Alfitaria/bodinforg-completions huggingface dataset:
Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation, Prose that Blows 500 (2009), Prose that Blows Runner-Up: Most Believable Expandee Reaction
Text: Julie stood nervously at the lip of the wave pool. It's not that she was an unattractive girl, it's just that everyone else there was so... Statuesque. She felt like a mere mortal surrounded by golden gods.
It was Kate's 19th birthday, and she dragged everyone to the water park to celebrate. All of Kate's other friends wanted to go on "Plunge of Doom" and "Greased Lightning" as soon as they got there, but Julie couldn't handle intense rides like that, so she wound up in the "Lazy Lake" with a swarm of obnoxious kids. After lunch, Kate managed to coax Julie into trying out the "Surfer's Cove" wave pool with her and the other girls.
She dove deep, and noticed a weird current, a strong current, pulling her down and towards the back of the pool.
Julie panicked, and started frantically reaching for something to hold onto. There wasn't anyone else this deep; they were all at the surface, waiting for the next wave to come. She gripped a bubble vent on the bottom of the pool, and clung to it for dear life as the current kept pulling at her.
Thinking quickly, she put her mouth up to the vent and took a gulp of air, exhaling in a flurry of bubbles. She wrapped her lips around the vent, and took another lungful, but when she tried to exhale, she found that her braces were caught on the vent's rim. Terrified, she tried pushing away, but quickly stopped when she realized that the current was still pulling her.
She became aware of a new problem as her stomach started to feel full. Her tummy started to press against the pool's floor lightly, then pushed out slowly. She whimpered, knowing there was nothing she could do about it. There was a small pop, and a strange sensation came over her. The seat and chest of her bathing suit were starting to stretch out to accommodate her inflating belly. No, it was more than that; her breasts and butt felt like they were getting bigger too!
Her chest was steadily pressing into the floor now, and her belly... wasn't? She could feel her thighs start to rub together as her bloated body floated upward. The weird angle was starting to cramp her neck, and her swimsuit was straining its seams as it struggled to keep up with her expanding body. Her arms started to follow suit, and she lost her hold on the vent, but the current was gone.
The force of the wave slammed into her, popping her free of the vent, sending her sailing upward, and rolling her around chaotically through spraying. The ride deposited her in the shallow end of the wave pool, floating on her back. The first thing the saw when she opened her eyes was the giant sphere of her belly rising above the massive cleavage of her huge breasts.
The second was that everyone was staring at her...
Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation, Implied Popping, first person, floating, helium
Text: I sit down on the tank itself, wearing only a pair of black panties and a black bra, both made to stretch a considerable amount. Under me is a helium tank.
I push my brown hair out of the way, my green eyes glistening. I take the hose of the tank, and put the nozzle in my mouth. I turn the valve, and a rush of the gas goes into me.
First my stomach expands, filling divinely and quickly. Already I look like I should be carrying twins. Next were my breasts, filling evenly, and quite well. The pressure was building already, thirlling me.
Once my breasts and stomach had their fill, the helium starts to fill my other extremities. My legs, ass, and arms. All were growing, being saturated with the gases from the tank. My weight had certainly decreased. I even felt lighter. I continue to let this gas slake my thirst.
My body started to rise off the ground, my head bobbing down to keep ahold of the tank's hose. But it was long enough for me to float to the ceiling without losing it.
Now that the helium had no where else to go, my face started to fill out, my cheecks puffing up. I close my eyes, dreaming I was floating on a cloud.
Now, I just expand, having no more room in my body for the gas to fill. I felt light-headed, but dreamily so.
My body was starting to round out, becoming a perfect sphere. My arms and legs were cones, and my bra had long ago busted off.
My ass was filling out nicely. My panties were thinning into a thong the way this was going. I release my bitedown on the nozzle, the thing turning off automatically, as I had it preset to.
I close my eyes to sleep, hoping to wake ready for more. I awoke much as the same as when I slept; floating around aimlessly.
I kicked off the ceiling and grabbed the hose, it turning on. Soon my body found it's ambrosia of inflation as I continued my expansion once again.
My body was taking the pressure well. I was fully round, and my panties snapped off and was left nude.
The pressure kept on, filling me more and more. Becoming unbarable, but I ignored it, focused on my own figure rather than my ditress.
Now I can't ignore it. The tank read that it was only half gone. I was surprised I took in this much. If given two of three days, it would leak out of me on it's own. But I could feel it.
My body couldn't take another ounce of pressure. A single huff, and that was it.
Pop goes me.
Do I dare?
Most likely pop just to get a high-so to speak.
I bite down on the nozzle, and the tank begins emptying again.
Tags: Hourglass Inflation, Female Inflation
Text: "Control, this is the lab. We have a problem."
The administrator frowned and stabbed the intercom button. "I don't like problems."
"I know," replied the intercom nervously. "But we're seeing some unexpected results from batch A23 on subjects. Please, check the cam feed on 14...right away."
The administrator swiveled to the desk monitor with a grunting sigh. The screen flickered to life, and audio followed. The observation room had just one occupant: a female form in the standard-issue black lycra skinsuit, blonde hair, face too far from the camera to see — but the silver belt was plainly visible. The microphones detected a hissing, interrupted only by a wheezing. Both were coming from the subject.
