Waking Dream

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02/03/2007

“The storm’s died down, sir. It’s smooth sailing from here on out.”

The captain of the blimp nodded approvingly. “Take it higher then, Johnson.”

“Roger sir.” The blimp in question had a wide smile fixed on her face as she was directed higher into the air. Her massive, taut form gently broke through a cloud. With a happy, high-pitched laugh she started to feel the wind caress her tight skinBEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-BEEP-

Heidi groaned and pointlessly tried pulling her pillow over her head, but it was no use. She was well awake by now. “Aww man… it was a good dream too…” The tanned beauty sat up in bed and rubbed at her eyes with one hand, her other resentfully smacking her alarm (the stupid thing, interrupting a dream like that) and then drifting down to her swollen middle-

“Wh-Whoa!” She jerked her hand back and stared at it as two things registered in her sleep-befuddled brain.

One, it was stiflingly hot in her bedroom, because she’d forgotten to turn the heat back down overnight. She was sweating from the heat: it had to be at least eighty in her room.

Two, that low pressure wave that the weather man mentioned must have rolled in and brought a few of its closest friends – a few dozen.

Her normally swollen middle was pulled taut from growth, almost four inches bigger in all directions. Though as she craned her neck up, she noted that it seemed to be bigger forward, because it extended halfway down her calves when she was sitting. As one hand stroked the pressurized midsection, she blushed happily and let out a giggle. “O-Ohhhhhh, wow…”

Unwillingly, her dark eyes were drawn to the ever-present air tank beside her bed. As she chewed on her lower lip, lost in thought, her hands ran over all of her belly that they could reach. She was already so full from the heat- and pressure-driven expansions… she really shouldn’t…

“… a few more inches couldn’t hurt,” she muttered to herself with a bright blush as her hands flew over to the tank and began to fumble with the hose and valve.

Maybe some dreams can come true after all.

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