CW: Female Fullbody Inflation, Safe Popping


Lauren and Allison are owned by Browser124!


The back changing room was alive. Men and women of all shapes and sizes danced around getting themselves ready for whatever work needed to be done.


One such person was currently donning her “special” work uniform. Unlike the normal work button-up, she wore a bright red bunny girl costume. 


Not a favorite of hers, as it’s a bit too revealing. Especially since it emphasized her skinny height and flat chest. At least her red hair got to stay in the ponytail she loved. 


But she couldn’t complain that much. People pay good money for this, and Lauren gets to pocket at least 65% of the money at the end of the job.


As she finished adjusting the bunny hood, she turned her head back to find an open coworker. After a bit, her eyes landed on Leah. The tall blonde woman was currently gathering the supplies to staple up fliers.


“Hey Leah, can you make sure the corset I have on is tight enough?”


The woman looked over from her desk. Her heavy eyelids showed she wasn’t amused, but with a sigh, she got up and went to help Lauren with what she needed.


“You know. I’ve never gotten why you like being someone’s balloon toy. I find it a lot more fun to be the one with the pump~” Lauren rolled her eyes, saying “Just like with Tammy? I think we are still finding her scraps in new pla- Ah AH!”


With her teasing, Leah pulled the corset strings far too tight. But after a second, she let up and put them to a more appropriate width. After standing back, Leah gave a thumbs-up and left.


With everything in order, Lauren stepped back from the mirror. She had an important client. One that paid the big bucks, to be able to do whatever she wanted for a whole 2 days.


Well, mostly. There were a few limits that Lauren had. But the client accepted them already. So barring those, the client had the right to make Lauren do what she wanted.


Getting a thumbs up from the rest of her staff, Lauren quickly made her way to the private room. Speedier than normal, since she still wasn’t super comfortable being stared at in this uniform.


After checking the wall to confirm where she needed to go, she stopped in front of the backroom. There was a routine she needed to play first, and it was always the most awkward part of this.


With the line practiced, she snuck her way into the room. It was quite dark, so she couldn’t see whoever ordered her. Although that was irrelevant, she needed to start the routine.


After closing the door behind her, Lauren started the routine. With a shaky voice trying to be sultry, Lauren began the business’ prepared script.


“Why hello there~ I-I am quite honored to have you pay for my time~ So just tell me, what should we do fir-”


Click!


Cutting off her speech was the sudden flash of a phone camera. In the dark room, it might as well have been a military flashbang. And it left Lauren reeling.


As her eyes cleared the sunspots that the camera flash gave her, an all-too-familiar shrill voice. “Oh, I am sure the rest of the student council will love to see this.”


As she recovered, Lauren suddenly shouted out “ALLISON!? You are the one who hired me for two days!?” And when her eyes cleared, her expectations were confirmed.


Seated in the client's seat was her college rival Allison. She was still wearing her normal attire, a clean off-blue button-down and black skirt that was a symbol of her formality.


Her hair flowed down her back, its familiar shade of deep black. She even wore the small blue beret that she was never without. Sat on the arm of the chair was a large black jacket, probably to hide her.


As she scrolled through her phone, Allison began to finally say something to Lauren. “You know, I almost didn’t believe it when Avery told me you worked here.”


As Lauren sighed, Allison continued. “I always knew you were a ‘C’s get degrees’ kind of girl. But I think I might need to change that. Maybe something like.. ‘Lauren’s a balloon pervert, guarantees.’”


As Allison debated with herself over whether that worked or not, Lauren finally asked. “S-So, what do you want? I didn’t think you’d want me to inflate myself for you.”


Allison looked over, a bit of an amused look on her face. “Not at all! I thought this would be the perfect opportunity for you to earn yourself some credit hours.”


Lauren stood a bit dumbfounded, so Allison explained. “The college’s job fair is next week. And I need more hands to help finish all the preparations.”


Lauren thought for a second, trying to wrap her head around the demand. Which Allison helpfully cleared up. “I’m going to put you to work. Whatever I want and need you to do to get the job fair running.”


Lauren was almost at a loss for words. “Can… Can you do that? I don’t know if that is allowed in the contract…” Almost instantly, Allison tossed down the contract that she signed.


“It says right there. Under the ‘Allowances and Limits’ section. It says, and I quote:


Upon confirmation of the payment, the customer is granted the ability to perform various actions (within the limits listed below) with the designated Balloon/Half-Balloon employee.


