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Anonymous
Inflation GO!!!!!
>> Anonymous
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anan feeds
>> Anonymous
>>435386
MOAR NOW!!!!
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous Phantom
>>435386
MOAR LIKE THIS!
(just random tubes would also be accepted to revive thread)
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Ask and ye shall receive ;p
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous Phantom
Asking>>435410. . .

Awaiting reception.
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>>435248
sauce? mine is tokiryoujoku 24
>> Anonymous
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Random tubes, you say?
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We can do random tubes.
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Lots of random tubes on the internet.
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Yup, just cloggin up the tubes with pictures of other tubes.
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>>435688
Furry is against the rules, faggot.
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>>435721
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>>435410
>>435663
Sauce?
>> Anonymous
the last couple pages need a source. NOW.
>> Anonymous
moar!! *bump*
>> Anonymous
To her relief, it tasted like water as well, although it was warm and not incredibly refreshing. However, drinking warm water was better than stumbling around weakly, so Amber decided she should probably drink some more. Leaning forward, she opened her mouth and closed it around the bulb. There was a satisfying squish as the bulb compressed between her jaws, causing water to trickle out and down her throat.

Barely an instant later, the bulb swelled considerably, filling Amber's mouth and nearly causing her to gag. Startled, she tried to open her mouth enough to remove the bulb, but it had grown too large and was stuck between her jaws. She grabbed the branch with both hands and yanked away from her, her grunting muffled by the bulb, but even that didn't cause the plant to budge.

And then she noticed it. After she had given up pulling the bulb out, she watched the branch firm up ever so slightly. She barely had any time to consider the cause before water began gushing out of the bulb and into her mouth. Caught by surprise once again, Amber gagged again, but it didn't do any good. There was no place for the liquid to go but down.

The bulb swelled again, pressing against the back of Amber's throat, and she began instinctively gagging repeatedly, choking on the water before it finally flowed down her throat. It took her a moment or two, but she was finally able to adjust to the flow, fighting to close her throat while she took a quick breath, and then letting the water continue on down.
>> Anonymous
It wasn't until Amber felt herself leaning forward and downward that she noticed her stomach had grown. It had pulled the midsection of her jumpsuit taut and made her look several months pregnant. Shocked, she struggled to get to her feet, and began tugging at the branch again, but it was no use. Desperate for options, she remembered the pocketknife in her back pocket. If she couldn't pull the branch out, she could cut it! As she reached behind her, she realized that it was not just her stomach that was growing. Her hand met her backside before she expected, as it had also begun expanding now. Unable to move her head much, due to the branch it was attached to, Amber could not see what was happening behind. Fumbling around her growing posterior with her hand, she felt the pocketknife - deep in her back right pocket. She tried to cram her hand into the pocket, but the jumpsuit was growing too tight. Underneath the suit, she felt the waistband of her panties snap.

The only way to get the knife out was to loosen the material. The only way to loosen the material was to take the jumpsuit off.

Amber reached up to her neck to began unzipping the jumpsuit. As she worked it down her body, it stopped near the top of her stomach, and glancing down, she was shocked at how much she had grown in that short a time. She had to really push hard to get the zipper further down as the material got tighter, and even then she couldn't reach far enough out to get it all the way down past her belly... she was simply too big. Still, it was possible that she had unzipped enough for her to egress, so she began frantically pulling her arms out of the suit.
>> Anonymous
Her breasts began to bulge within her sports bra as she managed to push the suit down to her waist. However, that was as far as it went. Amber's butt stuck out almost a foot in back, and her stomach possibly three feet in front. Her thighs were beginning to grow as well, and Amber wondered if it was becoming hopeless. Then she felt a seam rip open between her legs, and it spread down the insides of her legs and up her front and back. She also felt the zipper, somewhere near her belly button, loosen as it was rended from its seam entirely. Before long, what was left of the jumpsuit fell limp to the floor.

Amber grunted with satisfaction before realizing that now she had a new problem. Having the pocketknife on the floor, and not in her hand, didn't do her any good. And now it would be harder to reach. Struggling with her added weight, she tested the strength of her knees to bend down far enough so she could reach down and pick up the suit, but they grew shaky before she was anywhere close. Amber returned to her standing position, wincing in discomfort at her size, and having to lean backward to keep from falling forward. She really was becoming huge now, and before long even her breasts would not be contained within her sports bra. Also reducing the effectiveness of her reach were her growing sides.

