Inflating Jay: Part 2

Part 2 of yesterday's story!

Poll ends tomorrow night! C:  https://www.patreon.com/posts/40198773  Slime vore is winning, but tail vore is catching up!

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 Instead of going to her refrigerator, Victoria walked behind Jay.  Where was she going—perhaps her oven or microwave?  He heard the sound of an oven being lit, then the clanging sound of a pot.  Victoria was back there for a few minutes, and then, she returned to him with a steaming skillet.
“Ta-da~!” she said, taking off the lid.  A large assembly of sausages and fried eggs were revealed, and Jay gasped.  The sausages were truly /huge/, some as thick as his arm, and the eggs were also enormous, with yolks as big as his eye.  Where on earth had Victoria found these?
“Where did you get that?” he ventured to ask.
“I have a . . . very reliable supplier,” the Reshiram replied, smiling.  “They make the biggest breakfast foods I know—and I /love/ stuffing them down people’s throats.”
She reached behind her into a drawer, and pulled out a fork.  “Open wide, sweetheart,” she said, licking her lips.  “It’s breakfast time.”
He obeyed, tilting his head up as instructed, and suddenly an enormous sausage was inside his maw, stuffed between his cheeks and filling him up entirely.  For a moment Jay was tempted to see if he could swallow the entire thing down his throat—but no, it was probably too thick.  He would have to break it down, wouldn’t he?
The dog sighed and bit into the sausage—and proceeded to taste some of the best food he’d ever eaten.  A slight bit of juice gushed out as he chewed, savoring the well-seasoned and expertly-cooked meat.  He sighed in delight with each bite, chomping down the massive sausage into little pieces, enjoying each and every one.  Jay actually felt sad when he had to swallow the sausage down, though delight filled him again when he realized there were still quite a few left in the skillet—and he couldn’t wait.
“Good boy,” Victoria cooed, smiling as his stomach grew.  “Now, how about a fried egg?”
Before Jay could answer she was dangling one over his head, and he opened his maw to receive it, waiting eagerly.  The Reshiram dropped the food inside, and Jay chewed.
He could break down the egg quite easily, since it wasn’t as thick as the sausage, but it was still quite bit.  As he chewed, he found himself delighting in a series of spices, different from the meat but of similar flavor, and when he bit into the yolk, a liquidy center gushed out onto his tongue!  This was, honestly, a delightful eating experience.
And he couldn’t wait for more.
“Ooo, you’re really enjoying that,” Victoria noted, stabbing some more sausage with her fork.  “I guess I’ll have to give you more then, huh cutie?”  Jay nodded, and she smiled.  “Alrighty then—wish granted~!”
She proceeded to stuff him full of breakfast food, filling him up with sausage and eggs.  At first she would give him just one piece at a time, and then watched him make his way through it—especially the big sausages, which would take quite a while to chew.  But then she gave him more than one, stuffing his mouth with two eggs, or two sausages, or one sausage and one egg!  Each time, his cheeks were pushed out to the brim, and Jay had to make every bite carefully in order to break down the food.
And that wasn’t even looking at his stomach’s growth!  It expanded every time he swallowed, and grew more with the sausage, inflating more and more.  Now Jay was visibly feeling the growth—each stretch sent vibrations up his chest, making a tingle of joy run down his spine.  His stomach was being pushed to the brim, brought right to its breaking point.  And the dog relished it, loved it, and pushed it further and further.
For the final bite, Victoria shoved three sausages onto the fork, and placed the large tubes of meat between Jay’s lips, smiling as they disappeared between them.  His mouth was left partially open thanks to the sausages, and his cheeks were stretched more than ever!  The dog took it step by step, bite by bite, chewing the three meat slabs more carefully and more slowly than ever.  He was eager to get the giant portion down his throat and into his giant stomach—fuck, he wanted to be bigger already!  But he knew he had to take it steadily and be patient.  Just break it down, just a bit more. . .
. . . And finally, it was complete.  The three massive sausages were reduced to bite-sized chunks inside his mouth, and he began to swallow, taking it gulp by gulp, until all of the food went down his throat and into his stomach.  Jay opened his mouth and let out a happy gasp, then impatiently looked down at his stomach.
Holy shit.  It was truly massive now.  His stomach was so inflated that it burgeoned out from in front of him, traveling past his chest and almost reaching his chin in height, stretched so far out that it was unbelievable.  He could fit four whole watermelons in there and still have space to fit other food!  And inside his soft, fat stomach, he could feel all the cake, sausage, and eggs moving around inside, slushing around as his belly gurgled. . .
“Excellent,” Victoria said, running her hands along his big gut.  He sighed in contentment at her touch, and she smiled.  “Now, I’m going to help you digest this monstrosity.  Are you ready?”
“Aw . . . oh. . .”  Jay frowned.  “D-Do we have to digest it?  I kinda like it. . .”  He blushed.
