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*cough cough* Short story below *cough* *cough*
[Short Story Begins]
Somehow, every year in high school, Latias and I have been nominated for something that will go into the school yearbook. So far, sis and I have been nominated for fastest twins, most dynamic duo, and polar opposites (towards inflation). Our school, in particular, goes one step further by featuring the pictures of those nominated on display throughout the school halls for a few days. The day when the photos are posted isn’t normally something anyone looks forward to, but each time, everyone tends to get a kick out of the funny poses sis and I make for the photo. Unfortunately, with final exams right around the corner, everyone was clearly on edge and spirits weren’t very high. I couldn’t blame them, the midterm exams definitely put a dent in everyone’s confidence, including mine. So, when word got out that sis and I were nominated again, we both agreed to make this year’s photo extra special in hopes of lightening everyone’s mood.
But what would resonate well with everyone? When we got home that night, I pitched a crazy idea to Latias.
‘R-Really?! You’ll balloon?!’ Latias’ ears shot up in surprise. I proposed the two of us inflate for the picture and pose in a cute manner. I even made a sketch of the two of us in the photo.
After a brief moment of silence, it was apparent even Latias was surprised by my willingness.
‘But, uh … how are we going to do that?’ Latias commented clearly onboard with the idea.
‘Well, there’s no conceivable way the school is going to hand over a helium tank for a simple photo, especially given your…’ I turned towards Latias, ‘…history of balloon antics.’
‘Hey, it makes others smile!’ Latias quickly fired back, crossing her arms.
I clapped my paws together. ‘Exactly! And that’s why I think this is the best idea. But, we have to keep it a secret until the pictures get posted.’
To get around this little issue, Latias’ brilliant solution was for each of us to puff the other up. Since our muzzles get in the way, a straw was chosen to bridge the gap. I was quick to question why we didn’t just psychically blow each other up but that was swiftly ignored
…
When the day came to take everyone’s photo, the two of us came prepared.
Today was an especially hot outside, but despite this, we reported to our respective classes and were eventually called outside to take our photo. As planned, we excused ourselves from our escorts to get prepared and met up at a predetermined spot on campus where no-one could see our transformation (…this was more for my own sake since I wasn’t as keen on ballooning in public as Latias was).
‘The coast seems clear,’ Latias telepathed after inspecting the area.
Reaching into my bag, I pulled out an oversized and decorative straw and placed on end in my mouth.
“Ready?” I muttered over the straw.
But, before Latias gave her reply, she wasted no time taking a deep breath and plugging herself in. My eyes widened realizing what was about to happen and I took my own deep breath. In unison, we blew as hard as we could into the straw.
Initially, a bit of air leaked out. But then, the straw bulged out in the center from the pressure and our cheeks swelled and inflated. An audible groan came from both of our bellies as Latias and I strained to blow as hard as we could into each other. Slowly but surely, our limbs puffed up, stretched, and squeaked to life. It took several puffs, but as the pressure grew in each of us, so did our elastic frames. Even our ears joined the stretchy fun as our bellies and wings swelled out in all directions with each cool expansion-filled breath. Our bellies groaned in protest to the sudden inflation, but Latias purred with glee as each puff added inch after inch to our already swollen ballooned bodies. It didn’t matter that she was puffing more than I was since the pressure was shared mutually, making us equally ballooned and round. With each puff, our bodies stretched out further and the area became filled with the sounds of two rubber balloons inflating. I tried my best to hold a straight face, but with each puff and squeak confirming I was growing, I couldn’t hide my excitement at what we were doing. Latias and I both have our fair share of experiences inflating like balloons, but blowing each other up through a straw certainly wasn’t one of them. XD
…
Eventually, after a lot of puffing, stretching, and giggling between the two of us, I found I couldn’t blow any harder into the straw.
While still plugged in, I telepathed, ‘Hey sis, I think we should stop. That’s all I can do.’
Latias noticed this. Her expression clearly showed she wasn’t having any of it and took another deep breath.
‘S-Sis?! We’re already the size of oversized beach balls!’ I protested but was cut off with another cool rush of air surging into me, blowing me up even bigger.
Her lungs must have been a lot stronger than mine because, to my surprise, Latias was able to get at least another dozen puffs into both of us. Eventually, she tapped out and collapsed into my over-inflated paws from feeling light-headed. As I helped her up, she lightly squeezed my paws with hers and seeing them deform like balloons, it hit me that we were both now properly inflated. Nearly every inch of ourselves was pumped up to some degree and our bellies being the most prominently ballooned.
