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Old 10-17-2009, 01:06 PM
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Magic Helium

Another idea I had for a clip. You've used the same tanks for helium in any clip that you have helium in, even if it just blows up balloons. Whenever inhailed, it creates larger breasts (I like this part ) Seems like the helium is magic, no?

So, my thought for a clip is that some girl that, like Brook, really likes balloons. After blowing up some balloons with the helium, she starts sucking it from the balloons to make her voice sound funny. She does this a few times, and doesn't notice that her chest is slowly moving outwards.

She continues to play with the balloons in this manner, till she realises that she feels kind of funny. She notices whats happening to her, and eventually notices it's the helium. So, she stops sucking on the balloons thinking that'll solve the matter.

For a few moments it appears that she's right. She sighs with relief, and then goes to get up. As she remarks to herself that she's glad it's over, she mentions that she's feeling rather light headed, and her voice goes high again like she's just sucked on a balloon. (This could be done by inhailing helium off screen,) her breasts surge outward again.

They stop for a second, and then grow again, with the process repeating until she's a beyond realistic size, then maybe she'll be fine with "just being one of the balloons." The whole thing could be framed by the girl's comments that her breasts and she feel very light, and the usual "whats happening to me?" She'd probably be somewhat freaked out about her growth but not unhappy with it towards the end.
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Old 11-12-2009, 10:29 AM
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Guess your weight part 1

Hello Laughing man.
I am also a fan of helium inflation. I wrote a couple of stories about it I thought I'd re-post here for you. They're probably to dialogue heavy to ever see the light of day as videos, but I hope you enjoy them anyway.
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Scene – Taylor sits in a folding chair next to a folding table behind a fairground marquis. A large gas cylinder with a SCUBA mouthpiece on a long hose attached stands nearby. A brief case lies on the table Taylor is looking upward distractedly.

Spruiker: (unseen on the far side of the marquis) There she goes, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. Our most recent aeronaut begins her journey, Only the wind knows where she may fly. Only time will tell where she might land.

Brooklyn: (also unseen, shouts) That’s so fake. Anyone could see you’re just using cheap blow up dolls. Look at it. It’s so overblown it barely looks like a woman anymore.

Spruiker: I assure you, my good woman, that no optical illusions are involved, no substitutes are made.

Brooklyn: You expect us to believe that’s the same woman that went into the tent? That’s impossible.

Spruiker: If you’d care to, as the Cockneys of London would have it, put your money where your northeastwest is, you can discover our methods for yourself.

(Taylor pricks up her ears)

Brooke: How much?

Spruiker: Five of your hard earned dollars will gain you admittance to our humble operation where all will be revealed.

Brooke: I already know how it’s done. A doll and a bottle of gas.

Spruiker: Clearly I can’t convince you to part with your cash on this side of the canvas. Perhaps I should allow you free entry so you can discuss this further with my lovely assistant.

(Taylor gets to her feet, Brooklyn arrives through the tent flap looking flustered and ready for a fight)

Brooklyn: So, there’s the gas. Where’re the dolls?

Taylor: No dolls. Looked into using them for advertising once, but the latex ones are too pricey and the plastic ones don’t have enough stretch in them to do our business credit.

Brooklyn: Bullshit. How’s it done if there’re no dolls.

Taylor: (Calmly) We get our customers to take hold of the mouthpiece. Then they operate the valve on the cylinder, inflate themselves, become buoyant and float away when they’re ready.

Brooklyn: Crap.

Taylor: Make a bet?

Brooklyn: Easy. There’s no way you can do that. Only an idiot would bet you could.

Taylor: There’s a million bucks in it for you if you win.

Brooklyn: What? What million bucks? You don’t have a million bucks.

Taylor: Well, that’s sort of true (she opens the brief case), we have one million, two thousand, three hundred bucks. It’s been a busy day and I can’t be bothered bringing a box for the takings, so it all goes back into the float. Ha, ha. Float. Never noticed that before.

Brooklyn: (Staring at the cash – suspicious) What’s the deal?

Taylor: You put up a hundred bucks. You bite the mouthpiece and turn on the gas. You’re welcome to set the pressure anywhere you’re comfortable with so long as you don’t turn it off. If you can keep the mouthpiece in for a whole minute you win the cash.

