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What's better than blowing up into a giant balloon? Blowing up into a giant balloon with someone you love.
Story commission for Destroyerf50 who wanted some inflation fun between him and his boyfriend. Not much else to say here. Please ignore the uncreative title.
Radix © DestroyerF50
Dylan © aurorathomas
The hiss of flowing air and sound of creaking rubber filled the small, comfortable room. Dylan looked down at the hose laying on the floor. It slunk along the floor towards its end, permanently connected to a cylindrical metal capsule with a computerized panel on the side; a brand new type of air tank. A low hum emanated from the tank as air flowed from the tank through the hose; it was currently attached to a nozzle on Dylan’s middle.
The balloonie reindeer traced the curvature of his inflating belly. Fuller. Softer. Squeakier. His gut slowly swelled outwards. What had once only been a small bump had already blown out to an impressive round, white orb, just under a foot in diameter. It wasn’t just his balloonie belly that was blimping. Dylan’s white chest and brown thighs also started to swell and creak, keeping his body in relative proportion save for his shiny white stomach. The rubbery reindeer sighed happily. A lazy weekend. Body gently growing full of air. Life really couldn’t be better.
“Hey Dylan!” . The reindeer’s quiet, blissful moment quickly came to a halt. Radix, a blue-furred fox with red stripes around his arms and legs walked into the room. Dylan and he had been partners for quite a while, with both sharing a mutual love of balloons. And they’d grown very comfortable around each other; hence the fox wearing nothing but a pair of red-striped boxers.
He searched half-heartedly, almost absent-minded, completely oblivious to the subtle hiss of flowing air. “Have you seen my new air canist-- uhh...” The fox’s eyes eventually fell on the balloonie reindeer. More specifically, on his belly that was still gently billowing outwards. Radix’s jaw dropped at the sight; the soft, white, squeaky orb jutting from his partner’s middle was too gorgeous not to stare at.
Slowly, Radix walked over to his inflating partner. Though he was still focused on Dylan’s inflating belly, chest, and thighs, he couldn’t help but notice the hose running from the nozzle on his gut. He traced it back to the tank. It was a brand new model; one that ran on electricity and could be plugged into an outlet to theoretically never run out of air. Radix won it in a raffle and had been planning to be the first to use it. But he didn’t mind this; seeing his boyfriend blow up like a squeaky pooltoy was always a delight.
Radix blushed and tried to avoid staring at the inflating reindeer. Despite being together for so long, the fox had always been rather shy when dealing with balloons blowing up; mostly because of how much he loved them. Especially when he or his partner were the balloons. Dylan just smirked; he knew just how blushy Radix got, and he couldn’t help but love it.
“Gotta say, this new tank is great!” The reindeer slapped the rubbery orb jutting from his middle. It echoed with a hollow thump, just like a nice, tight balloon. Radix averted his gaze, but could feel his white cheeks grow a hot red. Dylan pulled the hose out and sealed up his nozzle. Having detected that the hose was removed from its port, the air canister beeped loudly; a new safety feature automatically paused any air flow once the hose was disconnected. He admired his own bloated body; the white, rubbery orb justed out nearly two feet from his torso. But it wasn’t just his belly; Dylan’s thighs and arms were much larger than normal, like long, tubular balloons. His chest, while much smaller than his belly, protruded outwards more than normal. Even his antlers had inflated just a tiny bit, giving them a signature stretched latex sheen. Had he not unplugged the tank, he’d have easily blown into a huge, round, reindeer balloon.
“Well, c’mon! Give it a feel! I know you want to.” Dylan smirked at Radix, then nodded down at his inflated gut. Radix blushed and averted his gaze once more. “What good is a belly balloon if I can’t share it with my partner?” Though he kept blushing, the fox stepped a little closer, but hesitated. But as soon as he could, Dylan reached out and grabbed Radix. In a flash, he smushed his boyfriend’s face into his blimped middle with a loud squeak emanating from his rubbery body.
Though his face was pressed deep into his boyfriend’s gut, the fox could feel it turning red and heating up. Because of just how easy and cute it was, Dylan frequently teased him with balloons, his body, and even just talk of blowing up. Yet it was always in a playful manner, which Radix greatly appreciated. Radix slowly nuzzled his boyfriend’s squeaky stomach; adoring just how soft, full, and big he was.