The young woman on the screen clutched at her midsection, gasping for breath in small moans. Her hips began to flare below her sensor belt; her chest began to grow. The administrator's eyes flicked to the digital overlay in the corner of the monitor. Green numbers began to climb: 27. 31. 37.
The blonde clutched at her swelling form in disbelief; she was clearly not prepared for this. A stretching sound was faintly audible as her breasts and hips rounded further, forming an exaggerated hourglass. The hissing increased as the numbers turned yellow. 43. 47. 51.
"Somebody help me!" cried the subject, banging at the one-way mirror. "Jesus, I'm blowing up!" And she was. Her breasts and hips had hit cartoonish proportions, rounded and taut. The spandex continued to stretch, but the belt cinched her mercilessly. The hissing had deepened further, and the numbers climbed into an angry red: 67. 71. 73.
An out-of-breath lab assistant suddenly burst into the room, gripping a clipboard and a walkie-talkie. "Did you see that? Are you watching?" he asked in a panic. The administrator didn't look away from the monitor, where the sobbing blonde dared not touch her own inflated body. The lycra pulsed and shimmered, reflecting the room lights with every invisible pump. The red digits would not relent: 83. 91. 97...and flashing.
"Ma'am?" asked the assistant nervously. "What do we do?"
The adminstrator raised an eyebrow. "We do nothing," she replied, staring through the frightened scientist with steely blue eyes. "These results are not 'unexpected'....and I fail to see a problem."
Tags: Belly Inflation, Stuffing, Female Inflation, Implied Popping
Text: She was alone finally, and she knew where the candy stash was hidden. After waiting patiently for everyone to leave, the whole storage closet was fair game. So she sat herself down and got ready to feast. "30 some odd pounds of candy should be enough to get a good sugar high", she thought; little did she know what she was getting into.
The first couple bites were quite easy; 5 pounds went down like nothing. It happened so quickly, the sugar rush started to hit. The candy sat like a pit in her stomach, but it didn't matter; all she could think of was more. Shoveling handfuls of candy in her mouth, she started to feel full. She barely noticed the bloating though, it was nothing compared to the immense head rush from the sugar.
She hit 10 pounds, 15 pounds, 20 pounds; she felt unstoppable. Now her tee shirt had become skin tight, and her pants had ripped a good while ago. Her growing belly had stated to push her thighs apart, as it had grown too big to sit comfortably in place. It looked more like a party balloon than a body part. Alas, this was no time to stop; she still had 10 more pounds to finish.
Pound 25 was a struggle; she was starting to feel the consequences of such intense consumption. Her settling belly was red with stretch marks as it was well past any safe limit. At the size of an overinflated beach ball, she could no longer see her feet. She was so close though; she had to finish now.
More candy flew, as she approached completion. Now she could feel the pain through the sugar rush. But it still didn't matter. She was so close; it had to be the last pound. Things starting moving slower, as pushing anymore candy into such an overfilled stomach seemed near impossible. She felt mind numbingly tight, but ignored all warnings. She kept going until all 30 pounds were consumed. Victory was hers, the problem; she was trapped under her own weight. With 30 pounds of candy inside, her belly closely resembled an exercise ball. The other problem, digestion.
She started to feel sick as the pressure naturally increased inside her. She noticed some ginger ale by her side. "That always settled my stomach before!" she thought, so she grabbed it and started drinking. Unfortunately for her, the carbonation moved things along quite quickly. She only grew a bit more before her belly stopped stretching, the pressure didn't stop building though. Huge stretch marks circumnavigated her body, her belly ready to burst. She let out one last gasp before the inevitable. Some sugar rush.
Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation, floating, Prose that Blows 500 (2009), Prose that Blows Runner-Up: Best Expansion Description, Prose that Blows Runner-Up: Best Story, Prose that Blows Winner: Best Method of Expansion
Text: This just in, a new disease is sweeping the world, more details at eleven. *Click*
"Now for our top story. Reports have been poring into hospitals around the world about a strange new affliction affecting females. It has been labeled as "Violet's Disease' by the CDC, and has no known cause. It seems to strike without warning, and runs it's course in mere minutes. The method of infection is unknown as well, as one girl could have the symptoms, but people standing next to her will be unaffected. There are a series of symptoms that do effect all females who have been affected, and the end result is always the same. We now go to Tanya, live from the quarantine zone, the City Stadium."
"Thank you Maya. I'm here with Sarah, who was effected a few days ago. As you can see, her size is remarkable. According to measurements, her body is almost 25 feet around. She is not able to talk, as she is a bit distracted by some of the side effects, but she is in no pain, and when I interviewed her earlier today she said, 'It feels better than almost anything I've ever felt.' Sarah was lucky enough to be inside when she was began to show symptoms, so she did not float away like many other girls. Back to you Maya."
"Thank you Tayna. And to reiterate, while the response teams have managed to recover all the unlucky girls who have floated into the air, if you begin to show signs of Violet's Disease, get inside as soon as you can, and if no buildings are nearby, try to attach yourself to a stationary object. Remember to watch for WASPS. That's Warmth, Arousal...*cough*...Excuse me...Um...Arousal, Shortness of Breath, Pressure, and finally...Oh my...Swelling."
