Mild

Mallory awoke with a start, and then sighed in relief as she saw the demon silhouetted against the faint light of the rising sun.

Oh, she thought to herself, taking in the sight of the succubus perched on one bedpost like a gargoyle clad in stiletto heels and little else, it's just her.

JUST her?

She blinked away the new wave of surprise washing over her rapidly-fading tiredness as the demon cocked her shapely, horn-crowned head at her.

"I'm going to burst your belly" Kellie whispered and giggled.

John awoke with a strange sensation in his butt, and felt downwards and discovered a tube was placed there. Following the tube in the dim light from the moonlit windowsill, he saw Kellie sitting up next to him in bed, tube in hand.

"Kellie what are you doing?" John asked groggily, rubbing his eyes.

"I couldn't sleep," she replied, "so I'm going to blow your belly up til you burst."

"What? That's absurd," said John, as he turn around to his side and tried to fall back to sleep.

It figured, she thought.  The best ground-penetrating radar the Company can make, her first vacation in three years, and somehow the tunnel borer passes over a subterranean cavern nobody knew was there and -she- gets called in to investigate when the terrain collapses.  The borer had been pulled out along with the construction crew, leaving her alone with a gaping hole in the floor illuminated by a pair of flood lamps.

It was called ‘Body Inflation’, and it was a kink that Tiffany had stumbled across while freelancing with another writer on a larger piece. They had been working on a comprehensive exposé on fringe sexual practices in the city; that piece was done and due to be published soon, and Tiffany had sold the idea of a smaller side story to the editors as a follow up. But they said she needed to be original, and she had to give them something that appealed to a much wider audience.