A devious grin grew on Dylan’s muzzle. With one hoof, he stroked the back of Radix’s furry head, keeping him distracted and pressed up into his blimpy belly. With the other, he slowly reached out and grabbed the hose by its head. In one sudden move, he shoved the hose through one of the legs of Radix’s boxers, sticking it deep up his rear.
“EEP!” Radix jumped back in shock as the cold, metal nozzle slid up his butt. Before he could even process what just happened, another loud, mechanical beep came from the air tank, followed by the gentle hiss of flowing air. The tank was made to go on standby when removed and to start immediately once inserted again; saving time when filling balloons. Or in this case, balloon animals.
Face growing hot and red once more, Radix felt the air already flowing into his body through his rump. Dylan watched with a delighted, goofy grin. Right before their eyes, the fox’s flat, white-furred belly slowly billowed outwards. There was a bit of pressure as it stretched, but it wasn’t painful. Sure, the hose insertion caught the fox off guard, but it wasn’t something he disliked. Even when blowing up alone, that was his preferred starting point, despite making him blush. And Dylan knew that, laughing warmly at his partner’s reaction.
The air had only been flowing for a minute, but his belly was already showing noticeable growth. It was still dwarfed by the reindeer’s round middle, sticking out only a few inches, but was definitely larger than before. “Looks like I’m not the only balloonie here anymore!” Dylan pressed his hoof into Radix’s belly. It sunk in as his gut grew and stretched around it.
“I, um… balloon?” Radix fumbled over his words, too lost in the sensations of swelling. He had been planning to do this himself as a way to test the tank, but it was even better with Dylan there. If he really wanted to, he could have just pulled the hose out. But where would the fun in that be? A few more minutes went by and his belly had already blown out to a foot large. And there were no signs of stopping, much to Radix’s quiet delight.
“Looking really cute, Rad!” Dylan stood up off the couch. His air intake made him a bit taller, so the already-tall balloonie reindeer towered over the fox. He pressed his own distended gut into Radix with a resounding rubbery squeak. Though his was twice the size, they could both feel the fox’s swelling, stretching, and pushing against him. “You want to be the bigger one today?” Radix nodded shyly at the question, to which Dylan just smirked smugly. “Maybe I’ll let you. Maybe…”
The air flow continued at a steady pace, as did Radix’s growth. His belly kept swelling outwards, quickly reaching the size of a fully inflated beach ball. It was around the same size as Dylan’s, but looked even bigger due to the fox’s smaller stature. More pressure started to build inside his body, but it wasn’t entirely in his belly. Air kept flowing, but started filling out other areas. A deep red hue overtook his white cheeks as a bit of pressure grew right by the hose. His butt had started bloating outwards, filling like a pair of balloons beneath his boxers. Thankfully, the underwear was made to stretch in the case of inflation, so he didn’t have to worry about them tearing.
What he did have to worry about was just how much Dylan enjoyed teasing. “Quite the cutie with a booty.” The reindeer playfully squeezed the fox’s ballooning booty, much to Radix’s embarrassment, feeling it swell and press into his hands. While they were still smaller than his beach ball belly, each cheek alone were the size of basketballs. And while he was always nervous about inflating, even in private, Radix couldn’t deny just how good having this belly and butt felt.
So distracted by his inflated form was Radix that he didn’t notice Dylan slinking off to the side. A loud, mechanical beep sounded through the room. The quiet sound of hissing air grew much louder. Air started flowing from the tank into Radix at a much quicker pace. “D-dylan! What did you do?” The fox blushed and panted as he felt his entire body swell rapidly. His belly surged outwards another foot, now resembling a yoga ball, and each cheek stretched his boxers extremely tight, a pair of gargantuan marshmallows.
“I sped up the airflow, duh!” The reindeer smirked and pushed his own inflated gut into Radix. The fox was finally larger than he and was rapidly growing even more. “You make for such a cute balloon that I wanted to see you at full size faster!” Faster was the key word. The pressure in his body built at an extreme pace. And it was no longer just in his belly and butt. His arms and legs started to bloat outwards, feeling much tighter and stiffer. His thighs quickly overinflated to the size of tree trunks, to the point where he couldn’t even bend them to move. All he could do was awkwardly waddle. And his arms fared no better; they were forced out to the side, full of air making them unable to bend or even move. Even if he wanted to remove the hose from his rump, which he really didn’t, it would have been impossible at this point.
