Chapter 1

Belle’s explosive job.

Belle was stocking at her new job. The plus sized clothing store she worked at payed ok and she got to people watch the best type of people, fat people
Ever since she was a kid she just loved to look at them, they were so commanding they demanded your attention. From young to old, from tall to small from cheerfully chubby to massively obese, she was enamored with them. Although she was always unhappy with her own body, even though she shared many of the same features as them.
The store was closed and she was on the last box of clothes, the lingerie. She unloaded her way through the box finding underwear from all the suspect brands. Except for one pair. The last pair in the box, rumpled up at the very bottom. a set of bra and panties the looked beautiful and just about her size.
She retreated to the changing room to adorn herself in the mystery undies. She looked at herself in the full sized mirror.
Although she was a relatively happy person, her body had always held her back mentally. With her double chin and hanging belly, she lacked the large ass and tits the taunted her on every Instagram page she saw.
The lingerie was loose on her. “Man, I better bulk up if I want to wear these bad boys.” Even if the color of the lingerie clashed with her curly blond hair and green eyes, They were really comfy, and belle thought them cute so she decide to wear them while she finished closing.
As she swept she began to imagine herself as the type of woman that these were meant for, the stereotypical thicc woman that she craved to be.
As she could continued to close she stopped having to hike the underwear up and stopped having to readjust the bra. This fact eluded her until she was rudely awakened by a wedgie that had produced itself. She examined herself. She breasts had grown to now beginning to spill out of the bra. She was confused at first, then elated she ran to the mirror to get a good look at herself,
Her once small breasts had grown into nice plump mountains and her ass had completely eclipsed the panties. But the longer she looked the more she noticed how much she grew it was beginning to get a bit to big for her tastes.
She began to panic and started to try and get the demon clothes off of her.
She ran onto the main floor. She pulled and pulled but the panties wouldn’t come off, she had no luck with the bra either and her womanly assets showed no signs of stopping their growth. She slumped to the floor in defeat and hung her her not knowing what to do, the vain struggle had tired her, she found it hard keep her eyes open. She soon leaned back and fell asleep.
She dreamed she was floating high in the sky, she was far above her home. She looked at her self and she was round, perfectly spherical. And she was growing almost as if she was a balloon. She grew and grew and she felt calm, relaxed, almost sleepy. Then she felt a sharp pain in her Belly. She saw stretch marks running up and down her belly. She continued to grow, her body was almost as big as the house far below her. She was in pain, but not hurt pain, the pain was orgasmic in its nature she felt as if she was climaxing. She became overwhelmed with this pleasureable pain that she stopped caring if she exploded.
BANG...
She awoke in a sweat, it was just a dream she thought, I’m not really blowing up. But upon further analysis of her self she was.
Her breasts now blocked her vision butt felt as if it was as big as a poofy chair, felt up and down herself, and she noticed a new growth, her belly had swelled to look as if she was pregnant with 8 kids. She staggered to her feet and felt of kilter her mass had shifted drastically To her butt. She assumed a more stable position, however it was in vain for she kept growing. And even worse it was faster that before. If before had been a stream now it was a waterfall. Her belly now came into her line of sight. Beating out her massive beach ball breasts in terms of size her ass had swelled to the size of a sofa. She tried to keep her self upright for as long as she could but she eventually failed and she fell. Her body now resembled a ball more that a body. She was scared but then she felt that orgasmic pain, she continued to grow her body now tight as a drum with stretch marks appearing on her. She closed her eyes and images flashed through her head. Balloons, the blueberry girl from Charlie and the chocolate factory, and finally her dream.
She continued to grow the pain began to become more pain than pleasure and she felt to much tension in her body she knew it was not good. She closed her eyes and resigned herself to her fate. She thought about her job, her life, her girlfriend. What would she think. When the police told her that her lover had exploded.
She waited for a while the pain now eclipsing the pleasure and right when the pain was at its worst. BOOM...
She thought “Am I dead”. She was not, far from it she opened her eyes and saw the bra and panties had snapped. She glanced at herself in the mirror.
Her breasts now akin to tractor tires, elapsed my her belly, her spherical body had stretch marks all over it. Her naked form taut as a drum.
She was happy it was over but now she thought. “How do I get out of here?”