Tags: Breast Inflation, Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation, Messy Popping
Text: This was it, Courtney Hewlett thought to herself as she straightened out her red, button-up suit in the backstage prep room. This is your chance to make it big.
Now, true, this wasn't the anchor chair, her ultimate goal. And true, this was a hokey special interest piece no one gave two shits about. But for an unpaid intern fresh out of college, any amount of screen time would be a break for her. And she intended, no matter how silly the story was, to give a good first impression to her audience.
She brushed her long, golden blond hair behind her ears, and applied a rosy red lipstick to her full, plump lips. A bit of blush to her cheeks and mascara around her deep blue eyes and Voila! Perfect eye candy for the news cameras. She marveled at herself in the mirror, thrusting out a bit her supple, well-developed chest. The contours of her bosom were clearly visible through her suit. Courtney smirked. The cameras had always been pointing at her, alright. Just not always at her face.
A stage hand walked up to Courtney and tapped her on the shoulder. "You're on in 5 minutes, Ms. Hewlett."
"Good," Courtney replied, standing up from her seat. She straightened out her short red skirt as well as her black leather belt, which was buckled around her trim waist. "For the record," she asked as she finished preening herself. What's this piece about again?"
The stage hand frowned, "I thought you've gone over this. It's some local herbal medicine maker who claims to have made a... 'Female enhancement' powder, whatever the hell that is."
Courtney scoffed. "Sounds like a roadshow hack to me. Are we THAT desperate for news stories?"
The stage hand shrugged. "You're on in three, now. Go take your place on stage."
Courtney rolled her eyes as she left the prep room and entered the news room, where the anchors had finished talking about the days major news. At a table to the side was the interview table, where her interviewee sat. He didn't look like one of those new age hippies; he looked young, out of college like herself, with a pair of blue jeans and a nice Polo T. On the table itself sat a large mug of water and what looked like a tin of Folgers with the label peeled off. Courtney took a seat across from the man.
"Adrian Dole," the man said, offering Courtney a handshake. She returned it weakly. "I've never seen you on the news before."
Courtney chuckled. "Well, after tonight, you'll be seeing much more of me, I can tell you that. Courtney Hewlett." Her eyes drifted towards the tin. "Is that..."
The man nodded. Courtney was unconvinced. "How do you-"
"30 Seconds!" the stage hand shouted. "Everyone quiet on set." Courtney sighed. It seemed she'd have to wait until the interview started for her questions to be answered. She put on a saccharine sweet smile as she waited to go live.
"4...3...2...1...Rolling." The cameraman said, the ON AIR sign lighting up in the studio.
"Hi," She said into the camera with an artificially sweet voice. "I'm Courtney Hewlett, KBOM's newest interview journalist, and I'm here with Adrian Dole, whose invented... what, exactly?"
The camera turned on Adrian, who was beginning to sweat a bit under the pressure. He yanked at his collar. "uhhh, It's herbal... female enhancement."
"'Herbal Female Enhancement,'" Courtney repeated in a slightly condescending tone. "What does it DO exactly?"
Adrian was really sweating bullets now, brushing his greasy brown hair nervously. Courtney rolled her eyes. Who had cleared this man to be interviewed?
"It... enhances females. Their bodies, I mean."
Courtney cocked an eyebrow, brushing strands of golden hair off of her face. "What do you mean?"
Adrian stuttered nervously, his eyes darting around the room. "It.. it increases their figure," he said. To illustrate, he held his hands in front of his chest as if he was grasping large breasts. Several of crewmen snickered. Courtney just grit her teeth. This punk was making an ass of her on her debut! This was unacceptable.
"I...see..." she said, trying to maintain her composure. "So, is it one of those 'results after 4 months' deals?"
"Actually, no," he said, pulling the lid off the canister. Inside was a fine white powder with a scoop in it. "Add a teaspoon to any drink and you'll increase your figure within moments."
She stood up from the table, turning towards the camera with a sickly wide smile on her face. She was determined to not let this charlatan get the best of her. "Well, you heard it here folks. Mr. Cole says her can increase my figure." She ran her hands down her trim curvaceous body. "Isn't that right, Mr. Dole?"
Adrian nodded his head in agreement. "But only a teaspoon, nothing more-"
But Courtney was already pouring the container into her mug. "Come on, a little teaspoon of this? I'm putting you to the test."
Despite Adrian's halfhearted protests, Courtney practically emptied the container into her mug. She lifted it off the table and brought it up to her face. "Let's see if this stuff holds up to observation."
"Please," Adrian protested. "You don't know how potent that is-"
But Courtney was already drinking the chalky concoction. It tasted like dirt, but she downed it, all of it, to put this hack in his place. She felt it wash down into her stomach, which gurgled loudly. She smirked self-confidently as she watched Adrian's face contort in anguish. "Well, folks," she said almost giggling. She ran her hands across her skirt again, drawing attention to her shapely thighs. "See any changes?" She knew it wasn't much, but if she could utterly destroy this hack, she'd-
"Ugggh," she suddenly groaned, her hands flying to her stomach out of reflex. He belly had really started rumbling, gurgling around like a stormy sea. Adrian slowly began to retreat from Courtney, a look of terror on his face. The stagehands just looked on, puzzled.
The bubbling sensation rose upward, causing her jitter slightly. The sensation was completely bizarre, like being filled with a fizzy soda. She was transfixed by it, tracing its movements with her hands until it entered her breasts, which began to...