Pressure built in his chest as it started to push outwards. It was nowhere near as big as his belly, but it still quickly ballooned larger. His front side quickly started to take on a more rounded shape, looking a lot more evenly inflated. The same pressure also built in his back, though to a lesser degree. His back started to push and blow out, making his entire body take on a slightly round, orbular shape.And what a massive blue and white-furred orb he was. Even the cheeks on his face blimped up, completely full of air.
The increased air flow continued for a bit. Radix was nothing more than a round fox balloon at this point, but there was still plenty of room to swell. Inch by inch his body grew, stretching and swelling. Time crept by as he kept inflating, surpassing the size of their couch. And he absolutely loved everything about this. The size, the feeling, the pressure, the shape. Radix was in complete bliss.
Although he was enamored with the sensation of swelling, Radix quickly took notice of another loud beep, followed by silence; the hissing of the air flow had stopped. He blushed a bit as he felt a small pop behind. Much to his surprise, Dylan walked from behind, hose in hand. “D-dylan… why’d we stop?” The fox couldn’t help but blush as he asked the admittedly silly question. “I still have room inside me.”
“Because if you got any bigger, you’d be way too hard to climb.” Dylan folded his arms and smirked. A look of confusion grew on Radix’s face.
“Wait, climb?” Just as Radix asked, the reindeer heartily bumped his own inflated belly into the poofy fox. The enormous round blimped fox stumbled from the force of the impact, losing his balance and rolling onto his overblown back. And due to his inflated limbs, there was no way for him to move, or even roll over. He could feel Dylan climbing on top of his swollen stomach. The reindeer laid on his back right atop his boyfriend’s bloated belly.
“You’re a much better seat than the lumpy old couch.” Radix could feel his face grow flustered at his words.
“Dylan… How long are you going to keep me like this?” Even though he loved the feeling of being inflated, the nervous fox still had to ask.
“Dunno. Maybe forever?” Dylan teased, much to Radix’s chagrin. “Kidding. But you know, you’re really comfy. Tell you what: I’m gonna take a nap on your beautifully blimped body. When I wake up, I’m gonna have some fun playing with this gigantic fox balloon, and after that, I’ll decide what to do with you.”
Dylan talked down to his blimped boyfriend, who was in absolutely no position to argue. Radix really was nothing more than a gigantic balloon at this point, waiting to be used and played with. And despite how much he was blushing, he was ecstatic about it.
Story commission for Destroyerf50 who wanted some inflation fun between him and his boyfriend. Not much else to say here. Please ignore the uncreative title.
Radix © DestroyerF50
Dylan © aurorathomas
The hiss of flowing air and sound of creaking rubber filled the small, comfortable room. Dylan looked down at the hose laying on the floor. It slunk along the floor towards its end, permanently connected to a cylindrical metal capsule with a computerized panel on the side; a brand new type of air tank. A low hum emanated from the tank as air flowed from the tank through the hose; it was currently attached to a nozzle on Dylan’s middle.
The balloonie reindeer traced the curvature of his inflating belly. Fuller. Softer. Squeakier. His gut slowly swelled outwards. What had once only been a small bump had already blown out to an impressive round, white orb, just under a foot in diameter. It wasn’t just his balloonie belly that was blimping. Dylan’s white chest and brown thighs also started to swell and creak, keeping his body in relative proportion save for his shiny white stomach. The rubbery reindeer sighed happily. A lazy weekend. Body gently growing full of air. Life really couldn’t be better.
“Hey Dylan!” . The reindeer’s quiet, blissful moment quickly came to a halt. Radix, a blue-furred fox with red stripes around his arms and legs walked into the room. Dylan and he had been partners for quite a while, with both sharing a mutual love of balloons. And they’d grown very comfortable around each other; hence the fox wearing nothing but a pair of red-striped boxers.
He searched half-heartedly, almost absent-minded, completely oblivious to the subtle hiss of flowing air. “Have you seen my new air canist-- uhh...” The fox’s eyes eventually fell on the balloonie reindeer. More specifically, on his belly that was still gently billowing outwards. Radix’s jaw dropped at the sight; the soft, white, squeaky orb jutting from his partner’s middle was too gorgeous not to stare at.
Slowly, Radix walked over to his inflating partner. Though he was still focused on Dylan’s inflating belly, chest, and thighs, he couldn’t help but notice the hose running from the nozzle on his gut. He traced it back to the tank. It was a brand new model; one that ran on electricity and could be plugged into an outlet to theoretically never run out of air. Radix won it in a raffle and had been planning to be the first to use it. But he didn’t mind this; seeing his boyfriend blow up like a squeaky pooltoy was always a delight.
