Bubblegum Blowup
This was one of the first inflation fictions I properly wrote, it's one of the most scrappy and unrefined works I have. Although, I'd like to have my works on both places for criticism too.
Bubblegum Blowup.
So I managed to sneak out of my school grounds without being caught. It being the last 20 minutes of the day on the last day of school before winter break was reason enough - I could afford to get away with it since i lived to close to the school. I asked to leave my classroom by convincing the Professor I was 'Going to pick up a big instrument, a Cello.' Hah. I can't even play the Cello... after making my way down the cold snow blanketed street and to my door, I felt a chilly breeze.
"Ah!" I squealed.
A sudden gust of wind sent my skirt clear of my thighs and crotch. I flattened the skirt out down back my body and held my breath - If it hadn't been for my thick thermal tights, my underwear would have been visible to the wide open world. Warm fox patterned panties. Had anyone seen me, a wolf with these on I think I'd die of embarrassment.
I held down my skirt and looked around, checking to see if anyone had seen - the cold snow covered street was empty. I felt my cheeks flush red, the embarrassment of the situation got to me - I soon realised that my cheeks were not the only thing standing out, I bit my lip and pressed myself against the door in a climsy manner, pushing it open, stepping inside and closing the door behind me, my hair whisked around to my other side as I spun back around and it settled at shoulder length. I locked the door before dropping my bag to the side and then turning to walk into my home. There was a crackle of paper as my foot sunk into something soft. I fell over, letting out a loud squeal. I threw my hands forward to cushion my fall. Nearly landing face first would have hurt...
"Oh for f-..." My words trailed off into a mumble as I flipped to my side and looked at what I had tripped on. My heart skipped a beat. I saw it - a long large FurEx wrapped package, the one I had waited too long for. 4 months. My maw curled into a grin. A devilish one. I stumbled up and lifted the package and hugged it close to my chest. My ever so flat chest. And hurried away up the stairs to my room with swift steps. Where I kicked my shoes off and let them tumble downstairs, and closed the door using my rump. I threw my package onto the bed.
After my... recent change thanks to a pleasant friend of mine, I had no use for the clothing I had prior to now - and all I had was what she gave me. So I had decided, with the money my parents had left me after their passing - to buy myself a whole new array of clothing. Dresses. Tops. Shirts. Bra's ect.
But when I was browsing for new clothing on Amazon, I had come across a rather interesting highly rated item. The item was a "chemical solution put into a chewable stick to induce increased bodily sex appeal growth for women and men alike."
I didn't know what to think of it at first - turns out this had been available for a while now. I didn't wast any time spending the £50 for it, it wasn't until after I thought. "Well... it's probably a fake... but hey - they description said 'Bubble Gum Style'. And what's not to love about bubblegum?
I gingerly looked down on myself. Most girls in my school couldn't see their own feet with their bountiful assets filling their tops out... Couldn't help but feel envious for all of them. I always compared myself to them.
I stood myself in front of my full view mirror which doubled as my closet door. Viewing over my petite form. A shorty 5'4... fitting into nearly juniors clothes instead of seniors. A button up blouse, the school tie, plaid black and white skirt, and my cotton tights. I let out an annoyed, long sigh. Cupping what was basically the fabric of my bra. I squeezed softly. What little flesh was there felt my hands pressure. My face reddened, and without my control my eyes flashed to a purple. I couldn't control that.
I walked my way over to the packaging. And began to try to open it, digging my fingers into the packaging. It was tough for sure. Eventually I broke into it and obtained my prize - The plain white package of bubblegum. The sticks were sealed in the packaging you'd find in a medicine pill. I hesitated. And then gave the stick a gentle sniff. My muzzle almost touched it - a sweet strawberry smell. I popped it into my mouth, and bit down on it.
Instantly I was met with a huge taste of sweet strawberry that filled my mouth. And a sudden chill throughout my body. I began to chew. And after about 3 minutes of chewing I was ready to blow a bubble, so, I pushed the chewy goodness over my tongue and pushing out, I blew. The bubble flowed out of my mouth and inflated - I stood there, confused. I put a hand up to my chest, as I blew out it felt like I was inhaling, it was cold.
