Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation, Clean Popping
Text: The one thing Jimmy wanted more than anything else this Christmas was snow, it never snowed in Tinton, never had the local children been out building snowmen and never had the town had that picture postcard, Christmas morning look. On Christmas Eve, a dark cloud hung over the town and Jimmy stood at his window gazing forlornly in the hope of snow, he hoped if it snowed he could ring Juliet, from college and he would ask her out, and she would say yes and they would go out in the snow and it would be like a the scene from a Christmas card; he needed somewhere special he could ask Juliet to and Tinton didn't really offer much in that respect, a snowfall would be the perfect opportunity. So Jimmy wasn't particularly religious but he decided that this one time he would look for a little divine inspiration. He was about to get down on one knee and pray to God when the room was filled with a cold icy wind, Jimmy felt a chilling hand on his right shoulder and spun round with a shiver to see a tall figure behind him. It was a tall man with white icy hair; sharp, angular features and a bluish complexion, Jimmy watched open mouthed as the mysterious figure spoke.
'I don't know why you pray to him, he won't answer you'
Jimmy only stammered nervously unable to speak
'Where are my manners?' the man said holding out his hand for Jimmy, 'I'm Jack Frost, you may have heard of me before'
Jimmy tentatively reached out for Jack Frost's hand; as he made contact he felt an icy chill run through him. Jack shook his hand vigorously.
'Now the thing is' Jack said 'I'm the one who makes the snow happen, so if you ask the big guy upstairs all he'll do is ask me, you may as well just cut out the middle man and me yourself'
Jimmy released his grip on Jack's hand and stared awestruck at Jack's deep blue eyes, swirling with energy like a blizzard, before he managed to speak.
'So can you make it snow in Tinton tomorrow?' Jimmy asked
'Can I?' Jack replied, and then, with a sinister chuckle, 'of course I can, you'll get yours Jimmy, you'll get yours.'
Jack Frost disappeared right in front of Jimmy's eyes in a flurry of snow and ice and then, apart from a cold breeze coming in through the window which was mysteriously open. Jimmy felt a cold shiver as he wondered whether he had done the right thing.
Half an hour later, on Tinton high street Juliet, a pretty winter chick with fair skin, dark lustrous hair and a fashionable sheepskin winter wardrobe, was doing the last of her Christmas shopping. She had been out round a few shops looking for something for Jimmy, a boy from college who she had decided she would ask out. Jimmy was quite shy and hadn't asked Juliet so she had decided she would do it herself. She was carrying two bags full of shopping and was about to head home; as she walked down the middle of the street she failed to notice the tall figure standing on top of a building watching her as she walked through the strong wind.
Jack Frost watched Juliet for a while before he decided to fulfill Jimmy's wish, he raised his arms into the air to summon up a snow storm. He smirked as he used his powers to concentrate on where he wanted the blizzard to materialise, he pictured somewhere very important to Jimmy, and as the incantation reached it's climax, a swirling, frosty wind picked up around Jack, eddying and blowing his white hair around before suddenly dissipating in a flash of icy blue light. Jack smiled to himself, the stage was set, and he looked back down to Juliet, who hadn't noticed anything yet.
