Phoebe's Gaseous Grandeur (Patreon)

Phoebe's Gaseous Grandeur!

Commissioned Work.

Release Date : August 5, 2023.

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Phoebe's Gaseous Grandeur :

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"Mprpmhhhgh?!?"

Phoebe moaned after noticing a significant increase of the incoming pressure, a new tripled wave of gas now entering her swollen cheeks steadily, her brows frowning in what now seemed to be worry, a replaced state from the smiling one she had seconds earlier, you turning back to face her from after turning the yellow tank behind her to full blast and not wanting to loose a second of this holy spectacle, being one of your greatest internet crashes now inflating herself just for you on a sunny beach....

"Let's speed things up a bit, girl... After all, what's a date worth without a decent sized hot air blimp? Heh...."

You whispered to her right after showing up from her side, the grin of utter bliss shinning on your face as not only did Phoebe shared the same fetish with you - and participating in it as the inflatee - but you had her in just the exact situation were you wanted her, and all that after a small talk about balloons and a small dare that urged her to prove things to you, things that were now turning rapidly and overly-pressurized against her. Phoebe Fellowes was one of your - if not THE - hottest internet obsessions, and once you not only took part in the subscriber rafle she held out the other day but also won it, the prize of going out on a one on one date with her the start of your dreams coming true, with the inflation element being the heavenly continuation of a fantasy coming to life in the most unimaginable ways, the hot girl now moaning in apparent distress by the extreme amounts of light gas that were forcing themselves inside of her after she herself shoved the tank's hose in her mouth to prove her point of actually loving inflation, not of course knowing that she was dealing with a wicked fetishist, who had a thing for extreme sizes and rapid progressions to get there as well....

"MMPHMPHMPHPMHPMHMPHPHHHH!!!!"

Phoebe then moaned as the rate of her inflation had now tripled, her cheeks billowing out further on her swollen face, a pair of skin-colored mini-blimps attached to her frowned face while the previously hot pose of her actually pushing her cleavage together for you to enjoy the initial parts of her inflation, was now turning into a huge task, the woman struggling to keep her massively inflating mammaries under control in her over-strained top, the pair of airy orbs that were her boobs, were now pushing out and over its openings and into the open air of the beach like a pair of overflowing party blimps the size of  beach balls, her yellow bikini looking as if it was literally painted on her inflating boob-skin on either side, its poor fabric stretching and creaking under such an immense pressure of expanding hotness from within....

"Now don't get me wrong, Phoebs... You did prove your point, you really ARE into inflating yourself! You just don't do it fast enough, girl... And as the privileged sub that got on a date with you, i suppose you don't mind me choosing how big and how fast i want you to get to the size of an actual hot-air blimp, do you now? Heh...."

You said to her in a smug tone, the teasing irony audible on your voice, the hearing of the phrase 'Hot Air Blimp' filling poor Phoebe with dread as the girl widened her eyes in terrified surprise at your intentions, her pupils going crossed for a second at the implication of the massive size she would have to get to satisfy you, let alone the fear of actually getting to such a never-before-attempted massive size of a floating blimp that would get to float over the sunny sands of that breezy morning....

"MPHPMHPMHPMHPMPMHHHH!!!! MPMHMPHPMPMHPHMPHPMHPHHHH!!!"

She moaned and groaned, the screeching and the rubbery cacophony emanating from her ballooning form now filling your hearing periphery, the woman's belly now surging forth and looking like an overstuffed ball of gaseous grandeur, bigger than a yoga ball in size as it kept pushing her boob-blimps upwards towards her trembling chin and fattened cheeks, her legs now a pair of over-bloated masses full of gas as her thighs kept bumping out of her mini-jeans confines like ballooning hills from all sides, the shadow of the tree-trunks that were her legs covering larger and larger portions of the hot sand beneath her as her buttocks protruded backwards, a pair of massively inflating orbs of expanding as that were both facing the sea....

"I hope you DO reach the size of a hot air blimp since i DO feel like going on a hot ride over the beach with you, Phoebe! I really DO hope you do, since i do worry about those intensyfying creaking noises coming from all over your body, and i definitely do NOT want you to POP!!! Or do i...? Heh..."

You said sarcastically, your words making the inflating girl panic even more as she realized your intentions, her chubby arms started flailing up and down helplessly as she could not reach to pull the hose out of her mouth with all that mass of inflating boobs in-between, her moans of distress getting louder and angrier through the hose in her mouth and the balloon creaks getting louder and louder over both your ears, you lifting up your arms defensively against the imminent shower of rubbery Phoebe-shreds that were about to cover you and the whole surrounding beach spot....

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