Inflate Town Full

Inflate Town.

Amy cursed as she turned the corner. “Almost out of gas.” She rolled her eyes. “And I am in the middle of nowhere.” She put her elbow on the side of the open window. “I don’t have time for this. I have a conference to get to.” She tapped on her Wayfinder. “Stupid thing, why can’t you find the interstate.”

The GPS device spoke in an irritating robotic voice. Trying to locate satellite. Please wait.

Amy took her pale hands off the wheel. “You have been saying that for the last half hour. I have been driving around in these damned woods trying to help you out.” Her long dark bangs fell in front of her face. “I don’t have any idea where I am at. Now help me get out of here already.”

Trying to locate satellite. Please wait.

“Ugh. Useless thing.” Amy turned her head, and through the gaps in her hair, she could see a large wooden sign approaching fast. “Fuck!” She quickly grabbed the wheel and slammed onto the brakes. “No, no, no!”

Her SUV skidded to a stop, the tires making an ear-wrenching sound. The sign came closer and closer, and Amy closed her eyes.  Craarck.  She opened one eye to see the large sign as it towered before her, slowly teetering back and forth. Printed on the front of it was Welcome to Helonswood. The rustic center of the United States. You will never want to leave.  The sign fell towards her vehicle and then back and forward again.

“Oh no. Please stop.” Against Amy’s please, the sign fell down and crushed the hood of her SUV. She winced at the damage. “Oh fuck.” She opened the door and walked out to the front of her vehicle. “This is just great.” She ran her hand along the dented hood. “How am I supposed to get to the conference now?” She kicked her tire. “Oww. Stupid thing.”

Amy turned her head as she heard a siren coming down the road. “Now what?”

She watched as a police cruiser slowly approached and pulled to a stop next to her. A mountain of a man stepped out with short amber hair and eyes. He looked down at her with a glare. “What is going on here?”

Amy gulped. “I umm.” She pulled at her arm. “Having a bit umm trouble.”

He looked at her vehicle. “I can see that.” He crossed his arms. “Are we being a bit vandalos today?”

Amy shook her hands. “No. I just lost control.”

“Likely story.” He pulled out a piece of paper.

“What is that?”

“Writing you up some tickets to start off with.”

“Tickets? I don’t have time for tickets.”

He reached out and grabbed her by the collar of her shirt. “You know I am a bit sick and tired of people like you.”

“Huh?”

“Out of towners. You think you can come here and wreck out town. We have a nice and quiet place. We like it here the way it is.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Just take the ticket to the clerk in town and get it sorted out. Ok?”

“But. . .”

The officer dropped her onto the ground. “Just accept that you might have to do some time for what you did to this sign. Stop pushing it, ok.”

Amy gulped. “Ok.” She slowly stood back up. “Can I have the ticket?”

“Oh right.” The officer looked at his notepad. “I forgot to even write it. Give me a moment.” Amy rolled her eyes as he ripped off the piece of paper. “Here you are.”

Amy took the slip. “Thank you.” She looked at the yellow piece of paper.  Malicious destruction of public property. Talking back to an officer. One week community service.

She looked up at him. “My SUV is trashed. So I assume that I am going to get a ride to town in your cruiser?”

He shook his head. “Nope.” He walked over to his car. “You walk from here. And I suggest that you do add on to your sentence.” He stepped inside his car, his head almost unable to fit into the vehicle. “Now, have a good day. See you soon.” The officer sped off into the distance.

“Hey. Who is going to come and get my vehicle?” Amy sighed and put her hands into her pockets. “Great.” She kicked a nearby pebble. “I guess I walk from here.” She looked down at her grey slacks and began her trek towards town.

***

About an hour later, Amy arrived at the edge of Helonswood. “Finally.

The battery in my phone is about to run dry.” She slid it into the back pocket of her slacks. “I can’t get any reception out here anyway.” She took a deep breath and pushed forward.

“What a strange town they have here.” She looked at the different types of stores they had as she made her way towards the clerk's office. “Johns adult book store. Andy’s Fancy Warehouse. The Diner back. Kinky's Hideout?” She raised an eyebrow. “What kind of place is this? And just where is everyone?”

She turned her head to see the county clerk's office. “Ugh, finally.” Amy took a deep breath and walked forward. “I can just head in and get this over with. I don’t have a good feeling about this place.”

She pushed the door open, and a chill ran down her spine. “Hello?” She turned her head to the left and right. “Anyone here? I am looking to see someone about some tickets.”

