Tags: Full Body Inflation, Hourglass Inflation, Female Inflation, I Can See My House From Here
Text: The sun arose over the ocean horizon and sprayed a bright light into the many windows of the large condos. A room on the 14th floor housed Rita, an everyday woman trying to make a living. She climbed from her bed, stretching her limbs outwards and yawning. She took a look down at the beach; she had planned to take a day of relaxation after searching for new jobs all week long. The day was already bright and the ocean was reflecting the sun into her eyes. She had chosen the perfect day.
Rita lazily walked into her bathroom. She had hung her swimsuit along the towel rack: a white bikini with blue stripes along it. She slowly stripped and put it on, slipping on some shorts as well. She turned and observed herself in the mirror; a skinny-as-a-stick brunette. She rubbed her sides, wishing she had grown some curve. She was pretty much flat hipped and flat chested, but she didn't let it get her down with thinking how thankful she was not to be fat from all the junk she used to eat. She smiled and fixed her hair from its bedhead state.
Suddenly the ground shook. Her face gave off a confusing glare, thinking that her neighboring roommates were being jerks. They consisted of some spoiled high school dropouts who heckled her like she was a whore while down at the beach. She noticed a flash in the window, and turned around quickly to see a dark cloud had approached. It came from behind the condo and ran over the beach. Rita spoke aloud in disbelief. "What? Oh come on!"
She reached for the remote and turned on the weather channel while holding a few hair clips in her mouth, fidgeting in her hair with her free hand. She sat at the edge of her bed, watching the television directly in front of her. The weather report came on after a commercial was over and discussed the current storm in her area. She gave an angry groan when hearing of the storm's position. It was a huge cloud that wouldn't be past for hours. Even so, everything would be wet, muddy and nasty after it had past. She laid back on her bed and stared out the window. Rain began to heavily pelt the window and thunder constantly shook the room every few seconds. She laid back for a few minutes, staring angrily at the clouds.
Rita was nearly falling asleep as she walked into the kitchen. The storm raged on and kept her from getting her sleep on her day off. She threw on some coffee and turned the A/C down a bit. She let herself remain in the bikini and threw off the shorts; it was her day off, so she was going to relax one way or another. She poured some coffee for herself and sat at the table, sipping and eyeing the laid-out newspaper ads on the table. She looked over the jobs she had circled and tried to apply for, with no avail. She laughed at a few and frowned at the rest. She noticed that in between four ads she had circled was one posted by a car dealership. She read the ad aloud, as it contained something that caught her eye.
"Wanted...18 to 25 aged females to model for advertising. Must wear a swimsuit." she said in a dazed voice. Then it listed where the dealership was. 'Oh', she thought to herself, 'that place is just down the road.' She took a sip of her coffee and smiled in amusement at the mental image of her posing in her bikini on a car. She thought she would look ridiculous. She read the payment received for that job and nearly choked. It was tremendous! She coughed for a few seconds and read again just to make sure. She laughed, thinking to herself that someone put in a few extra zeroes on that price.
Rita thought to herself. She stared for a while at the ad. She wanted to try it out, for some reason. 'Okay', she thought, 'If I sit here, I'll probably be here for hours. If I actually decide to go by then, the job will probably be taken. But wouldn't it already be taken? Well, no, because good-looking girls would probably already have jobs. But I'm not even sexy in my swimsuit. But then again I am decent enough. I could be sexy, I just haven't gotten any opinions.' She stamped her foot. She was getting too confused. 'I'm going to try. I don't have much of a choice, I need a job fast.' Her mind was made up. She stood up, dumping her coffee into the sink. She untied the top of her bikini, but stopped herself when she realized she might have to bring her own. She kept it on just in case. She threw on her pants, a shirt and a jacket over her bikini and charged out the door.
Rita arrived at the dealership. She drove around and found an empty spot to park in. She had no clue where she was suppose to park, and since it was still pouring she wanted to just get in and get out. She pulled open her umbrella, exited the vehicle and ran towards the main office. She groaned as she entered, soaking wet. She approached a lady at a desk in the room and tried to sound as polite as possible.
"Uhm...is the position for advertising model still open?" she said in a sort of shy way.
The lady looked up, giving Rita a quick observing. Rita felt a bit awkward at her gazes. The lady smiled, "Yes, go right down that hallway, second door to your left."
Rita felt she had passed a sort of test, and nodded, grinning. "Thank you so much!" she said, walking awkwardly towards the apointed door. She walked down the hall with a sopping wet umbrella dripping along the way. She quietly knocked at the door and was greeted by a friendly male voice. "Come in!"