After recuperating and inspecting our work, we packed our things and hid atop the roof of a building near to where the photos were being taken and waited for our turn. Unplanned by either of us, the particularly hot afternoon coupled with the enormous amount of air stored in each of us had caused us to swell and grow slightly bigger than before. Latias was clearly enjoying her situation, stalling time by pressing into herself to displace the air inside and inflate other parts of herself cartoonishly. I, on the other hand, struggled a bit to hold myself together from spontaneously blimping. After what felt like half an hour everyone had taken their pictures and left. With that, Latias and I floated down from where we were hiding to the cameraman who was clearly surprised to see an oversized red and blue balloon greet him.
The cameraman was a bit confused and we had to explain ourselves before he would take our picture. To our delight, he agreed to not say anything and happily took his position behind the camera, curious to see what pose we’d take. Just as we practiced back at home, Latias reached behind my neck and I did the same with hers. It was a bit of a stretch, but together, we pulled each other in close as our ears rubbed and squeaked against each other’s heads. Our bellies bumped against each other with a low but audible bwoong causing us both to blush. But, we quickly bounced back, threw up a pose and smiled for the camera.
It took the cameraman a few seconds to stop snickering and steady the camera after watching us struggle comedically, but eventually, we got our photo taken. Afterward, we exchanged a few words and laughs with the cameraman before he packed up and left.
Unfortunately for Latias, to keep our secret until the pictures were posted, we both had to deflate before returning to class. But, after a minute of letting the air out, the constant exposure to the ambient heat actually made us grow a bit in size … clearly, deflating was going to take a while. While I was letting my air out, Latias managed to sneak behind me and gave my belly a really tight squeeze – so much so that her paws disappeared beneath my rubbery belly.
I squeaked at the surprise hug and immediately all the air stored in me rushed out. In no time flat, my belly deflated back to its normal (still round-ish) size leaving only my ears slightly puffed. When I turned around, I tried to hide my smile but was surprised to see Latias with her paws at her rounded sides waiting for me to return the favor …
I guess she also needed some help…
…
Or she just wanted to have some last-minute fun definitely the latter
…
Not wanting to stall any more time than we had left, I wrapped my paws around her ballooned red belly and squeezed. With my head pressed against her round, shiny, inflated balloon for a belly, I could clearly see my reflection. But, it was quickly obvious Latias wasn’t deflating. Apparently, I wasn’t squeezing hard enough because the air in Latias simply displaced and puffed up the rest of her upper body (not that she minded based on all of her gigglings).
“Y-You have to squeeze harder!” Latias struggled to say in between her giggling fit.
As instructed, I squeezed her belly harder than before. My face and paws sunk into Latias’ ballooned frame and Latias squealed with joy as the air displaced, stretching her out even further and filling the surrounding area with the sounds of a balloon stretching.
“S-Squeeze … h-harder!” Latias weakly cried out clearly suggesting she didn’t want the fun to stop yet. There’s simply nothing like feeling yourself stretch and grow in all direction … and Latias was enjoying every moment while it lasted.
We were running out of time so I added a psychic grip around Latias and myself and squeezed inward as hard as I could. Latias was caught off guard and for a brief moment, her upper body blimped from the pressure. Soon after, all the air in her rushed out in a loud whoosh.
As her overinflated self shrunk back to normal and her shine faded away, it took Latias a few seconds to recover from deflating so quickly. She was clearly dazed but at the same time couldn’t stop giggling after what just happened … and neither could I. After regaining some of our composure, we deflated our ears, gave each other a celebratory high-three, and returned to our classes - making sure to keep quiet about the photoshoot.
…
About a week later, after arriving on campus, Latias and I were surprised to find our picture posted alongside all of the other nominees throughout the halls. That day, everyone seemed a little more upbeat than before and there was a more positive aura in the air. We weren’t sure if our posters contributed much to the atmosphere so, during lunch, sis and I ate our lunches around one of our posters and watched students pass by. Nearly everyone who passed by had some form of a smile going and even a few friendly jokes were made about our photo, some saying we should have been nominated for ‘class clowns’ or ‘biggest airheads’. A few friends asked about how we pulled it off and some even tried pressuring me to balloon for them – to which I swiftly vacated the area and Latias promptly took over. But, everyone seemed to having a great time.
Nevertheless, neither Latias nor I denied to each other about having fun that day and I guess that’s what counts.
[FIN]
Short story for this piece. I wasn't able to go into as much detail as I'd like but I hope this piece lightens your day.
I'll be heading back to school in the coming week but I've been sketching a lot during the break so there's something to look forward to.
