Dear Diary (In a Pandemic)
March 13
Dear diary,
I know it’s probably not a great idea to keep our beach trip plans, but we can’t get our deposit back so we might as well? Gonna try to not think about it and spend more time in my bikinis than I do fully dressed. The weather is gonna be great, the girls all still want to go, and spring break only happens once a year. Let’s do this shit!
-Nicole
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March 21
Dear diary,
That was the most amazing spring break trip EVER! We probably shouldn’t have gone but it was sooo fun. I’ve never gotten a better tan! Kendra was running a fever on the car ride home today but it was probably just her allergies.
-Nicole
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March 23
Dear diary,
Oh shit. Kendra tested positive. All four of us in the hotel room were exposed, but Kendra and I shared a bed the entire week. I’m feeling fine, but have to get into the doctor tomorrow and at least self-quarantine for two weeks. Good thing the office sent everyone home for the foreseeable future.
-Nicole
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March 24
Dear diary,
They could use that swab to drill for oil. Ugh! Still feeling fine, though. Kendra is definitely having some of the more severe symptoms, though. She said that none of her shirts fit this morning.
-Nicole
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March 25
Dear diary,
Oh God, I have it. I have GROVID-19. This can’t be happening to me. I still don’t even have any symptoms! I don’t want to end up like Kendra who is stuck in her bedroom... not just because Rachel won’t let her out, but because she apparently wouldn’t even fit through the door now. I’m in the prime of my life. If it were me I would be devastated.
-Nicole
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March 26
Dear diary,
Still no symptoms.
-Nicole
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March 27
Dear diary,
Still no symptoms. Maybe I’m one of the lucky ones?
-Nicole
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March 28
Dear diary,
Talked to Kendra today right before they knocked down the outside wall to her bedroom. She’s feeling okay despite everything, but she’s being moved to a more spacious isolation facility. They’re taking Rachel with her - she started running a fever yesterday and blew up like a balloon before they even got her results back. Poor thing.
I had to get tested again today. Still no symptoms.
-Nicole
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March 29
Dear diary,
Still positive, still no symptoms. Quarantine continues.
-Nicole
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April 1
Dear diary,
I’m bored as hell. Still symptom-free, but every little funny feeling freaks me out. This sucks. I just want to be by the pool in my bikini maintaining this tan.
-Nicole
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April 3
Dear diary,
Oh shit, I started having symptoms today. Woke up bloated like I was on the worst period ever, and it only got worse from there. Had to call the health department and tell them I was showing symptoms, and I almost cried on the phone. Now I seriously look hugely pregnant, like pregnant-with-twins pregnant. I don’t even know how to cope with this, and I’ve been knocking things over in my apartment all day trying to move around. Pregnant women get eight months to get used to this. I got eight hours?!
Talked to Kendra again today to tell her the news. She’s in pretty good spirits despite still being all blown up, and it doesn’t look like her case is all that serious. They think she’ll shrink down enough to fit into her apartment again in a few days. Rachel is not doing well though. They had to move her to their largest quarantine facility, the one that has like 30 foot ceilings, and when she almost outgrew that they had to hook up a reverse ventilator to keep her from getting any bigger. Scary.
-Nicole
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April 4
Dear diary,
I’m so puffy and bloated all over that I don’t have one piece of clothing that fits anymore. My belly is enormous… and I didn’t used to have a belly! My boobs are huge, my butt is massive, my arms and legs are all chunky. Even my bathrobe doesn’t fit. I’m a bulging naked fatass and I’m stuck in my living room because I can’t even fit through my bedroom door or between the counters leading into the kitchen.
Talked to the health department again. They are going to have someone come by and check in on me every four hours during the day. Make sure I’m doing okay, help me eat, stuff like that. As long as I don’t get too big they want me to stay home so that hospital capacity can be used on worse cases.
-Nicole
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April 5
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
Day 3 of symptoms and it finally happened: I’m a blimp. Except for my boobs, which are enormous, my body is just a big ball. I’m kind of numb to it by now and just want it to be over. My spring break tan is already gone.
It’s embarrassing enough that the in-home nurses have to see me like this, but at least no one else will. If all the cute guys at the beach saw me like this I would die. Going to the bathroom with their help is the most humiliating thing I’ve ever experienced. They are really professional about it, but still.
Kendra and I FaceTimed today. It was so good to see her, and it was good to see that she got a lot bigger than me. Hopefully I won’t have to work as hard to get my body back. She said we should call ourselves the balloon buddies from now on. I think she’s more excited than I am about the nickname, but maybe I’ll appreciate it more once this is all over.
