(Contains inflation)

Tightness. A profound, impossible taut feeling permeated Rhea's senses. Pressure that had built internally as the pump continued its steady 'fssh's, forcing more and more air into her body. She'd expected it to hurt by now. Frankly she expected to pop by now. The only thing that she could feel above all else though, was just how taut and stretched her skin had become. Her arms had long since sunk into her massive and growing sides, and her feet suffered a similar fate. If not for her head barely peeking out over her massively inflated torso, and the divots proving the previous existence of limbs, you could be forgiven for thinking Rhea was just an over-stretched balloon or beach ball of some kind. Someone placed a hand on her body, sending shockwaves of sensation throughout her entire form. Was she really that sensitive to touch now? What were they doing? She could tell they were talking, but the world around her was beginning to fade and swirl, and all she could hear was a steadily increasing beep beep beep beep

Rhea awoke with a gasp, sitting up in a panic to investigate her body. Her slender limbs were intact. Her body still a petite 5 foot nothing with a non-equal width. With a sigh of relief she slumped back in her bed and groped for her alarm to shut it off, staring up at the various charms and wards that hung above her. Her short, cherry pink hair was always a bit of a mess after dreams like that, she must have been tossing and turning she supposed.

For as long as she could remember, Rhea'd had sporadic, prophetic dreams. Usually vague, but strangely accurate, she grew up learning to understand, document, and in rare cases, avoid the fates she witnessed while visiting Nod. This was one she was determined to avoid. Never before had her dreams shown her something so absurd, so ridiculous, or so... she bit her lip and furrowed her brow, recalling the sheer power of being lightly touched in that state. The girl shook her head and clutched her onyx necklace, taking slow, steady breaths. She'd go about her day and analyze the dream. There was someone else there, and a pump. If she can avoid any pumps and avoid being around others for too long, she should be fine. Rhea pulled a tank top over her head and grabbed a cardigan to finish her outfit for the day and headed out. Prophetic dreams of turning into a living blimp aside, Rhea had a life to lead and errands to run, and she wouldn't let fear drive her to become a shut in.

Hours passed and so far Rhea was still in her original shape. Some might find the accomplishment ridiculous, but to her it brought a smirk of pride to her face. She'd done some shopping and was sitting down at a little café for lunch now, taking a seat with a wide berth away from a set of balloons for an upcoming event, just to be safe. Another girl sat across from her, having retrieved the extra sugar packets she wanted. This girl was taller, and had a bit more meat on her bones, thanks to her hobby as something of a gym bunny.

"You keep side eyeing that display," Jess commented, adding a sugar packet to her coffee, "Something against the event or are you just not a fan of balloons?" She chuckled, her blonde ponytail bouncing a bit with the movement.

Rhea snapped her gaze downward then back up to Jess, not having realized she'd been giving the balloons such a stink-eye, "No- its uh, I just-" she struggled to put into words what she wanted.

"One of those dreams of yours?" Jess guessed.

"Yeah..." Rhea admitted, knowing how foolish she sounded when trying to explain it to others. Jess at least humored her, and never belittled her for it, but Rhea wasn't convinced that she really understood.

Jess folded her arms, causing the sleeves to stretch ever so slightly against her muscles, and leaned forward, "So? Tell me about it."

Rhea groaned, laying her head in her arms on the table, half- hiding her face out of embarrassment, "I was... in...ed..." she mumbled.

Jess tilted her head and looked at her with a mixture of sympathy and confusion, "What was that, Rocks?" She gently asked, using the nickname she'd given Rhea back in elementary school.

"In...inflated... like a... like-"

"...Balloon?"

Rhea nodded meekly. 

"Oh, Rocks," Jess pat her head sympathetically, "What happened in it? Was it like, scary or-?"

Rhea closed her eyes to the patting of her head and sighed. Jess was a good friend, even if she didn't really understand. Better to let her try n help, she supposed.

"I wouldn't say scary, or maybe it was, I'm not sure. All I know is that there was a pump and I was stretched super tight. My arms and legs had disappeared into me and I was basically a giant beach ball." Rhea explained.

