The Inflatrix: The Dungeon

Stephanie's eyes fluttered open, and yet only darkness greeted her. How many days had passed since she had fallen into the clutches of the Inflatrix? How many hours had she spent god knows where, shackled to the wall, gagged and blindfolded. She had been deprived of mobility, and dignity if the cold feeling against her bare rear was any indication. Sounds of perverse, pneumatic passion reached her ears every few hours: the rubbery hiss of a 'balloon' inflating, whimpers from the occupants of neighboring cells, and the occassional pop. The tell-tale clicking of her hostess' heels echoed nearby. This time, however, they came to a stop in the immediate vicinity instead of fading away. Clanking ominously, the door to Zephyr's cell slammed open.

"So! Is my most valuable prize ready for her turn?" The swedish accent belonging to her no-so-gracious hostess was accompanied by the sound of Stephanie's chains being unfastened. "Awww! You bruised your wrists just to make me happy? How thoughtful of you..." the Inflatrix mocked, tearing the blindfold off of her guest. The low light was blinding to the heroine, her eyes blinking furious as her hands were forced behind her back. "Those screams you heard before were just a warm-up. I will break you, blimp." Anette's voice carried a hint of malice, binding the girl's wrists with rope tightly before shoving her out into the hall.

"Mmph! Hrrrmph...mm..." Zephyr mumbled, looking back at her captor for a brief moment before her head was forcibly righted by the villainess. She managed to see that the Inflatrix was not wearing her regular costume. Instead, what the heroine viewed was a bust-boosting corset and an eye-poppingly tiny leather thong. She was marched onward, passing by several locked cells that contained swollen female occupants, most bobbing at the end of tethers. Ahead of them was an intersection. Anette forced Stephanie to stop at the crossroads, removing the prisoner's gag.

"You have one chance, balloon. Admit my superiority and give yourself to me...and I will maybe consider treating you mercifully." The Inflatrix's grip on her prize tightened, her lips curling into a cruelly hopeful smile.

"Never! Take that ray gun and shove it up your ass!" Stephanie spit out angrily. Anette's smile instantly vanished, replaced with a scowl that could turn one to stone.

"You! You insolent little BITCH!" She seethed, delivering a sharp slap to Zephyr's butt and forcing the girl toward the dimly lit doorway. "You will bow to me before the end...mark my words!" As soon as Stephanie was in the room, she was violently pushed to the ground. Her resolve temporarily faltered.

"Y-you're sick, balloontrix!" Stammering and visibly shaken, the heroine gazed at the horrors that filled the chamber. It could only be described as a kinky scene ripped from the mind of Marquis de Sade. A rack lay against the far wall, along with a very round, spike-filled sarcophagus. Half a dozen gas cylinders lay on the ground, presumably empty from use on previous victims. Centered on the ceiling was a large circular opening. Surrounding it across the rest of the canopy were spikes, some having rubbery bits stuck on them.

"Oh, am I? You had your chance." Anette opened a wardrobe and retrieved a bike pump. "No ray gun for you. That would be far too lenient..." she clucked her tongue, kneeling behind Stephanie and forcing the heroine to arc her rear up. Unceremoniously, the nozzle of the pump was pressed firmly into Zephyr's ass.

"Unngh! Pull it out you perverted psycho!" The unwanted rear-invasion caused Stephanie to squirm uncomfortably. The discomfort increased when the hose was tugged, the dominatrix ensuring that it would not come free easily.

"Shut up! Do not speak until I ORDER you to do so, balloon!" Anette delivered another spank to her plaything's booty before grabbing the pump's plunger and lifting it. Pumping once, the heroine's body language pleased the Inflatrix. Zephyr stiffened and gasped, squirming as another puff of air was forced into her. "Consider yourself privileged that I am lowering myself to this barbaric method of turning you into a blimp..." The villainess continued to blow Stephanie up relentlessly, the girl's sides starting to billow out from underneath her. "Submit!"

"N-no! UGH!" Stephanie grunted in defiance. The bursts of air entering her increased in frequency and force.

"Mmm...yes! Keep fighting me, I dare you!" The Inflatrix beamed, reveling in her arch-nemesis' suffering. Zephyr's midsection was a rotund mockery of its former self.

"I-I'll never yield to you..you blond OGRE!" Stephanie screamed, her body tensing up when the fierce pumping ceased abruptly.

"Ogre?...OGRE? I'll show YOU ogre!" Anette delivered a brutal kick to her masochistic toy, the nozzle coming dislodged with an audible pop. The poofy do-gooder rolled across the floor before bouncing against the wall. "You will submit to me if I have to drive a heel into you and POP you like the big fat balloon you are!" Retrieving a helium tank and several lengths of thick rope, the angered hostess reappeared next to Stephanie. With perverted professionalism, she went to work tying the cords around the girl's helpless form, intricately applying very tight rope-bondage across Stephanie's entire body.