Courtney's eyes widened. "No way..." she muttered to herself, her eyes transfixed on her cleavage. But it was true. Her breasts, already well-sized, were pushing outward, pulling against her red dress. It pulled her dress firmly around it, her nipples showing through. Courtney blushed thoroughly, then looked back up at the camera and Adrian. "Well, ummm, I guess it works.... what were you saying about only a tea-"
Courtney was once again interrupted mid thought by the bubbling feeling, now moving lower into her thighs. She could feel her ass cheeks begin to bubble up and expand, pulling her panties in tightly and lifting up her skirt. She placed a hand on her now round hip, feeling it curve into her still trim leg. Hell yeah!, she thought. This body was awesome! But...
"Adrian," she said, feeling her still expanding breasts, which had already forced the top button to spring loose. "When does it stop?"
Adrian looked on quivering. "With... the amount you took... It... It doesn't."
"What?" she said, starting to become fearful. Her belly gurgled again. This time, the fizzy sensation didn't go anywhere; it just started spreading outwards. Her belly pushed againt her dress and waist band of her skirt, which was already being tugged by her expanding buttocks. Her hand feeling her ass cheek drifted up to tentatively feel her growing belly. She began whimpering as she felt her once trim stomach bloat out, pulling up her dress to reveal her strained skin and belly button. The sides of her torso expanded outwards as well. And still her breasts grew; another button popping off; the dress pulled skin tight against her bosom. Now she really began to panic.
"Adrian..." she said, clutching her enlarged breasts. "What's happening?"
Adrian could only stare on in horror, still slowly backing away from the bloating newslady. Courtney suddenly realized that a boom camera had swung behind her, taking HD footage of ever expanding ass; her cheeks having pulled the skirt all the way up, revealing her stretched panties. Courtney blushed even harder. She turned to the camera director, who simply shrugged. "You said you wanted to be big; sure as hell, you're getting your wish. We're not gonna miss a second of this; this is viral material, baby!"
Courtney was shocked by how she simply was being used, but she had no time to ruminate on that. Her legs, which had still remained thin despite the expansion of her butt and thighs, joined in on the act, expanding outwards. She tried to reach down with her arms, but found her torso too bloated to reach her legs. Several more buttons popped off her dress, completely revealing her breasts and belly to crew and camera. Her breasts were now larger than her head, and were working hard to pop the last few buttons at the top. Tears streamed down Courtney's cheek as she felt the leather belt be pulled tighter and tighter into her, until it simply snapped, flying off of her.
"Adrian!" she cried, feeling the bubbling now entering her forearms. Lifting up her now thick legs, she stumbled clumsily over towards Adrian, tears stinging her eyes. Her innards gurgled with every step she took. "Please! Please help me!"
"I... Can't.... I'm sorry... I'm really sorry!" He said, moving out of her reach. The force she was exerting in he awkward gait caused her skirt to finally give, tearing at the waist band. He panties had been pulled tightly into her crotch by her massive thighs, now more resembling a thong. A couple more buttons snapped off until her dress just burst open, allowing her breasts to rest on her enormous belly. They were held in place by her bra, but she just knew that would give any second now. She tried to feel them with her hands, but her arms had filled to the point that they were forced to her sides. And the cameras were still rolling. Tears continued to sting her eyes; she wanted to be a big star, but not like this. Even her cheeks were puffing up now. It was like every last bit of her was filling up. When would it stop?
With snap, the bra came undone, falling to the floor. Her dress tore apart in the back, leaving her sleeves. By now, Courtney just took it. So what if she was now half naked and fat? At least she'd be famous for it. It was a weak excuse, but she looked for any reason not to completely despair as her body underwent this metamorphosis.
"So," The camera director said to Adrian, who was standing next to him shivering. "How long does she got?"
Adrian glanced at Courtney, who's thighs and forearms had begun to be absorbed into her torso. Her panties snapped off under the tremendous pressure, making the sound of a cracking whip. "Oh... not long.. I'm afraid... I didn't mean this to happen, I-"
"Relax," the camera director motioned to him to calm down. "No ones blaming you. We didn't like the bitch anyways."
" I see.." Adrian said, looking concerned. He looked back at Courtney, whose face was now puffed up. Her arms and legs were being absorbed into the mass of her torso, which continued expanding outwards. "Help me," she squealed through her bloated cheeks. "Help me."
" I wish I could help," Adrian said. "But there's nothing I can do. You took too much powder; its now a chain reaction, which will continue until you burst. Again... I'm sorry.."
Courtney wailed in sorrow as her body continued boating, her breasts now the size of what her torso once was. The rest of her was just a big ball, with appendages sticking out. She flailed her hands and tried to wobble around, but there wasn't much she could do. There was a look of utter fear on her bloated face. She could barely speak now, but the look told she knew it was the end.
A new creaking, gurgling sound was heard. Courtney could feel it, bubbling, everywhere! She screamed out in pain as this massive surge hit her. "Cover! She's gonna blow!" someone shouted. Everyone ducked or hid behind something besides the cameraman, who gleefully recorded Courtney's last moments. A pathetic whimper issued from her lips, followed by an explosion, splattering the room with a pink and white frothy liquid. This had been Courtney Hewlett' first and last appearance, but boy had it been spectacular.
"Alright!" the camera man shouted cheerfully. "Thats a wrap guys! Great work. This'll how everyone how big a star Courtney Hewlett was!"