Hiii
just wanted to say that I really enjoy reading your 2nd POV fics about breast inflation/expansion. You’d think there would be an abundance of it but NO!! It’s like finding a needle in a haystack, at least in my experiences…Maybe I’m the one who wants have even bigger knockers on top of my already considered “big” (yet it’s on the smaller side of the big tiddy committee)
a suggestion, have you ever thought about writing about helium/water inflation? Or any thing with hoses (it’s more so a personal preference but boobs are where it’s at, regardless of how)
okay! That’s enough of my ramblings!!
Have a good one and hope you write more 2nd pov !!
As soon as you hear the valve squeak, even before you feel the tickle of helium rushing out of the hose between your lips and into your body, you already feel lighter than air. Your heart pounds heavy drumbeats in your chest and the hiss of released pressure is almost hypnotic in the way it fills your mind with static. Other thoughts get pushed out of the way as your mind fills in with the sound of the tanks emptying into you. You try your best to marshall what little focus is left by slowing your breathing and closing your eyes. Without anything to see, your other sensations come alive. The taste of the rubber hose isn't exactly pleasant, but pushing past that reveals the pressure starting to build in your chest.
Your heart skips a beat.
It's a bit like trying to make your eardrums pop when on an airplane, except instead of the pressure being in your head, the helium pushes outward on your chest. Your fingertips start to tingle, just from giddy excitement, but the excitement quickly starts to fade. The pressure grows inside you, but it has no release. Your body starts to feel tight, fighting against the force welling up inside you. Your brow furrows. Doubts creep in. This isn't right. Maybe you should start over. Maybe you should let go and try again. Maybe-
FWOOOMP!
All at once, the pressure shifts. Instead of welling up uncomfortably inside your chest, everything pushes forward. Euphoria settles into your mind, feeling lightly dizzy from the rush. You're tempted to peak an eye open, but you can't. Not yet. You want to wait for as long as you can. No matter how tempting it is to feel the pressure continue to build or hear the sound of creaking and groaning as your skin stretches, you keep your eyes shut. The very edges of your mouth curl into a smile around the hose. You can feel yourself getting lighter on your feet as you're buoyed by the helium being poured into you. Excitement forced you up onto the balls of your feet and just that bit of momentum is enough to make the ground pull away from underneath you. Your laughter echoes around inside you, sounding hollow and vacant.
BWOUMP!
A moment after your feet touched the ground again, something rises up and hits you in the face. Your eyes are finally forced open and a gasp draws even more helium inside you. Your breasts are huge! They don't even register as breasts at first. Not only are they massive, they're almost perfectly round, too, inflated like a pair of balloons from the inside. A tentative touch on the side of one of them reveals just how tight they are and sends a jolt of pleasure through you. Your eyes flutter and you moan around the tube.
A cold sensation pierces through the haze of arousal. One of your breasts is touching the side of the helium tank. In this brief moment of clarity, you decide that you're probably big enough and should-
Uh oh.
As you reach around your breast, growing blindly from the valve, your feet fully lift off the ground. You flail, panicking, and in doing do, open the valve even more. The hiss becomes a roar and so much helium rushes inside you that your cheeks bow outward. Now your breasts are visibly expanding and the ground is getting away from you. Your balloonboobs pull you into their air as you frantically try to close the valve again. All too quickly, the valve moves out of reach, no matter how far you try to extend your fingers. You change tactics. Your hands wrap around the tube and you pull!
...and you pull!
And you pull! Pull! Pull! Fucking PULL!
The pressure on your cheeks has created a tight seal with your lips. Nothing is leaking out. The hose won't budge. Your eyes widen as your breasts continue to expand in front of you, the rest of your body dangling underneath them. Far on the other side of the tight spheres, you feel your nipples brush against the ceiling. Pleasure shoots through you. Somewhat guiltily, your hand snakes down between your thighs. It's not like there's anything you can do now. You just have to wait it out until the tank empties and expanding feels so fucking good. You might as well enjoy yourself until then.
