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Anonymous
managed to shuffle my feet enough so I could turn myself to look at the full-length mirror on the opposite wall. When I saw myself, I was too astonished even to cry. I had been turned into a human blimp. My body was immense, an enormous, flesh-pink sphere, nearly as wide as it was tall. My skin was shiny and flushed, from being stretched to such an extreme, and my nipples were just two dark red-pink disks on the surface of my vast, curving belly. My protruding belly-button stuck out like a thumb-tip. Otherwise, I was perfectly smooth all over, except where my hands and feet stuck out. It was so weird, knowing that my vagina was down around my ankles, only inches off the floor.
From downstairs, I could hear my sister close the front door, start her car and drive off. I began to cry then, feeling utterly helpless. I was trapped in my room, blown up to an enormous size, scarcely able to move. And then I heard a tapping at the window! I knew at once who it was. It was Matt, a guy in my class I really liked. We had arranged it in school on Friday that he would sneak over to my house tonight, get the ladder from the garage, and climb up to my room. That way, if my sister had stayed home, I could have snuck out. Before I could say anything, he'd slid open the window, clambered into my room and stood, mouth hanging open, at the sight of my huge, shiny-pink blimp-body.
I stared back at him, ready to start crying again if he freaked out, or began to laugh, but instead, he just closed his mouth, stepped a little closer and said quietly, "Is this really you?" And he slowly reached out to brush his fingertips against my immense, swollen belly. His face was full of awe and wonder.
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