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DAY 1

You're sitting on your bathroom floor, with the door locked, in nothing but a plain white tank top and a pair of skinny jeans. All month, you've been waiting for this, and now it's here, in the form of a brown cardboard package.

Every day since you were twelve, you expected puberty to change that rail-thin figure of yours. By eighth grade, you still had hope. By your freshman year, it was awkward, and now you're in tenth grade. Yet everything has remained the same.

Your breasts are nothing more than two scrawny mounds of flesh. The same can be said about your less-than-impressive behind, which made it too easy to fit into your skinny jeans. But all that was about to change.

Hastily, you tear open the cardboard box, clawing through packing tape and styrofoam peanuts, until your hand scrapes something metal. You pull it out gleefully.

It's here! You can hardly believe your eyes, as you're now sitting with the solution to all your bodily problems: a high-powered helium pump!

Exercising and eating certain foods hadn't helped you out at all. But with this pump, you can inflate your figure to any proportions you please to have!

You hold the pump in silence, grazing your thin pale fingers along the cold metal surface. Sure, it would be easy to balloon yourself to model size, but you decide to start out slow. After all, it's no good if you died!

You set the dial on the helium pump to its lowest level and gingerly place the hose-like tube into your mouth. Then, shaking with excitement, you close your eyes -

- and feel the air coursing through your body.

It feels so wonderful! The continuous stream of gas rushes through the tube and empties into your body. You grin with pleasure, almost feeling the gradual expansion take place inside of you.

Minute after minute of happiness passes inside your bathroom, with each ounce of helium racing into your body. The joy is indescribable, but finally ends, as you decide to turn off the pump.

You can't help but feel giddy and light-headed as you prepare to gaze down at your new body. The thought of seeing yourself as the gorgeous girl you had always hoped to be is elating!

Finally, you stand and open your eyes. A squeal of sheer joy escapes your lips. Your once-small breasts have grown to the size of cantaloupes, riding on top of a slight potbelly that could easily be hidden. You run your hand along your butt and enjoy what you feel, as two round balls of air-filled flesh bounce at your touch!

Tears of joy run down your face, as your hands graze your new form. Soon enough, the tank top and skinny jeans you're wearing wouldn't fit you at all!

Once the tears stop, you place the pump next to your sink and unlock the door. It would be nearly impossible for you to sleep, with all this excitement about showing off your new figure bouncing around inside you (figuratively and literally)!

DAY 2

You rush back into the bathroom, bouncing with joy. Everybody at school loved your new figure, even if some had suspicions about how you changed from being such a stick figure. Today was historical for you!

However, you can't help but feel not fully satisfied with your current size. You had originally planned on inflating gradually, as little-by-little you became the model you so desperately wanted to become!

You run your hands along your new curves once more as you reach for the pump, hoping to watch as your body filled out in the most wonderful ways!

Eventually, you're seated back on the floor. The pump turns on once more, as the helium rushes through your body again. This time, however, you watch with glee as your figure inflates before your very eyes!

Your breasts slowly begin to fill up with air, rounding out even more with each second. You can feel the pressure of the floor increase as your buttocks grow more and more. The T-shirt you have on begins to strain as your voluminous breasts and belly push against the soft fabric.

Eventually, after a few short minutes, you turn the pump off, loving each and every new bit of your twice-inflated body. Your breasts are now the size of grapefruits, and your butt cheeks aren't far off from being basketballs! Your thighs have now started to bloat, becoming slightly bigger than they were yesterday. Hell, you can even deal with looking five months pregnant, as long as you still look good!

Once again, you place the pump where it was and unlock the door. This would be more than enough expansion for the week, and you were ecstatic to show off your even-curvier body!

DAY 8

The door to your bathroom flies open, as you barge excitedly in. You have waited all week for this moment, and it's time to inflate once more.

You're well aware that your assets have slightly deflated over time, slowly but surely. Everything has shrunk from when you last expanded, but in very few minutes, that wouldn't matter to you.

You hastily grab the pump, now deciding to raise its pressure level slightly, and cram the nozzle into your mouth once more. This time around, the helium rushes into your body in stronger bouts, but you couldn't care less.

You revel in joy as your body swells with air. Your torso enlarges sizeably, and your thighs and butt balloon and bounce with every motion. Everything about this experience has magnified, and nobody knows that better than you.

Hesitantly, you shut off the pump, before glazing over your almost unrealistic figure. Less than ten days ago, you were a scrawny, dangerously skinny sophomore girl, but now, nobody would have guessed you were ever thin with a figure like yours!

You put the pump back where it was and stand, gasping in joy as you see your very own breasts bounce. Finally, almost quicker than expected, you had achieved your dream body!

But as pleasure and elation washes over you, something else does, too. A burning competitive spirit sparks inside of you, as you know you can get bigger.

