helium

Of course she'd never actually want to inflate herself.

Well, maybe a little bit, but never if there was any risk of floating away.

Okay, maybe floating would be fun, but only if was safe and controlled.

But she wouldn't want to get too big. Although big might be fun if she wasn't in danger of bursting. She might be okay with being a human parade float, as long as she could still stay curvy. A nice huge pair of balloon boobs, with a pneumatic caboose to go with it. And maybe a little extra around the middle.

Or maybe a lot.

Story by Throwaway261

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There was going to be hell to pay for this.  No doubt about it.

Zoe wandered the lobby of the abandoned hotel, the rubber soles of her boots squeaking slightly against the green marble floors.  Her orange HAZMAT suit was getting warm from the weight, the lack of airflow, and her own exertions.  The helmet wasn’t helping matters, its weight bearing down on her neck.  Of course, she wasn’t wearing this for chuckles.  The heat would just have to be something she’d have to deal with.

The bandits went from station to station behind the counter, threating to inflate anyone who didn't cooperate.  This brave teller defied the order and hit the alarm, anyway.  For this, she took the bandits' full wrath and was the first person in the bank that day to end up floating on the ceiling.  When they were finally able to get her down, the paramedics reported that she was in a catatonic state, staring straight ahead with a smirk on her face.