Emmie And Bob : Super Glue, Part 1 Of 3 (Patreon)

Emmie And Bob : Super Glue, Part 1 Of 3.

Release Date : December 11, 2021.

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Emmie And Bob : Super Glue, Part 1 Of 3.

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Part 1 

Part 2 <-- Coming Soon!

Part 3 <-- Coming Soon!

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Should have inflated him bigger... Pulled on the damn hose too freakin' early!

Emmie reminisced in joy as the thoughts of Bob's recent humiliation were still running through her head even a week after the incident. In fact, it was the only thing in her mind all week long, all the images of him taking back some of his own cartoonish violence still giving chills of vengeful ecstasy on the sexy latina. A sly smile was always plastered on her full lips at the thought of him being flattened like a piece of cardboard before her shoving that thick hose down his throat and inflating him to a massive boy-blimp...

Stupid jerk deflated like a bitch tho! Heheh...

She chuckled as indeed the thought of him crumpling down and collapsing to a rubbery deflated mess on the floor made this whole revenge ordeal even better, especially after not even caring if he would or how he would manage to restore himself back to normal and just leaving him there all spread and alone to be further humiliated by anyone that would happen to walk by at the gym that day...

That 'll teach him to respect my body! 

She thought sternly, continuing her walk back home from the gym, cutting through her usual open lot of the convention center by their neighborhood, her backpack on her shoulder and wearing her usual set of gym mini spandex shorts and orange tank top, her freshly gym-pumped curves accentuated in the most attractive of ways as her long hair kept hovering over and caressing her parts. What Emmie, in her usual cocky demeanor had failed to predict, was how vengeful her buff of a boyfriend could actually get when his ego was put down, and as she kept walking  a familiar figure started creeping up silently from behind her, the figure of a visibly angry tho cat-walking guy who had a portable gas tank in his grasp with a lengthy black hose curled up around it, and as the man kept getting closer to her, he twisted the tank's valve to full open and clenched his fist tight around the edge, that moment of so long awaited get-back just seconds away from fruition...

I'm a fine sexy lady, not some cartoon he can flatten or deform anytime he pleas--

* FFFSSSSWUUUNNKKK! *

Emmie's thought was abruptly cut off by a huge male hand that came from behind and forcefully shoved something cold and rubbery between her lips, something that made her eyes go wide open in shock, her cheeks to puff out instantly to the size of softballs and her arms to shot up in confusion before she started screaming in distress...

"MPHMHPHPHHH?!? MHPMPHPMHH?!?"

The woman's protests came out muffled as after she noticed down past the bulge of her own cheeks, she saw a thick black rubber hose coming out of her mouth and then she started feeling an immense pressure building up inside her body as she realized that she was being inflated like a balloon. Bob stood behind her smiling as the man lifted u the tank with both tanks and let go of the curled up hose that feel to the ground while he kept noticing his revenge plan being perfectly executed and Emmie's form as it started to rapidly become wider and curvier...

"MPHMHPMPHPHHHHH!!!"

The woman moaned as she saw the mounds of her own cleavage now expanding and extending upwards and side-wards from her own tank top, stretching the thing around her inflating boob orbs and she felt her shorts get tighter and tighter as the poor thing had now to put up with the strain of an inflating belly that was reaching the size of a beach ball, and a pair of thighs and buttocks that kept expanding and widening at the same rate, both her legs now thickened up and shinning like balloons...

"MHPMHPHMPPMHPHHHHH!!! MPHPHMPMHPHPHHHH!!!"

Emmie kept yelling in shock and due to all the distressful pressure building up inside of her ballooning body, her tits now having reached the size of basket balls, her belly the size of a beach ball and her legs now looking like pool rafts, before she instinctively reached out and grabbed the hose sticking out of her inflating face and pulled...

"MHPMHMPPHHH?!?!?"

The woman wondered in horrific surprise as to her shock the hose did not come out of her lips but instead her ballooning face elongated and deformed with each pull, her entire front now deforming cartoonishly like some rubbery prop's visage, nose extending, ballooned up cheeks becoming conical while her full lips kept being stuck firmly in place around the hose. And as she repeatedly kept tugging and pulling on the thing, her face elongating and deforming further with each pull but her entire body still rapidly inflating and expanding like a curvaceous blimp, it was at that time that Bob walked up from behind her, her aggressor now revealing his identity with a sadistic smile on his face, the gas tank still tight in his one arm while with the other he reached inside his shorts' pocket and fished out a small vial container...

"Surprise BITCH!!!"

The man yelled straight at his inflating girlfriend's face as Emmie's eyes went even wider at the realization that Bob was behind this whole thing and she was now at the mercy of his on-going revenge, before the man continued...

"No use in pulling it out, Emmie! It ain't going nowhere, it's Super-Glued!!!"

The man yelled in ecstasy before lifting up the vial that read 'Super Glue' on it's side for her to see, the horrified woman instantly letting go of the hose she was holding, the acceptance that she could not pull out the damn hose and keep inflating larger and wider with each passing second, now hitting her like a hammer hits the anvil...

"You thought i 'd put all this behind us, babe?!? Not in this life! Now, let's see how big you can get before this tank gets empty... Hahaha!!!"

Bob yelled, his eyes seeing red at Emmie finally getting what she deserved for treating him like this a week ago, the woman's bloated face terrified, her widened eyes pinned to the vial he was holding while her entire body was now rapidly inflating like a blimp, her arms and shoulders expanding and thickening up, her tits the size of beach balls, her belly the size of a weather balloon, her legs and buttocks now resembling bean bag chairs in size, while the noise of her protesting moans and gas hissing kept intensifying in the air...

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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