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Published: January 28, 2017
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    Bold black letters reading "TASTE TESTERS WANTED! Inquire Within" stood out sharply on the plain white paper filling the window.    Aaron nudged Daniel and pointed at the sign. "How about that?"    The boys had put off their search for a summer job too long, and no one was hiring anymore. Maybe this was the break they needed? "ZauberZucker Candy Co." Daniel read the company name on the door. "Huh. Worth a shot," he said with a shrug. He opened the door for Aaron and followed the taller boy inside.    They were in luck. Not only was the place hiring, it paid $25 an hour — and they could start today. They didn't even bother asking
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Cream Does a Body Good. (Alt. Ending)
Husky's eyes widened as the cream was pumped into his rapidly filling belly. Rolls of flabby, lucious and soft fat spread around the entire room, filling it completely with the soft, gray-furred fat. Husky tried to pinch himself, hoping that this was all just one awful dream. He couldn't move one finger. His fingers were nothing but mounds of fat, twice as round as sausages. His arms were sucked into his frame, nothing more than balls of doughy flab. Husky made muffled squeaks and noises, trying to talk to Avery, the one feeding him. But the hoses blocked out all his words of protest. Avery watched impatiently at his growing captive. The hus
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Pop
And now the six merry murderesses of the Crookem County Jail meet in the mess hall where Liz tells her story... You know how people have these little habits that get you down? Like Bernie. Bernie like to chew gum, no, not chew, pop. Like, I come home this one day and there's Bernie layin' on the couch chewin', no, not chewin', poppin'. So, I said to him, I said "Bernie, you pop that gum one more time" and he did.  So I decided that it was time to initiate my plan. For months I had been plannin' this. The next day when Bernie came home,  I was waitin' for him. So, I'm sittin' on the couch, and I see him, and I says to  'im, "Bernie, baby, I
© 2017 - 2019 LutherVKane
Inspiration's a funny thing. The last time I wrote a male-only inflation story was in 2001, Storms. I was surprised at how easy this one was to write.

Some of you may remember June from Trapped. She's still on the job tracking down inflation cases. Maybe one day I'll get around to explaining her fixation.

A couple of obscure references in this one, mainly for my own entertainment.
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    Bold black letters reading "TASTE TESTERS WANTED! Inquire Within" stood out sharply on the plain white paper filling the window.    Aaron nudged Daniel and pointed at the sign. "How about that?"    The boys had put off their search for a summer job too long, and no one was hiring anymore. Maybe this was the break they needed? "ZauberZucker Candy Co." Daniel read the company name on the door. "Huh. Worth a shot," he said with a shrug. He opened the door for Aaron and followed the taller boy inside.    They were in luck. Not only was the place hiring, it paid $25 an hour — and they could start today. They didn't even bother asking
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Cream Does a Body Good. (Alt. Ending)
Husky's eyes widened as the cream was pumped into his rapidly filling belly. Rolls of flabby, lucious and soft fat spread around the entire room, filling it completely with the soft, gray-furred fat. Husky tried to pinch himself, hoping that this was all just one awful dream. He couldn't move one finger. His fingers were nothing but mounds of fat, twice as round as sausages. His arms were sucked into his frame, nothing more than balls of doughy flab. Husky made muffled squeaks and noises, trying to talk to Avery, the one feeding him. But the hoses blocked out all his words of protest. Avery watched impatiently at his growing captive. The hus
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Pop
And now the six merry murderesses of the Crookem County Jail meet in the mess hall where Liz tells her story... You know how people have these little habits that get you down? Like Bernie. Bernie like to chew gum, no, not chew, pop. Like, I come home this one day and there's Bernie layin' on the couch chewin', no, not chewin', poppin'. So, I said to him, I said "Bernie, you pop that gum one more time" and he did.  So I decided that it was time to initiate my plan. For months I had been plannin' this. The next day when Bernie came home,  I was waitin' for him. So, I'm sittin' on the couch, and I see him, and I says to  'im, "Bernie, baby, I
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Inflate123|Hobbyist Writer
She's a good character to revisit.
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LutherVKane|Hobbyist Writer
I've been working on an origin story for her for like forever.
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Damn good writing, sir.

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