-Nicole
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April 6
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
I apparently blew up a lot overnight, and my morning nurse was worried that she was going to have to call for an evac. But it looks like I’ve finally stopped! I just barely fit in my living room with a couple of feet to spare, and that’s been steady this afternoon and evening.
My boobs disappeared last night, though, and I’m really bummed. They were everything to me, and I kind of liked that they were all I had left. I’ve read about people coming out of GROVID-19 with much different bodies than they started with. I don’t know what I’ll do if I don’t get my boobs and my ass back.
-Nicole
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April 7
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
This quarantine is even more boring than before. I literally can’t do anything that Siri or Alexa can’t do, no one can come over and keep me company, and the nurses are so busy that they’re in and out in about five minutes. This really sucks.
-Nicole
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April 8
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
Kendra got to go home today. They are still rebuilding her bedroom, and she’s got a few more days of deflating left, but she’s not so big anymore that she needs to stay at the hospital. Rachel is doing a lot better too: she’s off the reverse ventilator and has started shrinking a little bit too. I’m so relieved for her.
No change with me, though. I’m a couple of days behind them so hopefully I’ll start seeing some improvement tomorrow.
-Nicole
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April 10
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
Still no change for me. Starting to get a little worried.
-Nicole
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April 13
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
I’m still a huge blimp.
FaceTimed with Kendra again. She’s back to her old self, looking hot and happy as ever. Hard to believe that I’m still bigger than the bed we shared at the hotel at the beach.
-Nicole
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April 20
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
Literally nothing has changed with me. How much longer do I have to be like this?
Kendra got to take big ol’ Rachel home today and is taking such good care of her. I’m a little jealous.
-Nicole
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April 30
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
Today was not my finest hour. I begged my afternoon nurse to squeeze me through my balcony door and roll me outside for just 10 minutes of warm air and sunlight. Something, anything. Of course she couldn’t do that, and of course I cried. I kept crying after she left, and it’s really frustrating when your tears trickle all the way down your chest and stomach and you can’t do anything about it.
-Nicole
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May 3
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
Kendra and Rachel came to visit me today since they have immunity now. They gave me a hug… sort of… and it felt good to have someone touch me without it being a nurse wiping my ass. Kendra looked so hot in her teeny tiny shorts and her spaghetti strap tank top, and she’s been getting plenty of sun. I would kill to wear something like that right now.
Rachel is still a bit swollen, but it’s ALL in her boobs and her hips and she looks… amazing? She said that she only stopped deflating a couple days ago but she’s still got some enormous hooters and a huuuuuge butt. I whimpered a little bit watching her show off her curves with her hands. Maybe I’ll get that lucky when I deflate?
...if I deflate...
-Nicole
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May 5
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
My doctor paid a house call today since they haven’t seen any improvement in my size. He told me that there’s a new term for people “like me”: “GROVID long-haulers.” Apparently a small percentage of people, for whatever reason, keep exhibiting symptoms long after infection. It wasn’t exactly encouraging to hear that a handful of people were still inflated from early in the pandemic, close to four months now.
Could I be stuck like this for four months? Maybe even longer? What would that be like?
-Nicole
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May 6
Hi Nicole’s diary!
After we heard that she might be a long-hauler, Rachel and I decided to move in for a while. Nicole was so happy to see us and has been really starved for company. She asked us to keep making diary entries for her.
-Kendra
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May 7
Dear Nicole’s diary,
We gave Nicole a shower and washed her hair for the first time in over a month yesterday. The people taking care of me did it for me and I knew how good it would feel for her. Of course, Nicole didn’t get anywhere near as huge as I did, but I think I’d rather go through that than what she’s going through.
After she was all clean she asked us to lay down on top of her.
~Rachel
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May 9
Dear Nicole’s diary,
Nicole asked us last night if we would sleep on top of her all night. She’s big enough that we actually managed to do it, so we laid down next to her head with our pillows and blankets. She seemed super happy about it. It was kinda cute.
-Kendra
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May 12
Dear Nicole’s diary,
Nicole has been asking me a bunch of questions about my boobs and butt. Are they shrinking yet (no), do I like them (yes), would I intentionally get GROVID again if I knew I’d end up with even bigger boobs (no), do I wish I hadn’t gotten GROVID at all (that’s complicated), stuff like that. She seems a little obsessed with me. I can’t blame her: I’m much curvier than even she was. I catch her staring at my boobs all the time, and she gasps a little and blushes a bit whenever they rub against her at all.
