You found yourself sitting at the bar of downtown's local balloon-girl themed establishment. All evening, Balloon-girls have been walking around working. Some were delivering drinks and food in varying states of inflation. Some shuffled around uncomfortably, curves all blown up, with trays of drinks , looking ready to pop at any moment while some hadn't been blown up at all. Others were being used as targets, prizes, or opponents in games and competitions.
You've been here before but you noticed a new sign hanging near the drink menu and display bottles of liquor.
"Order a Pop-Shot! Explosive results guaranteed! Ask about our flavors! 10$" The sign above the bar read. Below the reading was a comical illustration showing a bikini-clad woman downing a shot with an arrow pointing to the same lady now with much larger, expanded breasts, and another arrow pointing to the same lady in the middle of popping with a cartoon explosion drawn around her.
The bar's current bartender was a blonde girl wearing a loose cotton shirt covering her considerable bust and showing off her midriff with a rubber stopper over where her belly button would be. Her extremely short jean-shorts left little to the imagination. You watch as she walks over to you, breasts bouncing loosely in her top. You could make out her latex seams running up the sides of her legs.
"Excuse me, what are these pop-shots on this sign here?" You ask.
"Oh! Thats our newest drink, buuuut its not for customers. Its for the balloon-girls!"
"I imagine it pops you but is that it?"
She chuckles "Nope! We have a whole menu!" she pulls out a pop-shot menu and slides it in front of you. "Just pick a balloon-girl on the tablet and tell me what pop shot you want and I'll get it ready for you!" she bounded away from you to serve other customers.
You looked over the list of pop shots. A few stood out.
"The Steam Room - Causes the balloon-girl to begin rapidly producing steam!"
"The Soda Popper - Causes the balloon-girl to rapidly carbonate!"
"The Twerk - Causes the balloon-girl to shake her stuff before blowing her up!
"All Rounder - Inflates the balloon-girl everywhere!"
"The Twerk" catches your eye first, especially after noticing a balloon-girl modeled after a bootylicious dancer clad in yoga pants and a crop top. You find her on the tablet and place your order.
A small bracelet on the balloon-girl you chose buzzes her wrist, signaling she's needed at the bar. She briskly walks over and makes herself known to you. "Hi! I'm Jenna. Did you order something for me?" she asks with a mischievous grin. The bartender slides her a bubbly looking concoction in a shot glass and slides it over to her with a smirk on her face.
"Oh! Is this...a pop shot?" she asks, eyeing the shot glass. "Yup! He got you the twerk one" the bartender said before heading away. She bent over towards the bar slightly and gingerly picked up the glass. "Hoo boy..." she said under her breath as she brought up to her lips and downed it a single gulp. She cleared her throat with a slight furrow of her brow. "hmm, its a bit gassy..." she remarked. She pulled up her yoga pants, which had sagged a bit from walking over, being pulled down by her generous rear before leaning on the bar to chat.
"So you picked me for this pop shot eh?" she said a raised eyebrow and a flirtatious tone, leaning in towards you.
"Yea, you've got the body for it...can't wait to see how it makes you move your hips" you reply.
"Me too! I just wonder how long it'll take to take effect on-oop!" just as she finished her sentence, she felt a jolt in her torso shoot down lower half, more specifically in her thighs and glutes. The jolt made her quickly shift her weight as if she had just done 1/4 of a dance movement. She was suddenly hit by another jolt, and another, and another. Each jolt made her move her hips in a random direction. Soon the jolts were so rapidly chaining after one another that it was stringing together what looked like a fast belly dance.
"Ah! Oh shit my hips! I can't control them!" she said to me as she stood up, swaying her hips and shaking her ass to an imaginary beat. She fixed her hair as it had fallen out of place from her involuntary movements, looking down as her legs shifted positions and tempos. She turned her body to give you a better view of the show she was putting on. "Hows that?" she said in between breaths. Her toned legs and bottom hidden behind her yoga pants swayed and jostled. If she was a human her legs would be burning right now.
The balloon-girl gasped. Her hands shot down and she he grasped each of her buttcheeks and trail to her thighs as she felt a swirl of air begin to form. "I think I'm blowing up down there!" she said with an exasperated smile as the sound of ripping fabric resounded from her lower half. Her ass and thighs suddenly thickened out a few inches. "Oh! My pants!" she looked down as the quick tearing of her yoga pants revealed a pink thong. Her latex seams that ran up the sides of each leg and her torso became more prominent and puffed out. Her ass had grown, whereas before it just been a firm, large rear she was now undeniably pear shaped with a turgid pressurized bubble butt.
Her breathing shortened as the sound of creaking rubber grew louder and louder from her lower half. The balloon-girl was visibly nervous. Her eyes darted between you and back down to her ballooning proportions, eager to please you but more concerned about her impending doom. "Nnng...I can't...take much...more!" she said in between heavy breaths as she swayed her pressurized body side to side. Little puffs of air pressure began to tear her legs apart at the seams but she could not do much about it as her arms were too busy being extended out as she tried to keep her balance over her burdgeoning hips.
