Female Inflation

"I can be bigger than that!" shouted Huff. She grinned and inhaled, resting her hands on her sides
as she looked down to watch her waist slowly expand. A hissing noise began to rise from within her
as her torso expanded outward with all the sounds of a child's balloon. Her waist quickly widened
as the surge of growth shot from her tummy into her thighs and butt, working its way into her
extremities. Her blue rubber suit expanded with her as she began to slowly round.

Cyndi stared in total dismay at the image in the mirror. She watched in awe as her entire body began to balloon forth. Mostly her belly and breasts grew, but her legs and arms were also growing along with the rest of her. She had always wanted to be just a little bigger and maybe have some curves. This was another matter.

Her problem was she knew not when to stop eating; that had to be the only rational explanation the concierge could think of as the homicide investigation entered the building and headed for the elevator. His hands shook as he wiped more fluid off from his face.

Detective Samuels tapped his pencil on the side of his neck as he thought up a way to properly articulate his question.

He finally decided upon two words: “She popped?”

“Popped,” explained the concierge. “Like a balloon; a ghastly balloon. It was hideous.”