Hourglass Inflation

"This...can't be real."

Amelie felt that her Cloaked Captain was thinking the exact same, and she felt the need to bring it up. Reaper was making an odd growling noise, as he did whenever Sombra was waisting his time, who was chuckling lightly as they watched the holographic video.

"I checked it and checked it again, this is real footage," Said the hacker, peering closer at the footage. "He kind of looks good with that...asset."

"So like what?  You get off to blowing up balloons?!"  

Claire winced as she sat at the end of her bed.  Her roommate Brooke's sharp tone caused her already flushed cheeks to blush a deeper crimson.  A slender girl with light brown hair and unremarkable features, Claire had a seemingly naive cuteness to her that some found pleasing.

"It's...it's not quite like that.  It's just a dumb fantasy is all..."

After endless months of sexual tension between is, one thing is clear: we're both way too into the flirting to consummate things. So we talk instead. First, I hear you confess your fantasy to me. To your surprise, I then confess virtually the same wish in turn, for I too would like to be blown apart orgasmically. After all, what better end could there be?

No, it's definitely better this way. The only questions that remain for us involve the means and the timing. So we discuss.