After days of arduous training between missions, you part ways with your team and head back to your room to get some rest. Your kouhai, Mash Kyrielight, follows you in concern for your well-being. Figuring your room was well kept, you have no objections to unwinding with her.
The hallways ring peacefully quiet, bringing ease to the pair. As the two of you approach your room, a hissing sound permeates the air, growing louder as the distance closes. A chill runs down your spine. You turn to Mash and see her curious look. As she turns to you, you hear what sounds like balloons rubbing against one another, followed by a sexually charged high-pitched moan, interrupted by a squeaky burp.
Realizing the situation at hand as you approach the room door, your face grows pale. You feel ill, as if your soul left your body. You think, “Did I leave a video running? No, there should be headphones on the terminal and it should be locked.” Curiosity changes to concern, Mash grabs you and proceeds to help you in.
You are unable to protest as Mash tears open the door, and you are both greeted by what looks to be an overinflated doll, a cacophony of squeals and squeaks, and finally the scent of sex and helium wafting.
The two of you are greeted by Miyamoto Musashi, a busty, bubbly female saber that has the uncanny ability to jump through time and space, albeit unwillingly at times. Floating in the middle of the room, tethered by a helium tank’s hose in her ass still pumping its load into the swordswoman. Your view consists of a lady with a weather balloon belly, pink hair, billowing breasts, bloated puffy cheeks, and fluffy thighs and arms, slowly rotating from jets of gas spraying from her nipples.
Her voice breaks through the mix of sounds, shifting from her normal tone to a helium pitch as the gas is pumped in through her rear and released through her orifices: “Master, that you!? Oh, thank the Buddha you finally showed up. I feel like I’m gonna burst! I saw how stressed you’ve been looking and I-" she belches some helium, slightly deflating in the process. “Sorry,” she says, squeaking meekly. “I wanted to do something to help you unwind. One night, I… popped in and saw you asleep at your computer. You certainly have strange tastes, but I really wanted to help rejuvenate my cute master. So I lay in wait for you to leave, grabbed a helium tank and hose from storage, brought everything here, and proceeded to make your fantasy come true…”
The room continues to fill with helium from the pressurized balloon servant’s sweet releases. You see Musashi’s panties soaked & dripping, her spray bubbling, floating as helium permeates her nether region. One of her bubbles lands on your tongue, salty and sweet. In a squeaky, sultry voice, Musashi purrs. “You mind helping a woman out?”
You grab Mash, push her out the room, and slam the door!
Mash, a bit dizzy from the lingering helium and the last few minutes, squeaks out: “Senpai really loves balloons…”
Tags: breast expansion, belly expansion, body expansion, inflation, weightless, pleasure, video games
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Story by Skymaster |
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Artwork by StudioArieta-TZ |
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