Radix blushed and tried to avoid staring at the inflating reindeer. Despite being together for so long, the fox had always been rather shy when dealing with balloons blowing up; mostly because of how much he loved them. Especially when he or his partner were the balloons. Dylan just smirked; he knew just how blushy Radix got, and he couldn’t help but love it.
“Gotta say, this new tank is great!” The reindeer slapped the rubbery orb jutting from his middle. It echoed with a hollow thump, just like a nice, tight balloon. Radix averted his gaze, but could feel his white cheeks grow a hot red. Dylan pulled the hose out and sealed up his nozzle. Having detected that the hose was removed from its port, the air canister beeped loudly; a new safety feature automatically paused any air flow once the hose was disconnected. He admired his own bloated body; the white, rubbery orb justed out nearly two feet from his torso. But it wasn’t just his belly; Dylan’s thighs and arms were much larger than normal, like long, tubular balloons. His chest, while much smaller than his belly, protruded outwards more than normal. Even his antlers had inflated just a tiny bit, giving them a signature stretched latex sheen. Had he not unplugged the tank, he’d have easily blown into a huge, round, reindeer balloon.
“Well, c’mon! Give it a feel! I know you want to.” Dylan smirked at Radix, then nodded down at his inflated gut. Radix blushed and averted his gaze once more. “What good is a belly balloon if I can’t share it with my partner?” Though he kept blushing, the fox stepped a little closer, but hesitated. But as soon as he could, Dylan reached out and grabbed Radix. In a flash, he smushed his boyfriend’s face into his blimped middle with a loud squeak emanating from his rubbery body.
Though his face was pressed deep into his boyfriend’s gut, the fox could feel it turning red and heating up. Because of just how easy and cute it was, Dylan frequently teased him with balloons, his body, and even just talk of blowing up. Yet it was always in a playful manner, which Radix greatly appreciated. Radix slowly nuzzled his boyfriend’s squeaky stomach; adoring just how soft, full, and big he was.
A devious grin grew on Dylan’s muzzle. With one hoof, he stroked the back of Radix’s furry head, keeping him distracted and pressed up into his blimpy belly. With the other, he slowly reached out and grabbed the hose by its head. In one sudden move, he shoved the hose through one of the legs of Radix’s boxers, sticking it deep up his rear.
“EEP!” Radix jumped back in shock as the cold, metal nozzle slid up his butt. Before he could even process what just happened, another loud, mechanical beep came from the air tank, followed by the gentle hiss of flowing air. The tank was made to go on standby when removed and to start immediately once inserted again; saving time when filling balloons. Or in this case, balloon animals.
Face growing hot and red once more, Radix felt the air already flowing into his body through his rump. Dylan watched with a delighted, goofy grin. Right before their eyes, the fox’s flat, white-furred belly slowly billowed outwards. There was a bit of pressure as it stretched, but it wasn’t painful. Sure, the hose insertion caught the fox off guard, but it wasn’t something he disliked. Even when blowing up alone, that was his preferred starting point, despite making him blush. And Dylan knew that, laughing warmly at his partner’s reaction.
The air had only been flowing for a minute, but his belly was already showing noticeable growth. It was still dwarfed by the reindeer’s round middle, sticking out only a few inches, but was definitely larger than before. “Looks like I’m not the only balloonie here anymore!” Dylan pressed his hoof into Radix’s belly. It sunk in as his gut grew and stretched around it.
“I, um… balloon?” Radix fumbled over his words, too lost in the sensations of swelling. He had been planning to do this himself as a way to test the tank, but it was even better with Dylan there. If he really wanted to, he could have just pulled the hose out. But where would the fun in that be? A few more minutes went by and his belly had already blown out to a foot large. And there were no signs of stopping, much to Radix’s quiet delight.
“Looking really cute, Rad!” Dylan stood up off the couch. His air intake made him a bit taller, so the already-tall balloonie reindeer towered over the fox. He pressed his own distended gut into Radix with a resounding rubbery squeak. Though his was twice the size, they could both feel the fox’s swelling, stretching, and pushing against him. “You want to be the bigger one today?” Radix nodded shyly at the question, to which Dylan just smirked smugly. “Maybe I’ll let you. Maybe…”
The air flow continued at a steady pace, as did Radix’s growth. His belly kept swelling outwards, quickly reaching the size of a fully inflated beach ball. It was around the same size as Dylan’s, but looked even bigger due to the fox’s smaller stature. More pressure started to build inside his body, but it wasn’t entirely in his belly. Air kept flowing, but started filling out other areas. A deep red hue overtook his white cheeks as a bit of pressure grew right by the hose. His butt had started bloating outwards, filling like a pair of balloons beneath his boxers. Thankfully, the underwear was made to stretch in the case of inflation, so he didn’t have to worry about them tearing.