Jess nodded along with rapt attention, "Mhm? And then?"

"Then? I dunno that's all really... I mean, I guess someone put a hand on me, but..." she trailed off, trying to recall the details of the dream.

"How did it feel?" Jess pressed.

"H-huh? Feel? It was..." Rhea paused to consider this. How DID it feel? It was terrible right? I mean she'd been rendered into a helpless blimp! And when she had been touched it was like... like...

Jess watched Rhea bite her lip as she thought about her question. She wasn't so sure about all the prophecy stuff, but Rhea was so passionate about it all, it was important to Jess to play along. This time though, she was sure of it. This was no prophecy, this was something else entirely.

"I dont wanna talk about it anymore-" Rhea said, breaking Jess' line of thought. "Just gonna finish my errands and veg out tonight," she said.

"Oh, hey, a new episode dropped last night and I was a good girl and didn't watch it without you," Jess said suddenly, leaning forward again "Soooooo what if I come over and we can hang out?"

Rhea figured she shouldn't. After all, her plan included not having people around her too much, but it was impossible to say no to an excited Jess, and she had been patient already. More patient than usual anyway, "Alright, alright, fine, but only because you were good," she relented, patting Jess' head with an exasperated smile.

Later that evening, Rhea set out a couple of snacks and drinks for their little hangout. She was grateful that Jess had asked after all, it felt like ages since they got to do this, and it was a very welcome relaxer from her dream the night prior. Eventually, the doorbell rang and Rhea trotted over to answer to let Jess in. She had changed to a much more comfy attire, opting for her pajamas rather than anything particularly stylish. It seemed Jess either had the same idea, or had been working out beforehand since she was wearing sweatpants and a sports bra tank top. She also had a bag with her that she kept slung over her shoulder. Did she bring her own snacks or sports drink or something?

"Heya Rocks!" She greeted in her typically jubilant way and made her way inside. Despite her curiosity, Rhea failed to catch a glimpse of the bag or its contents.

"Hey, make yourself comfy," she greeted, though Jess was already flopping on the couch to do just that.

"Nice spread," Jess grinned, patting the couch beside her for Rhea to join in before snagging some of the snacks.

"Here I was, worried you'd brought your own," she teased, hoping to sate her curiosity about the bag. She shouldn't care, but something in her drew her to it, made it feel important.

Jess looked a bit sheepish, which was unlike her completely and made the hairs on the back of Rhea's neck rise. She watched her friend sigh, stand, and reach for her hands. Jess guided Rhea to sit beside her before addressing her in a somewhat serious tone, "Look, I know how you feel about your visions," she began, "And frankly, I dunno if they're real or not, that's never really mattered to me so long as you were safe 'n happy, y'know?"

Rhea nodded slowly, confused at where this was going. Her eyes drifted to the bag, but Jess squeezing her hand gently brought her gaze back up to her.

"Normally I'm down for whatever, but this time I think I know what it really is, and it'd be better if I pushed you to explore it rather than bottle it up," she continued, "The last thing I want is for you to get pent up and crash."

"Pent up...? What are you-"

"Rhea. Your dream wasn't a vision, it was desire. Y'know, one of those dreams." Jess interrupted, scooting forward to close the distance between them further.

Rhea was at a loss. What on earth was she saying? One of 'those' dreams? Her breathing started to quicken, as did her heartbeat, but Jess' calm, confident presence kept her grounded, for now.

"Think about it, Rocks," Jess said, "This isn't like your other dreams of something bad happening or a prediction..." she shifted her hands to clasp with Rhea's fingers and sat up, leaning over her slightly, "I looked up stuff about your dream and its totally a thing. You never answered me in the café," she added, her voice soft and heavy with breath.

"I-" Rhea's voice caught. She felt like a mouse in the claws of a powerful predator, but... somehow safe at the same time. Jess seemed to pick up on this. She was always able to read her like a book.

