Seeking three stories

I think the second one is by AirGrenade, but it was one of the ones lost when they purged their gallery a while back.

Got airgrenades story saved apart from the popping (not a fan of a gory pop) but see below:

Sheyla was crouched low behind a stack of crates when the jeep started to move. The 4x4 car pulled out of the farm onto the dirt track leading to the village. Sheyla worked on the farm and had been waiting exitedly for the farmer to leave. Her shift ended an hour ago but she had stayed. Sheyla watched the jeep disapear, "Perfect." she giggled then made a run for the silos.

Earlier that day the farmer had complained that she was eating too much of the farm's produce. It was a dairy farm and Sheyla couldn't resist the thick cream produced in this part of the country. She had a reputation for being glutonous and was about to enforce it.

She was by no means a skinny, country girl. Sheyla was a slightly overfed city chick that wore a big pink sweater and tight black trackies. Her long blonde hair glamourised her chubby features. Sheyla was working temporarily on the farm, this being her last day. She had not enjoyed her employment here and was convicted to making the farmer know it.

She reached the silos. They were big silver towers that contained the finnished cream ready for shipping. Large trucks would pull up and tank away the heavy liquid. Shelya had watched the process happen many times. A large hose lay at the bottom of each tower, it was supposed to connect to the truck... but Sheyla had other ideas.

The bases of the silos were situated in the warehouse. Sheyla had parked her car just outside for a quick escape. She ran over to the first silo and examined the hose. It was smaller than she thought and could easily fit in her mouth. She set about doing so.

"Danger, high preasure?" Sheyla read the hazzard warnings on the hose. She wasn't very smart and payed little attention to them. She picked up the heavy metal end of the hose and pointed it away from her. She gave it a squeeze. A sudden rush of thick creamy liquid gushed out infront of her. Sheyla smiled.

She turned down the preasure with a valve on the side of the silo and stuck the hose in her mouth. Sheyla reached out and switched on the hose again. She groaned in delight as the sweet cream trickled into her mouth. Sheyla continued to suckle on it for a minute. She wanted more though and she walked over, with the hose still in her mouth, to the preasure valve.

She gave it a little nudge in the open direction. The flow in her mouth surged and gulped it down greedily. Sheyla drank more and more, yet still felt she wasn't getting enough. She nudged it up again. The preasure was high and she had to push the hose further down her throat to stop it leaking out her mouth. Suddenly she found a perfect position. The hose was wedged in her neck in such a way that it poured straight down into her stomach, without her having to swallow.

Sheyla groaned in absolute pleasure as she felt the thick creamy liquid fill up her belly. She closed her eyes and rubbed her stomach. It was starting to grow as she drank more and more. Sheyla watched it expand, it slowly stretched out her pink sweater. She diddn't care how fat she got, this was great!

Her legs started to falter under her growing weight. Sheyla began to stagger over to her car. It was a white Ford saloon. The hose trailed behind her as her slightly swollen body heaved its way over to the car. She was getting to heavy to move and only just made it to the bonnet before her legs let go. Sheyla fell backward onto the car's bonnet. She continued sucking on the hose that fed her. Her belly started to swell out from under her top. It grew bigger and bigger.

Sheyla's large breasts were also starting to fill with cream and began to inflate in her bra. She lay flat on her back listening to her belly gurgle and creak as she felt herself expand. She started to look really big. Her belly had swollen to cover almost the whole bonnet. It ballooned outward, popping out from inside her black trackies. Her clothes started to rip.

Just then the flow stopped. Sheyla lay stunned for a moment, before looking up to check the hose. She couldn't see over her swollen breasts and had to stand up. It took her a few tries, but she managed to lunge forward onto her feet. She choked on the hose in horror.

"Well, well, what have we here." Sheyla looked stunned at the farmer, he was standing in front of the silo with one foot on the hose. She couldn't speak with the hose in her mouth and just stared back. "Looks like the pigs have a new freind."

Sheyla suddenly made a dash for her car, she used her weight to lung into the driver's seat. But she got stuck in the door way. She was much bigger than the doorway and diddn't fit. The farmer laughed as he watched her trying to squeeze into the small car. She was too fat to get in. Her giant stomach bulged out of the side of the driver's seat.

Sheyla struggled, desperately trying to squeeze into the tight space. She moved the chair back which gave her a little room. She made another sudden surge to get into the car. The farmer smiled and took his foot off the hose. Sheyla was shoked as the cream started to pump into her again. Her stomach started growing in the tiny space. It pressed against the edges of the door.

The farmer watched as the girl's belly swelled even bigger. Sheyla suddenly jerked the chair backward, it came off its railings and slid back as far as it would go. This gave her just enough space to squeeze her bloated belly into the car. Her Breasts squished up round her face making it hard to see ahead of her. She slammed the door shut.

The farmer suddenly seemed to realise that she might actually get away. He darted forward had kicked the front of her car. Just as Sheyla switched on the engine, the airbag inflated, pinning her backward. She couldn't see the rear veiw mirror to reverse. Unkowing to Sheyla the farmer wasn't finnished yet. Het ran over to the silo and gave the preasure valve a sharp turn.

Sheyla was suddenly flooded with cream. It gushed down her throat at huge speed. The farmer began to run! Sheyla writhed desperately trying to escape. The car felt tight all around her. She began to blow up at immense speed. Her stomach inflated to fill the interior of the car. Her breasts began to suffocate her. Her pink garment stretched only to cover her breasts. Her trackies popped open at the front.

The car started to creak and bend as she grew bigger and heavier. Her belly bulged over the dashboard, bending the streering wheel. Her boobs pressed against the windscreen. Her head squashed against the roof. Sheylas ass grew wider and wider, bending the sides of the car outward. She couldn't move, just expand.

Sheyla was almost the size of the car when the windows began to shatter. Her soft pink skin pushing the parts of the car apart. The headlights flashed as she began to grow out of the broken vehicle. Her breasts burst through the roof, smashing open the sides of the car. Sheyla was now huge and barely resembled a human.

Her helpless arms waved by her sides as she inflated to enormous proportions. Her pink top barely kept her nipples hidden out of her giant tits.