics, even one from 2008 and 2013 -__-

Misery loves company.

Tue, 07/23/2019 - 13:05

#46

Berry The Dude

to be honest I would like them to give me mutiple strips of gum and see how big of a blueberry I could get

Sat, 07/27/2019 - 08:35

#47

Bubblez101

Not too sure if this is still active but I might as well try my luck.

I'm a 23-year-old male with white skin, blue eyes, brown hair and freckles. I'm 5'8" and fairly thin, though I have a pot belly.

I have an unhealthy obsession for cumflation and would like to be blown up via my mouth and anus. I wish to be tormented until I explode.

I leave all other specifics to my inflator(s), so go wild.

Sat, 07/27/2019 - 12:26

(Reply to #46) #48

darkburster2

Guess it doesn’t hurt to post it here, but I wouldn’t expect anything. I even did a story hoping someone would do one for me, and went out of my comfort zone with the theme, and i now look at it as a waste of time and regret it.

who knows. Maybe you’ll get lucky.

Misery loves company.

Sat, 07/27/2019 - 15:39

(Reply to #47) #49

Bubblez101

Aw. Here's hoping.

Tue, 08/06/2019 - 20:23

(Reply to #48) #50

darkburster2

See? Nothin, lol. This whole thread looked like it would work theoretically, but it did not at all. Probly whole number of reasons, but despite it intentions, it was far less successful than the opposite approach of 1 writer taking on requested stories.

Im just mad I wasted my time doing a story I otherwise never would have made.

Misery loves company.

Thu, 08/08/2019 - 13:22

(Reply to #49) #51

Bubblez101

Was worth a try. I understand though, it's pretty time consuming to write a story.

Who knows, maybe this thread will be picked up again.

Experiment: How would you want others to inflate you?

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