Just a heads up. This is a short inflation story. Not a lot of effort went into it. Don't exect anything amazing. I recieved the ideas for this story from an old commerical years ago. I'm beginning to wonder if I just imagined that commericial. Enough talk.

Her Favorite Treat
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By TwilightArk
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A female inflation story inspired by a Rice Crispies commercial. That one commercial where the guy sits in the lunchroom and a thought bubble of a rice crispy treat gets bigger and bigger and starts to fill the room and… sorry. Anyway, this story contains non-lethal popping, which means the character pops but they turn out all right in the end.
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Amber eagerly seated herself to an abandoned table in the cafeteria. She had black hair tied into a pair of pigtails along with blue eyes; She was wearing a pink sweater and blue overalls.
Inside the basket was something wrapped in wax paper. She removed the paper and smiled to herself after finding a sweet, sticky rice crispy treat waiting in her palm calling out to her to eat it. And sure enough, she replied by sinking her mouth into her first bite. The marshmallow was sweet and creamy while the crispies provided a satisfying crunch each time she chewed. With that, she took another bite and another and another and another while over the course of the lunch period, the square had shrunk to one last remaining bite.
She took the last morsel and popped it into her mouth. She chewed and chewed but it didn’t seem to end. She continued to chew but strangely enough, she couldn’t finish the bite. She was so preoccupied with doing so that she didn’t seem to care that her breasts were expanding right before her eyes. They swelled into spheres and began to rub against another all while stretching the top of her wool sweater. Her thighs began to burst away and turning her overalls into a dome. Some of the other students began to notice the solitary girl blowing up at her table. Some of them gasped at the unusual moment. Others couldn’t help but laugh as they softly giggled and laughed at such silliness. Either way, she paid no mind to them. She only continued to chew. The arms of her chair pushed into her bloated sides. Her belly began to inflate a beach ball and her back began to puff pulling her sweater even tighter. The table began to halt her overblown front and split it into halves. Her arms were currently in a stiff, spread out state suspended at her shoulder length. Her lower limbs had blown up losing any trace of their lean appearance. The size of her breasts began to neighbor her neck forcing her to tip her head upwards to continue eating. Amber was filling up the chair and beyond that as her waist began to bulge from under the arms of the chair. Unable to cope with the ballooning young lady it supported, the chair began to creak and slowly dismantle until giving way to her swelling form and breaking into pieces. She plopped to the floor with a light weightless greeting on her puffy posterior landing on the fragments of her chair. The mayhem barely fazed her however, as she was still determined to finish the last bite.
Students started to crowd around her watching the spectacle. Some of them bellowed and cheered wanting her to get bigger. Meanwhile, Amber was on her back paying no mind to them. Her growing body began to consume the rest of her starting with her bloated cushiony bottom disappearing into her and the upper half of her taut thick legs shrinking away, her pants cooperating without the slightest sense of hesitation. Her massive back pushed against the floor making her rise higher as if she were an untamed loaf of bread. Her vast wide chest began to combine with her conquering swollen belly slowing turning her into a sphere. The last of her limbs were being overpowered by her ballooning center reducing them to stranded hands and footsies. Even more surprising than the inflating girl was the clothing she was wearing. Her sweater and overalls would not strain, or tear. In fact, they seemed to be inflating with her.
Amber had finished rounding out, only now to simply getting bigger, not that she cared. She was still munching the last bite of treat. Students began to step away. They all had the same idea to keep their distance. She was large. Her belly was only inches away from contact with the ceiling. She was expanding faster than ever now, pushing chairs and tables out of her range. They roared and screeched upon being shoved against the floor. The boys and girls around her abandoned their original plan and retreated to the other side of the lunchroom to avoid getting squished by her blimp-like body. Upon reaching safe ground, they would turn around and continue to watch.
Amber had overshadowed nearly half the lunchroom when the chairs and tables suddenly stopped. They were no longer being pushed. She had stopped swelling but the hissing had not ceased. It continued to fill her when she could hold no more. Her tight frame began to groan and creak unable to contain any more pressure. The students realized that she was on the verge of popping and they started to worry. They either ran out of the lunchroom or found shelter under the remaining tables. The creaking only got louder and louder and just after it reached it’s loudest, an explosive snap erupted from her and she disappeared in a fog of clouds.
The others returned curious to find out what happened her. As the clouds disappeared, there was Amber. She wasn’t inflated. She wasn’t in pieces. She was… normal. She was back to her lean, uninflated, non-rubbery self. Her clothing was back to normal as well.
“That was tasty”, she said to herself. The bell rang. “Oops, time for class.” She grabbed her lunch basket and walked out the door acting if nothing happened.



How was it? Don't hold back. I could've worked on it more.

I think the next story I should work on, should be better than this.

Jester likes Twilight's new Twilight story. Especially because Twilight used Twilight Rice Crispies. Jester likes Rice Krispies a lot. Jester also found Twilight's idea of the school populus' attitude towards the expansion to be most interesting. Jester gives Twilight Twilight compliments.

Thank you but I can do better.

I thought it was pretty good and I give you mad points for "inflation by rice crispy treat" cause I don't think anybody has ever thought of that.
Descriptions were very good and the ending was amusing.

Nice story, with a non fatal poping yay *head snapes to one side* yes yes no fatal good good, heehe *head snaps back up* erm...... ignore that

Thanks to both of you. Nevertheless, I will try to write a better story next time.