Stacy Inflatable, Part 3 Of 3 - The Explosion (Patreon)

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3 

Part 3 - Explosive Ending 

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"Mpmphmhh... Nnngngghg..."

Stacy moaned through her now sausage-sized lips, as the rest of her expanded face vibrated due to the effort she was making to bend that impossibly over-inflated arm of hers, once more. Her gargantuan cheeks puffed out a bit more and her already bulgy eyes now filled with determination as she frowned her brows in stubbornness. 

The viewers wanted her bigger. HER viewers wanted her bigger... 

Hundreds upon thousands of repetitive phrases on the chat box, all requiring her to get EVEN bigger, all requesting the seemingly impossible, since they knew that the inflatable girl was already past her size limits... At least, the size limits anyone had publicly witnessed her at before. But still, Stacy had to do it. She would do anything for her crowd, anything to please them. She would get to any size, no matter how massive or wide. Hell, she would even fill out the ENTIRE ROOM for them...

She took another rich lungful in through her deformed nostrils as her swollen palm was now once approaching her face, through the endless bulges of skin that were now blocking her arm's free movement, before...

"PPPphhhhsssssssaaaaaa......MPH!!!"

Stacy stopped inhaling as she felt her now massive thumb getting stuck between her mouth-lips once more, and frowned her brows in fierce determination before blowing down hard on it...

"MMMMMMMHPMPHHMPHHH!!!!"

* FFFWWWOOOMMMMPPPHHH!!! GROOOOAAAAAANNNNNMMMPHPHHH!!!! *

Stacy's bloated body billowed out once more, this time to a massive extent and at an alarming rate. She moaned and yelled through her closed mouth, her raging voice echoing through the hollowness of her now melon-sized cheeks and basketball-sized head as she felt her own air now working its way around each and every available spot of her inner rubbery crevices. The screeching and deep groaning sounds from an endless number of ballooning body parts rubbing together, filled her bedroom as long as all the rooms of everyone watching this absurdly cartoonish live spectacle...

"MMMMHPMPHMPHPHHH!!! MMMMMMMHPMPHHMPHHH!!!!"

Stacy kept moaning loudly as her body was now achieving new, unimaginable to her sizes, sizes more massive than any other time she had inflated herself before. Her boobs surged outwards like massive fleshy orbs to the size of exercise balls. Her belly tripled in size in seconds, getting to the size of a weather balloon. Her buttocks and thighs followed along from beneath, like an extra set of mattresses on top of her - already suffering to contain her new form - king-size bed, and each one of her limbs thickened up impossibly, legs like massive tree logs, arms to the size of dolphins...

"MHPHMHPPHMHHHH!!!!"

Stacy moaned again, this time her vision getting blurry due to how deformed and swollen her own sight was getting, with two bulging eyes and a pair of cheeks the size of basket balls beneath it, all struggling for space with one another, bulging over the top of her balloon tits and pneumatic shoulders that were now suffocating her. If she could smile, she would...

Stacy my girl, you've outdone yourself this time... You gotta be the biggest bitch they 've ever se--

* KKKKKKAAA-BLLLLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMM!!!! *

Stacy's thoughts of self-praise were abruptly cut off by her own massive body going out with a huge bang, making everyone watching the live-stream, gasp in shock in front of their screens. It was just about as Stacy's massive thumb-blown behemoth of a body had almost reached the entire width of her bed-room from side to side that she popped into a thousand rubbery pieces. Everyone kept staring dumbfounded as the shower of those rubbery fragments and the hair, that once consisted the inflatable live-streamer, kept raining down on every furniture and surface of the room and the her king-size luxurious bed, some yelling in disbelief, some yelling in pleasure out of how climactic this conclusion was, yet all of them very, very shocked...

And Stacy's camera kept recording, as the rubber woman was now no more and everything seemed quiet and still. Everything besides the pings of the chat-box, that is...

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A reminder to those who dwell in the shades!

I do not have the expectation of my Patreon stuff remaining exclusive forever.

And no matter how much i want them to remain exclusive (i assure you that i do, until only ME gets to decide the time that they are ready to go out in public!), all i ask from those that do not see the harm in what they are doing and continue with their shady sharing of my work, is that they give me a grace period of at least 3 weeks to up to one month before they decide to share them, a period in which i will be able to make up for my efforts in profit! 

It is very important that everyone understands this, since by randomly sharing my exclusives without this grace period, my revenue will drop and i will NOT be able to make up for my efforts, resulting in me quitting this Patreon page and my art becoming from scarce to non-existent in the not-so-long future.

And this is no threat people, this is a mathematical fact!

This page and the paywalls here, allow me to keep on punctually delivering quality material for our community. Without everyone supporting me financially here, this would not be possible, and my artwork would cease to exist.

So please, have that in mind. Such piracy may be a small or non-important pain for some big corporations, but for the independent home-based artists, it is absolute annihilation!

Thank you for your understanding, HR.