My cheeks suddenly flushed red, I felt my nipples press out against my bra which let out a silent creak, I felt... growing. I cupped my breasts with my hands, curious. As soon as I did, my hands tensed, and I straightened up. The sensitive flesh was apparent. I felt my fur stand on edge. The bubble eventually popped. Spreading over my mouth - I licked all the gum back in. And tried to begin the process again.
I pulled the gum over my tongue once more, and pushed it to my lips and blew. I felt more of a tension, invisible fingers tugging at my skin, the sensation of something pulling my chest outward like someone had me on a harness. My bust grew further from my body. My bra had begun to creak and press hard against my two growing bosoms, matching the inflation speed of the gum. I blew once more. Filling the bubble out with my breath, in sync my bust grew causing my blouse to cry out from the pressure, the buttons seemed to be straining to keep their hold on their holes.
The bubble popped, I began to bring the bits back into my mouth, I looked down to admire my change, gasping happily when I seen my chest blown out to a staggering DD, possibly even an E. My chest felt like it was being pulled by something. Maybe just the result of the strain... my tie had a mound to hang over! I took a breath in, and as I did - in unison - my bra burst from the back, and two buttons from my blouse shot off from my body and into the wall, revealing a nice piece of cleavage. I squee'd happily and bounced. Jumping upward slightly as I bounced - as I did I hung in the air for a moment before coming back down. The sudden change in buoyancy shocked me, I hiccuped and swallowed the gum. I froze.
"O-Oops... Eep!" I covered my mouth with my hands, my arms touched against my bust from their grown mass, which surprised me more. Not as much as the fact that my voice had become higher pitched. Like I had swallowed a whole balloon of helium.
I turned my attention to the mirror, my breathing accelerated. There was no warning message on the packaging about swallowing... but it was chemical based! I noticed something in the reflection and I stood forward, as I did, I realised. My breasts! They're still growing! I arced upward, I didn't want to touch them because of their sensitivity. Watching as they made gentle pressuring sounds. I felt the taut skin fill out into my blouse that tighter than before. They ballooned out, it wouldn't be long until the blouse gave way to them.
I heard a soft tear from my lower regions. Unable to look down in front of me I looked behind, noticing my tail was a little higher up than usual, slowly my skirt began to bulge upward. Oh god... my butt! My Petit butt is inflating too! I turned in the mirror to view my backside - yep, my butt was ballooning out, straining under the pantyhose i was wearing. Oh god oh god oh god...
I began to panic, I felt like I was being lifted off the ground. The feeling of my own weight on the ground was a lot lighter... it was like I was standing in a swimming pool. I squealed suddenly as my bust burst through the rest of the straining fabric of my blouse, sending buttons flying. My tiny bra dropped off. My Bust looked like a pair of huge beach-balls.
My hips and thighs took up more space in my pantyhose, I could feel it slipping down at my hips. My legs began to fill out more space in the tights which made then thin out. My face reddened even more.
I felt my heels leave the floor. I yelped and tried to fight against my buoyancy, I pushed down. My hands couldn't help themselves. Slowly they moved from my sides to my swollen thighs, and to my womanhood. I drifted off the ball of my foot for a moment before that left the ground. My toes Were the last things holding onto the ground. I felt like I was... floating? I was - my toes gently left the floor, and I was at the mercy of the gasses inside me. I gently floated higher and higher off the ground. At this point my bust was inhumanly massive - like one and a half beach-balls stuffed under my skin and blown up. My poor clothes had been torn to pieces. My tights had ripped, but held on, the tightest part was all long my thighs and womanhood.
My sudden cry of pleasure echo'd through my room. A warm runny liquid seeped through my tights and underwear... and ran down my leg off my foot... I was simply floating there, neutrally buoyant in the air. I basked in my afterglow. Panting.
Wait... my window? Oh crap! Did I close my window!? I torqued my body round so I could see my bedroom window side on. Oh god... I felt my face turn the hardest red, I felt my face burning, cheeks turned into plump cherry tomatoes. Outside my window I had attracted a crowd, people staring up into my room. How long had they been there!? I curled my legs up to try and hide my ripped tights and underwear. As I did the tights gave way, ripping along the tightest part and peeling off. What the crowd saw was my frilly. White. Foxy. Patterned. Undies.
There were at least 3 phones out...
Fuck.