Full Body Inflation

Linsey place the hose to her mouth as the web cam broadcast to her fans. This was the first time she had done a live show and she was a bit nervous. She had earned a few subscribers to her channel over the course of the last month, and she was sure that live shows would bring in more. She gave the chat room a quick thumbs up and unkink-ed the hose. Cool water rushed into her mouth and gave her a shiver. The chat room raced with positive feedback over the boob jigglage.

Zephyr has vanished. Without her heroic presence, Turgidia fell into a period of despair. The Inflatrix's attacks went unchecked and unhindered: not even the police force dared to raise a hand against the city's cruel mistress. This complacency served only to embolden the villainess; the daylight hours were no longer sanctuary for the female inhabitants. Truth be told, there were no safe havens remaining within city limits. As a group of unsuspecting young women are about to find out, the Inflatrix can strike anywhere and at anytime...

(SCENE - People sit calmly in a waiting room reading magazines or watching daytime TV. A RECEPTIONIST types furiously at her computer. In the background a female scream of agonizing pain echoes through the back hallway. A young BRUNETTE walks in the front door and approaches the reception counter.)

RECEPTIONIST: Can I help you, miss?

BRUNETTE: Yes, I'd like to die, please.

Jenny arrived home from school with her friend Debra. As Jenny's mom was a busy corporate consultant, she was barely home. The beneficiary of this was the undisciplined young daughter. An overconfident porker, she was unaware of her reputation amongst her peers. She wore belly shirts despite what she called her "slight muffin top" (globe) and deep, dark crater of a navel. Today the shirt was white with pink stripes. The color of the stripes matched the complexion of her chubby cheeks.