"It felt good, didn't it?" She whispered into Rhea's ear, sending butterflies fluttering all the way down her body. It was a similar sensation to her dream, but muted by her body's lack of taut sensitivity. All she could do was nod, her inhale catching in almost a gasp in response to her own shudder. Deftly, Jess pulled a hand free to gently touch Rhea's open mouth, a thumb lightly caressing her lips, "Stay just like that." She instructed firmly.

Rhea felt her body practically lock up with obedience as Jess pulled away to retrieve the bag. Sitting on her knees, mouth slightly open, her brain was utterly rattled by what was happening, though her body assured it that this was correct. She simply followed her own pleasure as a nozzle was slid into her mouth, closing her lips around it as Jess cooed at her and began to pump.

fssh fssh

Slowly at first, air was guided into her body by Jess' steady pumps, and Rhea gulped each puff down. It started out somewhat uncomfortable, like a bloated sensation, but that soon gave way to a groaning stretch as her belly began to distend. Faster now, the air was forced into her body faster than she could swallow it, and her cheeks puffed out comically. Her hands lightly stroked her own stomach, feeling it surge outwards with each subsequent pump. She could see Jess steadily pushing the handle down. Feel it pulse into her. See Jess glance at her with a distinct lust in her eyes. Did she enjoy this as much as Rhea was? Rhea's bosom drew her attention away as it too began to swell steadily, attempting to catch up to her now swollen belly. She looked like she'd swallowed a beach ball whole, but she knew she wasn't done. Jess did too, and the speed only increased. Pressure built up within Rhea's body as her backside and sides began to join in, just starting the process that would leave her fully rounded. That familiar Tightness was just barely beginning to tingle at the edges of Rhea's perception, and she let out a muffled moan of anticipation. Of course, this only spurred Jess on faster and faster, pumping Rhea up more and more. Already were her clothes riding up, stretched beyond their limits, and the first tears appearing brought a blush to her puffed cheeks, but relief in turn as her body surged outwards, unimpeded. Her arms and legs had begun to be devoured by her rounded form, trapped uselessly at her sides. Suddenly, she felt herself roll uncontrolled off the couch, letting out a startled squeak around the nozzle. Her body was caught by Jess, who handled her awkwardly large body with ease, and her touch sent shivers rippling throughout her air filled torso as she was set down, propped against the couch. This perspective gave her an idea of how large she'd gotten. Her five foot frame had always craned to look up at Jess, who towered over her by probably a foot. Now, they were practically eye to eye, and her breasts and rotund belly kept her at a fair distance too. Jess' cheeks were pink, and she gently rubbed at Rhea's ballooned body, biting her lip as she looked at her.

"So... how does it feel?" She asked.

"Mmmpph..." rhea's muffled reply conveyed her ecstasy, though a new feeling began to overtake her and she added. "Mmmrrr..."

"What was that, Rocks?"

"Mmmrr- mmmrrrrr!" She pleaded. She needed more, she wasn't tight enough, not large enough. Please just-

Her thoughts were cut off by Jess rolling her forwards and removing the nozzle. She pinched Rhea's lips shut to prevent the air from escaping, and began to blow into her like a proper balloon.

The feeling of Jess' lips on hers, and the warm, sweet breath that began to fill her even further sent Rhea over the edge. Her eyelids fluttered and her mind was fully lost to the sea of pleasure. Her arms sank further and further in as Jess demonstrated her impressive lung capacity. Even her head began to be overtaken by her ballooning body, leaving Jess to lean further in to continue. Round. Bigger. Tighter. These were as complex as Rhea's thoughts got until it was over. As Jess pulled away from the kiss, she yanked on Rhea's lips and tied a knot to keep the air inside. Rhea tried to flap her hands, but they were squeezed on all sides by her massive form. She let out a stark moan through her own tied lips as Jess slid her hand on her, feeling that same, pure sensation from her dream. She could hear her talking too, this time, much more clearly.

"You can stay like this as long as you like, as my Balloon," Jess promised, eliciting a contented 'mmmph' from Rhea.