Juliet was nearing the end of the high street, when suddenly she felt a shiver deep inside, and what felt like trapped wind. She felt a swirling tickling feeling inside her which caused her to cough, and when she coughed she was surprised to see a small cloud of snow come from her mouth. Meanwhile, the feeling of wind began building up and for the first time she noticed her stomach was rather bloated. Confused, she stopped walking and stood looking down at her distended belly. As the chilly swirling feeling built up inside her she was surprised to see that her stomach was becoming even more swollen, bulging up underneath her thick fluffy top until she was the size of a nine months pregnant woman and her full tummy poked out from under her top up to the level of her belly button, pulling the material of the top tight around her. She knotted her eyebrows in puzzlement as she continued to blow up beyond even this size. Her ballooning midriff expanded to force down the tops of her trousers too, feeling tight between her legs. With a little gasp Juliet rubbed her right hand, still carrying her carrier bag, over her inflating abdomen, feeling her belt digging in as she puffed up above and below it. Her bulging stomach strained at the belt and as she tentatively rubbed her hands over it, with a clinking sound her belt burst open and her belly expanded into the new room with increased gusto, and a deep groan. Under Juliet's hands it felt exactly like an inflating balloon and she watched in utter horror as the round bulge of her blimping stomach wasn't the only thing inflating. She felt her trousers tighten behind her, and quickly grasped her behind with both hands to feel it too inflate like two balloons underneath her jeans. As she stood there she heard a grumble from inside her voluminous body as the wind rushed round inside her, blowing her up and causing her to fill out like a sail in a high wind. She felt the spinning of the wind starting to push against her and stumbled as it tried to spin her round. Juliet's belly still pumped up, containing the pressure and forcing her jeans to unzip with the top button bursting off and pinging off a bollard.
By this point the other shoppers had noticed Juliet's predicament and watched with a combination of confusion and shock as the swelling spread to Juliet's breasts which perked up beneath her jumper, the cold wind inside her caused her nipples to become erect enough to be visible between the thick outer garment and she could only watch, eyes wide and mouth agape as they both rose up to her chin, stretching her jumper between them in a tightly pulled band. Her midriff was still blowing outwards, in all directions now, so while her stomach remained ball shaped, the rest of her abdomen took on the shape of a doughnut widening around her. Juliet looked up from her expanding body and with her eyes as wide as dinner plates she made eye-contact with her horrified audience, with a look of sorrow at what was happening to her, and all the meanwhile her body beneath steadily increased in volume with a low whooshing, grumbling sound. Juliet swallowed as though something were caught in her throat and coughed out another small cloud of mist and snow. Juliet's body was becoming egg shaped, round and swollen like a balloon being blown up and stretching her clothes; her breasts were the size of large melons and pushing up against her chin, nipples sticking out like the knots at the end of two huge balloons beneath her straining jumper.
Her legs and arms, which up until this point had remained their normal size began to widen and push outwards as she bloated; she struggled to keep her arms down by her side but as they fattened they were pushed out at right angles. Juliet looked panicked to her left and right, watching her arms rising up against her will, as the rest of her body continued pumping up like a blimp. Her legs also plumped up like overinflated inner tubes making it difficult for her to stay standing. As she stood in the street, too pumped up to move properly, she felt the spinning feeling again and staggered a few steps to her right, turning slightly as the wind rushed around inside her. As Juliet's body continued to widen she staggered again to the left and coughed out some more mist. She managed to steady herself of sorts and stood still for a few seconds feeling her whole body bulging outwards, shivering through a combination of the cold wind inside her and fear at how fast she was inflating. As Juliet tottered uncertainly on her feet, blowing up like a parade balloon and starting to burst out of her clothes she and all the onlookers heard a strained creaking noise coming from her. Juliet closed her eyes tightly, trying to contain the pressure and coughed again, the creaking built to a crescendo as her tightly pumped body slowed down in its inflation, struggling to hold in the increasing surging violence of the wind inside her. She coughed again, one last time, casting a shower of snow out in front of her, and then
PHOOMPH!
Juliet exploded into a cloud of mist and snow which burst from her when she couldn't take any more. All the shoppers who had been stood around felt an icy, swirling gust of wind, and Juliet's sheepskin coat hat and shopping bags fell to the ground. Her jeans were ripped to shreds by the force of her explosion and tatters of them came down with the snow. The wind picked up around where she had stood, blowing snow over the street, and over the whole of Tinton. The shoppers stood, horrified as the snow fell from the sky and settled, blanketing everything. In the middle of the street stood Juliet's boots in a small pile of snow, her shopping bags laying either side, with her coat and scarf behind and her hat on top.
In neighbouring streets, unaware of the cause, people marveled as snow fell over Tinton for the first time in living memory, and back in Jimmy's room, he smiled as he looked out of the window at the snow falling down, rendering the rooftops a vivid white, and wondered when he should call Juliet.