Never a Dull Moment 01

Never A Dull Moment Part 1

On a warm summer day, many things will cross one’s mind for activity; a walk under the warm sun or a mid day nap may serve as relaxing engagements. However, some may find the slow summer days boring without a healthy injection of mischief. Sarah was one of those people, and her mischief with her friend would give her more action on this slow day than she had bargained for.

The comforting summer breeze wafted through the window while Val walked into the darkened front room. She was alone for the day, and had been reading until her sandwich finished toasting in the kitchen. Lunch and accompanying drink in hand, she now reentered the room lit only by the light from the outdoors. She took her seat and had a bite and a sip, but was cut short by a large yawn. She was exhausted, having gone out with her friends the prior night and not gotten much sleep. The heat of the day and the caressing breeze coming in through the open panes weighed heavily on her eyelids, and her struggle to stay awake was brief and futile. She snuggled back in the large plush easy chair she had been relaxing in and let the breeze carry her mind away from the room to the realm of ether. Her breathing became slightly heavier as she drifted off, her mind floating out of the room to the sky above. She was a dreamer, but not imaginative. As she floated through the dream-bubbles of her nap, she saw not imagined ideas or nonexistent images, but rather familiar faces and times she’d had. She experienced no sound; she did not speak, but merely remembered her past. Her dreams were filled with happy memories of her friends, experimenting in the lab, and-oh my. Marorin is here. Her handsome boyfriend was not a stranger to her dreams by any means, but his presence normally meant…oh yes, she was recalling not two nights ago, when he had found it funny to fill her with warm water. She had been sitting on the bed, an embarrassingly short white negligee covering her body and eliciting deep blush from her cheeks as he walked in from the bathroom. She smiled and cooed at him, having a hard time to keep eye contact with him from overwhelming shyness. She remembered his promised treat, and the surprise she felt when she saw him wave his hand, and summon a stream of warm water from the faucet behind him. Being an aquamancer she was accustomed to this, but she giggled and teasingly resisted, not actually fighting when she felt the water coursing into her body. The warming sensation flowed into her as her belly rose like a balloon, swelling out as though she were at term with a child and showing no sign of stopping. Oh yes, this was to be one of those dreams, and she had no qualms with that. Her dreams were nothing if not conscious, as is common for those of high mental ability, and while she felt the luscious sensation of her breasts and ass billowing out with thermal deluge she was not unawares of the floating sensation the breeze from the window persisted in producing.

That same breeze was felt in the hair and ears of Sarah, who was quite removed from the house. Her bike was the activity of choice today and she had been tearing about her town at breakneck speeds, a blue and white blur to those sitting still. The wind felt wonderful, the weather was perfect for bike riding. Certainly sitting down and simply resting in the heat would be implausibly uncomfortable, even if it were in the shade or even, say, indoors on a chair. The wind was cooling, combating the heat of the sun smiling down on her as she rode up and down hills along the path specially made for cyclists through the waning beautiful portions of the suburbs. Trees and bushes whisked past, providing reprieve for the birds flying through the air to land and hide from the sun’s rays while filling the air with their tittering chirps. She loved the sound of nature rushing past her, especially when it was loud enough to be heard over the whipping wind common of those moving at her speed. Her tail swished behind her as she pumped the bike pedals harder, slight sweat dripping down from her brow as she maintained speed. But we join her at the end of her ride, for her goal was not exercise but recreation. She finally slowed to a normal speed for a bike and listened to the sounds she was so fond of while letting herself coast along a relatively flat patch of path.

“Wow, it really is gorgeous today,” She said to herself as she rolled along, admiring the foliage, “But it is pretty hot…I really should have brought some water or something with me… Well I’m not very far from home; I can go back there for something to drink before I keep going.” She turned on the path and took a dirt road to the main street to get back to the house quicker, “Maybe I could get a little something to eat too, I didn’t get anything since breakfast.”
She was indeed close to the house, and made its sidewalk fast. Hopping off her bike, she walked it up to the door and while fumbling for her keys noticed that one of her tires were low.

“Aww heck, have I been riding on that? I’m gonna kill these tires…” She just chuckled to herself and unlocked the door, walking the bike into the foyer and closing the door behind her. She turned to the hall closet and removed her silver pump from the piles of outdoors items strewn haphazardly about the floor of the closet. As she walked back into the kitchen area, she looked to the archway leading into the front room.

“Oh, is that Val in there?” She asked nobody, giggling as she continued, “It’s way too hot for a nap here, and she doesn’t even have a fan or anything!” Her personal chuckles continued as she turned to make her way to the kitchen, but she stopped short again. Her attention was drawn back to Val by Val’s own words.

“Oh…no…not that big…I’ll barely fit my dress anymore…” Sarah’s face curled into a blank cat face in surprise of the words her friend was saying, “Maro…I won’t fit on the bed…”

“Oooh, she’s sleep talking…” Sarah’s smile grew broader at this sentiment and looked down at the pump in her hand. Her eyes narrowed in a sly glance back to her friend before she quietly placed the bike against the wall and took off her helmet. She snuck over silently to where Valerie was resting, for she knew that Valerie was a very heavy sleeper in all but one regard. As long as she was quiet, Valerie wouldn’t stir. It was quite strange how sensitive she was to sound, but it made pranking her in her sleep a breeze for one so akin to silence. Sarah kneeled down in front of her as She fidgeted in her sleep and spoke again,

“M…more? How big do you want me…” Sarah of course had a response, but bit her tongue and blushed as she took the nozzle in her hand and slowly slid her arm under Vals dress. She blushed deeper by the second as she got near to Val’s snatch, and her hand hovered there a moment when she reached it. She looked apprehensive and shy, which was very odd given her current position, but shook her head in an embarrassed blushing smile and kept moving her hand up. She was feeling rather flustered as she slowly slid the nozzle of the pump into her friends bellybutton and pulled her arm out delicately. Val squirmed as she was plugged in but didn’t awaken even as Sarah stood up and smiled down at her while raising the plunger of the pump.

