Full Body Inflation

Jessica discreetly peered over the top of her office cubicle as she absentmindedly marked off the 30+ new emails in her inbox as ‘read’, knowing that most of them were automated invitations to office events that she would never even consider going to. ‘1000 Days Without An Accident Celebration’? Give me a break. The office where she worked, with its flimsy cardboard sheets that somehow passed for walls, was about the least dangerous environment she could think of.

Your rating:

Average: 2.8 (9 votes)

Nibiru is a Human

Submitted by sad-basrad on Thu, 12/19/2019 - 20:37

Author:

Zumberge

Keywords:

Inflation Types:

Full Body Inflation

Popping:

None

"So you can inflate?" she asked me.

I nodded. "Absolutely."

"Okay, but... how does it work?"

"I just breathe in." I demonstrated, the air swirling and filling me. My gut surged out, my backside and chest following immediately after. The armpits of my shirt grew snug on me as the denim of my jeans pulled taut across my legs, and mere seconds later I was a bulging, buoyant version of my old self. Not wanting to leave things half-finished I continued, arms and legs being forced apart before growing wider, then rounder, then being absorbed almost fully by my globular figure.

Your rating:

Average: 3.8 (5 votes)

Performance-Based Pay

Submitted by sad-basrad on Thu, 12/19/2019 - 20:35

Author:

Zumberge

Keywords:

Genders:

Female Inflation

Inflation Types:

Full Body Inflation

Popping:

None

I needed the money.

Normally I wouldn't work for an advertising company, but there were two things about the listing that caught my eye: The first was the lack of any prior work history in the field - "absolutely no experience required," that was the wording. The second was performance-based pay, which is normally a turn-off, but the amount they were proposing was an extraordinary sum. So I went in for an interview to see what the job was.

Your rating:

Average: 4.5 (13 votes)