Full Body Inflation

*PHHBBT* went her ass... again.

Angela looked around at her friends, all clothed in pajamas, staring at her, bewildered.

"Damn Angela, how much gas DO you have???" Natali shouted, waving a hand in front of her face to fan away the smell.

"You're gonna kill us all!" exclaimed Sarah, coughing.

Angela blushed deep red. "I'm sorry... I dunno what's wrong with my stomach..."

"If you're gonna off us all, at least don't do it while we're at a sleepover! You know, trying to have fun???" Sarah said.

Sarah began to sob as the full weight of her predicament sank in. The torn scraps of garments and undergarments scattered around her were all sore reminders of her current state. Unable to move, she simply flapped her hands and kicked her feet, rocking slightly as she did so. Her face, visible only down to her lower lip for the sheer size of her body, was beet red, with tears trickling down her puffed-out cheeks. Squeaking sounds emanated from her naked, spherical body whenever she moved even slightly, like the turgidity of a balloon being tried and tested by any force acting against it.

"Let me help you Claire!" Jennifer yelled through a door, Claire inside the bathroom doing something. "I've got it! I don't need somebody to help me put make-up on..." She called back, looking into the mirror and sighing. She applied lipstick which was a lovely shade of crimson, and some blush, looking a little awkward as she did it.Earlier that day, Jennifer had tried to get Claire to go out on a date with one of her friends from college, and after many, many hours of annoyance, Claire finally caved. As a final touch, she put on some dark eye shadow and opened the door, Jennifer gasping.