"Pressure is starting to build up in my midsection...It feels warm, like I had a lot of hot tea. I feel a little drunk, to be honest. Hehee...My clothes are getting tight too. Ohh, I feel bouncy...Like I'm a balloon or something. Shirt is getting really tight...whoops! Looks like that blouse isn't as strong as I thought! Mmmm...No wonder those girls were always in such a good mood. My skirt is getting tighter too, ohh...Anywhere I touch, it feels amazing. It's spreading through my whole body now, it's better than anything I've ever felt in my life!"
"It's getting very difficult to move my arms and legs now, I can see my body swelling around me...It feels really good! Anne, you've gotta try this, I mean, wow! Oh my! We have liftoff! In more ways than one, believe me...This feels so strange, but so good, just floating up, getting bigger...Mm...Can't move my arms now...looks like my hands are just what's left. I guess this is gonna be my last broadcast for a while, until next time, goodnight everyone! Ohh, bounce me against the ceiling again! Wow..."
*Click*
Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation, Offscreen Popping, first person, inhale, Prose that Blows 500 (2009), Prose that Blows Runner-Up: Sexiest Story, Prose that Blows Winner: Best Expansion Description, Prose that Blows Winner: Best Character, Prose that Blows Winner: Best Method of Expansion, Prose that Blows Winner: Best Story, Prose that Blows Winner: Best Use of Tension, The Biggest Breath
Text: I watch them as I slowly lift the balloon to my mouth. Their eyes are glued to me, their faces reflecting their expectations. The girls watch with rapt anticipation, eagerly anticipating my success. The boys are laughing smugly. They don't think I can do it – they don't think that a petite thing like me can possibly fill a balloon of this size in just one breath. Well, I'll show them. They'll see soon enough.
I begin to inhale, my chest rising, swelling out as the air rushes in. I can feel it flooding into me, filling me up with its power. I want more – much more. I open my mouth a bit wider, and my intake accelerates. My chest pushes out further, my bra crushing against my breasts as they begin to puff-up. My blouse creaks and tightens about me as my torso expands to fill it, buttons puckering and straining in their fight to hold me in. The boys don't look so confident now, their cocky smiles fading quickly. But I'm just getting started. I'm not at my limit yet – not even close. I can hold more. I won't just blow this balloon up; I'm going to blow it to pieces.
My stomach bulges as my torso rounds out under the building pressure. I close my eyes, scowling in concentration as I focus on filling myself with more... more... more air. A sharp pop, followed by several more, signals the surrender and frantic evacuation of my buttons. The clasp on my skirt follows moments later. Finally free, my ballooning body surges outward, and my size doubles. Cool air caresses my smooth, taut skin, sending thrills down my spine. I'm ridiculously swollen. But I'm not full yet – not quite. I can hold more. I can get bigger.
I open my mouth wider, sucking in air as fast as my body can take it. My distended frame pulses and grows, my skin tingling as it stretches tighter... tighter... I feel ludicrously engorged. I know I should stop. I have more than enough air for the job, but I can't resist showing off a bit more. I can feel their stares. It's intoxicating. I want more. I'll show them. I can do it. I can get bigger. I know I can.
My friends are speaking, but I can't hear them clearly over the wheezing intake of my own breath. I open one eye, but my view is blocked by the immensity of my own impossibly bloated body. I'm enormous – nearly spherical – my skin flushed, straining to contain the pressure welling up inside me. I feel fit to burst, but I'm not giving up – not yet. Just a little more, I think to myself. Just a little... bit... more...
My body creaks threateningly under the pressure. My skin - hot and drum-tight - thrums with tension. With swollen arms, I lift the balloon to my mouth, one final gasp of air slipping down my throat as I prepare to...
BOOM!
Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation, Messy Popping, Prose that Blows 500 (2009), Prose that Blows Winner: Stephen King Award for Most Disturbing Story
Text: Suellyn gazed at the sky-blue decanter on the table in the cellar, biting her lip as temptation grasped at her with hooked claws. Its rippled label, written in fanciful font, read "Drink Me".
The glass was completely smooth; no insignia of its craftsman was present on the bottle. It felt chilled against her skin, as though it had been removed from a freezer. The air was cool in the cellar, but for it to be so cold was mysterious. It was unreasonably light, as if it was empty, yet she felt the liquid slosh inside.
She set the carafe down, thoroughly confused by its existence. She was scant moments away from calling down her husband when her willpower was dealt a staggering blow by the sudden onset of cottonmouth.
The sound of the stopper being removed from the phial was a symphony to Suellyn. So great had her thirst become that she had no choice but to put the decanter to her lips and drink. Liquid silk coursed down her throat and enveloped her. It was Ambrosia, the nectar of angels, bottled and abandoned in a cellar until Suellyn discovered it. It was a secret treasure for her and her alone.
Suellyn drank until the bottle should have run dry. Her stomach began to stretch from the constant stream; despite the feeling of tightness she continued with reckless abandon. Not until the fabric of her dress drew tight around her middle was the bottle thoroughly consumed. She pressed her hand against her full stomach and let out a sigh. She covered a hiccup in her palm and set the bottle down.
