Belly Inflation

The nightclub crowd roared hysterically. Mondo, the illusionist and hypnotist was quickly becoming a big name act, and word of mouth was all the advertising he needed to pack a house. He wore a tuxedo, but offset its formal effect by wearing sneakers and letting his shirt-tails hang out. And Mondo's long hair made him look more like a beach bum than a stage performer.

Jenny had fun with the Balloon Bra and she wanted to find more ways to blow up her tits with air. She went to the store that sold her the bra. She found a bunch of stuff and bought it all. She was only fifteen and had only a small allowance to use, but she saved what she could for a special event. She also loved balloons. She would buy a mega-pack of them and just spend the afternoon popping them in different ways.

Cora lay back on her beach chair, halfway asleep. She stretched her arms above her head, and ran a hand over her trim belly. “It's almost getting to the point where it's strange when my belly's small,” Cora thought to herself, “Never thought I'd get used to carrying around a belly that big.” But she didn't have to think about it for a while, she was on leave, her bio-electrical collector was about five hundred million miles away, and the only time her belly would get big was when she ate too much at the buffet.

“Finally, some rest from those demons and no people to save for a while,” Phoebe happily called out. She and her sisters had just returned from their latest mission: They had finally gotten rid of a few more demons and now could simply relax and enjoy their powers. “But what could we do now that we don’t have to fight against evil forces,” Piper inquired. “Well, I guess we could use our powers for other things as well… we could play some games,” Prue suggested.