Those actions include:
Inflating them until detonation
Performing tasks that the customer decides
Providing entertainment for the customer


The customer, however, is limited in certain actions. Violations of these limits are cause not only for the immediate termination of the contract and banning from the property but also possible litigation.


Limitations include:
Non-consensual touching and non-consensual lewd acts
Attempts to interfere with reformation post-detonation
Attempting to force the employee into illegal actions”


Lauren didn’t need to read the contract. Management had drilled it into her head dozens of times after she took this job. Yet there was something that she noticed was odd, and had to press on it.


“How… did you know that by heart? I mean, everyone who works here has to spend hours studying and memorizing the terms of service. And you know, I only got told of this job an hour ago..”


Almost at an instant, Allison’s face was beet red. “That is not in the slightest what happened!” She quickly scooped up the contract and did her best to explain herself. 


“Unlike you inflation perverts, I don’t frequent this place. I merely studied the contract, to ensure that my plan to put your underperforming self to work would be allowed.”


Lauren didn’t even need to say anything to make clear that she was unimpressed. Despite that, the money was paid and the contract was clear.


So instead of needless questions, Lauren ripped the band-aid off. “Well, what is your first order then? And can it be changing out of this suit?”


Allison pretended to think about it, before saying “Yes. I think that’ll be a good start. Get yourself out of that degenerate costume, and meet me at the 124 Plaza.”


With that, Allison put on her jacket and hurried out of the room. Before Lauren could say anything, Allison was long gone. So without anything else to do, she headed to the employee locker room to change.


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The bus trip to the campus was weird. Not in the sense that something weird happened on the bus itself. But in the sense that Lauren had this weird feeling over the entire voyage.


She was almost relieved that she could get the money from this type of work without losing a day or two being put back together. That is if everything went to plan.


But something nagged at the back of her head. She couldn’t shake the feeling that it wouldn’t be that easy, despite all the effort she knew  Allison would take.


But when her stop finally arrived, Lauren let the feeling fade alongside the bus on the horizon. With her college looming over her, Lauren quickly made her way to the plaza Allison specified.


Not a difficult task. What was difficult was finding Allison among the clusters of workers. Especially since she didn’t have Allison’s number, and wasn’t told where in the plaza to meet.


After a bit of wandering, Lauren spotted Allison’s beret in the crowd. So not wanting to violate the contract, she wormed her way into the small group.


Allison was currently telling the student council members where they are needed. When she spotted Lauren, she quickly sped along the rest and turned to her.


“Well, it looks like you have been on time for class for once in your life. So are we ready to get started?” As Lauren went to say something, Allison cut her off.


“And no. Under my orders, you are not to inflate yourself! If you even think of going near an air tank, I’ll report you for breach of contract! Am I clear?”


Lauren nodded her head, rolling her eyes when Allison wasn’t looking. Then she waited a bit for Allison’s shrill voice to cut back into the white noise of the event prep.


“Alright! Your first job is to help Marigold. She’s currently working to set up the stage. She will guide you on what to do. And has been told not to let you partake in your depravity.”


With that, Allison turned away and left Lauren standing alone. She moved far faster than she expected, which is why it took a few seconds to realize that she needed to move.


Realizing she was alone, Lauren started the walk. She needed to keep her eyes out for anything that could inflate her, but at least the natural air was nice.


When she finally entered the auditorium, she spotted the people on the stage. They were currently putting up numerous balloons and other decorations.


Lauren slowly approached the stage, trying to figure out who Marigold was. She also had to walk carefully to avoid the cluster of air tanks and pumps that the workers had.


As she started to realize she was getting nowhere, a voice from behind startled her. The voice was gentle but excited. “Oh, you are that Lauren!”


Lauren spun on the spot, finding who she guessed was Marigold. As Marigold was engrossed in something, Lauren felt she could take a second to see who she was working with.


Marigold stood about a foot shorter than her and was about as skinny. She was wearing a bright pink baggy sweater, which helped accent her deep black skin and golden box brains.


The only other thing to note was that she had a pair of wide-circle glasses. And that despite how colorful her hair and attire were, she stood as if she didn’t want people to focus on her.


When Lauren held her arm out, Marigold happily took it. “Allison told me that I was working with a woman named Lauren, but she didn’t tell me it was you! I am such a big fan!”


That quick admission shocked Lauren, and she blushed as she stammered out an answer. “O-Oh! It’s so nice to meet you! Heh, I never expected I would have a fan on this campus.”


Marigold blushed and shrunk into herself a bit, saying back “Honestly? You and Zoe make it exciting to be on campus. So I have to thank you for that!”