She slowly began to raise and lower the plunger as she felt the resistance of air pumping into Valerie’s tummy. The hissing of air was faint, and the pump was quiet due to proper maintenance and regular oiling, and all that was reaching her ears was the slight sound of tugging fabric and puffing hisses of air rushing into a balloon as Valerie’s belly rose steadily with reach rhythmic pump. Sarah’s blush had returned, she thought Val looked so beautiful there with her belly inflating like a balloon beneath her cherry blossom dress. She was glad Val’s sash was undone and sitting next to her, or else the restriction may have alerted her to the prankstress’ gambit. Each pump puffed more air into her friends expanding waistline, her belly raising beyond the limits of dietary expansion and surpassing that of pregnancy with little effort. She happily kept the pumps coming, even as Vals belly swelled out into her lap. Her dress slid and tugged at her body as more of it was becoming filled with soft, pink flesh. Her small breasts were exposed from her tummy pulling the dress away from her chest, and Sarah couldn’t help but notice both her puffy nipples were pert and stiff.

She stopped suddenly as Val fidgeted in the chair, mumbling something unintelligibly before resuming her silent breathing. Sarah let out a breath carefully before continuing her pumping, but not without noticing her friend’s cheeks darkening in hue with her own stimulated blush. Val loved expanding, even if she resisted the acknowledgement of the fact, and Sarah loved to pump others up. Her hand kept pumping Vals belly larger and larger, watching the hose become pushed up against the fabric as her tummy became rounder and larger by the second. She could see that her stomach was beginning to fill up the chair as it swelled, and watched it push up against the armchairs duvet’s as she felt each pump begin to meet with more resistance. The pumping got harder with each one, and as she pushed one more long pump into Val, when suddenly she felt all the resistance go away. She was confused at first, but smiled widely as she realized that Vals breasts had puffed up. She began pumping faster and faster, giddily watching her exposed tiny bosom swell out like a pair of ripening fruits in the yellow dress. As those puffy nipples were once again pushed up against the fabric of her outfit, Val gave another noticeable stir, her blush darkening further as she kept unknowingly expanding. Those soft balloons quickly filled up their allotted space and greedily contested for more. The straps of her top began to cut into them, forcing the peach flesh to swell around them like restricted balloons. Sarah loved how easily they squished around the straps, a testament to just how much room Val had to inflate. She had to admit, Val’s upper limits for inflating had always left her a bit envious, Sarah wondered how she could get bigger as well, but was too focused on her beautiful expanding friend to entertain the thought long.

She pumped and pumped, and watched those beautiful balloons expand against her swollen belly before realizing they had stopped growing in spite of her still unimpeded pumping. As she kept pumping, she looked over Val’s body to find that the swelling had allocated itself in Val’s beautiful ass and legs. Her thighs were swelling up beneath her huge tummy as her butt tried to find every nook and cranny of the chair she was sitting in to fill up. Vals butt had always been the most elastic part of her, and Sarah loved watching the plush cheeks swell behind her. She could see Vals tail flitting about in happy twitches beside her expanding thighs even as she watched her calves puff up in her string sandals. Barring her arms, all of Val had experienced the sensation of growth, and while she kept speaking softly under her breath from time to time, most of the noises to come from her had since become sultry moans and gasps. She didn’t have much room to fidget anymore, as her body was becoming rather packed into the easy chair she was sleeping in, but Sarah kept pumping and pumping. She saw that Val’s whole body had once again resumed expanding, stretching out all over as her dress was pulled tighter by the second. As she watched her belly which was stuffed in between the arms of the chair rise higher and higher, she realized it wasn’t from her thighs pushing it up now, but rather itself swelling beneath the yellow and pink fabric. Her thighs were becoming more and more packed into the chair behind her, her ass squeezing up around the back of her tummy in an overstuffed display of womanhood. But as Sarah pumped one more long, hard pump into Valerie’s body, her belly gave way and popped out from the arms of the chair, her legs and butt finally having pushed it out. The action drew a huge wince from Sarah however, for the squeeze free was accompanied by a loud rubbery squeak. Val’s ears twitched as her eyes fluttered open, and she dreamily looked around. She looked around and looked up at Sarah with a yawn,

“Ooooooahhh, hi Sarah, when did you get…back?” Her greeting stopped short as she realized she was wedged in the chair, followed by her eyes dropping down to her swollen figure. She looked up at Sarah, and this time noticed the airpump in her hand. Her ears drooped as her gaze hardened into an angry glare,

“…I’m not still dreaming, am I?”

“Uuuuuhm…yes you are?” Sarah said quizzically while shrugging sheepishly with a big smile on her face. The breeze of the day carried the following word well out into the street and on into the day.

“Saaaaraaaah!”

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