[inflation, deflation, blueberry, popping, f/f, multiple]
I had driven to the city with my three friends Kimberly, Tiffany, and Yuki to see the Pop Palace Parade. Kimberly said that we definitely shouldn’t miss this after she read about the exploits of the last parade they had. I was a bit more pessimistic than she was but I agreed to drive us all there that Sunday.
Several blocks of the city had been sectioned off to allow the parade through, while on the sidewalks on either side a growing crowd of women gathered to watch. It was actually a little difficult pushing our way through, but somehow all four of us managed to get into the front row. A completely unobstructed view of the festivities.
We had arrive just in time for the parade to start. As the music grew louder we could see a very well endowed woman in a tight cheerleading uniform twirling a baton. With every step she took her breasts jiggled and threatened to burst out of her small but tight top. Tied to a string that was attached to her waist were two enormous round inflated naked women. Their bodies completely spherical except for their heads, hands, and feet that protruded from their balloony bodies. They were moaning in synch with the cheerleaders stepping and loud rubbery squeaks could be heard coming from them. The cheerleader stopped and tossed the baton high into the air and it landed on one of the balloon women. With an orgasmic cry she exploded with a BANG! into a torrent of confetti that marked the beginning of the festivities. The cheerleader continued on, jiggling chest and all, towing the remaining balloon girl until further down the street she stopped and performed the same trick again. The other girl burst and confetti littered the road as the parade continued.
I should’ve been alarmed at watching two women be burst into confetti like that, but something about seeing their expressions wrapped in so much pleasure before being popped was quite alluring.
Around the corner came two enormous inflated breasts. They were about the size of a hot air balloon and they were pointed sky high. Dangling attached below them was a woman whose legs kicked and wiggled in place. I couldn’t see her face because it was covered by her titanic sized tits, but from the moaning I figured she was enjoying it.
Her breasts were covered with a fishnet that was keeping them from flying away and was being guided by about a dozen women on the ground. All of them were equally well endowed and clearly inflated in some way. I wondered how they even had enough weight to prevent the poor girl from lifting them all off into the sky!
The leader of this huge hot air girl was a woman wearing a skimpy tuxedo and top hat. She walked confidently in front of her squad of balloon handlers and waved to the crowd. That’s when things became a bit more interactive.
The top hat leader held out a 1950’s style toy ray gun and began firing it at random women in the crowd. With a comical ZAP! the women she hit would begin inflating and rising up into the sky. One by one women were being pulled upwards by their inflating breasts. Their moans turned to groans and then to orgasmic cries of pleasure before one by one BANG! they would pop over the audience. Flesh colored rubbery confetti drifted down and blanketed the crowd who cheered and jumped with excitement.
Realizing we were in danger I tried to pull my friends away from the front. But i wasn’t successful and Tiffany got zapped by the woman. I watched her face contort from fear into pleasure as her breasts swelled up under her shirt and ripped it apart. I tried to hold her down but the force inside her breasts pulling her up was too great and she slipped out of my fingers. I watched in awe as my friend drifted up into the sky and then spontaneously exploded into confetti that showered us all. Kimberly and Yuki clapped their hands at the show and jumped up and down excitedly. I apparently wasn’t alone in feeling turned on by watching my friend from childhood burst like a balloon in front of me.
The top hat girl kept on moving down the road, so for now we were safe once again. She continued to zap unsuspecting women in the audience and a layer of confetti was starting to pile up quite thick on the ground.
The next attraction was a row of inflated clown women. They had white painted faces with big red noses and bright curly hair wearing surprisingly tight fitting rubbery striped clothes. I suppose at one point those clothes were meant to be baggy, but after being blown up so big and round like they were they quickly must’ve filled them out. As the clowns walked down the road squeaking their huge rubber shoes, I noticed that they were all carrying a box in front of them filled to the brim with darts. It didn’t take long to find out what those darts did. The clowns began tossing the darts at women in the audience. When a woman got hit with one there was a POP! and then the woman would get launched into the air like a wild deflating balloon with a comical “ffffthhhhhpppppppp” sound. It was a hilariously undignified way to be deflated into an empty rubber husk.
