Tags: Breast Inflation, Female Inflation, balloon, bouyant, floating, helium, science
Text: Pam escorted Sandra out of the dormitory and over a few buildings to her lab in the RandD complex, or what she jokingly referred to as "The Magic Factory". Her office was a simple, untidy cube surrounded by many others; not quite the digs Sandra would have expected for someone of her status. "Nope - that's pretty much it. I don't need much in the way of an office and most of the work gets done in the lab, anyway" Pam explained while rummaging through the drawers of her desk to find a spare white lab coat for Sandra.Through a set of double doors on one side of the cube farm, the pair strode down a long, plain hallway. The fluorescent lights reflected off of the immaculately waxed surface of the tiled linoleum, reminding Sandra of a hospital, as a nervous giddeousness seemed to overtake her. At the end, on the left, was another set of double doors through which was the lab (and, finally, something that resembled high technology research in progress). The room was lined with blue workbenches that were populated with electronic and chemical equipment, microscopes, and piping for liquids and process gasses. A few technicians in lab coats sat sparsely about the room, busily working at their stations and ignoring the two new entrants."Hi Bob" Pam called out to one of the techs as she bounced on her heels. The man sat up from his stereoscope and turned around in his lab stool. Thick glasses dominated his face. "Gotta newbie here - gonna show her around.""No prob," Bob replied. "We're already underway this morning. It'll be a good show-n-tell." He gestured in a friendly, acknowledging way at Sandra before turning back to his work."Bob is the lead tech," Pam informed Sandra as the two walked to the opposite side of the lab. "You'll be working with him quite a bit." Sandra nodded attentively as she was guided to yet another set of double doors. Pam stopped before going through them and addressed her charge."You've taken this all pretty well, but seeing the real thing in progress can be a little shocking at first," She explained. "I just want you to know that what you're about to see is perfectly safe. In fact, you'll be going through each set of tests in the next week.""Safe?" Oddly, the alternative hadn't crossed her mind until that point."Yes - the details have been worked out for quite awhile and we're in the final process of testing before the rollout. I wouldn't have subjected anyone else to this until I tried it out myself. I was one of the first volunteers.""Really.""Yup. Here, let me demonstrate." Pam handed Sandra her clipboard and stood back a pace with her arms akimbo. "Check this out" she said, cocking an eyebrow and smirking. Sandra watched for a moment, not quite understanding what she was supposed to be witnessing - that is, until she saw Pam's lab coat start to slowly billow out as if she were taking a deep breath.The lapels of the white coat slowly spread as her tee shirt pressed out from beneath. Sandra heard a distinct hissing as Pam's chest rounded out and strained against the buttoned lab coat."Whoa" was all Sandra could manage to say.Pam's chest continued to swell as her inflating breasts squeaked against each other and the fabric of the tee shirt, seeking room to grow. The lab coat groaned ominously under the strain and Sandra unconsciously squirmed. Then, with a series of loud "pops" the top button of the coat snapped and flew across the room, closely followed by the next one down. Under the cotton shirt, her chest surged forward, released from the confines of the coat. Soft, deep, pneumatic cleavage now dominated the neckline of Pam's overstretched shirt."How 'bout them apples" Pam asked in a faux folksy tone. Sandra could not find her tongue to respond, though her astonished expression spoke volumes."That's just one of the applications we're working on" Pam smiled as she talked, bouncing on her heels again - and bounce she certainly did. "You'll get a chance to try that one out." She gestured for the return of her clipboard from the astonished Sandra. "Let's go see what's up."As the two women passed through the double doors, on the other side of the room Bob had pried his eyes away from his work and stared down at the button laying on the blue mat of the workbench, blinking through the powerful prescription of his glasses. Picking it up with his thumb and forefinger, he unceremoniously pitched it into the trashcan at his feet and then went back to staring into his stereoscope, muttering quietly to himself. "Show-off."