You've just woken up feeling very strange from a strange dream. You were at a carnival on your own, the place deserted and a little bit run down. The attractions also were empty of people and so you'd gone through everything that didn't require an operator; the haunted house; you walked through the tunnel of love; the giant slide; you rang the bell with the hammer; you even went to the hall of mirrors and had a little bit of fun admiring your various reflections whether it made you curvier or just all out rounder. But here's the strange part, you went to the balloon vendor's stand and blew up a few dozen balloons all around the same size and they started tying themselves to you making you start to float a little bit. There was an extra large green balloon that was suddenly coming towards you, it wasn't tied off yet miraculously maintaining it's shape. The stem angled itself and drifted to your mouth and helium poured right into you.
That was when you woke up feeling impossibly cold despite being tucked up in bed and in your pajamas. You'd woken up ridiculously early at 03:47, realising that put you in a little bit of a grump. You feel like you're bigger than your body should be all over and like everything is tight. You get up and flip the light switch and something in the mirror bothers you, a particular shine to your skin that doesn't look natural. You think maybe it's just your imagination and you should either get a hot drink to warm up or go back to bed. That's when you hear it. The hissing. Like someone left a helium tank running. The question is where is it coming from, it sounds like it's all around you or maybe from within you. You start to feel full and bloated, are you sick? You head to the bathroom to the medicine cabinet and open it and rummaging for the basics and maybe a sleeping tablet. Closing the cabinet door something really looks off, your breasts are they bigger your pyjama top's buttons look to be straining? Touching them reveals yes they are and they feel odd rubbery and really firm and a light squeeze starts to send an electric thrill. Now that you've noticed they're still growing... wait... no inflating- like balloons you can feel them stretching. It's not the only area as you notice other buttons lower down across your stomach pulling the fabric tight and your pyjama leggings are stretching around your ass and hips. You're blowing up.
What are you supposed to do? You can't just call emergency services and say you're blowing up like a balloon they'd laugh and honestly you're feeling embarrassed and also even more honestly you don't feel bad the longer this goes on actually it's kind of good, maybe this can go away. As a stream of thoughts runs through you when you start to look early stages pregnant and still filling you have an idea. There is that one guy you know, he has a fetish for this sort of thing. Maybe he has an answer! Maybe he's the cause! You're going to text or call him and make him get his ass over here and fix you... or maybe something a little bit more frivolous as this is starting to feel too good to keep to yourself.
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I have a fantasy for a woman to be inflating like a balloon. Well more specifically their breasts, bellies and butts (also thighs) to become rubbery and start to fill and swell with helium (could also be individuals of the above options), squeaking with every movement and a sibilant hiss from within them. The cause... could be almost anything as it's a fantasy, commonly it has been caused by inhaling helium from a balloon (hence the floating and higher pitched voices). It's an odd fantasy but light hearted but also devilishly playful when someone knows what to do with it. For them to be asked questions and responding as if it were actually happening to them with each question. For someone else to know and then to tease that it is happening to them right then and there calling themselves 'balloon' and 'blimp' and complaining of being 'bloated', 'does this make my \_\_\_\_\_ look bigger?', 'I'm about to burst out of my \_\_\_\_\_' which then of course leads to them actually bursting free of most clothing. Although equally for them to not know and to at first be a bit scared but then turned on by the pressure and exaggeration of their inflated parts, for them to either be empowered by their inflation or to be made entirely helpless. Maybe they even become a bit of an air-headed bimbo.
So Ideally I'm looking to either roleplay this scenario but also to just chat and do Q&A with you about the "If it were happening to you," or maybe even rp it happening to you as we talk ;) Do you fancy being a flirty balloon gal for a while ;)
I prefer messages to chat if you decide to respond :)