The Reshiram let out a friendly laugh.  “Don’t worry.  I’m going to fill you up with something else.”  She smirked.  “But I can’t do that until your stomach is clear.  What do you think?  Do you trust me?”
The dog didn’t hesitate for a second.  “Of course I trust you,” he replied, bashfully looking away.  “You’ve been feeding me all this time. . . I’m sure you got something great in mind.”
“Good.”  Victoria smiled.  “Then let’s help you digest this mass of food. . .”
She walked forward and put her arms around his belly, hugging it and smashing her own fat stomach into his.  Then, the Reshiram began her signature move: a super effective belly massage.
Jay sighed and leaned back, closing his eyes at the amazing sensation.  From her years of experience feeding other people and feeding herself, Victoria was /incredible/ at giving belly massages.  She kneaded the skin carefully, making her way around the tummy at a good pace, but not rushing.  The feeling of her fingers gently pinching and tickling skin made the dog’s stomach gurgle and growl under her hands, and it gave the best feeling to the massage’s recipient.
She started at the bottom of his stomach, rubbing the base gently, smirking when she noticed Jay’s erect penis and “accidently” letting her hand skim against it.  Then she made her way up the sides, rubbing each area until she could hear the stomach audibly respond, letting out grunts and growls as digestion inside began to speed up.  Since the sides were the biggest area, she had to spend quite a bit of time there, massaging and rubbing them all over, pressing her hands against the skin.  Victoria took her sweet time, enjoying herself as she helped break down the food inside, and especially enjoying Jay’s reaction (and the reaction from his dick, which was dripping with precum).
And then, finally, she made her way to the top of the stomach, right underneath the dog’s chin.  This time, instead of simply rubbing, she pressed her hands down in the skin, leaving imprints of her palms for just a moment before they faded away.  She continued to press up and down the belly, leaving disappearing prints everywhere as she made her way around it, and Jay moaned at the sensation—the gentle force she was using was /amazing/, and he loved it.  The Reshiram smiled at his reaction, and then continued, squeezing the belly with her hands.
It grunted and growled even more at the force, as if protesting her actions.  When Victoria was done with that step, she gave one big push at the center of Jay’s stomach, pressing in for a few seconds before releasing.  Then she took a step back, and waited.
For a few seconds, there was nothing, and Jay tilted his head, confused.  He opened his mouth to ask what she was waiting for, but at that moment, his belly let out a loud /GROOOOWLLLL!/  He gasped at the sound—he didn’t think his stomach was capable of making such a noise!—and watched in awe as his gut squeezed in on the food inside, and then shrunk, just slightly.
“Looking good,” Victoria said, giving Jay a smile.  “Let’s keep going.”
And so she continued the process, massaging his entire stomach in slow, methodical pinches and presses, giving belly rubs when she felt she needed to.  Jay just leaned back and enjoyed the ride, watching his friend squash his stomach with her hands, moving them all around his gut in order to help break down the food.  Every few minutes, his belly would let out another loud /GROOOOWLLL/, and then it would shrink a little bit more, right before his eyes.  Soon enough, it was below his neck, and quickly reducing down to his chest.  The dog wondered when his stomach would be back to its normal size—it was actually going to happen!
That’s when the sweet talk began.  “Look at you, breaking down all that food,” the Reshiram cooed as she squeezed Jay’s stomach.  “Such a big boy you are—/my/ big boy, at that.  I love helping my big boy break down such a big meal.  Do you like it, too?”
“Y-Yes,” Jay stammered, letting out happy noises as she massaged his gut.
There was another /GROOOOWLLL/, and then Victoria continued, “I’ve feed you /such/ a delicious meal, after all—a tasty dessert, and the best breakfast a big boy could ask for.  And now that you’ve devoured all of it, all that’s left to do is to digest this wonderful feast. . .”
She smushed her hands against his stomach, and Jay cried out, loving the sensation immensely.  More precum dripped from his dick; he was being brought closer and closer to the edge.  But he wasn’t over it yet.  No, Victoria would assure that he wouldn’t be over the edge until the very last moment—right after he was inflated for the last time.
Jay’s stomach shrank further and further, going down from his chest and back to its regular position.  It went from massive, to huge, to big, to ball-sized, to bowl-sized.  Victoria just had a little bit more massaging to do, and then. . .!
Suddenly, Jay realized that he felt /normal/ again.  He looked down at his belly—and gasped, realizing it had returned to his normal size.  Once again he wanted to run his fingers across it, but with his bound hands, he couldn’t.  Victoria saw the desire in his eyes, however, and did it for him.
She reached out and pressed her palm against his belly, which was now completely emptied of food.  “Look at that,” the Reshiram said smoothly, giving her friend a smile.  “You’re all back to normal size.  Good for you.”
“But not for long, right?” Jay asked quickly, blurting the words out.  He blushed.  “You said you were going to fill me up with something else. . .”