Brooklyn: You want me to breathe helium for a minute and I get a million bucks?

Taylor: Well, it’s not exactly helium, but you’re pretty much there.

Brooklyn: And I can set the flow?

Taylor: So long as you don’t actually turn it off completely.

Brooklyn: And after I win the million will you show me where you keep the dolls?

Taylor: I promise you, there are no dolls.

Brooklyn: Yeah, right. Gimme the hose.

Taylor: (Handing Brooklyn the hose, she shouts over her shoulder) One minute, Charlie.

Spruiker (off) Right you are – (shouts) Roll up, roll up and see the incredible inflatable woman as she balloons into the sky from this very site…(continues under)

Brooklyn: No tricks? One minute and I get the cash?

Taylor: It’s exactly as I explained. You bite on the mouthpiece, open the valve, infla…

Brooklyn: Yeah, yeah. Got your stopwatch ready? (she places the mouthpiece between her lips and reaches for the cylinder valve.)

Taylor: Remember, you’re welcome to shut off the gas or spit out the mouthpiece anytime you’re ready, but if you don’t last the whole minute, your money is ours.

Brooklyn: Mmmmph, mmmmurph mmphmph. (rolls her eyes as though Taylor were an idiot).

Taylor: Best of luck.

(Brooklyn opens the valve, loud hissing. Her breasts start to inflate but she is too focussed on reducing the gas flow to notice. She gets it set so there’s just the faintest hiss audible before finding herself pushed away from the cylinder by her swelling chest)

Brooklyn: (Muffled by the hose but still discernible) Oh my god. I’m blowing up like a balloon.

Brooklyn: Just as you were told.

(Brooklyn makes a show of trying to reach the valve but has trouble bending her arms which are starting to starfish out to her sides. Her legs also assume immovable poses.

Taylor: Twenty seconds up. You’re doing well. Well on your way to being a millionaire.

(Brooklyn tries to spit out the mouthpiece)

Taylor: Oh, I wouldn’t do that if I were you dear. It’s all that’s holding you down.

(Brooklyn looks startled. She tries to look down past her bloated balloon boobs and gasps. She starts to rise above Taylor, who reaches out and gives the nearest breast a friendly squeeze, allowing her fingers to form deep dents in the breast flesh)

Taylor: Plenty of give left. You should be able to make it to the minute easy. Forty seconds already.

(Shift to Brooklyn’s perspective – two growing balloon boobs fill the lower part of the frame. The hose disappears between them. The camera gradually rises and tilts downward till the hose is drawn. taut. Taylor stands by the cylinder gazing upward at Brooklyn’s inflation.)

Brooklyn: Mmmph. You tricked me.
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Taylor: No, I told you exactly how the operation worked and you took part of your own free will. Besides, it looks like you’re about to win the cash. Although your top’s looking a little on the strained side. It might pop off at any minute.

(a button flies at Taylor and she dodges it neatly)

Taylor: Unless you pop first. We’ve had a couple of accidents this year. Not to mention the girls who floated away when they were already at the cusp of popping. The drop in air pressure took up the last of their stretch as they rose. Bits of balloon everywhere. Fifty seconds.

Brooklyn: Don’t wanna pop.

Taylor: Then you’d best stop inflating then, hadn’t you?

Brooklyn: How?

Taylor: Just let go the hose.

Brooklyn: But I’ll float away.

Taylor: Fine. Hang onto the hose.

Brooklyn: But I’ll blow up till I pop.

Taylor: You’re not too bright, are you. (Flicks a finger nail against a breast, which now fills most of the available frame) Oohh. Drum tight. Not much give left in you, is there. Maybe you won’t make it to the minute after all.

Brooklyn: Uggggh. (Mouthpiece drops into frame and the hose draws it quickly the top of the massive, tight cleavage filling the view. It lodges there, holding Brooklyn as a tethered balloon) You bitch. You evil cow. You wait till I get ahold of you.

Taylor: Hey, you agreed to take part. No refunds and no prize. This was completely fair.

Brooklyn: You think I’m worried about the money? You’ve turned me into a human balloon. All that’s holding me down is your stupid hose.

