A little inflation inspired by footpumpgirl

[grtcaligal]

Inspired by http://footpumpgirl.deviantart.com/art/Image-394572580

The first pump felt a little funny. It was the moment when you realize that thing you decided to do on a dare is suddenly real and you can feel the rush of air trying to find a home.

Not much time to think before the second one. While the bursts of air felt plentiful, there's this thing about being pumped up. You don't notice it's happening at first because the air needs to find a home somewhere, and it's diligently searching, occupying space and looking for a home.

It wasn't until the fifth pump that I began thinking the wet look skirt might have been a bad idea. I wanted something that would cling to me and show off any changes, but I began feeling my ass expanding inside of it and had some second thoughts.

Of course it didn't help that the restrictive nature of the skirt only succeeded in pressing the air toward my thighs, squeezing them even closer together than they were already crammed in. This created the seal needed somewhere around the ninth pump to cause my ass to begin swelling much faster. The air with nowhere really to go began filling up that space very rapidly.

This also forced me to my knees as I clumsily fell forward with my thighs practically latched together by the expansion. My hands flew forward to catch the fall. I caught a glimpse in a mirror at my once delicate ass rising from behind me. The air was filling my backend like a balloon, stretching every fiber of the fabric.

Soon the creaking of the skirt turned to a mild soft tearing as a couple of bits of fabric began giving way. Eventually, the bits revealed parts of my bulbous ass stretching for daylight and inflating through. I wanted to tell her to stop and that I couldn't take anymore. The pinching of my cheeks was immensely painful, but I gritted my teeth, instead telling her to go faster. After all, it's not like when I stopped, the air was suddenly going to let me peel the skirt off.

No, the only way out was through the back end. As she pumped furiously, I gritted my teeth, ready to scream from the sheer pressure being placed on my ass. Then, it happened. Enough of the fabric gave way that my now ridiculously sized ass had burst free from the skirt, though leaving the waistline and thighs intact.

So, while I wait for things to settle down, I told my assistant to rock me onto my inflatable bean-bag sized chair of an ass and hand me my computer so I could take these notes. And to not stop pumping until

http://grtcaligal.deviantart.com/art...pump-395753126

Always looking for ideas for the next one.

[cupidsrose]

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