Close-up of the duo: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/35670219/
Latios, Latias © Game Freak
[Short Story Begins]
Somehow, every year in high school, Latias and I have been nominated for something that will go into the school yearbook. So far, sis and I have been nominated for fastest twins, most dynamic duo, and polar opposites (towards inflation). Our school, in particular, goes one step further by featuring the pictures of those nominated on display throughout the school halls for a few days. The day when the photos are posted isn’t normally something anyone looks forward to, but each time, everyone tends to get a kick out of the funny poses sis and I make for the photo. Unfortunately, with final exams right around the corner, everyone was clearly on edge and spirits weren’t very high. I couldn’t blame them, the midterm exams definitely put a dent in everyone’s confidence, including mine. So, when word got out that sis and I were nominated again, we both agreed to make this year’s photo extra special in hopes of lightening everyone’s mood.
But what would resonate well with everyone? When we got home that night, I pitched a crazy idea to Latias.
‘R-Really?! You’ll balloon?!’ Latias’ ears shot up in surprise. I proposed the two of us inflate for the picture and pose in a cute manner. I even made a sketch of the two of us in the photo.
After a brief moment of silence, it was apparent even Latias was surprised by my willingness.
‘But, uh … how are we going to do that?’ Latias commented clearly onboard with the idea.
‘Well, there’s no conceivable way the school is going to hand over a helium tank for a simple photo, especially given your…’ I turned towards Latias, ‘…history of balloon antics.’
‘Hey, it makes others smile!’ Latias quickly fired back, crossing her arms.
I clapped my paws together. ‘Exactly! And that’s why I think this is the best idea. But, we have to keep it a secret until the pictures get posted.’
To get around this little issue, Latias’ brilliant solution was for each of us to puff the other up. Since our muzzles get in the way, a straw was chosen to bridge the gap.
…
When the day came to take everyone’s photo, the two of us came prepared.
Today was an especially hot outside, but despite this, we reported to our respective classes and were eventually called outside to take our photo. As planned, we excused ourselves from our escorts to get prepared and met up at a predetermined spot on campus where no-one could see our transformation (…this was more for my own sake since I wasn’t as keen on ballooning in public as Latias was).
‘The coast seems clear,’ Latias telepathed after inspecting the area.
Reaching into my bag, I pulled out an oversized and decorative straw and placed on end in my mouth.
“Ready?” I muttered over the straw.
But, before Latias gave her reply, she wasted no time taking a deep breath and plugging herself in. My eyes widened realizing what was about to happen and I took my own deep breath. In unison, we blew as hard as we could into the straw.
Initially, a bit of air leaked out. But then, the straw bulged out in the center from the pressure and our cheeks swelled and inflated. An audible groan came from both of our bellies as Latias and I strained to blow as hard as we could into each other. Slowly but surely, our limbs puffed up, stretched, and squeaked to life. It took several puffs, but as the pressure grew in each of us, so did our elastic frames. Even our ears joined the stretchy fun as our bellies and wings swelled out in all directions with each cool expansion-filled breath. Our bellies groaned in protest to the sudden inflation, but Latias purred with glee as each puff added inch after inch to our already swollen ballooned bodies. It didn’t matter that she was puffing more than I was since the pressure was shared mutually, making us equally ballooned and round. With each puff, our bodies stretched out further and the area became filled with the sounds of two rubber balloons inflating. I tried my best to hold a straight face, but with each puff and squeak confirming I was growing, I couldn’t hide my excitement at what we were doing. Latias and I both have our fair share of experiences inflating like balloons, but blowing each other up through a straw certainly wasn’t one of them. XD
…
Eventually, after a lot of puffing, stretching, and giggling between the two of us, I found I couldn’t blow any harder into the straw.
While still plugged in, I telepathed, ‘Hey sis, I think we should stop. That’s all I can do.’
Latias noticed this. Her expression clearly showed she wasn’t having any of it and took another deep breath.
‘S-Sis?! We’re already the size of oversized beach balls!’ I protested but was cut off with another cool rush of air surging into me, blowing me up even bigger.
Her lungs must have been a lot stronger than mine because, to my surprise, Latias was able to get at least another dozen puffs into both of us. Eventually, she tapped out and collapsed into my over-inflated paws from feeling light-headed. As I helped her up, she lightly squeezed my paws with hers and seeing them deform like balloons, it hit me that we were both now properly inflated. Nearly every inch of ourselves was pumped up to some degree and our bellies being the most prominently ballooned.
