Inflation war part one

It was Saturday in the Lv-2018 space station. A research station within the Amro-Reeda asteroid belt. Around 200 women were working on a formula for gas, or to better describe it a mist, that had an extraordinary effect on female soldiers. Since their main Funder was at war with a world of mostly women, this gas would be supremely effective. This gas, along with a small complement of liquids and other gases was about to have its first large scale test. On the station…


The commander of the station giggled as she received an order from high command Scuttle the station, no survivors but yourself and  canisters of the prototype. Thank you. The commander took this order seriously and ordered a lockdown of the station. The main scientists, including Tara and a dozen or so of her colleagues were locked in the lab. Thankfully they were in full hazmat suits.


The commander, escorted by a detail of 7 guards in Armored suits headed to the lab. Collecting the canisters and having the detail protect the lab interior.  Entering and having the Doctors change their air supply to the lab interior air supply.


The Commander grinned as she sealed the airlock. carrying the chemicals to the hanger. Putting the canisters on the shuttle and donning her mask. A tube connecting to her mask. Her smile growing as she took her PDA and took manual control of the ventilation systems. She then boarded the shuttle.


In the laboratory one of the techs sounded nervous


"Uh, why are the controls going black?"


Tara shrugged "The controls are being manually controlled by the commander, she has full control of the station during lockdown


Tara and her group then felt the air flow stop for a moment before a gray gas began to flow into their suits


"What the- UGHHHH~"


Tara was able to spit before she moaned, feeling an odd feeling in her nethers as her uniform began to bulge. The other women feeling the same way. Beginning to desperately take off their suits or in the case of the guards. Get out


All across the station gas flooded into corridors and in the showers, hydroponics, and fire suppression system a cocktail of over 20 weaponized liquids began to flow. The audio being played into the Commander's Comms. Her grin wide as she listens to the moans, bloats and sloshes. She felt excited when she saw the state of the now soon to be purged station


The station's women were now covered in both Climax and different colored juices. Some had their bellies bulging in some places...some were blue in places...other's red.


Some climaxing like crazy and ballooning up. Practically every woman besides in the lab was a wash of different colors and effects.


The commander laughed at this now. taking her helmet off and rubbing her lap as she watched this display. Loving it greatly


The women in some portions of the ship. Mainly in the tighter and sharp portions of the station soon groaned were covered by Rainbow stretch marks. Soon, and...with a wet pop, they began to burst all over the station. And as a few lucky ones who hadn't burst were covered in the wet remaining juices the reactions quintupled. The women growing larger and larger...these women bursting and furthered the boost in swelling. The station soon beginning to go out of orbit as the increased booms of women burst to crack the station into pieces.


The commander realized this first and took off. Figuring her Job was now done. Now, to get payed.


The laboratory was a different story. The scientists who had momentarily escaped the gas soon found themselves clambering for another mask as the suits they had won balloon up to hold in the gas. A few of the unlucky scientists were forced to watch ad their suits rip and tear. Exposing taught amd raw flesh. The guards felt the bloated fingers of the surviving scientists and tried to make them calm down


All until one idiot decided to shoot her gun. A small burst of 4 rounds pelted an attached gas canister of pink lotus bloat gas.


The gas soon filled the compartment and the panicked guards watched as Tara and her team swell even faster. But the scientists were not as lucky as the poor women already dying in the void. One by one they still grew. Not popping as several of the guards attempted to use her Anti pop stim. One scientist, who had grabbed a prototype rebreather and wasn't too bloated yet, rushed one of the 7 guards. Who immediately shot her down. Not before sending about 10 bullets into the safety glass and popping the rushing woman. Whose bursting caused the Rebreather to launch and knock her mask loose. Making her tumble back and fall into the glass. Shattering it and flooding the room again with more gas. The guards followed their colleague’s way out and attempted to escape. Only finding themselves running out of air and another locked Airlock.


One embraced her fate and decided to take her mask off. The sergeant tried to protest but soon felt her jumpsuit get tight. She looked around desperately until she found the source of this feeling. A small slit made in the hose of her mask. She dropped her weapon to one side as her hands went to address the heat issue in her crotch and the tightness in her breasts.


The other guards watched as their two comrades ballooned before their very eyes. Their white jumpsuits turning pink, red and blue as wet stains leaked from their breasts and crotches. The other guards tried to escape back to the other way but only found their gassed compatriot filling up the window and door.


The remaining guards pointed their weapons at themselves. Bickering between one another as the lack of air made them begin to wheeze and get panicked. Eventually opening fire. Killing two outright and injuring one. The last one who had ducked behind a cart was okay.


She walked over to the injured and bloating guard and grinned. Pulling her mask from her teary face. Her now drastically bloating and multicolored face made her look almost cartoony. The survivor walked away from her former comrade.


The lab now began to shutter. The booms from now detonating scientists and guards began to go off all around the survivor. Knocking her mask off and covering her white uniform with numerous juices.


It started as a tightness. Her thighs and rear soon began to get heavy as she tried to push her way into the lab. The gas soon flooding her face and causing heat in her crotch and her breasts to tighten. Feeling her nipples harden she tried to regain her footing. Unable to do so as her legs began to gargle and swell too big for her jumpsuit legs. They began to rip in multiple places as blue green and purple skin flowed from the rips. Her chest soon felt quite similar. Her bra soon bursting from the pressure of bigger then any human cup sized breasts got too big for her C cup bra. Her belly topping them all. It squirmed and groaned as it blew up to be too big for the guard to push. The constant bursting of the scientists only speeding up her bloating as she soon saw the void. Her body momentarily trying to adjust to the pressure. Her skin bursting from the lack of pressure. She couldn't scream


The station burned up on reentry. As did most of the evidence of the station’s inhabitants.