Where the decanter once stood, two scraps of paper formed an "X". Their edges were rippled, like the label on the bottle. She turned them over and gasped. One scrap read "Don't" and the other featured a drawing of a skull and crossbones. Her stomach churned when the scraps fit perfectly to the label. Then it grumbled. Then it whined. Then it swelled.
She leaned against the table and pressed her hand against her raucous belly. She thought that her mind had become disconnected when she felt a push against her hand. Thinking it was simply her breathing, she held her breath. Her stomach yet pushed outward. The rest of her followed.
Her body flooded. Liquid gushed from her joints, her glands, her very cells. She became instantaneously colossal – a roiling leviathan of flesh. Her breasts grew dizzyingly cartoonish, her hips and buttocks immeasurable, and her belly was an ocean given flesh. She wobbled, sloshed, and whimpered for help until her balance departed and she toppled over.
Drawn by the loud splash, Devon went into the cellar to investigate. From the stairs, he could see Suellyn's hand gripping a bottle on the table. What he could not see was what became of the rest of his wife's body. That was until he saw the sky-blue liquid coating the walls and dripping from the ceiling, and he collapsed.
Tags: Hourglass Inflation, Female Inflation, Offscreen Popping, competition, inhale
Text: And so now talk had turned to our former loves, and we giggled as we talked of them. She had talked of the many boys she had dated, once upon a time in high school, and now to the ones that she had dated in college. Her descriptions were quite graphic of one or two, and I could see that she missed several of them, especially their physical dimensions.
"So, how about you?" She queried. "What type of girl did you prefer?" I smiled, for I had in all truth had only a few girlfriends, but an idea whirred in my mind. I would make her jealous too.
"Oh, my last girlfriend had an incredible body... I mean I like the large, hourglass figure types, and she was enormous!"
"Really!?" My date grinned, she seemed inordinately interested and I was puzzled... "Like how big?"
"Oh, well..." I thought hard, this could be interesting... "She had some really big thighs and uh... pardon me but quite an impressive chest!"
And I noticed that my date was taking deep breaths in a curious fashion, gulping, sucking and drawing in air, and seemingly exhaling none... Stranger still I noticed that her shirt seemed to be drawing tight, it's horizontally striped pattern constricting about her curves.
She paused. "Was she as big as this?" Pointing at herself I noticed that she had in fact, grown larger of both hip and bosom! I became excited at her newfound talent...
"NO..." I murmured, "larger..."
She drew in again, puffing herself up, bigger and bigger. Her shirt stretched further about her, and her skirt began to bulge with her ripening thighs. Her face grew red from the exertion, but at last she stopped and a soft, almost pleasurable groan escaped her lips.
"Was... she... this big!" She drew her hands down her sleek torso, caressing breasts grown suddenly enormous, past her still slender waist and over a skirt on the verge of bursting from the size of it's occupant.
"No...." I completely lost restraint. "Much, much larger..."
She huffed and puffed again, expanding slowly but surely into perhaps the world's most pronounced figure. Hips and thighs bouncing and pulsating as they tested the limit of her skirt, and finally burst the seams. Endless, shiny smooth skin revealed itself, a pair of white panties stretched protestingly across the inviting curves.
Her shirt held up well, but stretched as tight as the skin of a balloon, and she whimpered softly, her face beet red in it's effort to contain her air. From between tortured lips she managed to squeeze:
"Was your girlfriend this b..."
KABOOM!
Tags: Belly Inflation, Female Inflation, belly, female self, water inflation
Text: Sam parked her car, took the keys out of the ignition, and walked up to the water machine.The machine was meant for filling large water bottles. Sam deposited a few coins, and was about to press the button for one gallon. Then, she was struck by an idea.She looked down at her flat stomach. It was very visible, as she had made sure to wear a loose top and stretch pants. As she rubbed it eagerly, she thought about what she was about to do.She could fill herself up with a gallon, easily. She had done two gallons before, and three once. But...could she really hold five?After a minute of thinking it over, she decided to go for it. Even if she got hurt, the pleasure would undoubtedly be worth it.She opened the plexiglass door covering the spout, positioned her finger over the 5 gallon button, and opened her mouth under the nozzle. As soon as she hit the button, the water started flowing.If she had simply been swallowing water, a lot of it would have overflowed as she struggled to keep pace. But instead, she used a trick she had learned, and held her epiglottis open. With nothing to slow its entry, the water began making its way into her stomach.As the first gallon filled her up, she felt her belly start to swell. It stretched with the pressure, and she felt a massive wave of pleasure nearly overtake her. Even though she wanted to let it happen, she kept firm, as there were still four more gallons to go.By the second gallon, her belly was fairly round, looking like she was five months pregnant. She felt another sensual burst, but held herself to the spout.When the third gallon finished going into her belly, it was swollen to the point where she looked eight months pregnant. The fourth gave the appearance of triplets, and her navel was stretched outward. She could hardly resist giving into the sheer pleasure, and could barely stay standing--not just because of the sensuality of it, but also because the four gallons of water in her swollen midsection was quite heavy.The fifth came and went, and the nozzle stopped spewing water down her throat. At last, she could no longer contain herself, and had an orgasm right there on the floor.When the waves of pleasure slowed at last, she hoisted herself up, and, holding her globe-sized belly, made her way to her car. As she reflected on the night, she could only think of one thing.Janie was going to love this.
