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After-party
"After-Party"
TITLE: "After-Party"
(This story is based upon an idea by Laughingmann.)
DESCRIPTION: Britney helps her friend Ashley clean up after a wild party. Having finished with the rest of the mess/decorations, the two girls turn their attention to the balloons. The balloons turn out to be magic and cause the girl’s breasts to expand with every balloon that they pop. The girls are startled at first but enjoy the feeling so they continue popping the balloons.
SCRIPT BASIC IDEA (Story):
NOTE: The names BRITNEY & ASHLEY are being used as placeholders to make the script more readable than using “girl 1” and “girl 2”.
LIVING ROOM: Basic living room with a couch and a chair in an L formation. There are inflated balloons seemingly everywhere, on the couch, on the floor, on the tables, etc.
THE BALLOONS: 12" - 16" round inflated party balloons.
Ashley was stuffing the last of the streamers into the nearly full trash bag being held open by Britney.
Britney tied the bag closed and tossed it out of view into the next room.
Ashley picked up a balloon off the cushion and sat on the couch. Britney sat in the chair and wiped her brow with the back of her wrist while letting out a huge exhale indicating the completion of a hard task.
“Thanks for staying after to help me clean up.” said Britney. “No problem”, said Ashley, “That party was all kinds of crazy. I still can’t believe you only spent five dollars on the entire thing even with your extreme couponing. Now what should we do with all these?” Ashley indicated the balloon she was holding.
Britney picked up a balloon and looked at Ashley with a naughty grin. “We should have our own little after-party just popping them.”
Ashley slightly giggled as she responded with a wide grin of excitement, “Awesome!” Ashley hugged her balloon tightly against her chest until it burst. Britney chuckled and hugged her balloon against her chest until it burst. Both girls repeated this two more times in rapid succession, quickly grabbing the nearest balloons.
After the third balloon popped, both girls leaned back in their seats, grabbing their bellies in discomfort. “I feel kind of funny”, said Britney. “Me too”, replied Ashley.
The girl’s breasts grew to three times their original size.
Ashley asked, “Where did you get these balloons?”
“From some new magic and party supply store downtown; they were on the clearance rack; a really great price for that many balloons.”
Ashley retorted, "so your bargin hunting got us into this mess?"
As Ashley’s hands rubbed over her new breasts, she let out a sigh of pleasure, “ooh, this feel good.” Ashley grabbed another couple of balloons and squeezed them; popping them against her chest.
Ashley’s breasts grew larger.
Britney sat in awe of Ashley’s new figure. Britney said, “I want to be bigger too.” She grabbed two big balloons and squeezed them; popping them against her chest. Britney’s boobs grew larger than Ashley’s.
Ashley was agitated “Oh, no, your boobs have been bigger than mine since we were in middle school. No way are you going to get bigger than me now.” Ashley quickly went on a rampage, grabbing and popping balloons as fast as she could.
Britney’s only retort was, “oh, yeah?” as she grabbed and popped balloon after balloon trying to keep up with Ashley.
Both girls suddenly fell back into their seats with grimaces of pain on their faces as their breasts grew to ginormous proportions. The girls’ breasts continued to grow, ripping through their shirts.
Britney and Ashley were pleading with their boobs to stop growing, feeling the pressure building, they were afraid they might pop.
To their relief, once the growth stopped, Ashley could not see her friend over her enormous chest. “Britney?” she called out. “I’m here”, responded Britney.
“I think we over did it a little”, said Britney. “A little! A little?”, shrieked Ashley, “How are we supposed to fit through the front door and speaking of going outside, what are we supposed to wear?”
“To answer your last question first, I have some extra king sized bed sheets we can use, but there is a problem.” Said Britney.
“What’s the problem?” asked Ashley. Britney said, “We have to go upstairs to get the sheets but I can’t see my feet. If we pop any more balloons our boobs might explode.”
Ashley threw her head back with a groan of exasperation. Her eyes grew wide with fear as she fixated on the ceiling. “Britney, don’t move. Don’t even breath heavy. Just slowly look up.”
