Female Inflation

I was staying late to finish up my art project. As usual, I was the last one to finish, using every last minute before the deadline. I was not completely alone, however. She was still working as well--sitting at her desk, grading the last assignments before the much anticipated and needed break, listening to the quiet sounds of Dave Grohl, Chris Cornell, and the like.

Immaculate yellow banners flap in the light breeze from on high in the towers.  The grass is growing again after a long winter, and the birds are returning to nest in the trees.  Animals return from hibernation, bringing new and interesting fauna to the sights around the castle.  The early afternoon light bathes the courtyard in its warm glow, illuminating the dozens of finely crafted statues of men and women having sex in increasingly lewd positions, many indescribable by mortal words.  Truly, Maringyon is the most prestigious school for succubi and incubi alike, teachi

I took one more look at my un-inflated body in the mirror. Today was the day. I was finally going to bloat bigger than I had ever before! I grabbed the three packs of mento's that I had bought before and swallowed them all. Then I took my bottle of diet coke and chugged the whole thing until I felt a strong tingling in my stomach.

"Yes!" I put my hands on my pudgy belly, feeling it start to inflate under my fingers.

Then I heard a knock at the door.