[f, inflation, popping]

Sydney had been spending her evening playing with herself as she watched videos of girls blowing up and popping on her favorite website. Each new video was more exciting than the last and she was working herself up with each explosive ending. She didn’t know why watching hot girls inflating like balloons until they popped into scraps was such a turn on, but she didn’t question it. It was just her thing.

As she leaned back in her seat to enjoy the next video, something on the website caught her eye. There was a new thumbnail in the corner with a picture of two enormously blown up women posing seductively with a title that said “become a Blow Up Girl.”

In her wildest fantasies that would be perfect! She’d always imagined what it must be like to blow up and inflate like all the girls she watched burst online. They always sounded like they were having the most intense orgasm ever right before exploding into shreds. How wonderful it must be!

Sydney found that she was hovering her mouse over the button. Something inside her wanted to know more! Was there some way to contact the website and offer yourself as a new candidate? Did the button take you to a link where you could submit your own video of yourself inflating? Should she see what the button did?

She hesitated for only a second before her curiosity finally got the better of her. She clicked the link.

Nothing happened.

Disappointed, Sydney was preparing to going back to watch more videos when she felt a strange tingling sensation in her chest. It felt like a million tiny fingers tickling her skin from the inside. Looking down she saw her chest was noticeably larger than before, and still growing.

Sydney squealed with delight! It was coming true! She was going to become a Blow Up Girl! She quickly turned on her computer’s camera and leaned back to enjoy the magical transformation spreading through her body.

Her chest was super sensitive now. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she felt the fabric of her shirt rubbing against her swollen and engorged nipples. The pressure in her chest from her shirt tightening around her growing breasts was amazing! She wanted to rip her shirt off, but at the same time it felt so good she wanted to leave it on until it ripped naturally. She opened her mouth to moan and let her tongue hang out as the pleasure rose inside her.

Using her fingers she began fondling her nipples as her breasts swelled up like balloons under her shirt. She rolled her head around as the orgasmic pleasure increased in her nethers. There was the sound of ripping fabric, and she felt her breasts straining against her shirt. She let a finger slip between her legs and moaned intensely as her breasts struggled to break free of their containment.

Then suddenly there was a loud SNAP! and her shirt exploded off her, letting her enormous breasts balloon outward with great speed and force. She came on the spot and let out a guttural orgasmic moan that lasted nearly a minute. But her breasts weren’t done growing yet.

After coming to her senses for a moment Sydney realized what a predicament she was in. All of the Blow Up Girls she normally masterbated to had one thing in common. They all popped! For a split second after coming she had a twinge of fear that she was going to pop too! But that fear quickly subsided as she felt a second orgasm begin to rise within her.

Despite coming she couldn’t help but begin to play with herself again. Her breasts hadn’t stopped growing and they were still expanding at a rapid rate. She couldn’t even see her computer anymore because they had grown so large. She noticed how shiny and taut they were becoming. As she fondled her chest she was shocked to realize they were remarkably hard. The pressure inside them was so great that she couldn’t even squish her fingers into them anymore. They felt almost solid, despite obviously being filled with a type of air or gas. Like the skin of drums. In fact, just rapping her fingers across them let out a hollow drum like sound that drove her wild!

Then she heard the unmistakable sounds of rubber stretching and creaking. She was so full that she was going to explode! Her mind raced through a thousand thoughts. Some terrifying, some desirable, some manic and wild with pleasure. It was sensory overload of the greatest kind and she revealed in how excited she was. Her masterbating quickened and she began to let out a scream that turned into a long moan of pleasure. The creaking grew louder and louder. This was it! In a few seconds she would no longer exist as anything more than a pile of scraps on her chair! But it didn’t matter. She wanted it so badly! She needed to pop! She had to! It was the only way to release this orgasmic tension that had built inside her. Her breasts quaked and rattled, the air inside them trying desperately to escape.

Then suddenly her eyes went wide with realization! She screamed once more in pleasure! Then with a thunderous KABOOM! Sydney exploded into a powerful ball of confetti that rained down over her computer as the echos of her explosion filled the air.

A few seconds later a new video appeared on the website titled “Sydney bursts herself.”