Blueberry Ball - AI Story

She was huge - no, massive (as if that even described her size)!

Her formerly skinny frame had been blown up into a tight fifteen-foot sphere, the juice filling every inch of space inside her and pushing against the taut walls of her skin. The tiny red thong which was the only remnant of clothing left on her body did little to cover her modesty. If anything, it served to draw attention to the two perfectly rounded butt-cheeks peeking out between the straps. The rest of her was naked, though there wasn't much left to see besides her turgid, ballooned body. Even her perky breasts were gone; consumed by her own body as the pressure pushed them flat against the wall of her chest. All that remained of her former bust was two darker spots surrounded by plate sized splotches marking where her nipples used to lay. They stuck out obscenely from her and were clearly outlined in the skin of her chest due to the tightness of her form.

The juice had even stolen her limbs away from her! Each one was swallowed up by her body until all that remained were tiny hands and feet poking out of their respective divots. The divots themselves were so deep that she couldn't even wiggle her extremities, let alone use them in any meaningful manner. As far as anyone looking at her could tell, she had simply become a giant blue ball. A ball with a few extraneous features which marked what it once was.

A thin layer of sweat coated her body and caused her skin to glisten under the lights of the room. It had begun forming almost as soon as she started rounding out and showed no signs of abetting. Her cheeks had become permanently stained a crimson hue in a futile effort to release some of the heat built up inside her. Her blonde locks had been reduced to damp strands plastered across her head and down her back, ruined by the gallons of sweat pouring out of her.

At first it seemed like she might pop at any second, however time continued to pass without incident. Despite this, there was always a sense of danger emanating from her, as if her body were daring someone to poke it just to see what would happen.

All of these changes would have been bad enough on their own but combined together, the end result was too much for poor Veronica to bear. Her entire body quivered as wave after wave of pleasure radiated out from her center and washed over her. It felt like she was going to explode! Not in the literal sense of course. Although, if it meant the feelings coursing throughout her body right now would stop, then exploding didn't sound half bad. No, this was a different kind of explosion. Like something building itself up inside her bit by bit, pushing her closer to the edge each time before stopping just long enough to keep her from falling over. And then it would start again, teasing her with sweet release yet denying her the chance to actually reach it.

It was torture in its purest form.

Suddenly a new noise came to Veronica above the chorus of sloshing water, creaking skin, and moans escaping through her lips. It was small at first but gradually grew louder and louder over her pleading groans. After several moments of listening to the strange noise it finally dawned on her that it was...singing?

"Oompa Loompa doompety Doo

I've got another puzzle for you

Ooma Loompa doompededa dee

If you are wise you'll listen to me!"

What the fuck? That can't be right...right!?! Who the hell is singing at a time like this? I need help! Please, help me!!! Veronica tried screaming in an attempt to get whoever was singing to help her instead. What came out of her mouth shocked her to her core. "Ohhh mpph...oh god...ohhh mmmph...pleasshe!"

Where did that come from?!? I sound like such a stupid bimbo! Wait...it's the juice inside me! Oh god, the pressure is pinching my mouth shut! Why couldn't Wonka have warned me about this! I must look ridiculous sitting here chewing and moaning like a cow. Stop staring and HELP ME ALREADY!!!!

Unbeknownst to Veronica, Wonka had indeed warned her about the gum. However, in her haste to prove Wonka wrong she forgot all about that warning and focused entirely on the gum. She also failed to take note of the fine print on the contract stating that Wonka would not be held liable for any damages inflicted upon the signee during their tour. Whether they resulted from disregarding safety instructions or other means mattered not. Once the signee agreed to the terms laid out within said contract, they became the sole owner of any and all liabilities pertaining to injury both mental and physical which may occur as a direct result of actions taken during said tour. In layman's terms: you broke it, you bought it.

"Gum chewing's fine when it's all the time

It stops you from smoking and brightens your smile

But it'll spoil your dinner and make you fat and lazy

Which is why we recommend eating it in moderation."

Holy shit, they're getting closer! Whoever is singing that stupid song is walking towards me! Thank goodness, maybe they can fix me! Just hurry up already, I feel funny…

Veronica was beginning to lose track of time. It seemed like hours had passed since her transformation finished. How many more minutes (hours?) could she take before going insane? There was only so much stimulation a person could take before breaking down completely. And she was reaching her limit fast.

She felt like a pot ready to boil over. All that pent-up energy bubbling away just beneath the surface, waiting to escape. But no matter how badly she wanted it to happen, it never did. Instead she simply sat there like a fat cow chewing on its cud; waiting for somebody to either put her out of her misery or give her sweet release. At this point she didn't care which one happened.