Tags: Full Body Inflation, Male Inflation, inhale
Text: Lori winked to the other two young women. "Watch this." Stepping onto the path she walked through the park, stopping in front of a sandy-haired blond in a button-up shirt and cargo pants. "Hey Scott. You ready?""Sure," Scott replied, standing. "But what took you so long?""Oh, you know," she said, trying to sound casual. "I was distracted.""By what?""Well..." She suppressed a smile. "There was this really big blimp flying overhead.""It couldn't have been -that- big.""No, it was pretty big."Scott scowled, furrowing his brow as he took a step away from her. He took a deep breath before breathing in again, huffing and puffing. As he did his belly grew in surges, at first untucking his shirt, then pulling the fabric taut against it, going from full to stuffed to beyond. One by one his buttons popped free until he stopped, leaving him looking as if he swallowed a beach ball, shirt curtaining either side of it. "Well," he said, patting his belly, "it couldn't have been this big.""Don't kid yourself," Lori retorted. "That's barely a balloon."He nodded. "Okay." Again he huffed and puffed, gut slowly growing as air began to fill elsewhere. His pants first pulled taut across his backside, waistline straining before the fly simply broke. The legs were next, swelling thighs filling the fabric and pushing against each other, forcing him to widen his stance. Up top his pectorals puffed up and broke free of his shirt, and arms grew thick, forced to the sides as his midsection grew rounder. By the time he stopped he was a bloated caricature of a person, much to the notice of the other people in the park. "It had to have been this big, right?"Lori pursed her lips, slowly shaking her head."Fine," he growled. Once more he breathed in, his belly taking up more and more of his body. Bit by bit his arms were pulled into his form, and bit by bit his legs grew wider and shorter, until both were mere rounded bumps on his sides and his body rested on the curve of his lower hemisphere. His shirt was torn open, but despite that his clothing still held on, stretched as it was. When he paused again he was all but round, having gained another head or two of height. "This big?"She gave him a helpless shrug. "Nope.""FINE." He gulped down air in a fury, his body surging out in all directions with each breath. Within moments he was double his normal height, matching a weather balloon in scale, and showing no signs of stopping. "I'LL SHOW YOU BIG!" His body heaved as it suddenly grew another yard, letting out a low groan. "I'LL SHOW YOU THE BIGGEST BLIMP IN THE WORLD!"The two young women approached as Lori looked up at her boyfriend, standing in his ever-growing shadow. "So..." one began, "you just tease him and he does... this?""Hey," Lori said. "Don't kinkshame."
Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation
Text: It had all happened so quickly. Nicole had been walking home from work when all of a sudden a gang of women in black catsuits burst from a nearby building and dragged her inside, kicking and screaming, into the back room. Waiting for her was another woman - a dominatrix - wearing a leather corset and holding a bicycle pump. As the other women held Nicole down the dominatrix forced the nozzle into Nicole's mouth and began pumping, filling her with more and more air, her clothing tearing off of her as she swelled larger and larger until all that was left of her formerly svelte figure was an enormous ball, her skin stretched to an uncomfortable tightness as she sat there, immobile save for the futile flapping of her hands and feet. Even her face had swollen, her full lips holding the nozzle firmly in place.
The dominatrix waved towards the door, and the catsuited women left without a word. Once they were gone she looked over Nicole and purred, "oh my, just look at you." She pressed a finger into her side, Nicole's skin barely giving. "So full of air. Why, there's hardly any give to you at all." She tapped a finger on her chin, looking pensive. "Maybe I should deflate you..." A devilish smirk then crossed her face and she drummed her nails against Nicole. "...or I could pop you instead."
Nicole's eyes widened and she let out a muffled protest.
"But I think there might be a lit-tle bit more room in you. So let's play a little game, shall we?" She gently rested her hands on the handle of the pump. "I'll fill you with three more pumps of air. If you can hold it, you're free to go." She raised the pump. "If not..."
The dominatrix slowly pushed down on the handle. Nicole's body let out an audible groan as the air flowed into her, the skin of her belly becoming near-translucent. She felt tight all over - painfully tight - and wondered if she could really hold any more.
"That's one," the dominatrix purred. Licking her lips, she raised the handle. "...and this is two."
The handle went down and Nicole's body groaned again, more loudly this time. Nicole's hands and feet, the last traces of normalcy on her form, suddenly swelled out into spheres topped with fat sausage-like digits. She could feel her body quivering from the strain and she squeezed her eyes shut, willing herself to hold together.
"I really am surprised," the dominatrix said, impressed. "You're a very... resilient girl." She pulled the handle up. "...and after this, all that air will be out of you... one way or the other." She pushed the pump down one final time. "Three."
Tags: Breast Inflation, Female Inflation, Clean Popping, air pump
Text: Shirley had massively, grossly underestimated how many people had money and a willingness to spend it on stupid things.