A tan-skinned woman in a blue pair of overalls jumped in front of Amy. “Hello and welcome to Helonswood.” She narrowed her blue eyes at Amy. “Are you new around here?”

“Umm, yes. I am just passing through.”

The woman’s eyes went dark. “Oh really. What are you here for?”

Amy pulled out her ticket. “I umm had a little incident on the edge of town.”

The woman snatched the ticket out of Amy’s hands. “Hey.”

“Hmm, so I see that you tried to destroy some of our property and resisted an officer.”

“It doesn’t say that.”

She slammed her hand down onto the table. “Don’t talk back.”

“Sorry.”

“You have one week of community service.” She turned around and waved her hand.

“Follow me.”

Amy shrugged and put her hands into her pockets. “Ok. So what does this entail? Do I have to pick up trash on the side of the road?”

They walked into the next room. “Close the door behind you.” Amy did as she was told. “Things work a bit differently here in Helonswood.” She crossed her arms. “Just wait here. I will be right back.” She walked through the door on the other side of the room.

Amy sat down in the wooden chair and sighed. “This is so weird. First chance I get, I am going to run for it. I don’t like this town.” She shivered. “These people are so weird.”

A few minutes later, the woman reappeared with a plate of cookies in her hand. Amy stood back up in confusion. “I don’t get it. Why are you bringing me, sweets?”

“Like I said, things work differently here in Helonswood.” She put the tray down on the small table in the center of the room. “You will find that there are seven cookies here, one for each of the days of your community service.”

“What does that mean?”

She stood up and walked to the door. “Eat each cookie, and you will be ready for your community service for the week. Now I have other business to attend to. You will be able to get to work after you have the sweets.” She closed the door and left.

Amy looked down at the cookies in confusion. “I don’t get it. This place is so weird.” She picked up one of the cookies. “How does a cookie help me do community service?” She flipped it over. “It doesn’t look special or anything. “Hugh. I guess I should try and eat it, though. I doubt they are going to let me out until I humor them.”

Amy took a bite out of the chocolate goodie. “Mhmm. This is good. If they were trying to poison me, they could have done worse.” She quickly finished off the first treat and licked her lips. “That is a good cookie. Phew.” Amy put her right hand on her chest. “I feel hot all of a sudden.” She turned her head. “I wish there was a window or something in here.”

She bent over and picked up the next cookie. “Ok. Down the hatch. Mhhm”

Her skin began to crawl, and sweat dripped down her neck. “Oh wow.” She ran her hands down her chest. “I feel so weird.” She blinked her eyes as her nipples hardened. “So weird and hot.”

Amy reached for another cookie. “These things are so damn good, though.” She gleefully devoured the next goodie. “And they make me feel so warm.” Amy smiled. “They should think of giving these away when people come into town.” She picked up another cookie. “It could put this place onto the map.” Amy took another bite. “I would love to order some of these things.” Her eyes rolled upward as she swallowed. “Ohh, they are sooo good. It is like a party in my mouth that spreads throughout my body.”

She quickly ate the remaining cookies and then sat down in the chair. “Ahh, that was so good.” Amy put her hands in her lap and took a deep breath in. “My body feels so warm and fuzzy.” She flexed her hands. “I have never felt like this before. Everything feels so wonderful and light.” She giggled. “I want more of those cookies.”

Her clothes suddenly felt tight. “Oh.” She looked down at her blue blouse. “I feel really funny now.” Amy put her hand on her chest. “What is happening?”

Buttons began to burst from her chest and relieve some of the pressure building inside her body. “Ouff. My body is blowing up like a balloon.” She closed her eyes. “But why do I still feel so good?” She groaned as another button snapped off her body. “Ohhhh.”

Shrrripppp. Amy looked down to see giant tears forming in her slacks. “Oh no.” She put her hands on the table. “I need to get out of these damn constricting clothes.” She put her hands onto her hips and slid her pants onto the ground as her inflating chest broke the remaining buttons on her blouse. “Oh god. My boobs are huge.” After she stepped out of her pants, she touched her breasts and groaned. “And so sensitive. Ohhhh.”

Amy fell to the ground. “I don’t know what is happening, but this feels soo good. My skin, my breasts.” She ran her hand over her swollen rear end. “Even my butt.” She threw her blouse off to the side. “I have never felt so alive.”

As she ran her hands along her body, she felt a strange smooth sensation close to her groin. Amy giggled. “That is strange. It feels so nice and smooth down there.” She rubbed herself in ecstasy at the sensation which rocketed through her body. “Smoother than I could ever get it in my life. Almost like plastic.”

