Tags: Inflatable Clothing, Female Inflation
Text: Jennifer was getting ready to go out to the club night that she and her boyfriend Keith liked to frequent. It was at a local nightclub, but it was let out for fetish nights once a month, and this night was a particularly good night as Jennifer had recently acquired a brand new catsuit.
She pulled it out of the box, poured some talc into the openings as usual and slid her naked body into it, pulling it up her legs, over her bottom, and pushing her arms in, it was tight and clinged to her. The tricky part was getting it closed as it had a zip up the back, but the makers had thoughtfully included a bit of ribbon attached to the zip to help pull it up. She glanced at the clock, she was getting late, and didn't have time to do the 'enhancements' the suit incorporated, instead she pulled smartly on the zip, tugging it till it hit the zip stop at the top of her neck, and the ribbon pulled right off in her hand... "Crap" she thought "Ah well, I'm sure Keith will help me out of it when we get home. I'll have to hurry". Quickly she got the latex shine out and gave the suit a quick spritz.
Jennifer looked at herself in the mirror, she was a vision in shiny black latex, her entire body was shimmering black, except her head. Her body was curvy, heavy even, but the suit pulled in all the right places, and pushed her breasts, which were just about a hand full, up quite nice and pert. She flicked the valve on her left bum cheek, and wished she'd had time for the enhancements. She shrugged, pulled on some trainers, put on an overcoat - she didn't want everyone seeing while she was on the way to the club - and left out the front door.
She was halfway to the club, and had stopped at a now closed gas station to go get some cash from the ATM machine, after finishing up, she went to go off down the road to the club. Just out of the corner of her eye she saw the air machine for pumping up tyres. "It can't hurt to just pump up the suit a little bit, it'll be quicker than the hand pump anyway" she thought. So she dashed over, and popped a coin in the machine, it whirred to life and started hissing. Jennifer felt under the overcoat for the valve, and attached the tyre inflator onto it, she gave it a light squeeze and she could feel the cold rush of air going into the valve on her bottom and the air going to the right places in the suit. Her overcoat had got slightly tighter around her boobs and they were looking a little bit more like DD, while her bottom was sticking out slightly more. "Huh... Just a bit more I think" she mused to herself. Jennifer pushed harder on the tyre inflator trigger and there was a big rush of air into the suit. Startled she dropped the inflator on the floor, the hose still attached to her suit, and the trigger had stuck on open.
The suit started to fill fast, her boobs now pushing the size of large beach balls, and the overcoat was riding up over her enormous bum. "Shoot" she thought, trying to bend to reach she found that the suit had got a bit too big and she couldn't reach the inflator that was relentlessly pumping air into the suit. Her legs had started to inflate now too, and her arms were puffing up and getting pushed out to either side. She jumped up and down a little to try to free the inflator off the valve, but that just served to pop the buttons off her overcoat. Little by little the suit stretched out before her, ballooning up, her stomach had soon caught up with and overtaken the size of her breasts, the suit wasn't made for this, it was only supposed to be an hourglass enhancement. She'd resigned herself to her fate when suddenly, the hissing stopped. The time on the air compressor had run out. Though she was still attached. She looked around the dark gas station lot, nope, nobody was in there, it was night, she caught her reflection in the windows of the dark gas station shop. She looked enormous, her suit had become more or less a ball with a head sticking out of the top and arms and legs sticking out the side. She tried to bend her arms, she could a little bit, the suit had only inflated up to her elbows and knees.
So she waddled a little bit from side to side trying to free herself, when a pickup pulled into the gas station, lights on, and its occupant looking rather pleased and laughing to himself. He got out and approached the bemused looking semi-inflated ball lady. "Hello" he said, she immediately recognised his voice, thanks goodness, it was Keith. "We'll have you out, oh, hmmm. No wait a second, you're not quite full" he said, dropping a coin into the slot of the machine. "No wait... Ugh..." she didn't have time to complain as the inflation started again. Her arms and legs becoming smaller stubs as the suit inflated even more, her overcoat tore and popped off leaving her flailing and she fell onto her back, rolled sideways and was now facing the ground, only her head was about 4 feet off it. The hissing stopped and Keith pulled the nozzle off the valve, put on a dust cap and brushed his hands together. "I think you're done" he mused and gave her a little push, she wobbled and rolled slightly. "What do you think you're doing?" she exclaimed at her boyfriend. "Ah... Don't worry" he said, undoing the back of the pickup. "You're going to be the centerpiece at the club tonight.". He rolled her onto the bed of the truck, secured her with a couple of ropes, and drove off towards the club. She was resigned to being a 5'10" round balloon for the night.