The Mime

Cindy was sitting in the girl’s dorm playing with her phone. There was no homework that weekend, so everyone was just chilling and relaxing. Suddenly there was a DING! as she got a text message. Around the room other girls also got a message at the same time. They all looked at each other quizzically. Did someone send them all a mass-text? Almost in unison they all opened the message app to find out what it was.

All that came up was a YouTube link. Cindy cocked her head curiously. “What the hell is this?” Asked one of her friends who had already opened the video. Cindy looked around the room. It was pretty clear everyone was watching the video already. She looked back at her phone and the mysterious link before deciding to click it.

The YouTube video that opened was of a buxom woman dressed in a comical mime outfit. She wore a black and white striped long sleeve shirt, black slacks that were attached to black suspenders with big white buttons, white gloves, and her face was painted white with black lipstick. She waved at the camera for a bit, smiling and silently giggling to herself. Then she placed her hand on invisible handles and began to push up and down, miming as if she was using a bike pump.

“What’s going on?” Said one of Cindy’s friends who was already a couple seconds ahead of her in the video. Cindy looked over and noticed that her friend’s chest was slightly larger than it had been a moment ago, and it seemed like it was filing out quickly. She looked around the room and noticed that all the girls who had played the video were also experiencing similar expansions. There was a sudden tingle in her breasts and Cindy looked down to see her chest begin to fill out, stretching her shirt in rhythm to the mime’s pumping.

The mime in the video winked and continued to pump steadily. With each imaginary pump, the breasts of all the women in the dorm room grew and filled out like balloons being inflated. Around her, Cindy could hear the squeaking and creaking of rubber, and a couple of the girls began to moan. When she put her hand on her own inflating chest a sensual shockwave shivered through her body and she let out a low moan of pleasure. Whatever this mime was doing, it sure felt good!

The pumping continued, and the girls in the room began groaning and moaning louder and louder as their breasts grew steadily bigger and bigger. Some of the girls had put down their phones to play with themselves, leaving the video running. Others were busy massaging themselves. Cindy herself was having a hard time focusing on the video because of how intense the pressure was in her own chest. It felt so good and she instinctively began to masterbate as the intensity grew and grew.

“Wait, no! I’m too full!” Said one of her dorm mates. Cindy looked over at a girl who had played the video at 2x speed and noticed that her breasts were massive! There was a loud creaking sound coming from her chest and the intensity was clearly rocking this poor girl’s mind. She let out a loud scream of pleasure before suddenly there was a loud POP! and the girl’s empty clothes fell to the floor amid a pile of rubbery scraps.

This was enough to shock a bunch of the girls back to their senses. They all realized that if they kept playing the video, they would be next! Some of the girls tried to turn their phones off, but because of their massive breasts they couldn’t reach them anymore. One girl accidentally skipped to the end of the video in her panic to turn it off and subsequently exploded with a BANG! before she even realized what had happened. All around Cindy, girls who had watched the video before she had began to pop one by one! BANG! POP! KABOOM! SNAP! BOOM! Pieces of rubbery skin fragments flew about the room as tattered clothing fell limply to the floor around her.

Cindy stared at her own chest. It was HUGE already! It was almost the size of weather balloons! The pressure inside was beginning to strain her, and she could feel a strong sexual urge welling up inside her. She knew that in a moment she might not be able to stop the rising orgasm and she would burst! Yet somehow, she didn’t see to care. It felt too good. She wanted to orgasm. She wanted to pop! She NEEDED to pop!

She looked back at the video and watched the mime as she began to pump faster. There was a cacophony of explosions, moans, screams of pleasure, and short gusts of air as the dorm girls around her exploded one by one. Cindy masterbated harder and faster in rhythm to the increased pumping and soon she felt the point of no return pass. She felt the scream coming up from inside her. She furiously fingered herself as her head arched back and a loud passionate moan bellowed out from her throat and turned into an intense orgasmic scream. She felt her breasts reach their limits and she heard a deafening KABOOM! before everything went blank.

Cindy’s phone fell onto the couch amid a pile of tan rubbery shards and tattered clothing scraps. The mime in the video stopped pretending to pump and waved to the camera, blowing imaginary kisses and winking playfully.