Female Inflation

Warning mature content. Contains inflation fetish material. This for mature readers only. Read at your own risk.

The sunlight is bright and warm as a gentle wind blows across the large courtyard. Fred sits on the bench next to Gina. He smiles as he gently rubs his hands, “Beautiful day to drift in the sky.”

Gina smiles, “Make me big!”

A soft hissing sounds, “We’ll start slow. You should be feeling a little pressure.”

Gina moans as she rubs her belly, “Yes…”

Terry smiles as his wish comes true and a pressure builds within him. Rubber squeaks sound as his waistline swells outward. He looks up at the four watching him swell and sees confusion on their faces. Inside he smiles as he knows he’s just beginning to inflate and inside he fills with air and pressure. A loud snap sounds as his belt breaks free and loud groans sound as he pushes the limits of his clothes. Gently he pushes on his taught rubber skin and it squeaks loudly. He groans excited as the pressure builds and he winces as the clothes keep him painfully trapped as he swells.