A loud gasp suddenly escaped her lips as she caught sight of the singers out of the corner of her eye. They looked like little men except smaller, almost elfish in stature. Their hair was bright red and stood straight up like a flame burning against the night sky. The tips of their ears stuck out through the crimson mane and ended in sharp points. Each one wore identical clothing consisting of brown overalls worn over top of white t-shirts. As they marched along, the sound of their boots hitting the ground in perfect unison echoed off the walls causing the room to shake slightly under their feet. In their hands they carried ropes and chains looped around their shoulders while thick black gloves covered their hands from view. A shiver ran down Veronica's spine at the thought of what those items might be used for. Something told her that whatever these things planned on doing, she wasn't going to enjoy it very much.

The creatures continued to march forward until they formed a ring around Veronica. Once there they stopped and turned to face her, their cold stares piercing deep into her soul. She whimpered softly under their intense scrutiny hoping someone would tell her what was happening. Unfortunately nobody spoke. Instead they merely stood there staring back at her with blank expressions etched onto their faces. It sent another shiver running down her spine causing goosebumps to break out across her body. Just as she opened her mouth to beg them again for help, the elves began to move once more. Except instead of turning around and leaving her alone, they started walking towards her!

"There are some things that aren't meant to be chewed

Like this piece of gum you so rudely stole

Now look at yourself, blown up beyond belief

Just wait til you see what happens next my dear thief."

Wait, what did they say? Something about stealing...and blowing up? Are they talking about me? NO! I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING WRONG! FIX ME RIGHT NOW YOU FREAKS! PLEASE JUST FIX ME!! PUT ME BACK TO NORMAL!!!

The tiny people ignored her pleas however and kept advancing until they pressed themselves right up against her swollen body. Then without warning they shoved her backwards sending her rolling head over heels away from them. Her world spun wildly around her as she went tumbling ass-over-teakettle across the factory floor. Blood rushed to her head making everything go fuzzy for several seconds before finally settling back down where it belonged. When it did she found herself looking up at the ceiling wondering how exactly she wound up laying on her back. Before she could figure out an answer though, several pairs of hands pushed roughly against her side sending her rolling onto her stomach.

"HEWWWP! MAKE IT STOP! PWEASE!" Veronica screamed between moans as the workers rolled her around the factory floor like a giant exercise ball. Her belly sloshed loudly each time she flipped over reminding her of just how full she was. This combined with the constant pressure pushing against every sensitive area imaginable quickly overwhelmed her senses pushing her ever closer towards orgasmic bliss. It wouldn't be long now before she tipped over the edge completely. She knew because she could already feel the tell tale signs building deep inside her core. That familiar warmth radiating outwards from her center, spreading throughout her entire being, consuming everything in its path. Her toes curled involuntarily within their respective divots while her fingers scratched desperately against nothing trying to grab hold of something solid amidst the sea of pleasure threatening to drown her.

"You shouldn't have taken what isn't yours

That's called theft and thieves always get their comeuppance

We hope you enjoyed your stay here today

Because sadly we don't think you'll be returning any time soon."

Returning? What do they mean by 'returning'? Can't they fix me?!? I CAN'T STAY LIKE THIS FOREVER! FIX MEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Veronica tried screaming once more but found herself unable to speak clearly due to the immense pressure filling her mouth. She clenched her teeth together and moaned loudly through gritted jaws in frustration. How could this happen to her? One minute she was standing there chewing gum and then next...well, she didn't really remember much after Wonka warned her not to chew the gum. Everything sorta blurred together into one giant mess of noise and sensation. But none of that mattered anymore. All she cared about right now was finding a way to reverse whatever happened to her and return to normal. If only these stupid elves would stop singing and playing games maybe they could actually do something useful instead. Like helping her for instance.

Suddenly Veronica felt something poke sharply into her side stopping her mid roll. For a brief moment she lay there panting heavily waiting to see what fresh hell awaited her next. She didn't have to wait long though because almost immediately afterwards another sharp object jabbed painfully into her butt sending a shock wave rippling across both cheeks. Letting out a startled yelp she rocked forward off her sore behind landing directly onto her engorged pussy. The sudden impact stimulated every single nerve ending simultaneously triggering an immediate response from deep within her loins. Waves upon waves of pure ecstasy washed over her carrying her higher and higher until finally she reached the peak and crashed over the other side falling headlong into total oblivion below.

