A Saint Patrick's Day Inflation

A story for Saint Patrick's Day!  Enjoy!

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You had gone outside for once, and made an epic journey down to the nearby park.  That’s when it happened.
You leaned back on the park bench, relaxing and humming to yourself, when suddenly, you heard a voice.  “Ah ha!  I caught ya!” you heard someone yell.  Confused, you turned around, and could see what looked like two people quarreling in the distance.  Wanting to help the argument come to a close—and wanting to go back to your relaxing day—you stood up and walked closer to the two people.  But as you approached, you caught a glimpse of a strange and surprising sight.
A badger was holding an air tank with a hose attached to it, and that hose was currently in the mouth of a tigress.  “I caught you, Samantha!” the badger said triumphantly to the tigress.  “Serves you right not wearing green on St. Patrick’s Day!”
Since Samantha’s mouth was full of the air hose, she couldn’t really say anything, though muffled, inaudible sounds did leave her.  You watch in amazement as the badger switches the air hose on, and the tigress began to inflate.
Her cheeks were affected first.  They first looked normal and flat, but as you stand there watching, they became filled with air and puff out, bit by bit.  It started out rather small, as a tiny amount of air flowed inside of the tigress’s cheeks, but more and more air came in, it stretched them out, doubling the size, then tripling it, then quadrupling it, all in a matter of seconds!  When it was finally over, the tigress’s cheeks were absolutely huge and bloated.  And to think this was just the beginning. . .
Next, the air flowed down the tigress’s esophagus, creating a bulge in her throat.  Like with her cheeks, this bulge started out small and insignificant, a tiny little ball forming underneath her skin.  But it, too, began to grow and grow.  First it was the size of a marble, but it quickly grew to the size of a baseball, then the size of a soccer ball!  Until, like her cheeks, the tigress’s throat bulge was big and bloated.
The air began to travel to the tigress’s limbs.  It stretched out her shoulders and went down to her arms.  The arms started out relaxed and loose at her sides, but as air flowed inside of them, the arms began to stretch out and become taut, firm, large.  They stretched out in side more and more, until the tigress’s arms were forced upwards thanks to how big they were getting.  Then her fingers filled up with air, becoming round and thick—and, judging by how the tigress was trying to move them, immoveable thanks to their size.
The air went down further, reaching the tigress’s chest and stomach.  It began to puff them out, bit by bit.  As it did, the tigress began floating off of the ground, until she was a few inches above the grass.  Air filled up her chest and stomach, expanding their size more and more.  First, the tigress’s belly was normal sized, but it quickly grew big enough to fit a big meal, then a much larger meal, then an enormous feast!  By the time the air was done, her belly was absolutely enormous, and her chest had stretched out to join it.
Air went down to the tigress’s legs, filling them up, too.  The tigress kicked and struggled, trying to prevent her legs from becoming inflated, but there was nothing she could do at this point.  And so her legs filled up with oxygen, bit by bit.  Like everything else, they started out normal, but her calves and thighs quickly filled up with air, getting bigger and bigger, swelling out more and more.  Then her feet joined in, becoming puffed up and swollen, and her toes filled up with that oxygen too.  Like with her hands and legs, it looked like the tigress couldn’t move her feet now, either.
The air kept going.  It went to the tigress’s tail and ass, puffing up her butt and filling in her tail so that it, too swelled and swelled.  Soon both ass and tail were absolutely huge, filled up by air.
But the inflation wasn’t done yet.
Oxygen began to fill up the tigress’s midsection, making her stomach and back puff up more and more.  The air invaded her body, filling her up and making her body increase in size bit by bit.  Her mass grew and grew as she became fuller and fuller with oxygen, making her arms and legs look like they were shrinking . . . because she was growing at a very rapid pace!  The tigress grew and grew before your eyes, making your jaw drop open at how absolutely huge she was getting.  By the time her growth finished, the tigress was as big as a blimp, with the shape of one to boot.  Good grief!
And just like that, it was done.  The tigress was all inflated now!
The badger  pulled the air hose out of Samantha’s mouth and said, “That’s what you get for not wearing green today!”
“Yeah, yeah, April,” Samantha said.  “You and your weird traditions.”
The badger turned, looking around the park—and that is when she spots you.  “Ah ha!” April said triumphantly.  “I found another one!”
