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PoV Up, Up and Away.

              “Fuck!”  You slam your foot down as you watch the hot air balloon float away.  “Come back!  I paid almost two hundred dollars for this!  Fuck!”

              As you listen to the sounds of happy laughter, you can feel your money flying away.  “What the hell am I supposed to do now?”

              “Are you the latecomer to the flight?”  an elderly man walks up to you. “If so, I have something for you.”

              “Well, hell, yeah, I was supposed to be on that flight. If you are going to give me a refund,. . .”

              He chuckled.  “We don’t give you refunds around here, miss.  No, what I have is more for our latecomers.  I can get you in the air, but you may regret it.”  He smiled.

              “If I can get into the air, then hook me up.  I am not throwing away almost a hundred and thirty dollars.  That is insane.”

              “Okay, but remember I warned you.”  He walked up to her.  “Enjoy your flight.”  He pulled out a needle and stuck it into your arm before you could react, pushing down onto the syringe and injecting you with some strange cocktail.  You raise your hand, but your entire body now feels strange, warm, light.

              “What did you do to me?”  You cover your mouth as your voice is now high-pitched and squeaky.

              “I am helping you reach new heights.”  He turned around.  “Just enjoy yourself and let the winds take you where they do.”

              You reach out to him as he walks away.  “Wait, what?  What do you mean by. . .”  You hold your hand over your chest, suddenly feeling an intense pressure filling your body.  “Ughh.  What is happening to me?”  Your body squeaks as your hips rub together.  “I need help.”  You turn around and rush down the small stretch of road, your body squeaking more and more as you go.  People even start to stare at you as you try to make your way the long distance towards your car.  “Nothing to see here.  Please go back to your sky gazing.”

              You suddenly fall to your knees as you feel an intense pressure in your chest.  “Auhhhhh.”  You pull at your t-shirt, your boobs throbbing about inside the confines of your outfit.  “It is just getting worse.”  You moan as your nipples harden and rub against the fabric of your clothing.  “It’s almost as if they are fucking. . . ughhh.”

              Your eyes suddenly widen as you see your breasts swell inside your shirt.  “Auughhh.”  You grab them, trying to make them stop, but you only cause yourself to moan and squeak.  “Ahhhhhh!”  As you fall to your knees, you rub your breasts.  “Why is this happening?”  A mix of concern and pleasure is on your face as you rub your swelling breasts.  “Ohhh fuck.”  You can feel your ass slowly stretch out as well.  “This is insane.  That old geezer really couldn’t have thought I would have wanted to blow up like this, could he?”

              Your eyes widen as you suddenly realize you are floating a few inches off the ground.  “Huh?”  You look back and forth.  “What is going on?”  You reach forth and grab a nearby streetlamp to keep yourself from floating away as your pants tighten around your ever-swelling buttocks.  “Dear god, it just won’t stop.  I am not going to make it to my car, am I?”  You look about, noticing the button on your jeans, struggling to keep up with your swelling frame.  “At this rate, I don’t think I will be able to stay on this poll for much longer.”

              Your guess is correct as you lose your grip and begin to float away.  “Fuck. . .”  Your boobs, now bigger than a g-cup and oh so jiggly, you moan as they bounce about inside your shirt and slowly shimmy it off.  “This isn’t going well. . .”  You giggle; the sensation of your bouncing breasts is almost too much for you to bear.  You don’t care anymore as you hold your breasts with your hands, causing you to let out a massive cry.  “Oh baby, oh fuck yes.”  Your pants finally rip apart, revealing your swollen butt and hips.  Your body looks as if you have two massive swollen balls, or three if you count your twin boobs as two lovely babies.  As you bounce about against the poll, swelling bigger and bigger, you realize you can’t stay here.  When a gust of wind catches you, it is all over; up into the air, you are taken.

              But you don’t care as your massive ass starts to meld with your chest.  You are becoming one enormous balloon floating across the air currents.  Where will you end up?  Who knows.  But it will be one wild ride.