Belly Inflation

“Alright birthday girl, are you ready for your surprise?” Pastry asked.

“More than I’ll ever be.” A ballerina replied. She was a ballerina-like clown woman with light blue hair that was done tightly in a bun and pulled back (otherwise her hair was big and poofy, something she was embarrassed about), freckles dotted along her face, and apparel consisting of a blue tutu with a small platter style skirt. Her body was heavily pear-shaped with large legs to further help with her ballet acts and performances. She opened her eyes to see a giant cake and a couple of cream tanks.

Alexis was an adorable and innocent 18 year old girl. She was a slim, gorgeous, and outrageously sexy teen with blue eyes and short black hair. This is the story of a tragic incident, but something that just happened to some girls like her.

On the way home from her 12th grade class, Alexis stumbled into a flyer asking for people to try a new dieting method. Being the kind of girl who loves her figure to be perfect, she immediately drove to the address and walked into the building as it said to do on the flyer.

Kristie smiled, pulling the bag of rice from the cupboard as she prepared to make some sushi for herself and her fiancee. The sushi was carefully made, rolled up with the most delicate of movements and stored away as a surprise. The doorbell rang, alerting Kristie that her company had arrived. With a wide smile she pranced to the door and slid across the wooden floor. The door opened slowly and Meghan walked into the house, looking around to see where Kristie had gotten herself this time. Sqealing in delight, Kristie jumped her fiancee and they both ended up on the floor in a laughing fit.