#bal speaks

[likeaballoon]

ways to say gaining weight that I find incredibly hot:

fattening up

ballooning out

swelling up

plumping up

stretching out

[likeaballoon]

okay I love rapid magic body/blueberry inflation, but I’m also so obsessed with the idea of spherical inflation that happens over the course of a day or two…

like. it’s still happening fast enough that it’s undeniable and you still feel the instant stark differences— after all, it’s easy to remember starting this morning and walking around, when by the end of the day, you can barely touch the ground with both feet at the same time. but at 1 new pound every 30-60 seconds, it also happens slow enough that you’re forced to really feel each new size.

for an hour, all you can vaguely feel is your pants getting tighter, your thighs getting thicker, your gut getting firmer. It’s almost easy to write it off as severe bloating, but only for that first half hour. After that, you just have to listen to the litany of stressed thread as you shift and move carefully, afraid your body is going to somehow tear your clothes. but when your middle is three, four times as wide as your shoulders a few hours later, you feel every new inch as you walk around, or change positions in your chair. it happens slow enough for you to experience sitting down and trying to stand back up with a newly pear-shaped inflated body, but fast enough for it to be no easier to get back up when you try again than it was that first struggle. you can walk around and feel out every change in your body, noticing and appreciating just how massive you are now, without realizing that you’re still not done expanding. maybe you get stuck somewhere— in between the arms of a chair, in a tight corner of the house, in between two pieces of furniture. Your posture changes too, as your growing midsection starts to dominate your frame, until you can’t even rest your arms fully against your sides

you slowly lose your ability to walk, so you waddle, and when your stomach has grown to be so wide that it starts overtaking your thighs and upper arms, you can barely even do that. still, this happens slow enough that you’re stuck wondering if you should eat dinner or not. It’s been at least eight hours at this point, and if it doesn’t slow down soon, you won’t be able to walk to your kitchen later. You may even try to swallow some food, feeling how you now have to wrestle with your own swollen body to get your hand all the way to your mouth, when this morning, you were debating whether it would be embarrassing to have to unbutton your pants when your stomach was feeling a little bloated. Eventually, you strain and strain and strain, but you can’t get your hand all the way to your mouth.

and you can keep trying to waddle around, not fully realizing that you’re losing your ability to bend your knees more and more with every step until you suddenly find that your waddle has turned into more of a rocking motion. The first time your crotch and lower gut brush the floor as you stubbornly try to move around, you’re shocked. It doesn’t happen again for a little while, so you assume it was a random occurrence. But then it starts happening every other, then every time you shift your weight back and forth to move around, until it’s clear that your feet can barely touch the ground anymore. Still, it’s all happening slowly enough that you can still convince yourself you can get used to this, and that you don’t need anyone to help you waddle— or roll. Your double chin might be taking over your lower jaw and your collarbones, but you’re not immobile.

Eventually, of course, you’ll push off from one foot, and start rolling forward, only to not land on the other foot. Eventually you’ll have swollen up into a big sphere, your hands and feet totally helpless to do anything except flap around stubbornly. Even then, you’ll still try to use that to move yourself— you could walk not even a full day before this!— only to find that you’re still growing, your wrists and ankles and palms and backs of your fingers and toes expanding more and more, until you can barely move them at all.

I just love the idea of expanding rapidly, but slowly enough that you notice every single new pound/inch on your body

[likeaballoon]

oeehhh I recently re remembered how much I used to be into fat exercise / fat exhibitionistic struggling when I was first exploring inflation kinks. and I decided I was kind of cooking with that…. anyway. I decided to get high a fuck, pad my clothes, stuff myself silly, and then do all the housework I’ve been putting off….

I’m really enjoying how hard it is to bend over and how easily I start panting.. I literally groaned when I had to bend over to start doing the laundry.. I can feel that I’m walking differently, like waddling more, and standing differently and rest the laundry basket on my hip differently.. I have to take the trash down but that means walking down and up 6 floors like this and I’m huffing and puffing with every limited motion step rn..

[likeaballoon]

one vastly underrated part of blueberry inflation to me is when someone gets so inflated that every inch of their soft skin is filled, including their lips and cheeks… the skin above their upper lip plumps up til their Cupid’s bow is unrecognizable, and their cheeks grow larger and rounded til they’re affected by gravity. I love the idea of this amount of inflation making it hard to speak, as the new plush juicy fat makes it hard to form words properly or even open their mouth fully, so every word comes out muffled and whiny.

maybe if they keep inflating, they’ll get so big that they can’t speak at all

[likeaballoon]

okay but get me so high I can’t really think straight and tell me you’re going to stuff me til im twice my size.. have me take more hits while you help me into a fat suit / inflation suit, and keep me taking hits while you get me settled on the couch. then bring out my dinner— large bowls of whatever you want and piles and piles of snack foods. keep me so high that I start to really think the weight across my body and my newly massive stomach really IS me… get me used to it, so I rub the inflated stomach for relief when I start to feel too full, so I enjoy how tight my clothes feel around me. make me get used to being this size, make me crave being this slow and heavy, teach me what it will feel like to struggle to sit up or try to waddle to the kitchen for more food. and just keep me high and stuffed enough, and soon enough it will be my new reality— but I’ll have been long used to it.

[likeaballoon]

this edible is starting to taste like “maybe I eat off my plate like it’s a trough for the first time”

[likeaballoon]

Once a berry is fully juiced, what kind of body shape do you prefer to see?

Shrunken back down to normal size, or left stretchy and blobby due to some of the juice still being retained in them? Or maybe something else entirely?

My personal fave is when they retain a little juice, so they just look bloated and plump all over… they’re normal person shaped, but easily look 25-75 pounds heavier than they were before inflating— maybe even more, depending on the person. Their belly and hips are definitely wider, and they’re a lot more pear shaped than they were to start. But it’s also plumper fingers, a softer neck, rounded cheeks, wider wrists and ankles. Sort of like the first stages of inflation, except this is as small as they can be juiced, and they’re still firmly in the “plump” category.

I always prefer “stiffer” inflation than really jiggly or soft personally, and that’s definitely true for the aftermath.

also bonus points if they slowly reinflate over a period of a week to a few months, so they have to get juiced back down from looking hundreds of pounds heavier than they were ever so often.

[likeaballoon]

no matter what you do or how you try to adapt or hide it, your walk will change because of your weight gain.

either you keep your thickening thighs as close together as you can in order to try to walk in a straight line, and end up rotating your hips so much that your growing stomach swings side to side with your frame. OR you let your stance widen to accommodate the new plumpness of your thighs, locking your knees more to support yourself, and end up waddling side to side noticeably.

no matter what, you wont be able to walk down the street without people seeing how much your mobility has been affected by your fattening up.