[inflation, multiple, popping]

It started one Saturday. Around 6pm, just as the summer night was beginning to turn dark, a row of drones entered the city park.

The drones were loud and hummed with a rhythmic beat to them, piquing the curiosity of onlookers. People came out into the streets to watch the impromptu drone show, bobbing their heads with the beat and enjoying the spectacle as the drones positioned themselves to make various shapes and colored patterns in the sky.

Then, suddenly, the drones stopped and hovered in place. Most people took this to mean that the show was over and began heading back. But then the drones all turned on a bright beam of light that shown down from the sky into hundreds of isolated spotlights. It looked like a swarm of tiny UFO’s as the drone swarm began to move towards the crowd.

The drones descended slowly at first, and no one really paid much mine to them until one beam of light hit an athletic young woman square in the chest. The crowd watched as the woman’s breasts began to swell up with a comical FWOOMP sound effect as the drone and the beam continued past her, taking no heed to her plight. As the beam left her chest the woman let out an orgasmic moan, cupping her now beachball sized tits lovingly.

This seemed to set off a frenzy in the crowd. People were rushing into the beams of lights, pushing others out of the way, while other still were pushing more people into them. Every time a beam of light from a drone hit a person’s body part, it inflated like a balloon.

Soon the crowd was awash in moans of pleasure and orgasmic delight as people were being randomly inflated piece by piece. One woman’s arm bloated up like a sausage, another had her head swell up into a sphere, another had her butt balloon into two enormous orbs. Bit by bit the crowd was being inflated by these mysterious drones.

Then the drones stopped their progress yet again. The beams of light turned off and they shuffled in the air to form a square grid pattern over the expectant crowd. The people looked up with their cartoonishly disproportionate body parts wondering what would happen next.

And that’s when the drones entered into a rave mode. Lights from the drones hovering above the crowd turned on and off at random, hitting people unexpectedly and causing them to balloon up more and more. The crowd cheered and every tried their hardest to get hit by as many beams as possible.

Which started to become difficult to do as the crowd began to lift off from the ground. Whatever their body parts were inflating with it was lighter than air. The moans and gasps from the crowd as they slowly began drifting towards the heavens got louder and louder.

The drones then stopped and re-positioned themselves again. This time creating a huge circle around the rising balloony crowd. Everyone who was lifting up into the air awaited with bated breath for what would happen next. It’s not like any of them could really do anything now anyway, as most of them were just enormously round spheres at this point.

And that’s when all of the drones turned upside down and shone their beams of light at once lighting up the entire crowd. The moans turned into orgasmic screams from the balloony crowd as they rapidly inflated faster than ever. And then suddenly they began to explode in a shower of light and confetti.

One by one the people in the beams grew so big they just exploded in screams of ecstasy. BANG! BANG! BANG BANG BANG!!! Torrents of confetti dropped down from the sky, along with some rubbery scraps and torn clothing and underwear.

After the last balloon exploded, the drones turned off their beams. They positioned themselves in the sky to spell out the words “thank you” and “pop palace.” Then they drifted off to wherever they came from.

Needless to say, anyone who had caught the show but hadn’t been caught IN the show were suitably aroused. And everyone speculated on when another drone show would make its appearance in the city again.

A week later, on the next Saturday, the drones came back. This time the crowd was even bigger. People brought their dates to the show. Some brought their partners. There was a sexy game of hide and seek with the lights as they initially descended into the crowd, which was quickly rendered moot by the rave mode display that managed to hit everyone who has escaped the beams so far. Lots of women came to intentionally inflate their breasts and butts, though soon the pleasure took over and they ended up blowing up in the end.

It was a fun time for all involved right up until the final BURST of the night. Then the drones left and returned the following Saturday, and it quickly became apparent this was just going to be a regular thing from now on.

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Janice had watched the light show from a the roof of her apartment every Saturday for a month. It was her favorite pastime and she often masterbated at the sight of all those people blowing up like balloons only to pop in the air like little human fireworks.

Finally she decided she needed to join in the fun and the following Saturday she was ready. She was in a crowd of about 200 other women when the drones returned. As their lights turned on she made a bee-line for the nearest one.

She bumped into a few girls, pushing them into beams of light and blowing them up unexpectedly as she dashed to the light in front of her. She arched her back as she slid underneath a drone and the beam of light hit her breasts.

She knew it would feel good, but she was not prepared for HOW good it felt and she let out a deep guttural moan that surprised even herself. Her breasts quickly inflated like two enormous weather balloons and ripped her tank top apart in mere seconds. But for some reason they didn’t stop.

The drone had taken a fancy to her, and kept the beam focused squarely on her chest. She was racked with pleasure, and her mind struggled to keep up with the intense sensation as her breasts continued to grow bigger and bigger and bigger.

Janice could hear her breasts creaking and groaning and she knew that she was close to climaxing. She bit her lip as the intense pleasure cleared her mind of all concerns or thoughts. She drifted up into the air as her breasts towered above her, the shadows of which hid several women from getting hit by beams. Then she felt a rising pressure. It grew and grew, but her breasts did not. It pushed from inside her chest and she let out a final scream of delight as she BURST into a thousand shards of pink rubbery scraps and clothing.

The women hiding under her shadow immediately got hit by the beam that has been inflating her and quickly joined her as scraps

In the wind as they rapidly inflated and burst one by one.

Somewhere a mile away a drone operator came.