Oh crap. . . Is she talking about you?  You look around, trying to find some other, different person she must be talking about, but there’s no one else in sight.  Oh boy. . .
You turned around and tried to make a run for it, dashing through the park.  You hide behind a tree, but--
“Ah ha!”  Someone reached out and snatched you off the ground by the back of your shirt.  “I caught you!”  
It’s April!  Crap!  You were forced to face the badger as she grinned down at you, the air tank in her other hand.  “You ready?” she asked, putting the air tank on the ground and holding the hose with her hand now.
“Um . . . no?” you said, doing your best to give her a teasing smile.
“Oh hush you,” April retorts.  “This is what you get for not wearing green.  Now open wide~!”
Seeing that you have no choice, and not wanting to be forced, you opened up your mouth, and April shoved the air hose inside of it.  “Here we go!” she said cheerfully, putting you back on the ground and picking the air tank back up.  After she turned a knob on the tank, the inflation began.
There’s a brief moment of calm as the air began to fill you up.  The air coming in gave you a strange, tingly feeling, one that traveled down your spine.  But then, you felt it pouring into your cheeks.  They started out normal and fine, but as the air flowed inside of your mouth (which feels quite strange, for the record), it stretched them out, making them bloat outwards in a peculiar way.  That bloat doubled in size rather quickly, and then it just kept growing, continuing to increase in size bit by bit until the air moved on.  You knew you should have been prepared for all this, considering you saw the tigress—Samantha—get inflated in the same way.  But seeing it all is one thing, and experiencing it is quite another.
The air went down your esophagus and created a bulge in your throat.  It was a strange, weird feeling, having a bulge in your throat that’s created by air and not food. . . You tried to swallow to make the bulge go away, but all that succeeded in doing is getting more air down your throat, making the bulge bigger.  The bulge started out rather tiny, the size of a pea.  But it quickly bloated out more and more and /more/, until you felt like a frog holding in a croak!  It certainly was bizarre to experience this.
Next, the oxygen flowed down to your limbs.  It bloated out your shoulders, puffing them up a bit, then moved on to your arms.  Frantically, you tried to move your arms—why didn’t you think of trying to pull the air hose out of your mouth until just now!—but the air that went inside them renders them unmovable, making your arms taut and firm with oxygen, like a balloon animal.  The air then traveled down to your fingers, bloating them out one by one, until you couldn’t move them either.  Great. . .
The oxygen went down further, to your stomach.  You could feel the air filling up the empty space—another bizarre sensation, one for the books for sure.  It gathered inside of your stomach and chest, stretching them both out further and further.  First it looked as big as a baseball—then it reached soccer ball size, then watermelon size, and then beyond that!  Your stomach grew absolutely enormous in only a few seconds of time, and you couldn’t help but stare down at it in astonishment.
As the air filled you up there, you felt yourself starting to get off of the ground!  Your feet left the grass, and before you knew it, you were floating in the air by a few inches!  That certainly was incredible.
The air went down to your legs, spreading that tingling sensation to that area too.  Oxygen filled up that area, making them big and taut, and went down to your toes, making them as immovable as your fingers.  Then the air filled up your ass, bloating it out just like the rest of you.  Your butt got bigger and bigger with each passing second, until it finally stopped.

Finally, oxygen filled up your midsection more and more, making your back and stomach puff up.  Crap, it’s happening!  You grew bigger and bigger as the air took over your body, making your size increase.  Your entire middle body puffed up until it was spherical, and just kept growing and growing—you were getting absolutely /huge/!  Finally, it slowed down, and you now looked enormous.
A moment later, the inflation was all done.  You were as big as a blimp—at least your clothes were elastic like Samatha’s, and didn’t rip or tear, just stretch.
“Wowee, you look great!” April said, squealing in excited delight.  “I always do love a good inflation.  I wonder who else is not wearing green in this park?  Let’s go find out!”
She picks up the air tank and runs off, leaving you inflated.  You sigh as you float around the park.  Now you know that you /definitely/ should wear green on St. Patrick’s Day, in case you ever run into April again. . .
And, well, long story short, that’s why you’re wearing green this year.