Tags: Full Body Inflation, Female Inflation, Clean Popping, floating
Text: The door swung open to vague swearing and mumbling as Thomas walked in, a large box in his arms. "Lisa! I'm back!" he said, as he kicked the door closed, and walked into the front room of the apartment. "Dang that thing's heavy..." he said as he put the box down with a thud. "Oh god...what did you get?" Lisa walked into the room, with an exasperated expression on her face. She brushed some of her hair, dyed an interesting greenish blue that always reminded Thomas of the ocean, out of her eyes, and put her hands on her hips. She was wearing lose pajama pants and a tank top, slightly tight against her slight frame. "It's nothing sweetie! Don't worry!"
"The last time you said that you brought home a computer from 1950, you tried to learn how to use punch cards!"
"I got rid of that!" Thomas said, an embarrassed grin on his face.
"Yah, once you found that thing that used Vacuum tubes and we ran out of space in the closet."
"Look, it's nothing! I don't even know what this thing is."
"You don't? Where'd you get it?"
"A shop in that refurbished area, I think it was called Spastic Magic. They said they found this in the back, they actually paid ME to take it!"
Lisa sat down on the couch and looked into the box. "What is it anywho?"
"Not sure...It's got an old monitor, and a keyboard, it's some sort of computer." With a bit of effort, he pulled out the monitor and keyboard, plugging in the cables. "Man, I've never seen a keyboard like this before...got a lot of weird keys and buttons. Ok, I'll go plug it in." Thomas took the power cord and walked to the wall, glancing back at Lisa. "You might want to take a step back...dunno how old it is, and it might fail, rather...dramatically."
Lisa sighed and took a step behind the couch, ducking down. "If this does blow up, I am going to be very annoyed at you..."
"Relax! Probably nothing'll happen...Here it goes..." There was a whir as Thomas plugged in the computer, and a soft clicking was heard. Thomas looked around the table at the monitor and grinned. "See? It's fine!" He sat down on the floor in front of the computer and looked at the screen.
"So what is it?" Lisa said, leaning over the couch.
"No idea...I've never seen anything like this before...Looks like there's some kinda document editor, maybe some other stuff I'll fiddle with it."
Lisa sighed and climbed over the couch, landing horizontally. "Didn't you have some other work to do? You've been putting it off..."
"Ahh...you're right...that story contest..." Thomas was amazed sometimes at his good luck in a girlfriend. He met Lisa randomly, and they had clicked like neither of them had believed. Even when he brought out his secret fetish, inflation, she wasn't fazed; in fact, she seemed to enjoy reading about it. "Don't worry, I'll do some rough drafts on this, it'll give me a chance to see how it works."
Lisa laughed and climbed off the couch. "Whatever you want sweetie, I'll be in the kitchen, let me know when you get done, I want to read it!"
"Whatever you say!" Thomas leaned back against the couch and thought for a moment, resting his hands on the unfamiliar keyboard. "Ok, let's see..." he murmured to himself as he began to type. The clattering of the keyboard, invented before they worried about noise began to fill the apartment. Lisa grinned to herself and looked around the kitchen. It sounded like he was on a roll; she'd seen him write a whole story in a few hours when he was properly motivated. She took a small carton of ice cream out of the freezer taking a big spoonful while she was looking for a bowl. Lisa absentmindedly pulled on her pajama bottoms, they were feeling tighter tonight for some reason...maybe she should pass on the ice cream tonight. But she'd been lucky so far; ever since she started dating Thomas she must have gained five pounds. Luckily, it had all gone into her hips and chest, so maybe a bit more ice cream wasn't a bad idea. Lisa put down the spoon and got a bowl, but when she looked down to get the ice cream, she stopped, staring in shock. Her tank top, normally a bit lose, was stretching outwards slightly. 'I know I haven't gained that much...' Lisa thought as she poked her chest, but stopped as she saw them bulge slightly. She saw her chest rising and falling with each breath, but it seemed that her breasts had stopped falling, and were just rising with every breath. A tightness in her waist made her look down, and she could see her lose pajama pants beginning to get tight. She could actually see herself swelling moment by moment, her shirt pushing outwards as her pants filled. She put her hands on her swelling hips, feeling them slowly push against her hands as they grew, a soft warmth like a pillow or a warm balloon. Lisa looked at herself as best she could, her swelling form beginning to block her view as she tried to calm down and think. 'What's happening to me? I'm blowing up like some kinda balloon! How is this even possible?' There was a slight gurgle from her body as she felt her belly begin to swell outwards, pushing her pajama's down. It was hard to see beyond her breasts, swelled to almost basketball size, but between her cleavage, she could see her belly beginning to stick out.