The creaking finally came to a head. "Erngh! I hope you enjoyed..the...oof...gonna...bur-" she did her best to get out last sentence but she ran out of time. She bent and leaned on the bar a bit, lifting her big balloon butt up in the air which was squeaking and straining all over in a final effort to keep herself together.
*Riiiiiiiiip!* *Tsssssss!* *pff! pff!* Boom!*
The seams running up and down her along her limbs and torso finally gave out and the balloon-girl burst starting from the bottom up. Her hands shot around, trying to cover up the widening leaks. First it was just little tears signaled by a loud hiss of air, then it was full on explosive decompression all within the span of a few long seconds. Her expression changed from a flustered one with closed shut eyes to an open wide eyed surprised gasp as her butt and legs split open and burst like an overinflated balloon.
A few patrons in the bar jumped in surprise at the sudden burst but most were unphased. It was a common occurrence by this point in the evening. Everyone 20-30 minutes there'd be a sudden burst of air or a splash of liquid.
*Somewhere else in the bar*
A different balloon-girl waitress over by the table section of the bar was struggling. So many patrons had "tipped" her with little puffs of air that her swollen belly was beginning to get in the way and becoming dangerously over-pressurized. Her belly looked like a fleshy yoga ball had merged with her midriff. It wobbled and careened with every movement and her belly button stuck out like an exaggerated outie. Her latex seams were pronounced and bulging outward like her belly button. However, the rest of her body was doing much better; her long toned legs remained untouched and her slightly puffed up breasts were pushed up and sat buoyantly on her belly, bobbing with each step.
The waitress, did her best to suck in her midsection and bent over with an audible huff of air as she concentrated on picking up the empty glass on the table. Her belly creaked as it was compressed against her body and the table. She giggled nervously and gave a sheepish smile at the patron sitting at the table who was now just a foot away from a potential blast radius.
"Sorry..." she said to him as she finally got the glass "I'm a little bit inflated right now as you can see. I shouldn't pop though! (I hope...)" she finished with a friendly shrug and a little pat of her belly, making it sound like a bass drum before turning back to attend to other customers.
The waitress saw a different table needed some refills and did her best to sashay on over. She felt a lump in her throat when she realized the table sat a few inches off the ground and that she would have to lean her overinflated belly directly into a very prominent and pointy looking corner. "Oh shit...that corner looks awfully sharp..." she thought to herself as she came over.
"Eheh...hi fellas...mind if I get your glasses?" she said standing at the table, her belly fully on display. Her eyes mostly focused on the corner rather than the patrons who were sharing nervous glances, the two sitting closest to her inched themselves away. "She's gonna blow..." one of them whispered in their neighbors ear.
"If you guys could just clear any forks, or tacks, or anything sharp while I lean in here that would be great..." she said as a bit of a joke but the table just kind of looked at each other. "Okay then...here goes." She sucked in what she could of her distended midsection."I'm just gonna lean in and get...Oof...Ow..." she did her best to cover the strain she felt pressing into the sharp corner of the table. "Kinda sharp..." she managed to grab a couple glasses but there remained another one at the far end. "Damnit..." she would have to lean in even further. She leaned in further and the corner pressed in, "Ooooh...owowow.." making her latex belly groan like you were putting your weight on a beach ball. There was a clear indentation where the table pushed into her belly, displacing her belly around the contact point, making it look precariously close to popping.
"Fuck this hurts." she thought to herself as she was now just a couple inches from the glass. She pursed her lips and winced to hide the pain of her straining belly, trying to give the patrons at the table a reassuring look. She finally managed to snake a couple fingers through the handle on the glass.
"Got it!" she groaned triumpanthly. She exhaled.
Suddenly there was a tear and a loud pop.
Her eyes widened and mouth opened in surprised. "Ow!" she gasped in surpise, feeling down with her quaking hand to find a very strong gust of air coming from the divot from where her belly was pushed in.
"Oh shit." was all she could get out before the table poked a large hole in her belly. It propulsed her backwards and upwards into the air with a visible jetstream.
"Aieeeeeeeee!" she managed to shout as she careened and zigzagged through the air. Her limbs and hair trailed like a comet as her belly kept her flying through the air. Her yelling in the air was accompanied by the hissing of air and the flapping of rubber. She finally lost enough mass and speed for air resistance to take over and let gravity pull her to the floor as a the last vestiges of her precious air left her, leaving nothing but a crumpled rubber mass of clothes, skin, and hair.
A balloon-girl worker noticed and came over and scooped her up, folded her up like laundry and went to go dispose of her in the back. A few patrons clapped, being pleased by what had just happened.
In the arcade section of the bar a new game had just been installed. It was some type of platformer, featuring an energetic balloon-girl character. It was purposefully difficult so you'd have to feed it tokens. If you fell on to spikes or a pit or ran into an obstacle you would lose a life. The lives were represented by three different balloon-girls. Every time you loaded up a game the game would dispense out and inflate three short-lived balloon-girls to cheer you on and get popped if you lost lives.