“So I did.”  Victoria laughed.  “Good for you for remembering.  Yes, I did have something else to fill you with.  But it’s not food or drink this time. . .”
She walked out of the kitchen for a moment, leaving Jay staring at the doorway waiting for her.  When she reemerged, the Reshiram was carrying a large tank of air, with a tube attached to it.
“I want to inflate you with this,” she said, smirking.  “You ready?”
Jay stared at the air tank, his mind filling with desire.  He had been showered in soda, stuffed with food, and now he would be filled with air!  This just kept getting better and better, didn’t it?
“I’m ready,” Jay said, nodding at his friend.
“Good,” replied Victoria.  “Take a deep breath, then open your mouth.  You’ll have to breathe through your nose.”
A happy shiver ran down Jay’s spine, and he opened his maw wide, ready for the experience.  Victoria walked forward and placed the tube in his mouth, letting it go to the back of his throat.  “Now close,” she ordered, and he closed his mouth, sealing his lips around the tube.
The Reshiram reached down to the air tank, and flipped a switch.  Then the inflation began.
It started out slow.  Jay could feel something gushing through the tube, running down and pouring down his throat, toward his stomach.  Panting through his nose, he realized it was the air, and his heart skipped a beat.
The air landed in his stomach, and he felt it go from flat to circular almost immediately, growing slowly as more and more air entered it.  He went from panting to gasping at the sensation—how big would his belly get this time?  Glancing at the tube, Jay started to realize just how large it was.  Would his stomach get bigger than it had before?  Only time would be able to tell.
Victoria smiled as Jay began to inflate, loving watching her friend grow.  She set the tank of air down on the floor, letting it keep going, and walked in front of him.  As his belly inflated, she pressed her breasts against it, tracing her nipples across his fur.
Jay cried out, the duel sensations driving him crazy, and his tail began to wag again.  His erection dripped with precum.  Undeterred, his stomach kept growing, returning to ball-sized in less than a minute.  And it was only getting bigger. . .
Victoria kept going, running her boobs along the growing stomach.  Then she pressed her own inflated stomach against Jay’s, feeling the soda slosh inside her gut as she did so.  “You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you?” she teased, rubbing both breasts and belly against him, knowing just how much she was stimulating her inflating friend.
Jay barely had enough time to nod before he cried out again, extraordinarily aroused.  The air kept pumping inside his belly, and it just kept growing; fuck, it just kept growing!  Now it was big, reaching his chest and getting bigger.  He loved the sensation as the air traveled down his throat and came into his stomach—it was a rush of wind that tossed and turned about once it entered that final space.  In other words, it felt amazing.
Jay closed his eyes and tried to catch his breath—Victoria rubbing against his stomach was getting amazingly intense—and when he opened his eyes, his gut had reached his chin!  And it was still going!  Jay gasped as his inflated belly pressed against his face, growing and undeterred by anything, a force to be reckoned with.  Even he didn’t know how big it was going to get, or how much air was left in the tank.  And Victoria kept pressing against him, increasing his arousal and working up his dick more and more.  
He was being pushed further and further to the edge—just as Victoria planned.  She smiled and squashed her breasts and belly against her friend’s stomach, doing everything she could to make him horny.  From the ways he was panting, and the blush spread across his face, it was definitely working.  She smiled and brought her hands into the action, hugging his inflated stomach, pressing her fingers against it.  With that added, he was panting harder, until Jay finally. . .!
Cum shot out of the dog’s dick, squirting against his massive stomach and dropping onto the floor.  He didn’t come quietly, but with a loud, aroused cry, that shot out of his lips and seemed to echo around Victoria’s kitchen.  The Reshiram smiled, and squashed her breasts harder against him at the height of it, feeling the belly inflate further.  Once he was done, she let go of him, listening to him pant, and bent down, switching off the air tank.
“Well,” she said, standing back up, “you certainly had fun there, didn’t you?”
Jay blushed.  “Yes,” he admitted, his voice squeaky.
“Relax,” she soothed him, reaching out and running a hand down his stomach.  “You should be proud of this big boy—I’m glad you lasted this far.”
The dog smiled.  “Me too.”
His stomach was much bigger than it was before—it had reached far above his face, and could probably hold him and Victoria inside of it at this huge size.  The inflated stomach hung in front of Jay like a balloon, absolutely full of air.  When he breathed in and out, it would shrink and grow slightly, reacting to him, and he wondered if he could blow the air out of the stomach. . .
“We’ll have to get that out of you too,” Victoria said.  She gave him a smile.  “I must say you look absolutely scrumptious with a stomach like that.  But don’t worry, it won’t take much to revert back to normal.”
Jay was almost disappointed—he had really enjoyed the experience of being fattened up and inflated, and didn’t want it to end.  But all good things had to come to an end, as the saying went.  And so, he simply nodded.  “Ok.  I understand.  Um, Victoria.”
“Yes?”
“Thank you.”
“Of course, my friend.”