Breast Inflation

"Whoa...OK, it's starting." It had taken months, but at last, we'd found the answer. A strange concoction of the lighter chemicals of the periodic table had resulted in what could be modern science's (and plastic surgery's) biggest coup -- a formula that could inflate the female breast, much like a balloon. While it added no additional weight to the body, it did alter its appearance from within. Carrie was a coed with a keen interest in science, but beyond that, as one of the less-endowed on campus, she was eager to take a risk if it meant a better self-image.

"What I wouldn't give to get next to that body," Harold thought to himself as he stared out the Study Hall room window. Below he could see Sue, the school's head cheerleader and a real knockout. She was wearing her spandex body suit during Gym class. Today the girls were doing aerobic stretching. Sue's tight outfit showed off every curve of her perfect shape.

The bell went off for the end of the period. Harold got up from the table and sighed as he thought about how good Sue looked.

Caitlin had many things. She had a trim, tan physique, beautiful sandy blonde hair, a stunning smile, popularity at school, and a coveted spot on the cheerleading squad. But for all of that, she wasn't happy. Some weekends she would feel so sad that she'd stay indoors all day, refusing to respond to anyone. She became quite a skilled actress maintaining a happy facade at school, but then would come home and cry for no reason. She knew she had a problem and, after a while, decided to take her mother's advice and get some medicinal help.

It was a sunny day and I was inside writing my tenth inflation to post on the internet. Once I had finish writing the story, I began to proof read it and when I got to the inflation part I couldn’t believe how bad it was. So I ripped it up and threw it into the trash with my other thousand attempts.