Taylor: Oh yeah, better get that disinfected for the next customer. (she begins to tug on the hose, which disappears between the huge breasts.

Brooklyn: No, wait. Please. Don’t…Please, tie me down. Catch my foot. Ooh, you bitch. (camera and boobs rise away from Taylor, who smiles and waves upward with the hose. Camera slowly tilts upward as the massive boobs draw Brooklyn skyward.

Spruiker: (receding) There she goes, our latest aeronaut, drifting like a dandelion, floating like a feather, the living end in femininity and ponderous grace, a living, flying balloon.

Irate female: (even further away) Bullshit, that’s just a blow up doll…
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Dramatic weight loss part 1

A living room. Taylor is on the sofa reading.

FX: Buzzer

(Taylor rises, crosses to the door and keys the intercom)

Taylor: That you Donna?

FX: Distorted gabbling

Taylor: Come on up. (She keys the door release and leaves the front door ajar before returning to her seat)

FX: Clip clopping of shoes on stairs.

Donna: Heya. Sorry I’m late. Been at the gym. Got a bit carried away.


Taylor: That’s okay. Looks like it’s paying off. How much weight have you lost now?

Donna: About ten pounds. I’m feeling a lot healthier but I’m worried I’m losing my figure. Damn gym bunnies never tell you about dropping a cup size when they sign you up.

Taylor: Uh. I’ve heard there’s a…

Donna: What’s that?

Taylor: Nothing.

Donna: No, what? You’ve heard there’s a what?

Taylor: Umm. I was talking to a friend the other day. You know Brooke? Well, she said she’d lost weight really quickly and gotten some extra curves in the process.

Donna: Sounds too good to be true. How’d she pull that off.

Taylor: Mmmmm. No. It’s too silly.

Donna: Come on, already. You say you can tell me how to lose weight and stay curvy. I say you’re full of it.

Taylor: Well, she certainly was.

Donna: Huh?

Taylor: Brooke. She was full of it. Gas. Helium, truth be told.

Donna: Bullshit.

Taylor: No shit. She sent me a video file of it happening. A lot of my friends have been messing around with gas lately, making their boobs bigger.

Donna: Get out of here. That’s the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever told me. And you’ve told me some kick ass crap in your time.

Taylor: If you don’t believe me, just look. (Taylor leads Donna to her laptop on a nearby table. After some mouse clicks Donna is treated to a medley of inflation greatest hits)

Donna: (gobsmacked) And Brooke lost weight while doing this?

Taylor: Uh-huh. Lost a bunch.

Donna: Do you think she could teach me how?

Taylor: She could, but let’s cut out the middle man. I taught her. I’ve helped all the girls inflate. When would you like to give it a go?

Donna: What are you doing this evening?

Taylor: Sounds like I’m inflating you with helium. (she reaches behind the couch and stands a large gas cylinder upright.) Here’s one I prepared earlier.

Donna: Do I need to do anything? Are there chants? Magic potions?

Taylor: You just have to really want to lose weight and get curvier. The gas and I will do the hard work.

Donna: How do I sign? (Futurama joke)

(Camera shifts to Donna’s POV)

Taylor: Just take this between your teeth (she proffers a rubber hose with a SCUBA mouthpiece attached and an elastic loop) and breathe deeply when I turn on the gas. You can use the strap to help hold it in place. How much curvier would you like to get?

Donna: Would you be offended if I got bigger than you? (Donna’s hand reaches for the mouth piece and draws it below the camera. Her other hand reaches for the elastic loops and pulls it over the camera)

Taylor: Not at all. I’d love to see you get really voluptuous. You’ll look great. Ready?

Donna: (Muffled) Uh-hmmm.

(Taylor opens the valve on the cylinder.)

FX: Hissing.

Donna: Uhmmm.

Taylor: Feels good, doesn’t it.

Donna: Mmmmm.

Taylor: You look like you’ve gained a couple of cup sizes already. (she shuts off the gas.) I’ll go get the scales (she leaves the room).

Donna: Ooooh. (her hand rises briefly into frame before disappearing below the camera.

FX: Gentle squeaking of balloons being squeezed and rubbed together.

Taylor: Here. Stand on this. (she bends out of frame to place scales at Donna’s feet. Camera pans down to show the read out) One-twenty. What were you before?