You WILL get bigger. But in time.

DAY 13

The school week has ended once again, and you couldn't be happier. All the popular girls at school envied you, and you were asked out by A-List guys several times, all thanks to your voluminous figure!

However, with each passing day, you felt the spark of competition burn brighter and brighter, challenging and daring you to push yourself to your limits. 'They'd never know,' it croons. 'You can get as big as you want, and they would still envy you!'

You walk into the bathroom once more, grabbing the pump. You know exactly what to do, and in several minutes, the helium is rushing through your body once more.

You moan in pleasure as your breasts begin to rise, and your butt pushes outwards, rivaling the steady and unwanted growth of your belly. You feel lighter than a feather, yet bigger than you've ever been before!

Eventually, once you're happy with your size, you lean in to turn off the pump -

- but the competitive voice in your head stops you.

'Done yet? But we were getting so big!' it pleads, doing its best to continue your expansion process. As your hand clasps the dial, you battle over whether you should continue or not.

At last, nearly a full minute after you initially planned on finishing, your self-control kicks in and you turn off the pump, removing the nozzle from your mouth. Your figure is beyond unrealistic - your breasts are the size of soccer balls, and your belly has stretched out to look eight months pregnant. Your butt cheeks resemble a bean bag chair, and your thicker legs almost struggle to hold it, buckling under the sheer mass of your gigantic posterior.

The flame of competition flares inside of you, doing its best to force you into continuing. But you know better than that.

Though as you set the pump back and unlock the door, you know that you'll eventually lose your self-control to yourself.

DAY 20

You're sitting on the bathroom floor once more. Anger sizzles inside you, a feeling much different from the joy and excitement you felt regularly.

Everybody at school had called you 'fake' and 'freakish', and you were sick of them. They had gone from loving you to hating you in a matter of days, but you didn't care. You weren't inflating to please them - you were doing it for yourself.

'Who needs them? We can get as huge as possible now!' the voice of competition tells you. For once, you're agreeing with it.

You grab the pump once more and shove the nozzle in your mouth. This time, however, you set the dial to its highest possible setting.

Bracing yourself, you turn the pump on.

A titanic force of helium rushes into your full-figured body, so strong it forces you to grab the nozzle and hold it in place. With each and every colossal burst of air, your body swells noticeably outwards.

Your breasts begin to inflate at incredible speeds, going up a cup size every second. The gigantic button-up blue shirt you have on suddenly feels much tighter, as it struggles to contain your massive torso. Your butt swells outwards, threatening to rip your curve-revealing skinny jeans. Almost every part of you is growing, and you can feel everything.

'Yes! YES!' the voice of competition chants gleefully, as you continue to push your body to limits you never thought possible.

*PING!*

You suddenly feel a surge of relief as the top button of your shirt pops off, giving your melon-sized breasts more room to grow. You do everything in your power to contain the immense ecstasy building up inside you.

*PING!* *PING!* *PING!*

Your massive belly breaks off the remainder of buttons on your shirt. Delighted, you begin to run your fingers along the colossal dome that now dominates your growing figure. The competitive voice in your head continues to egg you on.

*CRACK-POP!*

The zipper of your skinny jeans gives way, skidding across the tiles of the bathroom floor as it is hastily pushed away by the force of your expanding thighs. You know it's only a matter of time before -

*SHRRRRRRRIP!*

Yes! You squeal in joy as your clothes have finally ripped, falling in piles around your ballooning body. The white panties and bra you have on are at their limits, struggling to contain your massive breasts and buttocks.

'We're so BIG!' the voice of competition shrieks elatedly. You wholeheartedly agree with it, as more and more helium rushes into your body.

Suddenly, you wince in pain, unable to move. You can feel the sides of your gargantuan figure pressed between the cabinets of the sink and the wall of your bathroom. Any access you had to your arms has been cut off, as they sink into the tightened expanse of flesh that is your belly.

You happiness quickly converts to fear, as you struggle to escape from your current predicament. The helium pump topples over, but continues to push helium into your ballooning figure. You try to scream, but all that comes our are high-pitched whining noises.

Suddenly, your eyes begin to follow a streak of red forming across your belly, which continues to expand despite the stress it's under. Your bra and panties begin to tear apart, thread by thread, but cling to your body nonetheless.

Each burst of air that passes down your throat hurts more and more, adding to the pain and pressure of the situation you're in. Struggling, sadly, gets you nowhere.

You gaze upon your bloated figure, now the size of a Mini Cooper. The red marks along your belly continue to grow and darken in color, and you can't help but watch and accept your fate.

AMBITION CAN TURN TO ADDICTION. ADDICTION TURNS TO OBSESSION.

AND OBSESSION IS THE DOWNFALL OF HUMANITY.