What he did have to worry about was just how much Dylan enjoyed teasing. “Quite the cutie with a booty.” The reindeer playfully squeezed the fox’s ballooning booty, much to Radix’s embarrassment, feeling it swell and press into his hands. While they were still smaller than his beach ball belly, each cheek alone were the size of basketballs. And while he was always nervous about inflating, even in private, Radix couldn’t deny just how good having this belly and butt felt.
So distracted by his inflated form was Radix that he didn’t notice Dylan slinking off to the side. A loud, mechanical beep sounded through the room. The quiet sound of hissing air grew much louder. Air started flowing from the tank into Radix at a much quicker pace. “D-dylan! What did you do?” The fox blushed and panted as he felt his entire body swell rapidly. His belly surged outwards another foot, now resembling a yoga ball, and each cheek stretched his boxers extremely tight, a pair of gargantuan marshmallows.
“I sped up the airflow, duh!” The reindeer smirked and pushed his own inflated gut into Radix. The fox was finally larger than he and was rapidly growing even more. “You make for such a cute balloon that I wanted to see you at full size faster!” Faster was the key word. The pressure in his body built at an extreme pace. And it was no longer just in his belly and butt. His arms and legs started to bloat outwards, feeling much tighter and stiffer. His thighs quickly overinflated to the size of tree trunks, to the point where he couldn’t even bend them to move. All he could do was awkwardly waddle. And his arms fared no better; they were forced out to the side, full of air making them unable to bend or even move. Even if he wanted to remove the hose from his rump, which he really didn’t, it would have been impossible at this point.
Pressure built in his chest as it started to push outwards. It was nowhere near as big as his belly, but it still quickly ballooned larger. His front side quickly started to take on a more rounded shape, looking a lot more evenly inflated. The same pressure also built in his back, though to a lesser degree. His back started to push and blow out, making his entire body take on a slightly round, orbular shape.And what a massive blue and white-furred orb he was. Even the cheeks on his face blimped up, completely full of air.
The increased air flow continued for a bit. Radix was nothing more than a round fox balloon at this point, but there was still plenty of room to swell. Inch by inch his body grew, stretching and swelling. Time crept by as he kept inflating, surpassing the size of their couch. And he absolutely loved everything about this. The size, the feeling, the pressure, the shape. Radix was in complete bliss.
Although he was enamored with the sensation of swelling, Radix quickly took notice of another loud beep, followed by silence; the hissing of the air flow had stopped. He blushed a bit as he felt a small pop behind. Much to his surprise, Dylan walked from behind, hose in hand. “D-dylan… why’d we stop?” The fox couldn’t help but blush as he asked the admittedly silly question. “I still have room inside me.”
“Because if you got any bigger, you’d be way too hard to climb.” Dylan folded his arms and smirked. A look of confusion grew on Radix’s face.
“Wait, climb?” Just as Radix asked, the reindeer heartily bumped his own inflated belly into the poofy fox. The enormous round blimped fox stumbled from the force of the impact, losing his balance and rolling onto his overblown back. And due to his inflated limbs, there was no way for him to move, or even roll over. He could feel Dylan climbing on top of his swollen stomach. The reindeer laid on his back right atop his boyfriend’s bloated belly.
“You’re a much better seat than the lumpy old couch.” Radix could feel his face grow flustered at his words.
“Dylan… How long are you going to keep me like this?” Even though he loved the feeling of being inflated, the nervous fox still had to ask.
“Dunno. Maybe forever?” Dylan teased, much to Radix’s chagrin. “Kidding. But you know, you’re really comfy. Tell you what: I’m gonna take a nap on your beautifully blimped body. When I wake up, I’m gonna have some fun playing with this gigantic fox balloon, and after that, I’ll decide what to do with you.”
Dylan talked down to his blimped boyfriend, who was in absolutely no position to argue. Radix really was nothing more than a gigantic balloon at this point, waiting to be used and played with. And despite how much he was blushing, he was ecstatic about it.
Category Story / Inflation
Species Fox (Other)
Gender Male
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