Holding up a pump and asking her stream watchers if they wanted to see her pump up her boobs was, obviously, a joke. Much fun was had by all, until she received a rather sizeable donation with a message of "ten thousand bits if you do it kappa."
So here she was, pumping away. It was a shock when she discovered that it actually worked, and the thought of easy money was enough for her to keep going. Even when her former petiteness rivaled the endowments of other, less talented streamers; even when they surpassed basketballs in scale; even when her shirt stopped stretching and started tearing; even when her her skin began to feel tight. Just as most of the view of the camera was covered up by her breasts, and the chat scroll was covered by excited-looking emoticons, her skin began to grow uncomfortably firm. As she struggled to continue pumping against the pressure she wondered when the nozzle would slip free. After all, she reasoned, forcing the plunger down with a grunt, she couldn't just-
The sudden POP startled her enough that the pump flew from her hands, her shirt instantly deflating as she felt a painful crack like an elastic band being snapped across her ribs. She let out a loud curse as she clutched her chest, partly from the sudden pain and partly from shock to steady her now-pounding heart, finding that her breasts had fully deflated and then some, leaving her with near-absolute flatness. Her watchers were concerned, but she waved a hand to show that she was mostly fine and not in need of serious medical attention.
As the stinging faded she heard the text-to-speech read off "a promise is a promise" as the donation came in; roughly a hundred dollars. She didn't know what she would spend it on, but probably not bras any time soon.
Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation
Text: "I can be bigger than that!" shouted Huff. She grinned and inhaled, resting her hands on her sides
as she looked down to watch her waist slowly expand. A hissing noise began to rise from within her
as her torso expanded outward with all the sounds of a child's balloon. Her waist quickly widened
as the surge of growth shot from her tummy into her thighs and butt, working its way into her
extremities. Her blue rubber suit expanded with her as she began to slowly round.
Puff had different plans. She inhaled as deeply as she could. "I can beat that!" she howled, as a gust
suddenly filled her and she ballooned outwards in all directions. Her red rubber suit groaned and
complained as her body suddenly tested the limits of its seams. Within moments she was already
totally round, with only her hands, head and feet visible. She wiggled her hands and feet frantically
as her inflation suddenly died down to a crawl.
Huff grinned as her inflation continued. Her entire body swelled but maintained a human shape,
unlike her sister, who now resembled a giant tomato. Her arms and legs widened and widened. She
appeared as though she were some gigantic, latex clad, circus fat lady, gaining spontaneously. Even
her hands and feet puffed up a bit as she continued her growth. She slowly ran her hands over her
widening sides, pressing in hard to make herself squeak like a balloon. Her rubbery body gave to her
pressure and her hands sank deep into her sides, forcing air into other parts of her body and suddenly
expanding them. An evil glare came into her eye as she glanced over at Puff, who had barely grown
any more. "We're just gettin' started kiddo.."
Tags: Inflatable Clothing, Female Inflation, helium
Text: The flat was dark, dank, and the curtains were drawn, the light shining through just a crack to illuminate the mess. It was strewn with empty coffee cups, half empty cider cans, various women's magazines, general letters and papers, and old takeaway boxes. Against a wall was a battered chesterfield brown leather sofa with an old blanket on it. A ginger tabby cat laid curled up on the window sill. Keys rattled in the lock to the flat and Jane Watson pushed the door open, pushing aside several days worth of post and free newspapers. "Holmes." she called. The blanket on the chesterfield sofa shifted and moaned.
Tags: Belly Inflation, Female Inflation, coke, inflation, mentos
Text: I took one more look at my un-inflated body in the mirror. Today was the day. I was finally going to bloat bigger than I had ever before! I grabbed the three packs of mento's that I had bought before and swallowed them all. Then I took my bottle of diet coke and chugged the whole thing until I felt a strong tingling in my stomach."Yes!" I put my hands on my pudgy belly, feeling it start to inflate under my fingers.Then I heard a knock at the door.Shit, who is it!? No one was supposed to be here! I buttoned up my shirt and walked out."Hello? Sarah, are you in there?" my friend Lillian said from outside,"We're supposed to be working on our project for science class."Science class. That was what I was forgetting earlier! I went over and opened up the door."Hi, Lilly..." I said, stating to feel a tightness in my belly,"Listen, I not feeling very well today, maybe we can reschedule for tomorrow?" "Oh, sure thing!" she replied,"But I've started to work on the poster a little bit, and I want to show you what I've done so you aren't to behind, that ok with you?"Ok," I said. WHAT! That was not ok! This shirt was baggy ten seconds ago! Now I can feel the top of my stomach stretching the first button.She walked in and put her half-made poster on my kitchen table,"Ok, so I've put the essay you wrote up on the right, and... Did you do something?""What?" I said, trying to play it cool."You look different somehow," she said, looking me over, then centering on my growing belly,"No offense, but did you gain weight?" "Why? Does this short look tight to you," It certainly felt tight. In a few minutes the buttons would have all been a treasured memory, along with my dignity."Yeah, maybe that's it," she said, looking back at the poster,"Now if we...""I... Need to get something!" I said, turning around just before the first button popped off."Ok... Are you sure you want to do this, if you need rest I can go?" "Um, I'll get my phone and take a picture of it when I get back," I said, walking into my room, no longer able to see my feet.I threw open the door. What was I thinking! I had this one chance to inflate like in the stories, but I had to screw it up! I thew on a hoody that concealed my belly pretty well. But as I was leaving, I saw the other bottle of Diet Coke and the last pack of mento's. I don't know what it was, but the though off inflating in front of Lillian so fast was so sexy I couldn't help myself. I ate the mento's and chugged down the coke, and instantly felt my belly expanding two times as fast. One look at me and you would've though that I was pregnant with twins. And it wouldn't stop! The seams on the zipper burst off, leaving only the strained remaining buttons of the shirt to cover me up."Hey Sarah, is everything alright?" Lillian asked, opening the door just in time to see my buttons pop off."Hey..." I said, stifling a burp."Oh. My. God. What the hell is going on!?" "It's a... Long story."