"Crap crap crap, I gotta get outta here!" Waddling as fast as she could, which wasn't that impressive, her legs were beginning to get stiff and hard to bend, she went to the living room, and saw Thomas writing away, engrossed in his story.
"Grr...Thomas! Help!" He didn't turn around though, and Lisa could see his music player sitting next to him, blanking out her cries for help. It was getting a lot harder to walk, Lisa had to slowly rotate herself on one foot at a time as she grew more, her legs being absorbed into her body as her belly swelled, growing rounder. It had to be sticking out a few feet by now, she could see it clearly over her breasts, somehow still being held in by her straining tank top. They had to be a foot across each, being pushed up by her swelling body, blocking her vision as they swelled. Her arms were being absorbed as well, sticking out, barely able to bend and the elbow as she swelled. She took another step towards Thomas, but her left foot never touched the ground. With a yelp of surprise, she began to drift upwards, rotating slowly, until her back touched the ceiling with a bump, causing Lisa to let out a slight gasp. "Oh...that felt good...I mean..." Lisa shook her head and tried to move, but all she could do was wiggle her hands and feet as she grew rounder. "Crap! I can't move, and Thomas can't hear me..." With a jerk of her hands and feet, she managed to push herself downward a few inches, but she just bounced against the ceiling again, with another hollow thud and another gasp of pleasure.
"Mm...I better stop that, I might get to like it..." Not that she could do anything else, the lift was getting worse, as she could feel her body pressing into the ceiling. The pressure was starting to increase as well, Lisa could feel her hands and feet sinking into the divots of her round body, as she felt her skin begin to get tight.
"Crap...I hope this stops soon...I'm getting full..." The feeling of pressure didn't seem to be stopping though, just rising, slowly growing as her skin grew tighter.
"Thomas! Help me! Turn around you moron!" Lisa was starting to get worried, she could hear her skin beginning to make creaking noises, and the pressure was getting high, she could feel it. She was definitely out of room, and if this didn't stop soon...Lisa shook her head again, trying not to think about what would happen to her, and took a deep breath, her body creaking alarmingly.
"Thomas!"
"Hmm?" He said, not looking up from the keyboard. "Just a second sweetie, I'm almost done! I think you'll like this one, it's your favorite kind of ending!"
'My favorite kind of ending, what does...' Lisa thought and her eyes widened as she realized what he was talking about. Her favorite endings were when the girl popped!
"No! No popping!" Lisa cried out, but it was starting to get hard to talk as her body swelled up against her head, pushing against her chin.
"Almost done sweetie! Hope you like it!" Thomas said cheerfully as he typed.
Lisa just let out a murmur as the pressure rose, and the creaking of her body filled her ears. With a surge of pleasure through her body, she let out a cry and popped, a boom going through the apartment. Thomas looked up, confused, and turned around to Lisa, lying on the couch in a daze. "You hear something sweetie?"
"Umm...what?"
"Guess it was nothing, a car or something. Anywho, I'm all done! I hope you like it, I'll go type it up for real, any changes you want, just yell!"
"Right sweetie..." Lisa watched Thomas walk towards the office, and sat up groggily. 'Did that really happen?' she thought to herself as she slid off the couch and sat in front of the computer, glancing over the green letters. "Wait a second..." Lisa said under her breath as she read. "This is what happened to me! That's impossible..." She took a breath and tried to focus. "Ok, little test...." Pressing enter a few times to clear some space, she paused for a second, and typed, "Lisa's breasts increased a cup size." As soon as the period had been typed, Lisa felt a warmth in her chest, and she saw her boobs swell gently, and stop, pushing against her tank top. "Oh my..." she said, lifting her new boobs in her hands, squeezing them together to see the cleavage. "Hey Thomas! I think we might keep this old thing! Seems to work pretty well!" Lisa said with a grin as she typed in another line and felt her hips swell slightly. "Works very well indeed..."