Overinflation Sensation (Infinite Ending)

Some people may find this abnormal for a human being, but I actually like the idea of being a human balloon. In fact, I love it so much I’d push it towards the phases of overinflation. How and what I love about it so much is kind of a long story.

It all goes back not too long ago. Unlike the common girls, I don’t have any curves of my own to show off. Ever since my teenage years, I was hoping puberty would change that, yet my figure remained the same: flat as a board.

Something about my little problem was rearranged for me one day, when a friend of mine stopped by while I was out to leave some strange medicine in a small, plastic container at my door. It’s the type of medicine that you eat a spoonful of, and it is called B-Serum. There are a lot of things that start with B, so I assumed something bad would happen if I tried it, but my curiosity got the best of me in the end. After taking a spoonful of it, though, I found that it wasn’t bitter like most medicines, but it was rather sweet and juicy, like berries. I actually loved the taste so much, I couldn’t get enough. Scoop after scoop, I devoured the whole thing until there wasn’t a drop left to swallow.

That’s when what was normally considered a big mistake turned into a fun pastime.

For a minute at first, nothing was happening. Then I began to feel a gurgling feeling all around my body, and a large amount of pressure building inside me. It even hurts to move a muscle. Just when I began to regret eating all the B-Serum at once, all that pain and pressure suddenly moved down right below the waist, and right before I realized what’s happening…

*SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*

My butt suddenly grew a few noticeable inches. I couldn’t see it, but I felt it grow. I couldn’t believe what was happening to me then and there. Right after that, some of that pressure moved into my chest and my breasts began to grow as well. A big smile spread across my face as I’ve finally gotten the curves I’ve longed for.

*SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*

But my expansion was far from over. My perfectly busty figure suddenly grew way larger. It surprised me, but I wasn’t scared at all. I actually loved the feeling of my breasts and butt inflating into two pairs of giant beach balls. It even made me feel like I’ve had the biggest curves in the world.

*SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*

By that point, some of that pressure quickly moved into my stomach, and my belly began to inflate as well. As I watched it grow to the size of my own height, it also became obvious that I wasn’t just becoming busty, I was becoming a balloon. I even had my hands on both sides of my belly just to feel it stretch and grow, but it was short lived as my arms fattened up with air as well. Within minutes, my arms sprung apart and my body rounded up, and I was a big sphere.

I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. All of that was me! I never even knew my body would be capable of becoming so big, and I loved every moment of it.

*SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*

And on top of everything else, I still find myself inflating. I knew I was going to be huge.

I loved every moment after that as well. I loved the feeling of my body growing ever so bigger and rounder, I loved having my head helplessly getting sunk into my own body as I inflated, and I loved that I was becoming so big, my head was able to touch the ceiling. I was well aware of what could happen if I keep getting any bigger, and it already feels like it’s only a matter of time, but I didn’t let that bother me at all. I couldn’t do anything about it, anyway, except just watching myself expand to the point where the pressure became way too much.

For a brief moment, I stopped inflating. I was so big I filled up every corner of my own room, top to bottom. The pressure I felt inside me was immense, but it all still felt so good. I even have urge and the feeling that I can get much, much bigger than that, except I can’t move.

*SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*

Just when I settled in with my new “curvy” body, the pressure began to build up and inflate me again, this time with much more force. I took this as a sign that I was about to burst after all, and excitedly watched as my body stretched further and further.

*BOOM!*

The walls in my room busted apart, yet I was still growing. I’ve had all the room to inflate now. As soon as I managed to outgrow my house, it then came to me that I may be unpoppable, and that I’m free to make myself as big as I want to be. I could be bigger than the state, bigger than the world, bigger than anything and everything imaginable.

And that’s exactly what happened. I outgrew everything from houses to apartments, from buildings to towers, from neighborhoods to cities, and from states to countries and then some. All that time though, I’ve been holding in all the air that was built up so much it was trying to escape my body.

*PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF*

Air was escaping from my mouth, but I was still inflating. I must have been big enough to enter the stratosphere, so the pressure inside was blowing me up faster than I could deflate. I knew that there was only one thing I could do now…

Keep expanding indefinitely.

And so, I gleefully settled into my own overinflating planet of a body as it stretched bigger than the solar system, the galaxy, the universe, and even further beyond.

From all that, I guess you can say that I love everything about being overinflated, but the best part is this: no matter how big you end up getting, you’ll always get bigger the next time.