Her eyes went wide. “Plastic?” Amy jumped to her feet and looked down at her legs. “Oh my god, there is plastic down there.” She rubbed her thighs. “And it’s spreading. What is going on?” She walked over to the door. “Hello? I am having a bad reaction to your food.

Can someone help me?”

Amy threw up her arms. “Great.” She looked down; the strange coating ran all the way down to her knees. She ran her hands over her thighs. “Wow, it feels so smooth. Ohhh and soo good.” She fell down onto her knees. “Why does it make my skin feel so good?”

Her legs began to feel light as the transformation traveled downward towards her feet. “Ok. Maybe I should try and do something to stop this?” She pressed down on her legs. “They are so full of air.”

The strange plastic began to creep up her chest. Amy jumped to her feet, her body gently bouncing up and down. “Ok, I need some help.” She put her hands onto her boobs as they inflated even larger. “Ohh god! Good dolly!”

Amy put her hands over her mouth. “What did I just say?” She giggled. “I am not a dolly.” She shook her head. “But I feel so fuzzy, and my body is so sensitive.” She grasped her boobs and giggled. “I want someone to squeeze me.”

She blinked. “Snap out of it.” She took a deep breath. “All of this air is going to your head.” She took a deep breath. “Sensuous Amy swelling big for lover.” She shook her head. “No.”

Her fingers began to travel downward towards her vigina. “My body is so sensitive, though.” She giggled. “Dolly has to be sensitive for maximum loving.”

Amy stopped giggling as her hand reached her pussy. “Huh.” Her finger ran along the interior of her vagina. “It feels just like a dolls.” She suddenly giggled. “Of course. A hole for lover.” Her plastic finger began to lift away from her groin on its own.

“I can’t move my arms anymore.” She shook her head. “Or my legs.” The plastic had almost reached her head. “Someone. Anyone out there.” She smiled. “I want some loving in here.” Amy giggled.

She took a deep breath. “I need to get a hold of myself.” Her fingers began to separate. “I need to think.” Amy giggled. “Why think. Dolly just wants to fuck and love.” Her feet lifted off the ground. “So full of air. So full of love.”

Her hair began to harden into one giant glob. Amy’s eyes darted from side to side as the plastic closed in on her. “Dolly ready to love.” Every time she tried to close her mouth was more challenging than the last. “Ready. . . to. . . love.” Her mouth became round, pink, and circular as she let out one last giggle. Lastly, Amy blinked one last time before her eyes turned a still blue.

***

A week later, Amy opened her eyes in the back of a strange shop. “Ugh, what happened?” She stood up and looked around. “There doesn’t appear to be anyone around.” She pushed the cardboard box off of her. “I guess I should get out of here.” She dusted herself off. “And find some clothes.”

She narrowed her eyes at her arm. “What is this? Expiration date Saturday 10-10. Doll number 200.” She scratched at her smooth as butter hair. “What does that mean?” Amy sighed.

“I don’t care. I just want out of this strange town. I do wonder if they have more of those cookies, though. I am starving.”

Amy put her hands over her mouth. “What did I just say?” She giggled. “I am not a dolly.” She shook her head. “But I feel so fuzzy, and my body is so sensitive.” She grasped her boobs and giggled. “I want someone to squeeze me.”

She blinked. “Snap out of it.” She took a deep breath. “All of this air is going to your head.” She took a deep breath. “Sensuous Amy swelling big for lover.” She shook her head. “No.”

Her fingers began to travel downward towards her vigina. “My body is so sensitive, though.” She giggled. “Dolly has to be sensitive for maximum loving.”

Amy stopped giggling as her hand reached her pussy. “Huh.” Her finger ran along the interior of her vagina. “It feels just like a dolls.” She suddenly giggled. “Of course. A hole for lover.” Her plastic finger began to lift away from her groin on its own.

“I can’t move my arms anymore.” She shook her head. “Or my legs.” The plastic had almost reached her head. “Someone. Anyone out there.” She smiled. “I want some loving in here.” Amy giggled.

She took a deep breath. “I need to get a hold of myself.” Her fingers began to separate. “I need to think.” Amy giggled. “Why think. Dolly just wants to fuck and love.” Her feet lifted off the ground. “So full of air. So full of love.”

Her hair began to harden into one giant glob. Amy’s eyes darted from side to side as the plastic closed in on her. “Dolly ready to love.” Every time she tried to close her mouth was more challenging than the last. “Ready. . . to. . . love.” Her mouth became round, pink, and circular as she let out one last giggle. Lastly, Amy blinked one last time before her eyes turned a still blue.