~Rachel
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May 14
Dear Nicole’s diary,
We slept on top of Nicole again last night, and this morning when I woke up she was staring right at me and breathing really hard. Her cheeks turned bright red and she tried to play it off, but I have a pretty good idea what was going on. Poor thing, she’s been a prisoner in her own body for so long. I could never go that long without at least a date with the shower head.
-Kendra
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May 15
Dear Nicole’s diary,
I had the worst case of GROVID of anyone I know. I was a 25ft wide blimp for almost a week. Nicole asked if I found it enjoyable at any part. You mean the part when they shoved tubes down my throat and up my butt and hooha to suck air out of me and make sure I didn’t burst? It was the horniest I’ve ever been in my life, being that aroused and completely unable to do anything about it. At the time I never wanted it to end. I wouldn’t do it again, though. They say getting GROVID a second time is even more serious.
Of course I didn’t tell Nicole any of that, just like I didn’t tell any of the doctors or nurses what I was really feeling while I was the size of a two-story house. I was too embarrassed, too ashamed, too weirded out, so I had to endure it all in secret. But maybe the GROVID long-haulers experience some of the same things as in extreme cases like mine. Maybe Nicole doesn’t have to be alone in all this.
~Rachel
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May 16
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
The girls went to the grocery store so I can finally make my own diary entry and really say what’s on my mind. I’ve been too scared to tell them, but I can’t wait any longer.
When they get back I’m gonna ask them to sleep naked with me tonight. I need it so bad. I don’t know why but as soon as I saw them walk in all I’ve needed is for them to strip down and love on me and kiss me and squeeze me. I need Rachel’s tit balloons rubbing all over me, and I need that huge tight ass on my face. I need them to roll me over, get on top of me, and eat me out while bouncing up and down on me. I need Kendra to whisper in my ear how I used to be slim and sexy like her but now I’m a helpless round blimp and I may never wear a bikini or a dress or lingerie or anything ever again. I need them to take lots of pictures of me and show them to me next to pics of me from the beach trip so I can see how everything I loved about my body before is gone. I need them to tell me I’ll be like this for the rest of my life and I’ll have to be rolled everywhere I go and spoonfed everything I eat.
I’ve never felt like this before. Something’s wrong with me. The part that worries me most, and excites me most, is that I want to keep feeling this way.
-Nicole
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May 16
Dear Nicole’s diary,
Nicole and I have been best friends for a long time. We’ve never been shy about being naked around each other. Hell, we slept naked together at the beach. I would’ve slept naked on top of her before, but I was worried she would be embarrassed about how I got my body back. I could see how happy it made her when I stripped and let my body rub against hers. I want to be there for her and help her any way I can.
-Kendra
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May 16
Dear Nicole (whenever you go back and read this),
You are an enormous whore of a blimp. Your body used to be so amazingly hot with your beautiful smile, those perfect, full titties, and that gorgeous ass that would never fully fit into your pants. I’ve never had the courage to say it, but I would’ve given anything to be with you, to share that bed with you over spring break and wrap my legs around you and suck on those tits of yours.
But now look at you. That perfect 10 body is almost a perfect 10 in width. I can’t take you to bed because you’re bigger than any bed in town. I can’t wrap my legs around you. I don’t even know where to look on that useless hollow globe you call a body in order to suck on something that might have been a tit a couple months ago.
And now look at me! I can’t even reach my arms all the way around my tits, and they’re tight and bouncy. My ass makes any pair of shorts look like a thong. I’m in love with the way my body is now, and part of that is because I’m hotter than you.
So now it’s you that gets to suck on my tits. I’m gonna smother you with them and shove them into your mouth and there’s nothing you can do to stop me. But you know what else I’m gonna do? I’m gonna wear my stilettos on top of you. I’m gonna dig my fingernails into you. I’m gonna take a deep breath, give you the deepest kiss of your life, and exhale into you. I’m gonna do everything I can to make you feel like you’re about to explode.
You’re gonna love it.
You don’t have a choice.
~Rachel
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August 3
Hey Siri, take a note
Dear diary,
Sorry for not making an entry for so long. The girls have been having a lot of fun with me. Being a long-hauler isn't so bad when you've got friends like these.
Gotta go, Rachel is about to shove her tits in my face again.
-Nicole
i really want this to happen to me