“Why?” asked Britney as she complied. Her eyes went wide with fear as she saw the balloons still clinging to the ceiling from the party’s balloon drop. As one of the balloons dropped from the ceiling towards her, Britney said a disheartened, “Oh, crap.” [THE END]
TITLE: "After-Party"
(This story is based upon an idea by Laughingmann.)
Originally posted by Laughingmann
SCRIPT BASIC IDEA (Story):
NOTE: The names BRITNEY & ASHLEY are being used as placeholders to make the script more readable than using “girl 1” and “girl 2”.
LIVING ROOM: Basic living room with a couch and a chair in an L formation. There are inflated balloons seemingly everywhere, on the couch, on the floor, on the tables, etc.
THE BALLOONS: 12" - 16" round inflated party balloons.
Ashley was stuffing the last of the streamers into the nearly full trash bag being held open by Britney.
Britney tied the bag closed and tossed it out of view into the next room.
Ashley picked up a balloon off the cushion and sat on the couch. Britney sat in the chair and wiped her brow with the back of her wrist while letting out a huge exhale indicating the completion of a hard task.
“Thanks for staying after to help me clean up.” said Britney. “No problem”, said Ashley, “That party was all kinds of crazy. I still can’t believe you only spent five dollars on the entire thing even with your extreme couponing. Now what should we do with all these?” Ashley indicated the balloon she was holding.
Britney picked up a balloon and looked at Ashley with a naughty grin. “We should have our own little after-party just popping them.”
Ashley slightly giggled as she responded with a wide grin of excitement, “Awesome!” Ashley hugged her balloon tightly against her chest until it burst. Britney chuckled and hugged her balloon against her chest until it burst. Both girls repeated this two more times in rapid succession, quickly grabbing the nearest balloons.
After the third balloon popped, both girls leaned back in their seats, grabbing their bellies in discomfort. “I feel kind of funny”, said Britney. “Me too”, replied Ashley.
The girl’s breasts grew to three times their original size.
Ashley asked, “Where did you get these balloons?”
“From some new magic and party supply store downtown; they were on the clearance rack; a really great price for that many balloons.”
Ashley retorted, "so your bargin hunting got us into this mess?"
As Ashley’s hands rubbed over her new breasts, she let out a sigh of pleasure, “ooh, this feel good.” Ashley grabbed another couple of balloons and squeezed them; popping them against her chest.
Ashley’s breasts grew larger.
Britney sat in awe of Ashley’s new figure. Britney said, “I want to be bigger too.” She grabbed two big balloons and squeezed them; popping them against her chest. Britney’s boobs grew larger than Ashley’s.
Ashley was agitated “Oh, no, your boobs have been bigger than mine since we were in middle school. No way are you going to get bigger than me now.” Ashley quickly went on a rampage, grabbing and popping balloons as fast as she could.
Britney’s only retort was, “oh, yeah?” as she grabbed and popped balloon after balloon trying to keep up with Ashley.
Both girls suddenly fell back into their seats with grimaces of pain on their faces as their breasts grew to ginormous proportions. The girls’ breasts continued to grow, ripping through their shirts.
Britney and Ashley were pleading with their boobs to stop growing, feeling the pressure building, they were afraid they might pop.
To their relief, once the growth stopped, Ashley could not see her friend over her enormous chest. “Britney?” she called out. “I’m here”, responded Britney.
“I think we over did it a little”, said Britney. “A little! A little?”, shrieked Ashley, “How are we supposed to fit through the front door and speaking of going outside, what are we supposed to wear?”
“To answer your last question first, I have some extra king sized bed sheets we can use, but there is a problem.” Said Britney.
“What’s the problem?” asked Ashley. Britney said, “We have to go upstairs to get the sheets but I can’t see my feet. If we pop any more balloons our boobs might explode.”
Ashley threw her head back with a groan of exasperation. Her eyes grew wide with fear as she fixated on the ceiling. “Britney, don’t move. Don’t even breath heavy. Just slowly look up.”
“Why?” asked Britney as she complied. Her eyes went wide with fear as she saw the balloons still clinging to the ceiling from the party’s balloon drop. As one of the balloons dropped from the ceiling towards her, Britney said a disheartened, “Oh, crap.” [THE END]