Stuffing

“You see that tree over there.” Tina pointed to the large oak tree.

Tina bit into her pizza. Rin turned his head in the direction of Tina’s finger. Rin predicted what Tina would say next. He sympathized with her.

Tina went on, “No one could ever inflate to that size without the skin tearing itself up.”

Tina fantasized about all the possibilities of the body expanding. What if nobody blew up or died but instead continued to grow for as long as they wanted to. Tina dreamed of inflating.

    Sarah woke in a dark and unfamiliar room. It was featureless, except for a door at her feet and three massive black windows that dominated the other three walls. She was lying down on a metal table in the center of the room. She tried to sit up, but found her body stuck to the table, with only her arms and legs free to move. The next surprise cam when she realized she was changed from her pajamas into her clothes set out for tommorow, a white croptop and a pair of blue jean short-shorts.