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To make a long story short... girls get big!
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Chapter #4

Cathy's Gift

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It was too unusual a circumstance not to investigate, she she made up her mind. She'd follow her, figure out just where Cathy was going.

She carefully began to tail her friend, making sure to not look to conspicuous. Cathy would know what car Amanda was driving, so she was trying hard to make it look like she wasn't following behind her. Amanda was no pro, however, and she soon lost sight of her friend after stopping at a red light.

"Dammit! Where did she go?"

She had a rough idea of the area where Cathy had gone, but ultimately no specifics. On full alert, she spent some time driving around the blocks, hoping that her friend had stopped somewhere nearby. After only a few minutes, she had found her, albeit in the last place she expected.

"The warehouse for the party supply store in town?" she wondered aloud to herself. Perhaps Cathy had gotten a job there recently. If so, why hadn't she told her? Wasn't the store closed on the weekends anyway?

Still in stealth-mode, Amanda took her car around the block, parking it on the opposite end of the building. Careful to not make any noise, she turned off the vehicle, got out and closed her door as gently as she could. As she tiptoed around the building, questions continued to pop into her head. Regardless, she figured she would have the answers she wanted soon enough.

Amanda approached the entrance, noticing the large sliding door was slightly ajar. She slowly peered inside, her eyes having to adjust to the darkness within. As she began to make out the various objects within the warehouse, she came upon a rather large stash of helium cylinders.

They were quite similar to the kind you'd see a clown or balloon vendor use to blow up party balloons, just significantly larger. There had to be at least one hundred of them, all lined up neatly in rows. Upon closer inspection, she noticed three of them had hoses that were...

"Floating?" she questioned.

Indeed, hoses had been attached to three of the tanks and were seemingly hovering in midair. Amanda slowly followed the hoses with her eyes and gasped as she followed them all the way up. Above her, she saw a massive, light colored balloon hovering in the air, the bottom hemisphere clad in a pink cotton fabric. The thing had to be at least 15 feet wide!

"Wow..." she whispered. Perhaps Cathy had come by to fill up the parade float above her. If that were the case, though, where was she exactly? She looked back at the balloon, pondering just what the heck it was supposed to be.

It was very slowly rotating in the air, and soon she saw it wasn't perfectly round at all. Though it was mostly a giant sphere, except two domes protruded from it. Strangely they looked like a massive pair of breasts, complete with some rather tiny nipples. "How lewd," she thought before yet another feature came into view. All of the hoses seemed to converge at what looked like a person's head. As she tried to get a look at the face, she suddenly understood just what she was looking at.

"No fucking way..."

The massive balloon above her was Cathy. Somehow, her friend had become a parade float, nearly naked save for a massively huge pair of pink panties.

"Cathy!" she yelled "What the hell is going on?"

Cathy had been blissfully unaware that Amanda had entered the warehouse, too overcome in the sensation of her inflation. Her eyes popped open as she heard her voice, seeing Amanda awestruck below her. She spat out the hoses in her mouth. She had to think of something to say...

Amanda spoke first, however. Surprisingly, it wasn't how or why Cathy had become a balloon. She wasn't even curious as to why her friend was nearly naked. Rather, she was curious how Cathy had come across a pair of panties that stretched fifteen panties. "How in the hell did you find panties that fucking big?!"

Cathy thought the question odd, but at least it gave her time to think. "Um... they were a gift." In all honestly it wasn't quite a lie. They had been a gift to Samantha, not her. She had stolen them, but had no idea what they could do.

"A gift?" Amanda yelled back. "I got some panties as a gift this morning! Who in the hell sends panties as gifts. Rather personal, I think."

Cathy wondered if the same person who had gifted Samantha her panties had done the same to Amanda. Only one way to find out. "Amanda, take a really deep breath and tell me if you feel bloated."

Now that she thought of it, ever since breakfast, she had felt a bit bloated. Cathy's request was an odd one, but Amanda obliged. She took a long, hard breath, filling her lungs and puffing out her stomach. As she exhaled, however, she noticed her stomach was still puffed out. She looked down at herself, her bloated belly peeking beneath the bottom of her shirt.

Cathy noticed the change as well, concluding their underwear was one in the same. Perhaps explaining the situation wouldn't be as awkward as she thought.

Amanda listened as Cathy explained about her situation and experiments. Admittedly, it was all rather far-fetched, but as she looked back at her stomach, she had to admit it was probably all true, if not a bit frightening.

"You should try it," coaxed Cathy. "It feels great!"

Amanda gave her a perplexed look. "Are you serious? Why would I want to look like I belong in a Macy's Day parade?"

"You don't have to do as much as I have. Start small, just try a little bit."

Amanda still wasn't convinced it was a good idea. "How much have you had?"

"I've already had three tanks before these three... so six altogether."

"Six?!" The thought was absurd, but that would explain how massive Cathy had become. "What if I don't like it? Can I go back to normal?"

"Of course! I tried it at home earlier, and I was able to deflate completely.

The whole situation sounded ludicrous. A human being able to blow up like a balloon? It was not something to consider lightly and, after mulling it over, she decided...

You have the following choices:

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2. Go for broke

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3. Walk away

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