"U-urgh! Do you need more time in the sky to realize I'm stronger than you?!" Her resolve unyielding, the defeated Zephyr barked at her captor. Sharp pain on her sides brought along a nervous tremble, however.

"You will not take this away from me..." Anette whispered, her nails digging Steph's sides. "If you do not behave...I will make a very pretty mess of you..." Releasing her grip, she dragged the tank over and revealed two hoses attached to the spigots. Delivering a decisive swat to the girl's bum, she shoved one hose into her backside before sauntering around to the other side. Leaning down and placing her forehead against Stephanie's, she cupped Zephyr's face in both hands. "Enjoying yourself, my precious prize?" she cooed " Just scream in agony when you're ready to submit.." With a squeeze, the heroine's jaw dropped and in went the other hose. The cylinder's valve squealed open and the living-blimp's cheeks bulged comically.

"Hrrrmph-mmmphh!!!" Stephanie squirmed frantically as her flesh bulged around the inflexible bindings. The Inflatrix's perfume lingered, the scent so alluring that Zephyr's eyes fluttered with each waft. As her body increased in size, the ropes became more constrictive and the painful intensified. Circling her prey like a very attractive vulture, Anette's eyes fell upon an intriguing sight just as the balloon began to skip on the ground.

"Ohhh? What is this, balloon?" Anette inquired, tracing her finger across Stephanie's surpringly moist womanhood. The spherical girl jolted slightly, allowing a muffled moan to escape her hose-filled mouth. Groans of pain soon followed, her body creaking alarmingly as the ropes thinned and stretched. "Looks like somebody is enjoying themselves a little much for being a 'hero'!" The Inflatrix exclaimed, Zephyr sputtering and spitting the hose out.

"Uh..uh! It's the pressure! You should know...didn't you just get done being a bitch-balloon?!" Stephanie squealed in her higher-pitched voice, the hose swishing about on the ground."A-a-ah!! Last I remember...didn't YOU c-cu-UNNF!" Her accusation was shortened by a brutish punch that sent her globular body reeling and the nozzle in her rear to come dislodged. Anette embraced the balloon in her arms, squeezing...and squeezing...the ropes tearing apart and revealing red lines across the sphere's body. The powerful hug caused the helium to become displaced, and it started filling her hands, feet and face.

"Y-you...! " Anette hissed venomously. The rage was short lived as her puffy playmate moaned with the steadily building pressure. Zephyr's hilariously poofed features returned to their normal proportions as the pneumatic forces in her body equalized. The heroine's eyes opened slowly, having been squeezed shut previously.

"W-what? Why did you stop, balloontrix?" Puzzled, Stephanie queried her captor. There was no response. Instead, the Inflatrix silently took Zephyr by her foot and dragged her over to the lever near the door. A huge clank echoed within the dungeon, and moonlight poured in through the ceiling as the circular portal opened. "W-wait..! Was that all?! You pussy!" The heroine attempted to provoke more action from the villainess, but it was to no avail. She didn't even receive an angry growl or a smack to her ass!

"Mmm...I believe I am done for now, girlie." At last, Anette replied to her rival's provokation, but it was less than angry. As she stood beneath the skylight, she pulled Stephanie down and spun her around until they were face-to-puffy-face. "I hope you learned your lesson today, Zephyr...this was just a taste of what I will do if you interfere with my affairs again..." The intoxicating perfume reached Stephanie's senses again. She blushed, and found herself at a loss for words as the Inflatrix planted a soft kiss on the buoyant-babe's forehead. Before she could protest, Stephanie found herself rising into the air with Anette smiling at her deviously..almost knowingly. Narrowly avoiding a spike, the heroic-zeppelin entered the tunnel.

"...I'll be back, Inflatrix! I won't rest until I see you tied up!" Stephanie balled her fists in frustration.

"Don't you mean 'see me behind bars'....?" The Inflatrix called out to Zephyr just before the balloon drifted out of earshot. Steph rose into the clear night sky, the doors shutting beneath her. A scantily clad guard entered the Inflatrix's personal chamber shortly after.

"Mistress...we've finished analyzing Zephyr's equipment..." She uttered from behind an odd looking helmet. "The belt is reverse engineered from an earlier prototype-"

"Tell me...am I paying you girls to tell me information I already know?" Interrupting, Anette reached into her cleavage and fished out her glasses. Glancing at the guard sidelong, she placed the spectacles on her face and sighed. "Inform engineering that they are to repair any damage to the transmitters and belt."

"But mistress! You informed us to destr-"

"Shut up...I have a plan, and I need Zephyr's devices intact. I'm in a good mood, second guess me again and it will change..." The Inflatrix growled, the trembling assistant saluting awkwardly and departing as quickly as her swollen assets would allow. Left to herself, Anette pondered. "I don't think Zephyr is half the hero she pretends to be..." Leaving the room in its disheveled state, she exited and hummed happily to herself...frightening prisoners and employees alike as the villainess departed from her dungeon..