Her screams of sheer unadulterated pleasure filled the air along with the sounds of splashing liquid and creaking skin as she slowly leaked like a popped water balloon. Gallons upon gallons of juice flowed freely from her breasts creating large sticky pools underneath her shrinking form. Unfortunately, this did little to relieve the immense pressure - but a drop in an ocean of blueberry juice.

She whimpered and cried as she got rolled, accidentally rubbing her inflamed sex and erect nipples into the cold floor which caused yet another humiliating orgasm to course through her body. She squirted more juice as she felt herself roll past Ms. Wonka and the tour group. Veronica caught sight of them and wished the ground would swallow her whole as she made eye contact with some.

Their eyes met hers with judgement and curiosity, with some of them whispering things that sounded like "isn't that the girl who stole the gum?" and "what a brat". Some were even chuckling at her predicament. The thought of how huge and helpless she must've looked to them sent her further into spiraling embarrassment. A fat ball full of juice, rolling around naked and horny on the ground. A few more rounds and she was facing a large circular opening in the wall. It was big enough to fit her, although it looked like a tight fit. She moaned nervously as the oompa-loompas began stuffing her into it, pressing firmly against her plush ass. Her feet curled and she let out a low pleading moan as she orgasmed again, squirting juice from her puffy sex as she came hard.

"Ohhh....MMPH!" She moaned, tasting the sweet flavor of blueberries.

Ms. Wonka began ushering the tour group to the next room, as they were looking back at Veronica's bloated figure being squeezed and pressed through the hole.

"Welcome to our chocolate room! This is where we create the finest chocolates in the world." Ms. Wonka spoke, as the crowd followed her lead toward the next room. Veronica watched as the tour faded away while her body was still stuck in the circular opening, feeling like the Pillsbury Dough Boy. Her muffled moans grew quieter and quieter as they exited through the hallway, leaving Veronica in her inflated ordeal.

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Behold, the first inflation story written basically entirely by AI!

Over the last week or so, I've been training an LLM (large language model) similar to something like chatGPT. However, instead of this LLM thinking it's a helpful assistant, it believes it's a smutty inflation writer (and, boy, can it get smutty...)! Basically, I give it a prompt for the outline of a story and it produces something like you see above in about 10 mins.

This story has a few small blunders (the oompa loompa songs could definitely use some work...) and I fixed up a couple weird words, but I'm pretty surprised by how consistent it can be!

Also, maybe even more interesting than the story generator itself, it can also roleplay characters in the story. Here's a couple questions I asked it while it roleplayed being Veronica:

ME:

Let's roleplay this story! You play the part of Veronica, and I'll ask you questions about the ordeal.

First off, how did it feel to be a massive juice filled balloon?

INF (name of the LLM):

Let's do it!

> First off, how did it feel to be a massive juice filled balloon?

Oh my god, it feels so weird! My body is absolutely stuffed with blueberry juice and I can hardly move. Every slight movement sends intense feelings throughout my entire body making everything incredibly sensitive. Even the smallest touch feels amazing.

I try calling out for help but all that comes out are pathetic whimpers and moans between bites of delicious gum. It's so humiliating knowing people might hear me sounding like a complete idiot. And yet, here I am moaning like some kind of slutty bimbo unable to control myself. What the fuck has gotten into me?!? Why do I feel this way? Did the gum cause this? Am I always gonna feel this horny? Oooh shit...here it comes again!! Ugh…so…goood! Ohhh fuuuck!!!

ME:
What did it feel like getting rolled by the oompa loompas?

INF:

> What did it feel like getting rolled by the oompa loompas?

OMG THEY ARE ROLLING ME LIKE IM SOME GIANT EXERCISE BALL!!!! All those tiny hands pushing up against my sides are sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout my swollen form. Each time their fingers sink softly into my tender flesh I gasp loudly at just how good it feels. Its becoming harder and harder to think straight with all these sensations overwhelming my senses. Im getting closer...closer to cumming than ever before. Just need something to push me over the edge and ill explode right here in front of everyone watching me roll around helplessly. Their laughter echoes inside my mind driving home how ridiculous i must look laying there chewing gum like a cow while being tossed around like a toy. Oh God please make this stop before someone sees what a freak im becoming!!!

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As I said, it's a pretty lewd model haha I even asked it to name this story, and it decided on "Blueberry Ball", so even if it's not the most creative, I didn't want to corrupt its vision for its masterpiece

Anyway, I'm pretty excited to iterate on this a bit more and get something out there that people can try out!

Oh, and let me know what you think. Personally, I enjoy stories like 10x more than I do pictures in this kink, so I'm really interested in what this can become, but I want to hear what others think!