Figuring out what Marigold meant, Lauren stammered out “O-Oh. Hehe, you are welcome.” After looking back to the stage, Lauren asked “So… what do you need me to do?”


Marigold stood back a bit and composed herself. She pointed to one of the people on stage, saying “Y-Yes! All I need for you to do is help Caleb hand up the banner. Got that?”


Lauren nodded, sparing no time in getting to work. The task was simple, just attach the banner to one of the pillars. Then she just had to wait for whatever order Marigold had next.


After completing the task, Lauren gently walked down the ladder. She didn’t see Marigold anywhere, so she shouted out “Alright! What’s the next thing you ne-”


Before she could continue, Lauren suddenly had the end of an air hose shoved into her mouth. Before she could process or pull it out, a cold blast of air shot from the hose into her.


Her belly pushed out an inch, leaving a small bump. As she heard the hissing of another pump, Lauren tried to find who exactly was inflating her.


After spinning around, she saw that her mystery inflator was Marigold. While Lauren hung up the banner, she seemingly had asked everyone else to leave.


When her belly bumped out another inch, she looked at Marigold with a confused expression. And after being met with a few pumps, Marigold explained what she was doing.


“Sorry Lauren. But when I learned it was the campus bombshell that I worked with, I couldn’t help myself. But I’ll make sure it’ll be a real blast for you~”


Realizing that Allison probably would be on her for this, Lauren tried to pull the hose out of her mouth. But the flowing air created a bit of a pressure lock.


After her belly passed the 1-foot mark, Marigold closed the distance between them. Her hand wasted no time, gently resting on the bubble that sat on Lauren’s waist.


“Fuuuuck, I’ve been dreaming of this~ Just myself and you, able to pump you up until I feel you explode~ Only wish I had the guts to do this before~”


To punctuate her desires, she hit the pump multiple times. After Lauren’s stomach hit the 2-foot mark, she pulled back to admire her work.


She took a deep breath, getting ready to vent more of her desires to Lauren. But before she could, Allison’s shrill voice cut through the auditorium.


“WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU TWO DOING!?” Both the women froze, turning their heads to look at the main door. There, they spotted a furious Allison.


While both the women were frozen in shock, Allison got to work. She dashed to the stage and swiped the pump from Marigold, tossing it away while the hose popped free from Lauren’s mouth.


She then stood face-to-face with Marigold, shouting “I told you that this was explicitly banned! So you can forget receiving any further credit for this!”


She then stepped back, finishing “Now feel free to depart, I’ll meet you at the student council office after I finish here.” With her signature cold stare, she watched as Marigold left the auditorium.


She then whipped around and stared at Lauren. “And you! You have just a moment to explain why you went against the conditions I established!”


When Lauren collected herself, she stammered out “S-S-Sorry! I swear, she just did that herself! I wanted to ask her to stop! But the hose was in my mouth, and a lot was happening, and sh-”


Allison held up one hand to a stop motion, the other pinching the bridge of her nose. “Fine. I’ll accept that for now. But you are skating on the thinnest of ice.”


With that, she turned to leave. This left Lauren to ask “S-So… what do I do now? More of this, or should I go somewhere else?” As she got to the doors, Allison answered the question.


“Go… assist in the main square, away from the catalysts of your ridiculous indecency. Find the stand for the embedded tutors. Should be run by Erika, if I am correct.”


With that, she left the auditorium. The rest of the people stood awkwardly for a moment before they got back to the work that was assigned to them.


So with nothing left for her here, Lauren followed Allison in leaving the auditorium. And while doing so, she checked over the “damage” that Marigold had left.


As said, her belly was probably around 2 feet in diameter. Nothing too much, but enough that her chest and rear had gained an inch to match her progress.


Thankfully, it wasn’t enough to interfere with her motions. But it did make her stand out a bit more than she would. Especially if someone else with Marigold’s… mentality were to notice.
 
Not wanting to screw this up, Lauren wasted no time. She went to the main gathering of booths, scanning them for the one that she was ordered to go to.


After some aimless wandering, she managed to find her goal. In her defense, for how important Allison made it sound it had one of the smallest and quietest designs of all the booths.


Pretending she looked normal, she approached the booth and said “Hello! Allison… asked me to help here. So just let me know and I’ll get to work!”


The three people at the booth looked around at each other before the one that Lauren assumed was Erika said “Well… we don’t have much to do. But…”


She bent over, digging through the mess below the counter. After a few minutes, she had a stack of papers in her hands. “Take these flyers and hand them to people who pass by.”


