Megan's Drink

It had come, the long awaited event, 5:00 pm on Friday. Chemist Luke Osmond looked up at the clock and immediately got ready to depart. He entered the restroom to change out of his lab clothes. His brother David, and Megan, David's girlfriend, pulled up outside the lab and entered the lab.

"Hey, Mike!" David shouted, "Are you here?"

"Yeah! I'll be out in a minute!" Mike yelled from the restroom.

Mike, David, and Megan had planned to go clubbing as they always did on Friday nights. David wore his favorite neon red shirt and kakis, while Megan wore a bright yellow long sleeved shirt and black slacks. It had hot that day (102 degrees F), and Megan was thirsty and hadn't any chance of getting a drink. She spotted a bottle of what appeared to a soft drink. She went over to the table, picked up the bottle and unscrewed the cap. David looked over to her.

"You sure that's all right?" he asked, "I mean, we are in a chemistry lab."

"Oh, I'm sure Mike wouldn't leave anything dangerous out." Megan replied, "And besides, my throat's almost dry."

She put the bottle to her lips and gulped down all of the liquid. It tasted sweet but something told her there was something else to it.

It was then Mike had come out of the restroom and saw the empty bottle in Megan's hand.

"Oh my god!" Mike said, "Please tell you didn't drink that."

"Why's that?" Megan asked, "I thought it was a soft drink."

"Well, it wasn't." Mike said, concerned.

"If it's not a soft drink, then what was it?" David asked.

"A new chemical. I dubbed it LT-22." Mike told them, "I created it about three weeks ago by pure accident. At first I thought it was useless, but I later found out it could do things."

"What things?" Megan asked, almost fearing the answer.

"If it comes into contact with any form of acid, it produces a gas." Mike said.

"So what, she's going to feel bloated?" David said.

"Possible, or worse." Mike stated.

It was then things started to happen. Megan heard a gurgling sound and felt pressure inside her stomach. It sounded like someone had mixed cola and pop rock together. She dropped the bottle and grasped her belly. Mike and David heard the sound too and in a few seconds saw the results.

"What's happening?" Megan asked as she felt the pressure increase.

Her flat stomach began to bulge out, resembling pregnancy, then obesity, and then the gas began to spread. Soon, she saw her breasts starting to enlarge, and felt her bra starting to tighten.

"Oh, god! I'm blowing up like a balloon!" she shouted.

Her thighs, butt, and legs started to swell, as did her arms. Her body continued to plump and she looked like a balloon doll that had been pumped up too much. Her breasts now were like two beach balls, her butt grew even more, straining her belt and her legs pressed against her slacks, making them resemble an inner tube being blown up. Her arms shot upward from the inflation and her shirt tried to hold together. Mike and David watched in horror as Megan's body became more and more inflated.

"You have to do something before she pops!" David shouted, grabbing Mike's shirt.

"Like what? Even if I give her something else, there's no telling what effect it might have." Mike said, "For all we know, it could increase the inflation."

"Stop arguing and help me!!" Megan scream as her belt snapped, allowing her now bulge of a stomach to expand even more.

Her breast were now enormous, and one button on her shirt shot off, narrowly missing David and smashing another vial. Her butt and thighs began to tear her slacks at the seams, exposing inflated flesh. Finally, her shirt stretch well beyond its limits ripped and burst open. Her bra had somehow managed to keep hold, but it cut into Megan's side. She moaned from the pain, both from the bra and the inflation. Even her cheeks started to puff up.

"What the hell?" Megan said as she started to rise off the ground.

She floated to the ceiling, and still her mass grew.

"How much bigger will she get?"

"Will it stop?"

Megan's taut skin was near its limits. She moaned more at the thought of what would happen.

"I'm so full." she thought, "I'm going to burst."

Suddenly she felt a surge of gas travel up from her stomach and she let out the loudest "BUURRRRRPP!!" She felt less pressure and had shrunk down a bit. It was then Mike knew what to do.

"Megan, just keep burping." he said, "Do that, and you'll be back to normal.

Megan kept burping for the next two minutes. With each one she felt the pressure decrease more and she started to shrink back down her normal size. Soon, her body had returned to its normal proportions. After receiving a change of clothes, she and David helped Mike dispose of all the remaning bottles of LT-22. None of them noticed a single bottle had managed to roll out the window and into a cooler below.

"There that's the last of it." Mike said as he poured out the last (or so he thought) bottle.

Afterwards they all go into David's car and headed home, having an eventful evening already.

Back at the cooler, four girls had been playing basketball. One of them, Heather, went to the cooler, reached in while throwing the ball back, and pulled the bottle of LT-22 out. She unscrewed the lid and took a sallow. It tasted sweet, but Heather could tell there was something else to it.....