Donna: Uh uh-uh uh- eh- eh uh.

Taylor: I’m guessing you’ve lost a bit, then?

Donna: Uh-uh.

Taylor: Try some more?

Donna: Uh (camera nods)

Taylor: Okay (she opens the valve wider)

FX: Louder hissing.

Taylor: Getting some extra junk in your trunk. Hope that’s all okay.

Donna: Uh (camera nods)

(Bulges of inflating boob begin to sneak into bottom of frame, bringing the hose back into view. Curious hands explore the epanse and test the breasts’ resistance to squeezing, to the accompaniment of squeaking from our friends in FX.

Taylor: Well, you’ve certainly outdone me. You’re down to fifty pounds, too. Told you it was possible to lose weight and gain curves. (Taylor shows sudden concern) But what’s wrong?

(Camera jerks around a bit. Donna’s arms stop playing with the inflating breasts that now fill half the frame. Their movement becomes jerky, then they sweep out of view in a series of increasingly uncontrolled spasms.

Taylor: Are you having trouble moving?

Donna: Mmmm. Uh-mmm-mmm (vigorous nodding which bobbles the balloon boobs about a bit.)

Taylor: Well. This has never happened before. I’d better call Brooke and ask her how she got back to normal. (she picks up the phone, dials and waits for an answer while the boobs gradually take up more and more frame.

FX: Various button pops, squeaking and stretching groans
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Dramatic weight loss part 2

Taylor: Hi Brooke. I’m here with Donna. We’ve been messing about with the Helium and…Yes, that’s right. About thirty pounds…Yeah, really big. Like a big, overinflated blow up doll, but fully clothed.

FX: Vigorous tearing sounds and button pops.

Taylor: Umm. Like a big, overinflated blow up doll. Anyway, how did you deal with getting the gas back out?.. What? Oh. Twenty pounds now. Anway… Uh-huh…Uh-huh…No, don’t have one of those. Would it be okay if we came over and used yours?...Oh, she’s still got ten pounds to go. We should be okay. Thanks Brooke. See you soon.

(Taylor steps to the helium cylinder and grasps the valve. She turns it the wrong way.)

FX: Extra loud hissing.

Taylor: Oh no. I’m so sorry. (She flails about, making a big show of turning the valve the right way and the hissing fades.) Gotcha just in time.

(The camera [and it’s beautifully framed helium boobs] slowly rotates upward and moves up to the ceiling. Some balloon boob bouncing, squashing and squeaking as Donna reaches her zenith.)

Taylor: I’m so sorry, Donna. Here, let me get you down from there.

(The hose drags about the top of one big boob before disappearing into the cleavage. The camera tilts down to show a concered Taylor, peering up, holding onto the taut hose).

Taylor: Poor thing. You look so surprised. Still, we’ll get you to Brooke’s place quick smart and get you deflated. (She pulls on the hose and the camera and boobs descend toward her.) Good thing we’ve got you tethered. Wouldn’t want you flo…Well, let’s just focus on getting you to Brooke’s (Taylor disconnects the hose from the cylinder and heads for the door. The camera follows with a slight delay. Taylor opens the door and steps out. The camera bobs toward the portal, makes it to the very edge and stops.

FX: Squeak.

Taylor: Oh. I didn’t think you were that big. Here, let me help you. (She reaches back, out of frame and pulls.)

FX: Much squeaking while camera bobbles about. Pop – sound of cork coming out of bottle as camera lunges forward into stairwell.)

Taylor: What a relief. I thought I’d have to leave you there while I went to Brooke’s alone. Oh, we could have done that, I guess. Still, we’re on our way now. Could you catch the door, please? Oh, of course not. Just a sec (She ducks out of frame but is back in a second.)

(POV returns to living room in time to see door closing: camera turns to window and locks off)

Taylor: (In distance through the open window) Can you hold on to that while I open the car. Oooh, no, don’t float away. Ooof. I can’t reach. Come back.