"I need to do something NOW," she thought. Looking to her side as best she could, she thought she still might be able to reach the suit if she were closer to the ground. Using her feet, she kicked the suit to the side and out from under her, and then tried to slowly lower herself to the floor. Unfortunately, as soon as she unlocked her knees, her legs gave and she fell forward, landing on her enormous belly and rolling backward onto her knees. The floor beneath her shook from the impact and she heard a creaking sound, only adding to her uneasiness about the situation.
>> Anonymous
The strained sports bra finally ripped in the front, allowing her breasts to burst through. With her mobility shrinking rapidly, Amber reached down her side as far as she could, pinched the suit between two fingers, and pulled it off the ground. Her bent legs began to bulge underneath her as her back began spreading out behind. She couldn't reach her left arm across her breasts, so she had only one hand with which to search the suit for the pocketknife. Her fingers frantically fumbled through the suit looking for the knife, hoping to find it quickly.

And quickly she did. Feeling the hard object in the mass of fabric, she jumped with surprise and struggled to remove it from its pocket. With knife now in hand, she let the suit go, now only needing to open the knife. Reaching her hands above her head (because that was the only place she could bring them together), she opened the blade 180 degrees until the sharp edge was fully exposed. Underneath, her legs began to straighten uselessly as her belly now began lifting her knees off the ground. She could no longer flex her legs at will. Reaching up, Amber took the knife and began to cut the branch as best as she could, grunting through the stream of water still pumping down her throat.

Ultimately, her best was not good enough. Even after getting a pretty good slicing motion going, she barely made a nick in the surface of the branch. Then her arms, from shoulders to fingers, began to swell up, and Amber was forced to throw the knife away before dropping it on herself and... well, who knows what. She heard the blade rattle against the floor several feet away as she stared the branch down.
>> Anonymous
With no other options remaining, Amber pondered this strange plant. Was this occurrance natural? "Natural" barely described what was happening to her, it seemed. If not that, was it random, perhaps in the way that dandelion seeds fly? Or maybe it was a defense mechanism, or some sort of trap? Amber was reminded of feeding bugs to the Venus fly trap she'd had as a little girl.

Amber's physical features diminished as she continued to grow larger and rounder, and before long she found her mobility reduced to zero. The floor shifted again, causing her round form to quiver and her to gurgle on the water. A groaning sound arose from the old steel supports under the concrete, and Amber began to feel cracks working their way across the floor underneath her. The tenor of the groaning steel rose, and a low rumble began to rise before the floor eventually gave way, with large sections of concrete dropping into the basements below as the steel crumbled underneath. The great bell fell downward and clanged loudly as it hit the bottom.

As the blimped Amber began to fall, the branch of the plant snapped taut, whipping Amber's head about and causing her to gurgle in pain. And then, as soon as it began, it was over. As her bottom side lost contact with the floor completely, she was left to dangle there helplessly like a bauble from a Christmas tree, occasionally bumping into the plant's thick stem that had been below the floor level. Her weight was causing intense stress on her mouth, and she wondered how long it would be before either of her jaw, her teeth, or the branch broke. There were three basement floors. In her condition, it was unlikely that any outcome would be good. She thought back to standing on the roof of her family's house as a kid, dangling a water balloon over the edge before dropping it onto the sidewalk below in an attempt to hit Pete.
>> Anonymous
For a few moments, there was relative silence as the ruckus of the collapsing floor subsided. The gulping sound of Amber's repeated swallows seemed to echo throughout the entire space. To an observer it might even have seemed peaceful. (Certainly not to Amber!) Suddenly, short, jerky motions began to send quaky jolts through her body. The branch was beginning to give, causing her to sink a few inches each time. With each jolt, the flow of water into her throat receded a little. As if that was any consolation at this point.

As the jolts became more frequent and violent, Amber's body sloshed in midair, and time seemed to slow down. Amber began to reflect on her life, and consciously wondered if this was the proverbial "life flashing before her eyes." Various images flooded her mind's eye before, finally, she saw herself as a slender young woman entering this hollow sanctuary. She now revisited the sensations of her massive size and shape - the pressure, the weight, the tightness. How was this possible? How could her figure have been distorted so?

And then the branch broke.
>> Anonymous
this thread needs to be candlejacked. Seriously. Too much text. I come to /d/ for
>> Anonymous
>>436496

Ha-ha. Well played, Anonymous. Well played. And yeah, we need more fucking candlejack or at least something better than this long-ass text shi