This time Kimberly got hit and I saw her let out a pleasant high pitched squeal of delight as her body rocketed into the sky as air gushed out of her body. “Ffffffthhhhhpppphhhgtthhhh” she went wildly zipping through the air erraticly. It was both a little terrifying to see my friend like that, but also exhilarating. Plus, I don’t think she minded it one bit. As she flew through the air I heard her letting out moans of pleasure more than once before she, like many other girls that had been hit by darts, unceremoniously flopped onto the street as empty rubbery husks of themselves. A clown pushing a waste bin came along behind the others and scooped the deflated women up. I watched as my friend Kimberly‘s deflated body was scooped up and dumped into a bin filled with other deflated women.
The next attraction was an enormous blueberry girl being rolled along the street by huge inflated women dressed as Oompa Loompas. The blueberry woman’s body was absolutely enormous and almost covered the entire street from side to side. Despite her size, the Loompa women didn’t seem to have trouble rolling her down the street. The blueberry woman was enjoying herself immensely, letting out moans of pleasure as the juice inside her sloshed around. The Loompa women stopped and then climbed up on top of the blueberry woman. The crowd waited in anticipation, wondering what new fate was about to befall us.
The Loompa women began jumping up and down, and as they did the poor blueberry girl started gushing blueberry juice out of her breasts and pussy. The juice spurt out far into the crowd and any girl who was unlucky (or lucky depending on your view) to get drenched in it started to turn blue themselves and bloat up into mini blueberries themselves. I say mini because while they were all blowing up huge around us by comparison to the large blueberry in the street they were still relatively small.
Yuki was hit with a splash and within seconds I saw her face start to turn blue and her skin begin to plump up. She whined a bit as her once trim body began to bloat up huge and round, but her whimpering turned to moaning as the pleasure took over. She began to swell up so large and round that I was worried she might pop over me and I would join her. But the Loompa women were quick and got into the crowd to roll away infected women. I watched as Yuki was rolled away down the street, still whining and moaning as her body grew larger and larger. When she was about a block away from me I heard a bunch of the blueberry girls cry out in pleasure and then KA-SPLAT! they all burst into a torrent of juice that infected the next batch of berries from the crowd. I could see the back of Yuki’s head as she let out an orgasmic scream of pleasure before she exploded into a wave of blueberry juice. At least 20 other berries began blowing up as a result of just her explosion alone.
Now the audience was beginning to thin out. Between being blown into balloons and popped, deflated, and turned into exploding berries, there weren’t as many people left in the audience. My three friends were gone, but for some reason I stayed. I don’t know why, but there was a tingling horny sensation growing inside me and I just couldn’t wait to see what happened to girls next. Maybe even to me! Would I be unceremoniously burst into scraps? Blown into a berry? Deflated into a husk? Who knew!
The last attraction was another enormously inflated hot air balloon girl. Only instead of it just being her breasts, it was her whole body. Her breasts, belly, butt, arms, and legs were all puffed up to the breaking point. Her dark shiny skin glistened in the sun. You could barely see her face it was so squished between her bloated appendages, but it was there writhing in pleasure.
The top hatted women were back, tugging on the string and walking this new parade balloon down the street. I noticed that all of them had little masks on covering their noses. That seemed odd until I looked up. Gushing out of the inflated woman’s breasts was some kind of pink gas or smoke. It was slowly drifting down onto the remaining crowd on the sidelines. The top hat woman was waiving goodbye to us. As I heard the sound of distant explosions, I mused about how fitting that was.
The pink gas descended down upon us and I felt a warm pleasant sensation flow over my skin as it did so. I looked down the street behind me and saw women were inflating one by one. Some had enormous breasts, others were completely round, other has huge bellies. But one thing they all had in common was that they exploded into confetti with a BANG!
As I watched the women behind be blowing up, I felt my skin stretch and my breasts swell under my shirt. I didn’t care about that though, because I was just too horny to think about my situation. Watching all the women around me blowing up and crying out in pleasure was just too much. I slipped my plumping fingers between my bloating legs and tried desperately to play with myself. I didn’t even realize that I wasn’t even touching the ground anymore. I was in the most intense bliss i had ever been in and I closed my eyes as I felt a growing pressure building up inside me. I was about to cum and my mind was swirling with pleasure. I let out a moan that grew into a scream of orgasmic delight before suddenly KABOOM! I exploded into a shower of flesh colored confetti. My rubbery scraps mingled with the hundreds of other popped women who had attended the parade.