Female Inflation

It had been another ordinary day for Whittney Wilder as she had just gotten out of school, heading home for the day but what happened that night would change an old passion the booblicious girl had forever as Whittney loved balloons as she enjoyed blowing them up personally, sitting on them, popping them, stuffing them in the various shirts she wore to make her immense cleavage look even larger than it already was, & lastly sucking some helium out of them when they used for parties and talking in a crazy high-pitched voice which always made her laugh.

I’m rather nervously sitting in the green room. It was a brand new game show being shot, it was called rather ominously “Bounce”. I look around and meet eyes with a fellow contestant. She was about 5’11” tall, had enormous boobs, green eyes, and shockingly red hair, not ginger, bright red, she looked about the total opposite of me, I’m 5’4” tall, blonde, and I have a fairly curvy figure, but nothing like hers. She caught me staring and I looked away.

Hi. I'm Jenny. I have had many wonderful times in my life, but the one that has stayed with me the longest was the time when I blew myself up like a balloon. I'd like to share that time with you now.

"Finally, It's here!" I shouted as I ran to the door. Throwing the door wide open I snatched the box from the delivery man and threw the money in his face, all in a second.

Closing the door I ran to my room and opened the package, where a big container (As big as a chihuahua) was inside. I stared at it eyes open, wanting to savor this moment I ran to the bathroom and looked at how I looked before hand.