You decided to go give it a try so you went and put a dollar in to play. You sat in your seat and as soon as you put the dollar in the slot you heard an air compressor turn on. You looked behind you and you saw three brightly colored, shiny red balloon-girls being inflated right in front of you. First their legs filled up, then their torso and arms, their curves with an audible *pop pop* and then their head. As their head filled up they woke with consciousness and gave you playful smiles. They looked like regular balloon-girls except they weren't wearing clothes, had plugs where their orifices and stoppers where their belly button, and nipples would be. Each was entirely painted red all over with their differently colored eyes being the only normal colored part on them. They were each tethered to the machine by a string connected to a plug in their butts. If one of the balloon-girls got too far from the machine their plug would come out and they would rapidly deflate.
Each one was a representation of a different curve being inflated. One had large bouncy breasts, another had a large tight ass, and the third was noticeably not curvy and skinnier than the first two.
The girls flanked you and stood by your side as you sat, waiting on you to start the game.
"You're not gonna get us popped are you?" The one with large breasts said sarcastically, hoisting them up by crossing her arms under them.
"I know you can do it!" the one with the large ass said, bouncing on her toes giving you a thumbs up.
"Oh, I'm sure he'll do fine" The skinny one casually remarked.
The glow of the screen gave each balloon-girl a nice sheen on the screen, making them appear almost translucent.
Each balloon-girl held their breath as the game counted down "3...2...1...Go!" and let out exhales as the "Go!" was accompanied by a track pistol sound effect.
The balloon-girls looked on comfortably as the first easy obstacles came and went.
"Ooh he's approaching the first tough one..." the large breasted one said as she nervously nibbled on her rubber fingernail, leaning forward to get a better look at the game. You couldnt help but notice her cleavage deepen as she leaned in.
A challenging jump came into view. Each balloon-girl breathed a sigh of relief as you managed to make it across the difficult gap. "See I told you he'd do fine" the skinny one said, placing a hand on her hip and leaning against the machine.
Your game character progressed a little longer and suddenly you were struck by an obstacle coming out of left field. It popped your balloon-girl character and the game paused. The balloon-girls gasped and looked at each other, eyes wide at what had just happened on the screen. A couple seconds later a panel cranked open and a a sewing needle attached a robotic arm slowly whirred out of the machine.
"Uh oh." said the one with the large ass as the needle loomed above them. "Here it comes..." Unsure of who it was going to pick. Each balloon-girl was anxiously transfixed on it, you could even hear one of them audibly gulp. The needle rotated around as if it was deciding which balloon-girl would get popped. Suddenly, with a quick whir of its servos, the needle oriented itself towards the large breasted one and shot down.
"Son of a-" her eyes widened and she recoiled in surprise, cupping her breasts reflexively. This actually pushed them together, making a better target for the needle.
The robotic arm plunged the needle into her right breast, popping her on the spot. She let out a yelpy moan before she burst with a poof of air into a hundred different red fragments. A few landed on you. You had to wipe one off of your brow.
The remaining balloon-girls brushed the scraps off their shoulder and picked them out of their hair. "Just us two left!" The skinny one announced.
"Thought I was gonna be the one getting the pin" the big assed one said with a relieved sigh.
The game continued and you managed to make it a little ways before coming to your next obstacle - a group of moving platforms situated above a spike pit. You made the first two but the third platform was moving noticeably faster and in a diagonal direction. You missed it and fell into the pit below, comically popping your balloon-girl character.
"Oh jeez here it comes" the skinny one said as the spike came out again. This time the robotic arm gave the skinny girl a jab with the needle right in her belly. "Ahhh I hate this part" she said sucking in air through her teeth. Air was suddenly forcing itself into her through her mouth. Her body suddenly ballooned out in every direction. Her limbs, curves, and head were all being pressurized at once. Hisses of air erupted through her stoppers and plugs as she seemed to quickly hit her limit. Her hands felt around her body in discomfort, feeling herself expand. Her cheeks puffed out and her eyes widened as all of a sudden all of her plugs and stopper popped open at once and she burst into a few big fragments. One of the fragments draped itself over the head of the last balloon-girl, she pulled it off and gave you a shrug with a cheeky smile.
You eventually fell to a third obstacle and the mechanical arm came out for the final balloon-girl.
"Oh jeez here goes..." she said looking at the needle position itself behind her. She closed her eyes, arched her chest out and stuck out her ass, placing a latex hand on you for support and giving you a kiss on the cheek. The needle came out and jammed itself into the balloon-girl's ass...but it didnt pop her. "Ow!" the balloon-girl opened her eyes, looking back at the needle poking into her. "Wow, guess I got lucky..." she said with a giggle "Maybe I should back off of this before I blow...Oh!" but before she could the machine whined back to life and the needle pushed back into her
"Owwww not fair!" the balloon-girl shouted as the needle pushed and prodded into her with the sound of straining butt rubber. She gasped as she was popped into many different fragments before she could finish.
With that game finished. You got up and left for home. You wonder what this place will have next time?