The Ballooning House (Infinite Ending)

In this POV story, you are a blonde female with her heart set on being among the greatest in history.

Here I am with the chance of a lifetime. A lot of weird things have been happening around the city lately, and I wanted to step up, resolve them, and get the spotlight. But I kept getting beaten to the punch. Well, today is the day that all changes, because I found a paranormal problem nobody ever solved yet. Rumors have been going around about a super wide, super tall house just appearing out of fields and parking lots and reservoir. They say the house can be destroyed one day, only to be repaired the very next. Nobody ever ends up dying in there, but they also say that anybody daring enough to go into this house was blown up like a balloon before they even get their chance to talk about it. I figured if I negotiated with the owner of this ghost house without being a part of that other part of the rumor, it wouldn’t appear so often, and I’ll be one step closer to being a well known legend. Without a second thought, I head inside.

I was expecting a bunch of rooms and booby traps, but all I see is one completely empty house. No furniture, no rooms, no stairs or bleachers or floors, nothing. Just one huge space in one huge house. Maybe it’s just the worst design sense. Or maybe there isn’t supposed to be someone here. I suddenly had a hunch that what if it’s just one of those things that goes away as soon as it comes here. You can’t even negotiate with an inanimate object, anyway.

I decide to walk back outside to rethink my plans, but then the door slams shut on me. Looks like my hunch was right. The house has a mind of its own, and now it has me locked in. The house then emits some kind of purple gas all over the place from the vents way up top. I mistake it as poison, but then my belly begins to stretch. The house was actually making me swell like a balloon!

Aw, I never should’ve come here. What do I do now? If this keeps up, I doubt I’ll be able to move anywhere for at least a while. All moments of opportunity would end up being postponed.

My breasts blow up like beach balls right before my eyes. Then my butt swells big enough for me to just turn around and see it. Putting your arms and hands all over my body, they keep moving outwards as I continue to inflate. Everything about me really did feel like balloons.

You know, after thinking this all over, maybe coming in this house wasn’t an all bad idea after all. Everything feels so big and tight, yet so good…

The house keeps emitting its gases all over me. My breasts, butt, and belly swell bigger and bigger. I suddenly start to feel a tingling feeling on my arms, legs, and back. Then, with a loud FWOOMP!, I became an orb with bloated appendages.

This...This is perfect! There’s nobody around that can compare me now. Soon there will be NOTHING around. I have to keep growing! MORE!!

In my eagerness to keep growing, I start to inhale and swallow the gas being emitted around the house. At first, nothing seemed to happen apart from a weird gurgling feeling. But then, a huge amount of pressure starts to fill me up faster than before. Seconds later, I can feel my head touch the roof of the house. By now, I must be so big, I filled up every space available in the empty, empty house, and now I’m starting to outgrow it altogether. The only thing I can do now is brace for the inevitable as my body inflates bigger, bigger, and bigger still, until…

*KRASH!!!!!*

The house is now reduced to rubble for the day, with me in the midst of it, blown up bigger than a hot air balloon and still growing. I’m getting so big so fast. I can already feel myself casting a shadow over the entire city. The purple gas just keeps blowing me up from the inside. In the next 10 minutes, I find myself at the peak of Earth’s atmosphere, and now I have all of space to grow.

Whether or not I become famous for this, it was so worth it.