Tags: Breast Inflation, Female Inflation
Text: Charles looked at his watch. It was almost midnight. The last customer came by shortly after dinner. That's what I get for working late shift at a fill up station, he thought. He picked up a magazine and started reading. Halfway through the first article the bell rang, signifying a customer. He looked up. Stepping out of a beat up chevy was probably the tallest woman he had ever seen, taller even then him. She had flowing blonde hair that came down to her petite waist, and her short mini-skirt revealed almost all of her shapely legs. The thought of a Norse valkyrie flashed through his mind. He watched her sway as she approached the door. Her nipples protruded from her pert breasts visibly beneath her tank top. She opened the door and walked in.
"Excuse me. I seem to have a flat. Can you help me?" She cooed.
"There's an air hose around the side, by the bathroom," Charles replied, still staring at her petite breasts.
She turned around and walked out the door, heading toward the bathroom. Charles sighed, then did a double take. She had walked to the bathroom, leaving her car in front of the station. He looked at her car. All the wheels seemed fine. Charles moved over to the side window to take a better look. He couldn't see anything but the air hose was on. He knew he wasn't supposed to leave the store, but curiosity got the better of him. He opened the front door, and walked around to where the female was. She was standing there, facing away from him, the air hose under her tank top.
"Excuse me?" He asked.
She spun around, and his jaw dropped. Her petite chest was now about the size of cantaloupes, stretching her tank top, and they were still growing. He just stood in awe as her breasts expanded larger, and larger. She grinned and licked her lips seductively.
"Almost full," she exclaimed gleefully, as the fabric was stretched to near breaking point.
Charles just stood there in amazement. Finally she pulled the air hose out, causing her to jump, and her breasts to bounce wildly.
"Whoops, a little too much," she giggled.
"How?" Was all Charles could manage to say.
"Thanks a lot. You're a life saver," she said, pulling out a five dollar bill and handing it to him.
He watched as she bounded back to her car. She glanced back, and waved, causing her body to quiver. Charles sighed as she got in to the car and drove off. He walked back inside, and sat down. He pulled out his wallet to put the bill in it, and then did a double take. Written on the bill was a name, and a phone number. He sighed. Sometimes it's good to work the night shift, he thought.
Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation, food, Prose that Blows 500 (2009), Prose that Blows Runner-Up: Character that You'd Like to Fuck
Text: Rachel was a nervous slender girl. Her ample breasts merely drew more attention to her shyness. As did her striking looks and long red hair. Even her freckles on her very pale skin only added to her knocking knees. Of course tonight was even worse for her. Kevin was near.
He was a friend of her roommate Heather and oh god he was so cute. Heather was having a small party maybe ten people and she had set up a buffet.
Rachel nervously stood at the table covered in finger foods nibbling at a creampuff or two. Then he came over, her stomach flipped.
"Hey Rachel! How are you?"
"Good, just eating some creampuffs..." she blanked out.
She blushed as she grabbed another using the sweet taste to calm the awkward moment.
"Yeah, I have trouble resisting them..." she blushed.
"Well be careful," he winked, her heart fluttered. "You are what you eat."
She blushed more.
"Sorry kinda a mean tease...Rachel...uh..."
His eyes shot wide as he stared at her at a loss for words.
"What?"
"Your stomach!"
Rachel look down at her formerly loose red dress. It was a bit tight at her waist!
"My belly!"
Her stomach lurched outward. It groaned and churned as her hips started to enlarge too. The indent of her bellybutton was visible now. Her whole waist spread wider with a gurgle.
"Rachel you're fat..." muttered Kevin.
"...but how?"
Her upper thighs distended out with disturbing forced. With a pop the elastic of her panties broke as a huge bubble butt launched out behind her. Kevin meekly pushed at her massive gut trying to slow it. Rachel was afraid to even touch it, her arms held away. The belly refused to slow down each moment getting more rotund despite Kevin's pushing.
"You feel weird, it's not fat..."
Rachel got over her meekness and pressed down on her growing belly too. Her pushed away from her belly. Slowly they puffed in unison with her thighs. Her tummy gurgled loudly as her body started to become truly round. Her dress was a belly shirt.
"This can't be happening!"
Rachel's arms rose up. Her thick arms swelling so fast her dress straps popped before she knew it. Arms and legs were joining with the orb of Rachel faster then imaging. In mere seconds her knobby legs were forced so wide she fell to the ground. Useless arms flapping to catch her fall. Bloated little shins with fat distend feet popping from her cute shoes kicked meekly.