(Overinflated love doll is pulled upward past the window on fishing line)

Taylor: (Shouting) I’ll follow you in the car. Try not to pop.
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I like these last two ideas, very neat!
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Ah thanks man, I've actually lurked on the forums here for a long time, and I remember when you first posted those stories. I liked them then and I like them now, hehe. I'd love it if we had floating boobs in our videos, lol!
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Hello Laughingmann.
Here's the latest helium floating themed piece I wrote. Hope you like it.

Hope even harder it might get picked up as the basis for a video one day.
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The Party
Scene: A lounge room with two doorways. A sofa occupies one wall. Two handbags lie at one end of the sofa. A large gas cylinder stands to one side. Two large helium balloons loll on the ceiling.
FX: Doorbell (Taylor enters from one doorway and speaks back into the darkened room beyond.)
Taylor: Just you wait quietly and I’ll see if I can get you some company.
(she closes the door and crosses the room, giving the cylinder a friendly pat as she passes. She opens the door and greets Brooke.)
Taylor: Hey Brooke. Thanks for turning up early.
Brooke: Hi Taylor. No problem. I’ve been looking forward to tonight. (They move into the room) What do you want me to do?
Taylor: I was hoping you could help with the decorations. Can you blow up balloons?
Brooke: You know my reputation for blowing. (she notices the handbags) Hey, I’m not the first here.
Taylor: No, Sarah and Rebecca arrived a while ago. They’ve gone…Erm. They got high. They won’t be back down for a while. I put them in the bedroom.
Brooke: Those two always peak too soon. Where are these balloons?
Taylor: Here ya go. (she tosses Brooke a bag full of uninflated balloons)
Brooke: (noticing the balloons on the ceiling) Hey, you’ve already made a start. (she jumps up to catch ahold of one of the balloons, catches it and examines it. It’s tightly inflated, transparent and something inside catches her attention.
Brooke: What’s that? There’s a thread inside. You’re supposed to tie them to the outside, you know?
Taylor: It’s not a thread. It’s hair. Sarah’s hair in the yellow one. It’s a silly game we were playing. Voodoo balloons.
Brooke: What’s the idea?
Taylor: Well, in voodoo spells, you’re supposed to involve some part of the victim, to make sure the magic works on the right person. I figured if we put some of our hair into the balloons, we’d be able to inflate each other. Pretty silly, huh?
Brooke: (Brooke takes a seat on the sofa) Very. Who was the best at pretending to be a balloon.
Taylor: Oh, we didn’t bother with pretending. Here. (she passes an uninflated balloon to Brooke. She examines it)
Brooke: This is your hair?
Taylor: Yep. Give it a blow. (she leans in to Brooke as she takes a deep breath. As Brooke blows hard into the balloon three things happen: it inflates, Taylor’s bust expands and Taylor tweaks a hair from Brooke’s head).
Brooke: What the fuck! It really works.
Taylor: Told you we didn’t need to pretend. Give it another go. (she makes a show of placing Brooke’s hair down the neck of another uninflated balloon as Brooke gives another big gust and Taylor’s chest expands once more.)
Brooke: Fucking amazing. How big can you get?
Taylor: Don’t know. The girls got pretty big.
Brooke: How’s it feel?
Taylor: Fantastic (she runs a hand over her bulging bust) Wanna give it a go? (she waggles the balloon at Brooke)
Brooke: Hell yeah. (taylor moves to the gas cylinder)
Taylor: I think I’ll put you on the express bust expansion program (she pulls the neck of the balloon onto the nozzle)
Brooke: Race you (Brooke begins blowing hard and fast into the balloon, making Taylor’s breasts swell in pulses.)
Taylor: I think I’ll win (she pushes on the nozzle and the balloon begins inflating rapidly Brooke lets the balloon fall from her lips, stunned by the rapid inflation of her tits)
Brooke: You weren’t wrong. It feels amazing (she rubs her hands across her expanding chest, the balloon in her hand rapidly being dwarfed by her own balloons)
Taylor: You’ve already overtaken me. Don’t stop blowing (Brooke grins and raises the balloon to her lips once more, still caressing her ballooning boobs with her free hand. Material begins to strain. The balloon on the nozzle tugs upward. Brooke gives up another couple of breaths, making Taylor rub her own growing breasts)
Brooke: It’s getting harder…to keep… (her arms spring out to either side) Taylor, I’m filling up too much. I can’t move my arms.