She opened the door slowly and entered. "U-uh" she spoke shakily. "Is this where I can apply for the...modeling job?"
The man smiled. He was a bigger, middle-aged man with a suit on. He had a few papers on a desk and pen in hand. "Yes it is! Please, have a seat."
"O-oh, are you busy?" She was feeling an embarrassment wash her.
"No, no, not at all."
She quietly entered and sat down in a chair directed in front of his desk. She nearly slipped from her seat but gracefully positioned herself.
The woman put out her hand. "Hello, I'm Rita Cardman."
The interview wasn't the longest. He looked over her resume and gave her the typical questions she was used to. Suddenly, to her surprise, the man reached his hand out and exclaimed, "Rita, you're hired."
She was surprised. She didn't really believe she would make it, and definitely not this fast. She nearly forgot to shake his hand as she questioned, "W-what, really?"
He nodded, smiling. "You have the perfect qualifications!"
She felt speechless. "Oh...w...well...when do I start?" she said, smiling.
"Well, right now, if you have the time! Otherwise we can schedule a new time."
She gave him a look of shock. "...N-no, no! I can work now!" She said excitedly.
He nodded. "Well, go across the hall. The woman there will show you where to go. I'll send her a message to let her know that you're coming."
Rita left the room in shock. She was so surprised she had gotten the job. It didn't hit her until now that she had no idea what kind of work she was going to do. But she tried to calm herself; the man in there certainly liked her, so she would do just fine, no matter what it was. Rita entered the door across the hall.
"H-hi, I'm...Rita."
There was a young woman with cut blonde hair, glasses and a suit on. "Oh, hello Rita." She stood and grabbed a bag off her desk. "You will have to change into his swimsuit."
Rita nodded. "That's fine..."
The woman walked out the door and motioned for her to follow. "Bathroom is this way." Rita stumbled as she followed the woman. They approached the bathroom doors at the end of the hallway, and the woman stopped and pivoted around to Rita. Reaching into the bag, she pulled out a bikini. It was blue with a white trim. It had the name of the dealership across the top, and along the buttside of the bottoms. Rita grabbed the outfit, and tried not to be too observative until she was in the bathroom. She walked in quickly and looked around. No one was around. She ran into a stall and quickly changed. She exited, sporting only the bikini. She checked again to make sure no one was around and began to observe herself. 'How did I get this job,' she thought to herself. 'I've got no sex appeal.' she turned and looked at her backside, noticing the words stretched across her bum. 'Well, I've got a nice ass.' She thought. Suddenly the woman called out, "Rita? Are you almost done?" sounding a bit impatient. Rita gasped from nearly forgetting she was waiting. Rita walked out the door, her clothes in her arms. She blushed as she exited, Rita again being examined by another woman. The woman nodded and said in a plain way, "You look very nice."
Rita nodded. "T-thanks" The woman motioned for her to follow and walked towards a door at the end of the hall. The woman opened the door and revealed a flight of stairs.
"Walk up to the roof." she exclaimed. "There will be someone with you in a minute."
Rita avoided her curiosity and simply thanked the woman as she ascended up the stairs. 'The roof? Why the roof? Isn't it pouring up there?' She asked as she opened the door at the top of the long flight of stairs. The roof was plain white concrete, and nothing but vents and the usual. She looked around, the rain had stopped but it was still quite nasty. She walked forwards and observed, searching for somebody. She noticed a strange 'X' was painted onto the ground. She walked over and stood ontop of the X. She stared down at the marking and sighed.
Suddenly, two hoses shot out of the ground, parrallely around her. They jumped and placed themselves firmly into Rita's feet. She jumped and yelped at the sudden burst. She took a few deep breaths and tried to regain herself. After a few seconds, she grabbed the hoses and tried to pull them out of her feet. She yanked as hard as she could but to no avail. She stopped dead in her tracks when she a loud hissing began as soon as the hose began to wiggle. Before she could realize it, air had rendered her helpless.
Helium powerfully flowed into her feet, and moved itself around her body. It found shelter in every piece of her body, and stretched her outwards as more helium approached. She began to completely fill up, her arms and legs gone stiff at her sides, her skin feeling taut all over; including her head. She began to grow outwards in all directions. Her bikini stretched with her, surprisingly, as she grew. Her normally five foot body was reaching eight feet, and her arms, legs, stomach, head as well as her entire body were growing to match. However, she wasn't matched in all places; her body also began to grow a curve. Her breasts, butt and hips were expanding faster than the rest of her body! Her breasts had approached B Cup and quickly passed to C. However, that was from her view, as they were litterally three feet wide and counting. Her hips flared outwards and her butt expanded like balloons, stretching the words written on the bottoms around her bum.