"Please help me Kevin...it feels so weird!"
With a sudden rip her red dress slipped off. Her face was now bloated beyond believe as the heavy filling in her searched out every nook and cranny to fill up in her.
"Rachel... you've turned into a... very big beautiful creampuff!"
"No, oh god, I'm still growing!"
"Good..." Kevin laughed.
"What? How is this good?"
"I just love a good creampuff girl, tastier to kiss."
Tags: Breast Inflation, Female Inflation, bikini, thumb blow
Text: The morning sun shone through the blinds as Joyce stood in front of her bathroom mirror. Summer had come, and with it bikini season. She stood clad in her red bikini, running her hands over her body. An exercise regiment had done wonders in slimming her down, but it had also left her top a little less full than she liked. Joyce wasn't at all disappointed however, as she had a talent for solving such problems.
Raising her hand to her mouth, Joyce blew onto her thumb, puffing her cheeks out. At first it appeared to do nothing more than that, but something began to stir. There's a faint rustle of fabric, then a visible shift in her bikini top. Her breasts perked up, nipples poking through the fabric. Slowly but surely, Joyce could see her tits growing, forming cleavage as they pushed into each other. She kept blowing, emboldened by the visible swelling of her bust. Air could be heard swirling in each tit, a hollow woosh of wind sounding with each breath blown. With each breath, she felt herself growing more confident, her boobs a proud symbol of her femininity.
Bigger and bigger Joyce went, even as her top began to strain against her swollen breasts. The fabric creaked in protest as the beachballs they contained inflated. Remembering that she needed her top intact for the beach, she relented in her growth and took her thumb out of her mouth. Her hands squeezed and prodded as she inspected her handywork. Soft cleavage bulged around the triangular cups, her breasts big enough to cover her upper body from view. Going for the larger, stretchier top had been a wise choice.
Giving herself one last appreciative grope, Joyce turned and squeezed out of the bathroom door. She couldn't help but laugh at how her tits squeaked like balloons when they rubbed against eachother. As she gathered her things and prepared for a trip to the pool, a thought crossed Joyce's mind that made her smile.
Balloons expanded when they warmed up.
Remember that scene in El Superbeasto where Velvet von Black inflates her boobs by blowing on her thumb? I sure as hell do.
Tags: Breast Inflation, Hourglass Inflation, Female Inflation, floating, magic, Prose that Blows 500 (2009), Prose that Blows Runner-Up: Best Character
Text: Stuck twenty feet in the air, trapped in an old haybarn. Looking back on her bizarre situation, Hayley knew she should have stayed in bed today.
But Emma had insisted she come here, claiming that she had discovered an 'awesome spell in the 'Magick for Beginners' book they had bought.
"Em, are you really sure this will work?" She had asked while Emma mixed up the potion in a beaker.
Emma had glared in response. "Of course it will. All the other potions we made did. The fire one, the hair growth one..."
"But a potion which makes you fly? Even for magic, that's a little farfetched."
"Come on Hayley, you gotta believe! Belief is the entire cornerstone of magic, you know. Besides, what do we have to lose?"
She had a point. And thus, they both held two mugs of the strange smelling concoction.
"Sooo, how does this stuff work? Do we grow wings, or is it a telekinesis thing?"
"Beats me, the book just says it makes you fly. Come on, let's try it already."
The drinks were swallowed. They waited for something to happen. Nothing did. Hayley was about to give up...
When she'd felt it. A strange tingling sensation in her chest. She'd turned to Emma for answers...
And witnessed Emma's chest suddenly explode outwards.
Emma had stared in awe as she watched her breasts expand to the size of melons, pushing out and drawing the fabric of her dress tight around her chest. Her skirt was pushed upward as her hips and thighs grew thicker.
It was only when she'd felt her bra snap that Hayley realized the same thing was happening to her.
She'd looked down to see her view filled with her breasts, pulling her t-shirt tight around her as they grew. She'd tried to move away, but her legs were suddenly stiff. Her jeans had become skintight around her fattening legs and bottom, as they filled up every inch of space.
They could only watch each other in shock as their tops tore open, and two pairs of basketball sized breasts spilled out, swelling even faster once free of their confines. Buttons popped and cloth shredded as their lower garments gave up the fight against their growing hips, and fell around their feet.
The tingling stopped, but was replaced by another sensation, of being pulled into the air. Hayley shrieked as she realized she was floating upwards, flailing around helplessly as her expanded breasts rose, pulling the rest of her body behind them.
So here they were. Half naked, sporting gigantic breasts and hips, and hovering in the air like living balloons. But while Hayley was glaring at the floor in frustration, Emma was having the time of her life.
Hayley watched as Emma pushed against a wall, sending her swollen body careering across the room.
"This is so awesome!"
"Awesome?! You turned us into balloons!"
"Oh, minor details. We're flying, aren't we?" Emma laughed as she spun around.
"Look, when does this stuff wear off?"
Emma suddenly swallowed uncomfortably
"Wear... off?"
Hayley groaned. She never should have bought that damn book.