Lauren took the stack and took a look through them. All of them were flyers, seemingly saying where to find various stalls throughout the job fair.


“Just stand at the entrance to the college and offer them to anyone who passes by. And if they refuse, just let them go. The last guy made a whole deal of it…”


Without missing a beat, Lauren nodded her head. “Will do!” But as she turned to find her spot, a question formed in her head. “When I run out, what do I do?”


The people at the desk looked at each other before Erika spoke up. “Come back here? And if we have more to give you we’ll repeat the process?”


Lauren did a bit of a salute before turning around yet again. With a short walk, Lauren found herself at the entrance. It was a bit dead right now, but she guessed that it would pick up over the hour.


So waiting for more, she got to work. To her surprise, she found it was easier than she expected to get people’s attention. Which she could only guess was due to her current size.


When she handed out the final flyer, she stretched as best as she could. It wasn’t that hard, but she had been on her feet for a good two hours now.


As she went to go back to the main entrance, she felt a small pinch hit the square of her back. Whipping her head around, she spotted a small dart on the square of her back.


Quickly plucking the dart off, she saw a small logo reading “Vault of Desires”. Tossing it away, she looked around the area to find who shot the dart.


Her search was answered by another dart hitting her back again. This allowed her to spin around and face the mysterious shooter, her roommate Zoe.


Despite what Lauren remembered seeing earlier, Zoe had seemingly changed into what was her normal outfit. Black coat sitting over her white tucked-in button-up, blue jeans at her waist going into brown cowboy boots, and her purple bob covering her eyes.


She twirled the dart gun in her hand like a revolver before she stashed it back into its holster. She then walked toward Lauren, saying “Well, looks like you’ve had some fun~”


While she walked, the first dart’s effects took place. Slowly, Lauren’s body began to sound with a low hiss. Looking down, Lauren saw that the dart began to fill her even more.


As she went to ask how big this was going to make her, Zoe suddenly grabbed the balloon belly on Lauren. Ignoring the shudder and moans, Zoe started casually talking to her roommate.


“Was wondering why you weren’t at work. Didn’t expect to find you here. Or already filled this much~”


Zoe continued to grope Lauren’s belly, preventing Lauren from explaining what was going on. All the while, she slowly gained inches to her waist.


As the swelling began to slow, Zoe went to reach for the gun yet again. But before she could fire it the situation was cut off again by Allison’s shrill voice.


She was angrily marching towards the pair, shouting at the top of her lungs “HOW IN THE WORLD ARE Y-” Before she could finish her question, she found Zoe.


Her expression dropped, showing that she was not impressed with finding Zoe. “Oh, it’s you. Ms… Woodrow, correct?” Zoe’s hand went away from the dart gun as she turned.


“Correct. Don’t mind me. Lauren was looking a bit deflated, and now I can see why.” With that, she attempted to turn back to having fun with Lauren.


As her hand went back to the dart gun, Allison grabbed her by the wrist. “Forgive the brutish grasp, but Lauren is under contract. Should you keep filling her, I’ll be forced to withhold the pay she is owed.”


Zoe’s head tilled with an unamused aura, and she looked to Lauren. Her roommate was currently attempting to keep her balance but was able to nod her head in confirmation.


Turning back to Allison, Zoe considered what to do next. But quickly, she realized the only thing she could do. “Well, this is lame. See you back home.”


With that, she spun on her heel and left. When she was out of sight, Allison turned back to Lauren. Any patience she had left was gone, and all she had was a held-back fury.


“I will never understand how you end up in deviant situations.” Before she continued, she plucked the dart out of Lauren’s backside. “Nor can I comprehend how you are physically unable to ask for it to stop.”


After a minute, the swelling effects of the two darts finally faded. So able to stand, Lauren tried to explain “It’s… difficult. Once the air or whatever rushes into you, it's hard to think.”


Allison cocked an eyebrow, flicking the dart into the trash. “I’ll… take you at your word. But regardless, now I have to think of something for your inflated self to do.”


As Allison considered the options, Lauren inspected the damages. The darts had certainly been effective, doubling her size from what Marigold had done to her.


Were it not for the lack of age on her skin, she could be mistaken for a woman twice her age. Her chest was bigger than her head, and she had hips to match.


Her body was proportioned just the same, and even her limbs had begun to take on air to lessen her body’s burden. Which all combined to make her a few inches taller than normal.


Everything combined to leave her in a more cartoonish state than normal. And while she didn’t fully mind, it still felt a bit weird being this size and having stopped filling.


As her mind wandered to whether she could even fit back through the doors of her campus, Allison cut back in. “Well, this is quite a state you have managed to attain.”