After recuperating and inspecting our work, we packed our things and hid atop the roof of a building near to where the photos were being taken and waited for our turn. Unplanned by either of us, the particularly hot afternoon coupled with the enormous amount of air stored in each of us had caused us to swell and grow slightly bigger than before. Latias was clearly enjoying her situation, stalling time by pressing into herself to displace the air inside and inflate other parts of herself cartoonishly. I, on the other hand, struggled a bit to hold myself together from spontaneously blimping. After what felt like half an hour everyone had taken their pictures and left. With that, Latias and I floated down from where we were hiding to the cameraman who was clearly surprised to see an oversized red and blue balloon greet him.
The cameraman was a bit confused and we had to explain ourselves before he would take our picture. To our delight, he agreed to not say anything and happily took his position behind the camera, curious to see what pose we’d take. Just as we practiced back at home, Latias reached behind my neck and I did the same with hers. It was a bit of a stretch, but together, we pulled each other in close as our ears rubbed and squeaked against each other’s heads. Our bellies bumped against each other with a low but audible bwoong causing us both to blush. But, we quickly bounced back, threw up a pose and smiled for the camera.
It took the cameraman a few seconds to stop snickering and steady the camera after watching us struggle comedically, but eventually, we got our photo taken. Afterward, we exchanged a few words and laughs with the cameraman before he packed up and left.
Unfortunately for Latias, to keep our secret until the pictures were posted, we both had to deflate before returning to class. But, after a minute of letting the air out, the constant exposure to the ambient heat actually made us grow a bit in size … clearly, deflating was going to take a while. While I was letting my air out, Latias managed to sneak behind me and gave my belly a really tight squeeze – so much so that her paws disappeared beneath my rubbery belly.
I squeaked at the surprise hug and immediately all the air stored in me rushed out. In no time flat, my belly deflated back to its normal (still round-ish) size leaving only my ears slightly puffed. When I turned around, I tried to hide my smile but was surprised to see Latias with her paws at her rounded sides waiting for me to return the favor …
I guess she also needed some help…
…
Or she just wanted to have some last-minute fun
…
Not wanting to stall any more time than we had left, I wrapped my paws around her ballooned red belly and squeezed. With my head pressed against her round, shiny, inflated balloon for a belly, I could clearly see my reflection. But, it was quickly obvious Latias wasn’t deflating. Apparently, I wasn’t squeezing hard enough because the air in Latias simply displaced and puffed up the rest of her upper body (not that she minded based on all of her gigglings).
“Y-You have to squeeze harder!” Latias struggled to say in between her giggling fit.
As instructed, I squeezed her belly harder than before. My face and paws sunk into Latias’ ballooned frame and Latias squealed with joy as the air displaced, stretching her out even further and filling the surrounding area with the sounds of a balloon stretching.
“S-Squeeze … h-harder!” Latias weakly cried out clearly suggesting she didn’t want the fun to stop yet. There’s simply nothing like feeling yourself stretch and grow in all direction … and Latias was enjoying every moment while it lasted.
We were running out of time so I added a psychic grip around Latias and myself and squeezed inward as hard as I could. Latias was caught off guard and for a brief moment, her upper body blimped from the pressure. Soon after, all the air in her rushed out in a loud whoosh.
As her overinflated self shrunk back to normal and her shine faded away, it took Latias a few seconds to recover from deflating so quickly. She was clearly dazed but at the same time couldn’t stop giggling after what just happened … and neither could I. After regaining some of our composure, we deflated our ears, gave each other a celebratory high-three, and returned to our classes - making sure to keep quiet about the photoshoot.
…
About a week later, after arriving on campus, Latias and I were surprised to find our picture posted alongside all of the other nominees throughout the halls. That day, everyone seemed a little more upbeat than before and there was a more positive aura in the air. We weren’t sure if our posters contributed much to the atmosphere so, during lunch, sis and I ate our lunches around one of our posters and watched students pass by. Nearly everyone who passed by had some form of a smile going and even a few friendly jokes were made about our photo, some saying we should have been nominated for ‘class clowns’ or ‘biggest airheads’. A few friends asked about how we pulled it off and some even tried pressuring me to balloon for them – to which I swiftly vacated the area and Latias promptly took over. But, everyone seemed to having a great time.
Nevertheless, neither Latias nor I denied to each other about having fun that day and I guess that’s what counts.
[FIN]
Short story for this piece. I wasn't able to go into as much detail as I'd like but I hope this piece lightens your day.
I'll be heading back to school in the coming week but I've been sketching a lot during the break so there's something to look forward to.
Close-up of the duo: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/35670219/
Latios, Latias © Game Freak
Category All / Inflation
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 2000 x 3866px
File Size 1.94 MB
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