Inflation Training Gone Right

“Oh come on Alex. How am I supposed to trust that you can protect me, when you look ready to blow after only a handful of pumps?” Hannah chastised her “knightly protector” as she prodded at his reddened gut. The man wasn’t that huge, but he was TIGHT- and his gut thumped satisfyingly at each prod from Hannah’s fingers. The man moaned with both fear and arousal as his Mistress teased him and tested his belly.

“A-ah! I'm sorry, Mistress Hannah! B-but the tightness- the sensations! they’re just too much! I-I swear I’m trying to get as big as I can!” Hannah rolled her eyes before slapping Alex across the belly, a dangerous Creaaaak following the loud PLAP of her skin on his. A warning that Hannah barely cared for. Alex merely groaned pathetically at the ache and impact.

“What is it?! Do you need more encouragement? Or are you really only this elastic? If we get jumped by a group of bandits, or, hell, even just a lowly slime! They’ll make short work of you before blowing me apart! What is it that you need to reach a higher limit? What can I do to make you bigger?” Hannah paced as she ranted. Hand stroking her chin as she didn’t even bother looking at Alex.

“...M-maybe a more tender touch? Some p-positive reinforcement?... You can be quite abrasive.” Alex said this knowing full well the danger he might be putting himself in, but at this rate he’d pop anyway; he might as well swing for better working conditions.

Hannah rolled her eyes. Then took a moment to stare at the man: his limit almost impressively lame, she had half a mind to pop him then and there. But, an idea struck her: maybe he was right, maybe she did need to apply a more positive attitude, maybe she needed to encourage him more. So, she made her own swing.

“Hmm, okay Mr Shining Armor… how is this for a tender touch~?” Hannah gently placed both hands onto Alex’s belly, caressing his roundness like a watermelon with goosebumps as he shivered from her touch. “A-ahhh~ that’s, ngh, very nice actually! Thank you ma’am!” Alex flailed as his superior caressed his body. Her hands making his sensitive body lighty groan as he let out excited little noises. Hannah took this as the go ahead she needed, and slowly stepped on the handle of the pump still inserted into Alex.

Fssshhhhhh…

Creaaaaaaaaaaak…

“Ah! Miss! I’m already-” Hannah interrupted “Shhh… be a good boy and just enjoy this for me…” Alex went red in the face. The way Hannah was speaking to him was such a switch up, and honestly, it was working, his body was expanding once more and he felt like he could handle just that bit more thanks to the wonderful touch of his Mistress.

Another slow pump followed as Hannah gently kissed Alex’s belly. She noticed another kind of tightness was becoming apparent as well. Alex breathing heavily as his cock pushed against the front of his breeches “Ohhh. Naughty boy~ Alex are you enjoying this even more than you’re putting on?” Alex blushed but did not attempt to deceive “Nghhh. I-I’m sorry Mistress, your touch is just. Ah! Quite enjoyable. And, AH!” Alex was cut off with another harsher pump. A creak accompanied it as his cock pulsed in his pants at the sudden pressure spike. “In that case, I guess I can start pushing you more, is that right?” Hannah finished her sentence with another kiss. Another pump. And continued that pattern as she watched her guard slowly distend larger and larger.

Creaaaaaak

CREAAAAAAAAAAAK

“M-Mistress! I- AH! Can only! MMPH! Take so- M-muuuuuuuch. Ooooooo~” Alex tried his best to hold himself together but his body started to tremble. His willpower and enjoyment could only hold him together for so long before his elasticity would give up completely. But Hannah was seeing growth, literally, so that didn’t matter. Though, Alex’s complaints did prompt her to take things up another step, sure it was maybe inappropriate with their dynamic, but they were alone in the woods, so who cared.

CREAAA-AAA-AAAAAK

Hannah placed one of her hands on Alex’s bulge, gently stroking it through his pants as she continued stepping on the pump firmly planted inside of Alex himself. Small moans and squeaks left Alex’s mouth, though they were barely audible compared to the creaks of his incredibly red tinted body. His cock twitched and jumped at his Mistresses touch. But then suddenly. It all stopped.

His body still creaked menacingly, but Hannah had taken a step back to appreciate the size and tightness of her guard, sparing him for the moment from an explosive fate as she stared at his grandness.

He was tight, obviously, but the scale of how inflated he was couldn’t be compared to anything, a single puff of air would splatter him all over the surrounding terrain, his scraps would likely scatter to the wind. His clothes were now just material stretched over his body. His head, hands, and feet were small protrusions on a spherical boy.

His cock on the other hand, that stuck out like a big red button. It begged to be touched, jumping and twitching in his pants, slowly pushing it’s way past his waistband as his hardness got angrier and angrier. His Mistresses' teasing and touching had truly pushed him to his limit, the groans emanating from his mouth were almost feral. Even though he knew he was barely held together from a loud and explosive end, all his mind wanted was more of his Mistresses touch. He wanted her to finish him, in one way or another, he truly didn’t care at that moment. Her slightest touch had driven him mad after secretly pining for her for so long.

“Wow, a tender touch really was the secret, you’re huge, cutie!” Hannah smiled at the bomb-like man, proud of her work and Alex’s dedication.

“M-More!” Alex managed to utter.

“Huh? What was that bud?” Hannah retorted, barely able to make out his words over his creaking form.

“Give me more! Please! I-I need it! Now!” Alex shouted between creaks and stretching noises. Hannah grinned, not realising that, what he REALLY wanted, was for her to touch him, to caress him, to play with him. Alex wanted Hannah to get him off.

But what she heard was the determination of a guard who knew he could handle more for his Mistress.

“Very well! Let’s aim for three more pumps!” Hannah stated confidently.

Alex didn’t fully realise what Hannah meant, more tantalising touch? Pumping his throbbing cock? Either way he wanted it. But, when he heard the sound of the pump, and felt the tightness of his body turn into a blistering unstoppable wave of intensity, it was simply too late.

FSSSH-

CREAK-

BANG