Taylor: Looks like you’ve still got lots of give in you, though. Bigger is better, Baby.
Brooke: I can’t hold on…(the balloon is released as her fingers straighten. It flies off, spluttering. Taylor’s breasts shrink back down to normal.)
Taylor: Oh, I was just enjoying that. I’ll have get my balloon on the helium tank next.
Brooke: Let my balloon go, Taylor. I can’t move (Brooke’s legs straighten, levering her butt off the sofa, her back straightens till she is held up, her shoulders on the back of the sofa, her heels dug into the carpet.) Don’t inflate me any bigger.
Taylor: Sarah and Rebecca got much larger. Don’t worry, I won’t pop you. I just want you to experience the last surprise.
Brooke: What surprise.
Taylor: I think you’re almost there. (she slows the inflation, watching Brooke’s expansion very closely. Very slowly, Brooke pivots up from the sofa, rotating forward over her feet. She bobs there, buoyant but still floor bound.
Brooke: What are you doing to me? I didn’t come here to be a … helium …balloon. Getting… hard… to …. …talk
Taylor: Just a little bigger should do it (she lets a few last blasts of helium into the balloon on the nozzle. Brooke’s breasts grow a little with each extra gust, straining the buttons of her blouse. Brooke risings to tiptoes, then only one foot is in contact with the carpet.)
Brooke: mmm…
Taylor: Can’t talk at all?
Brooke: uhh…
Taylor: Can you take any more gas?
Brooke: (tiny shakes of the head indicate a frantic “no”)
Taylor: Hmmm. The others were floating already. I know. (she bends to examine Brooke’s feet.)
Brooke: …nn…
[Camera angle changes to just near Brooke’s feet, which are obviously only just staying on the floor, one foot drifting clear of the carpet periodically]
Taylor: Heavy shoes. Naughty balloon girl. Gotta get rid of some ballast. (she undoes the straps of Brooke’s shoes. Both feet drift upward, out of frame. Taylor’s head turns to follow them as they rise) Pretty balloon.
[Camera angle changes to Brooke’s POV, gazing down at Taylor from the ceiling]
Taylor: Gotta get you a tether. Once I have enough balloons I’ll be able to hold onto you all and go for a balloon ride. Assuming I can get you out through the door, that is. You got pretty big, Brooke. (she reaches up with a ribbon and ties it to something out of frame. She pulls on it a couple of times, making the camera bob around)
Taylor: Perfect. (she heads to the inner door, towing the ribbon and thus the camera after her.)
Taylor: Look girls, Brooke’s here. (she tows the camera into the darkened room. Large balloons bobble squeakily on either side of frame)
FX: Doorbell
Taylor: Wait here, not that you have a lot of choice. That’ll be Stephanie. She’ll be joining the party soon. (she closes the door – complete darkness)
Taylor: (muffled by the door) Hey Stephanie. Thanks for turning up early.
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Nice, very interesting!
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Another idea I had for a clip. You've used the same tanks for helium in any clip that you have helium in, even if it just blows up balloons. Whenever inhailed, it creates larger breasts (I like this part ) Seems like the helium is magic, no?

So, my thought for a clip is that some girl that, like Brook, really likes balloons. After blowing up some balloons with the helium, she starts sucking it from the balloons to make her voice sound funny. She does this a few times, and doesn't notice that her chest is slowly moving outwards.

She continues to play with the balloons in this manner, till she realises that she feels kind of funny. She notices whats happening to her, and eventually notices it's the helium. So, she stops sucking on the balloons thinking that'll solve the matter.

For a few moments it appears that she's right. She sighs with relief, and then goes to get up. As she remarks to herself that she's glad it's over, she mentions that she's feeling rather light headed, and her voice goes high again like she's just sucked on a balloon. (This could be done by inhailing helium off screen,) her breasts surge outward again.

They stop for a second, and then grow again, with the process repeating until she's a beyond realistic size, then maybe she'll be fine with "just being one of the balloons." The whole thing could be framed by the girl's comments that her breasts and she feel very light, and the usual "whats happening to me?" She'd probably be somewhat freaked out about her growth but not unhappy with it towards the end.
Think I am going to use this script for tomorrow new model. I am just going to add ass and hips.
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