When Jack shipped out for the Middle East, Jill was six and a half months pregnant. As Jill grew their love life improved as well… Jack enjoyed making love to his big-bellied wife. Just before shipping out he made an off the cuff remark that he wished he could be there to watch her grow. Every couple weeks she would e-mail him photos of her progress.
Then the delivery day came. She noticed that most of her round splendor was not gone. Knowing she was still stretched out, she went to the store and bought one of those large punching balloons because they get quite large, and they’re durable, and a length of hose. She cemented the line into the balloon, and then inserted the balloon up into her uterus. Slowly, steadily, she began to blow into the hose and inflate the balloon. It was working! Jill was getting her round belly back! She blew until she felt full, and corked off the line. She sat down to watch some TV, and admire her restored belly. After a time, she fell asleep on the couch, and when she awoke the next morning her “full” feeling was gone. Alarmed she reached for her belly, and looked down, to find everything was still in tact, it was just that her body had gotten used to the added size. She thought, I probably shouldn’t do this, but I just can’t help it. She un corked the hose, and began to blow again. It was only a couple of puffs until she felt full again, so she stopped there. She decided to take care of some house work, and between the baby and the house, she had forgotten all about the balloon inside her. She had intended to remove it before going to bed that night, but was out as soon as she hit the bed. At three AM the baby woke her up by crying. As she was feeding and changing baby, she realized that she had fallen asleep without removing her inflation device. Jill then decided to get rid of it when she laid back down and again, but she was asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
The next morning she woke up and realized she had fallen asleep still inflated again. But again, the baby needed attention again, and then decided she wanted breakfast. “Should I take this thing out of me first” she thought, “or take care of it after I eat?” She decided it would be ok to leave it, after all, it had been there all this time and she wasn’t feeling any ill effects… So Jill had her breakfast, and did her daily tasks. She decided to remain inflated all day. That evening everything was still fine, so she left it alone. Besides, she was accustomed to having this big belly anyway.
The next morning, after tending to the baby, she noticed, she wasn’t having that full feeling anymore. She went back and lay down on her bed, opened the line and began to blow again. This time she didn’t want to stop with just the full feeling. She wanted to push a little harder. She pushed to the point of discomfort. She was noticeably bigger than just before she delivered, but not yet as big as a friend of hers who had twins. She now had a goal. Especially since she knew her balloon wasn’t even half inflated yet. Next she went to the computer and sent an e-mail to Jack. She enclosed some pics of the baby, but said nothing of her inflation experiment.
As the weeks went by, Jill huffed and puffed and blew herself up. She knew the punching balloon had to be getting to its limit. So she packed baby up, and got in the car and headed down to the Wal Mart. She was so big by now, she almost couldn’t get behind the steering wheel. She found the solution to her problem. A giant playground/dodge ball. And the best part here is, it inflates with a small ball pump and needle, which is only inserted when needed. Instead of the cumbersome system she had before. She couldn’t wait to try out her new inflator when she got home. She pumped herself as full as she could stand.
The next day she was notified that Jack sustained a minor injury, and was being shipped home to recuperate. This was real incentive to push it to the limits. By the time his bus arrived, she was enormous! He couldn’t believe his eyes. “What had she done?” He thought,, but he really didn’t care how, he just knew that the end result was fantastic.
Over the next few months, Jack was able to help Jill with her inflation. She was getting huge and Jack was enjoying every minute of it!
Then just as Jack was getting near to having to go back, he got a phone call… Osama Bin Laden has just been killed by a bunker buster fired form an F-15. He was also told that the mere rumor that President Bush was thinking about nuking Iran had them running scared and President Bush was about to meet with Kim Jong Il in regards to his nuclear disarmament. If Il complies this will mean end to the war on terror. It was at this point Jack knew he would not have to leave his ballooning bride ever again.

Quality. ^_^

Are we to be treated to a continuance? Or perhapse something else of the style? :D

And I would suggest changing the ball in the future, as a dodgeball would create significant discomfort and uterine irritation.

Quality.
Are we to be treated to a continuance? Or perhapse something else of the style?
THanks. I dn't know about a continuance, as I;m not sure that anything else needs, or could be said. Somthing else in a like style. Well,,, I won't make any promises, but I think that could be arranged.

And I would suggest changing the ball in the future, as a dodgeball would create significant discomfort and uterine irritation.
Well,,, though written in a manner as to seem plausable, (and I guess it is to a point) the bottom line is, it is just a story... However, I did consiter a weather baloon, it seemed a bit flimsy, and I wanted somthing with a valve that would be easy to acess... I also consiterd one of those huge exercize balls as they do have a smoother surface than a dodgeball, but I wasnt sure what they're called, and I wasn't sure everyone could identify with them.

Well, if it helps...I believe most readers will have seen some of those giant rubber play-balls for kids in toy stores...and I think they would do the trick, as well as get even larger. And as for the exercise balls...same idea, and I don't wee whereas it wouldn't be feasable if it's described properly. :thumbsup:

I have to say, it's a pretty good story!

I agree. This is a good story. Maybe you can have Jill's friend get jealous and try to pump herself up bigger than Jill. That would make a nice continuation.