
Original Idea by
sqrl here http://www.furaffinity.net/view/11296207/ with one change... there's sand pouring in the glass box making it heavier with each passing second X3
Poor Blitz here gets put into sooooooooooooooooooooooo many situations like this simply for my own and your guy's enjoyment X3 hehe

Poor Blitz here gets put into sooooooooooooooooooooooo many situations like this simply for my own and your guy's enjoyment X3 hehe
Category Artwork (Traditional) / Inflation
Species Vulpine (Other)
Size 949 x 1280px
File Size 131.2 kB
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*flails more and whimpers louder, muffling as my belly bets more tight, glowing a little brighter as more water pumps into me, I struggle as water pours from my nose, gagging and bloats up more, paws on your collar, getting tight as my chest raises from weight* M-MPPPPPPHHH!!
Blitz?! How did-?! H-Hold on, I'll get something to help! *looks about the room, trying to find something suitable enough to prop up the sand weight, picking up a large brick but realizing it's too small to hold it up, looking up to see how bloated your are- Hold on, I'll be right there! 0_0;;
(Great job on this, love the idea for inflation torture or a SAW trap. X3)
(Great job on this, love the idea for inflation torture or a SAW trap. X3)
*hugs back* Sorry for skipping out on our rp a weeks back. Been busy with work for awhile. =(
*After looking around for a few more seconds I finally find an old chair to place under the sand bucket* Aha! Here! Here we go! *comes over, lifting the sand weight out of your paws and setting it onto the chair, which luckily has some extra height to take off the flow of the water* There! How...how are you feeling? *I ask, looking at how bloated your belly looks*
*After looking around for a few more seconds I finally find an old chair to place under the sand bucket* Aha! Here! Here we go! *comes over, lifting the sand weight out of your paws and setting it onto the chair, which luckily has some extra height to take off the flow of the water* There! How...how are you feeling? *I ask, looking at how bloated your belly looks*
Oh. Don't worry, I'll get you down from there. *making sure not to knock the chair over, I untie the string from the valve, the. Gently tries to prop you right side up by moving my arms under yours, the movement making the water slosh around inside you* Urgh! Let me just-Ugh!-Get those shackles off. *I strain, trying to undo the ankle braces holding you up*
*after a few seconds of fumbling with the braces, and trying to support you and your water heavy belly, I manage to get them off, your falling to the floor and you along with them, falling into a sitting position against my own chubby belly as a cushion* Oof! There we go! * I grunt, the hose popping out when you fell, another bout of sloshing and gurgling as you finally rest* Better, buddy? *I ask out of concern, tenderly rubbing your stretched stomach*
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