She walked back to the front door, saying “Since your shape is a tad… bothersome, it looks like I’ll have to assist you. Stay here, I’ll procure another set of flyers.”


With that, Allison left Lauren alone on the sidewalk. Not wanting to get in trouble, Lauren did her best to wedge herself into one of the benches.


It wasn’t too comfortable. And was pretty dull without something like her phone. But hopefully it would be enough to keep her in Allison’s good graces.


As the minutes passed, Lauren heard nearby a loud snapping noise. As she got up from the bench, she watched a worrying sight. From behind the college came a metal gas tank.


It was wildly flying through the air, the valve seemingly having snapped off. And as she tried to figure out what to do, the canister’s path suddenly turned to her.


She only could awkwardly turn in place before the canister caught up with her. By some impossible series of collisions, the tank managed to firmly lodge itself in Lauren’s rear.


With how pneumatic she was, the canister effortlessly took her to the ground. So lying on the ground, she could only feel as the canister’s air began to rush inside her.


In moments, she gained a foot to her waist. Which was joined by her arms and legs filling to the point of uselessness, and her chest being the size of car tires.


In a few more minutes, these new gains were tripled. She couldn’t see much going on around her, but she must have been larger than a pick-up truck at least.


As the airflow was unchanging, Lauren could feel her head sinking into the pleasure as much as her own. So before she slipped out of lucidity, she asked herself how much air was in the tank.


As everything got a bit hazy, Lauren heard the sounds of the door opening. After a second, the noises shifted to muffled murmuring that Lauren couldn’t identify.


But due to the air, she couldn’t process it. So she didn’t care and instead decided to enjoy as much inflating as she could before the inevitable pop.


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Watching the vendor drop the gas canister would have been an annoyance already. But watching as it miraculously flew in the air and seemingly beelined to where Lauren was made her blood boil.


Doing her best to chase the tank, she arrived far too late to prevent what she dreaded. By some cosmic happenstance, the tank was lodged firmly inside Lauren’s rear.


“HOW!? THIS IS RIDICULOUS EVEN FOR SOMEONE OF YOUR REPUTATION!”
Realizing that Lauren couldn’t hear her, Allison instead tried to examine the scene. In the short minutes that she was out of her sight, Lauren got massive.


She rivaled even the biggest stalls that the fair had to offer, 


Attempting to pull it out at this point was fruitless. Even if she were able to, it was impossible for Lauren to further contribute to the job fair in this state.


With an angry growl, she quickly pulled her phone out of her skirt pocket. Quickly dialing Lauren’s work, she was prepared to give her and them hell.


But before hitting the green call button, a small thought wormed its way past the fury. She was reminded that at no point during today had Lauren gone against her orders.


It was all other people and bad luck. And even more, Lauren did try her best to avoid or tell them to stop. So punishing her made Allison the bad guy…


With an annoyed sigh, she leaned back against the doorframe. Rolling her eyes, she closed the call app and opened the camera app. Hitting record, she pointed the camera to Lauren.


Due to the nature of her contract, she needed proof of Lauren having popped. And given the location and the somewhat windy day, it was unlikely that she could find enough to satisfy them.


After making sure she had the best shot of Lauren’s form, she laid back. All that there was to do now was watch the imminent fireworks show.


Which was soon. Despite how often Lauren filled every week, this had to be one of the most rapid ones that she had ever experienced. So Allison caught the signs that she was nearing her limit.


Her being double Allison’s height in diameter. The lack of growth in the last few minutes. And that the bits of skin that were peeking out from around her clothing were translucent.


After a minute of a tension-filled wait, the final push happened. Lauren rapidly gained inch after inch, before her side split. In the blink of an eye, Lauren’s blimp form vanished with thunderous BLAM!!!


Without flinching, the gust of air and whirlwind of scraps blew past Allison. When it stopped, Lauren was gone. All that remained in her place was an uncountable number of rubbery bits.


Shutting off the phone, Allison spotted the air tank lying empty on the ground. Grimacing a bit, Allison thought ‘Of course it would end right after you get your perverted fun.’


As she turned to leave the entrance, she heard the sound of scratching glass. Moving her sneakers, she spotted her square-rimmed glasses sitting on the ground.


Carefully picking them up, she saw that they were shockingly undamaged. So knowing that they would help keep her in the business’ good graces, she pocketed them.


With an annoyed sigh, she went to find a bus to begin the marathon she had in front of her. And all the while, she muttered words of annoyance at what Lauren had put her up to.