Tags: Breast Inflation, Female Inflation, floating
Text: Carrey runs into trouble during her morning jog.
Huf. Huf. Huf. Huf. Carrey breathed in time as she jogged through the scenic park. It was early in the morning; the sun was only just rising. Carrey liked to jog at this time because there was nobody around to bother her. Also, the air was cooler around this time of day, and she got to see the sunrise. Another big consideration that she had was that there weren't any men to stare at her as she went by. Carrey was a beautiful woman of about 25, but she was a shy beauty. She liked to hide her radiance with a lack of makeup and conservative clothing, in order to appear more professional. The last thing she wanted was to portray an image that she was making her way based on looks alone.
Carrey believed that it was this mentality that had gotten her so far in the business world. She was now a manager in an auditing firm, and was making an excellent salary for someone just getting out of college. Already her tuition debts were well on their way to being paid. However, in having this lifestyle she sacrificed the other aspect of a young woman's life: the dating scene. Carrey had little time for dating or men when she was so busy with trying to make a good impression at her company by working overtime and never taking vacations. She wasn't lonely yet, but later in life she would be.
One of the benefits of her lucrative job was that she could buy things. One of those things which she was able to buy was the iPod which was around her neck. It bounced around her chest in time with Carrey's pace, occasionally knocking into one of her perky B-cup breasts. The iPod is of particular significance because it prevented Carrey from hearing a certain hissing sound which began about halfway through the second paragraph of this story. Had she heard the hissing, Carrey might have ascertained what was going on in enough time to run for help. However, because of the music playing in her ears (Kelly Clarkson), she remained blissfully unaware of the fact that, at the moment, her breasts were growing.
Carrey's breasts were now growing steadily, and had been for almost two minutes. They had already surpassed their earlier described B-cup size, and were now well on their way to becoming D-cups. Carrey did not notice this expansion for two reasons. The first is that she was wearing a stretchy spandex sport bra, which was designed to be "one size fits all". The second reason is that her breasts weren't weighing her down as they might have been at that size. They were being filled with magical air, helium to be precise, and their lightness meant that she couldn't feel the extra mass. So Carrey jogged on, her breasts expanding larger, filling her lower field of vision. However, because she was concentrating on the path ahead of her, she still didn't notice.
By this time, the helium in her breasts (which were now the size of cantaloupes) was beginning to affect her jogging, but it was imperceptible. Now, normally this much helium wouldn't do anything to lift a person, but this was magical helium. It still wasn't doing much, but if Carrey had been paying attention, she would have noticed that it was getting easier to jog as her weight was being reduced. She jogged on, oblivious.
Suddenly, though, the song she had been listening to ended, and the iPod did something useful. Using its wonderful shuffle capability, it switched to a song that Carrey didn't care for. It wasn't that she put music that she didn't like on her iPod; she just had some songs that she liked better than others. So she flicked her gaze downward, intending to grab the iPod and change the song. But in looking downward, she saw the several inches of bosom that were not supposed to be there. With a gasp of surprise and confusion, Carrey tripped and fell. However, her balloon-like breasts were helpful in this situation because not only did they break her fall, they bounced her back up again in a comical way. Not expecting the trip or the bounce, Carrey fell backwards with a huf and landed on her shapely butt.
"What the hell..." said Carrey, now sitting on the stone path, befuddled. Her boobs were enormous! She tentatively placed a hand on each breast and felt them. They felt strange...rubbery somehow. It was as if somebody had replaced her boobs with balloons without her knowing. They were now the size of honeydew melons, and, though she wasn't aware yet, still growing. Carrey pushed into her breasts, feeling less resistance than usual. They had about the same consistency of balloons. When she took her hands off, they instantly sprang back to their former shape. It was then that she noticed that her iPod was still playing. She took the earbuds out and could now hear the hissing. At first she thought it was a snake or something, and looked around her for any sign of one, but didn't see any. Then she put two and two together, and looked back at her breasts. She turned her head and warily bent her neck to her chest. The hissing got louder. It was coming from her! "I'm...growing?" asked Carrey rhetorically.
At this point her sport bra had reached its limit for stretchiness and was beginning to dig into her skin. Carrey was snapped back to reality by the pain, and became suddenly aware that she needed to get some help. Her breasts were growing larger, and showed no signs of stopping. This wasn't normal. I need to see a doctor, she thought. She got up, and suddenly became aware of the contents of her breasts as she practically floated into a standing position. Barely any effort was required. Carrey paused again and inspected this new development. Her breasts weren't heavy at all, she realized. In fact, they seemed to be filled with air. Carrey experimentally stood up on her tiptoes and experienced a feeling of near weightlessness as she remained on her tiptoes without even trying. She had never been able to do that. My boobs are growing, and now they're lighter than air? The world's gone mad! Carrey snapped out of it when another jolt of pain from her pinching bra hit her. I have to see a doctor NOW, she thought frantically. She was getting lighter...what if she floated away? She began to run for the nearest building, if just to be indoors if she flew away. But alas, it was too late, as Carrey began to discover as she ran. Her breasts were now the size of basketballs, and were seriously affecting her pace. Each stride she took became longer and longer, until she found herself in the air for two full seconds before coming down. Carrey was getting dangerously close to floating away, and she knew it. She began to look around for a tether of any kind, if just to hold herself steady while she waited for help. She spotted a bench nearby and started walking towards it, not wanting to let her feet leave to ground. Taking long, purposeful strides, Carrey made her way towards the bench which was only twenty feet away. Her breasts were now the size of beachballs, and her bra was emitting ripping sounds as her expansion overtook their capacity.
Halfway through her journey, Carrey's feet started to lose contact with the ground. She was pulled up onto her tiptoes by her weightlessness. She got the feeling that she was going to float away at any moment. At the same time, her bra suddenly gave out, and her breasts exploded out of their confinement, now naked for the world to see. Carrey would have been embarrassed if she wasn't so fixated on reaching the bench. She was traveling on her tiptoes, holding her arms out for balance. Her headway was very slow, and she was getting lighter all the while. With only five feet to go, Carrey's left foot lost contact with the ground. She was now only connected to the earth by her right toe. She wasn't going to make it. She began to panic. "Oohhh goodd somebody help me! HELP ME!" she screamed at the top of her lungs. At that moment, her right foot lifted off as well, and Carrey was officially floating. "HEEELLPP!!" she cried frantically. She was floating away, and there wasn't anything she could do to stop it. Since her source of weightlessness was in her breasts, they Carrey was pulled into a position where she couldn't face downward. As she was pulled into that position, her iPod fell from her neck, clattering to the sidewalk below. Carrey was now 20 feet above the ground, with breasts the size of yoga balls. She was rapidly ascending, screaming for help all the way. Actually, several people had heard her by now and were running towards the source of the screams. But by the time they got there, they only found a tattered bra and a broken iPod.
Carrey had stopped screaming now and had accepted her fate. So this is how I'm going to die, she thought bitterly. And I can't even enjoy the view. All her attention was directed upwards since that was the only place she could look. She was getting cold. Suddenly she noticed a shape inside the cloud she was heading towards. It was the same color, but it was moving differently. It was a blimp! And she was directly underneath it. She floated closer to the floating airship, and began to see how large it was. It was massive. Bigger than the Hindenburg. It also didn't seem to have any propellers, yet it moved against the wind. As Carrey floated closer to it, suddenly a hatch opened up at the bottom. She was headed directly for it. It was almost as if the blimp was anticipating her arrival. Unable to control her ascent, Carrey could only watch in awe as she floated up into the airship, and hear the hatch close behind her.