She approached ten feet tall, her breasts were four feet wide, appearing to be D cups. Her hips and butt grew outwards and stretched the bottoms. Strangely, the bikini didn't seem to shrink around her, and continued to cover her. Her chest began to spawn a deep cleavage as she approached five feet wide, and her ass began to plainly show in her tight bottoms. Rita was in too much panic to think correctly and had no control over her arms as she billowed outwards like the worlds largest inflatable doll. Her head and hair surprisingly grew and matched her regular face, almost making her a perfect enlargement of her normal self, minus her increasing assets.
A man in the room below was monitoring her through security cameras outside the dealership. He was smiling in joy as he watched the girl grow to massive sizes. He smirked, looking at the control of multiple tanks attached to Rita all at once. He had complete control of her. "Well, the manager said he wanted you up quickly..." he said, giving an evil face as he pressed a few buttons and slowly increased the speed of the helium release. It approached twice the speed it was currently at; not even a quarter of it's maximum punch.
Above, Rita's eyes widened as she felt the pressure increase. With each second, she could feel herself stretching faster. She couldn't move and her sight was just straight out into the ocean. Her view began to stretch outwards and move upwards as she grew twice as fast as normal. She was twenty feet tall. Her breasts were far past EE cups (Really nine feet wide), all her assets plunging outwards four times as fast as the rest of her. Her ass began to swallow the bikini bottoms as they approached the size of blimps. Her hips were approaching an unbelievably wide size, making her irresistible if it were her normal size. The words on her top become widely viewable throughout the beach, but her bottoms were sunk in between her bulbous bum, making it hard to read.
A stretching sound came from all over her body as she felt the pressure from the hoses adding even more. It helium flow was four times as powerful as the starting pressure, and her sexy bits were pressing outwards at an uncountable rate compared to her body. Her nipples had grow into the size of a medicine ball and poked outwards through the overstretched bikini top. Her 10-foot-wide breasts were incomparable to any normal sized breast. She was approaching 30 feet and growing faster than ever. Within seconds she was at the target size of 32 feet tall. Her growth slowed down until she grew no longer. Helium poured into her, but due to her massive size, an automated program caused all extra air to flow out any openings in her body. Helium tickled her as it unstoppably flowed in every nook and cranny of her enormous body, and tingled powerful as it pushed itself out of her body, especially in her nipples. Her breasts were an incredible 14-feet-wide. Her cleavage appeared to be like a canyon, spilling from her top that spelt out the dealership's name for all to see. Her butt had almost completely swallowed her bottoms, only the first and last few letters visible. Her hips were ridiculous is size, and her nipples poked out icely at a size of 3 feet wide, visible as large balloons attached to her.
For hours, Rita's inflated body stood over the dealership in that constant way, her body able to feel nothing but helium flowing in and out of her. The sun began to sat and Rita's giant feet were freed from the hoses. All the helium pressed powerfully out of her nipples, belly button, and other areas. After about ten minutes, she approached a manageable size and stood. She stared forwards in shock, moving her arms around and bouncing on her toes, feeling well to walk again. She had a shocked look on her face and her mind was blank to what she had just experienced. She shook her head and closed her eyes, taking deep breaths.
As she began to be able to concentrate, she tried to calm herself. Before she was able to, she opened her eyes to find a sight almost as unbelievable as what had happened to her; she was sexy. Her breasts were stuck at a size of EE cups. She felt them, they felt as she expected; air-filled. She tried to get a look at the side and noticed her hips stuck out. She turned around to find a bulbous butt still remained in her tight bottoms. She pulled the bottoms out of between her giant rump and examined herself more. She heard a noise and quickly bolted around. She saw no one, but found her clothes laid in front of the door she came from to get atop the roof. They were neatly folded, and on top was a sticky note and an incredible sum of dollar bills. She picked up the note in one hand and the money in her other. The note read, in a nice handwriting:
Dear Rita,
Thank you for being our model. Keep the bikini, we have many for you to wear. If you want to keep this job, please arrive at anytime before 11 AM. You will work for 7 hours straight, no matter what time you arrive.
( P.S. if your body did not change back to normal fully, do not panic, this will only last for a few hours. )
Rita couldn't fit her jacket or shirt over her magnificent breasts. She tried to slip on her pants but her round lower section cut them off. She kicked them off and folded them back up, holding them under her arm. She smiled as she made a mental note to set her alarm around 10 AM or so.