Bloating, The

The cold, dark halls of the Rez-Corp research facility was not a place full of activity. Nobody was usually in the halls except to get from one research department to another. Rebecca Anderson walked down the barren halls to the parking lot, ready to go home for the day. She built her success mainly on stealing other people's projects or spying. The Rez-Corp research facility was a semi-casual place, so people didn't have to wear specific uniforms. Rebecca wore her usual black slacks with black belt, and a plain button-down white shirt. As she turned a corner in the hall two strange men came out from the shadows, picked her up, and carried her to some office.

"Hey! Put me down! I'll call security!"

"Hello Rebecca. Steal any good information lately?

"Dr. Pand? What are you doing here?

"Well, after you stole my trademark project, the company saw no use for me so I was fired. Ever since I was planing the perfect revenge."

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Just wait and see. Men."

With that the two men put Rebecca on a metal table where automatic handcuffs clasped here wrists down. Rebecca twisted and turned trying to move. Dr. Pand rolled over some type of machine with a tank that read "20 gallons". He opened up a drawer on the machine and pulled out a mask attached to a tube.

"What the heck is that? Dr. Pand, please! Let me go! I'll do anything! Dr. Pand!"

"Please Rebecca, call me by my first name, Xavier. Or even better, Dr. X Pand."

Dr. X Pand put the mask over Rebecca's mouth and flipped a switch. The sound of rushing water could be heard. Rebecca began to moan as her belt became tighter and tighter. Her thighs slowly tightened her slacks, her butt became bloated, and her belly slightly bulged forward. The rushing sound stopped. Rebecca was on the table, her body slightly bloated like and over-inflated doll. Dr. X Pand took the mask off of Rebecca's face.

"Oh! I feel so full! what happened?"

"Let's go men. Quickly!"

Dr. X Pand and his men left the room, an automatic steel door closing behind them leaving Rebecca trapped alone in the metal room. The hand straps released and Rebecca sat up.

"Hey! Come back here! What happened!"

Rebecca stood up rubbing her bloated thighs and butt, patting her swollen belly.

"What is this?"

"Why, Rebecca, it's my new chemical"

A portion of the back wall began to slide open revealing a monitor and video camera behind a plate of glass. On the monitor was Dr. X Pands' face.

"Is this your revenge? Pumping me up with 20 gallons of chemicals, leaving me fat and bloated?"

"Oh, Rebecca. If you think you are bloated now just wait. Soon that chemical will start to produce a gas, inflating your body even more! HA ha ha ha!!"

"No!"

Rebecca ran for the door, her butt, thighs, and belly sloshing around full of water. Rebecca pounded on the door, yelling.

"Help! somebody help me!"

It was no use. The door was solid. Nobody could hear her. For minutes she paced (or should I say waddled) around the room thinking. Soon something was wrong. She heard a small gurgling noise.

"No!" Rebecca yelled in panic.

She looked down and saw her belly and thighs quivering. The face on the monitor began to smile.

"I see the formula worked, ha ha ha."

"Ohhh... the pressure.."

Rebecca's belly began to swell even more, filling with gas. Her hips and butt expanded outward under her belt. Even her breasts filled up, her chest slowly filling like 2 balloons, stressing her shirt. With a loud snap her belt burst, allowing her waist to blow up, filling her pants and shirt. Her ballooning thighs made her black slacks look like and inner tube being blown up. The button on her slacks strained to hold together. Still her belly was being loaded with gas. Even Rebecca's cheeks looked a little puffy.

"Wow Rebecca! It looks like you have a pretty bad case of gas. I didn't know it was that time. Should I get you some Midol?"

"Oh please make it stop! I feel like I could burst!"

Rebecca's incredibly huge and bloated butt was ready to tear apart the seam of her now skin tight slacks. The gurgling sound increases and Rebecca's belly bulged outward. The buttons on her shirt were straining to hold together. One by one they blew off, exposing her swelling stomach. Rebecca's pants could no longer take the pressure as the button flew off and her pants unzipped as her belly violently surged forward. Unrelentlessly her thighs widened and butt grew giving her body super proportions. Her belly was now the biggest, most bloated thing on her.

"Oh my! I'm nothing but a swollen blimp! Please, I feel so bloated! Stop it!"

Rebecca's growing body soon slowed, but the gas didn't. It sounded like squeaking rubber as her body tried to expand even more.

"My my my, Rebecca. It looks as if someone has had enough! I don't think you could possibly contain any more gas. Gee, I wonder what will happen when the swelling doesn't stop? I hope someone's bloated body doesn't pop! You look so full and tight, I hope your punishment lasts. Rebecca, don't you explode on me! Ha ha ha!"

"Oh no! I'm too big! Too big! I'm going to burst! So full, oh. Bloated....want to burst!! Stop the pressure."

Rebecca's body began to pulsate as it couldn't hold anymore. She was so big and swollen. She began to moan as she reached or limit.

"Well, Rebecca. Our time together has come. Let me tell you, it was a real gas. Now it is time to explode you bloated blimp. Enjoy your last minutes as a gassy air sack who got too big for her britches. Tell me, how does it feel?"

"Ohhhhhhhh............"