Cindi Inflation

As the evening winded down went into the kitchen to pour me a nice cold drink of water. I noticed the frig. was half way open and water was leaking from it. I knew it could be no one else but Cindi. Cindi had a habit of leaving the refrigerator half way open, but never felt she was wrong. The last time she done this, I was out of town, and when I came back the milk had spoiled. She didn’t think it was a big deal and offered to buy me some more. She may have brought me another gallon of milk, but the point of the matter was she was careless. Now water was coming from under the refrigerator and I had to be the one to clean it up.

I wanted to scream, but I managed to keep myself together. Instead, I had an idea. I was going to show her.

Two hours later Cindi walks into the door with her head phones inside her ears attached to her Ipod. She went straight for the kitchen. She didn’t see me there hiding in the hallway just waiting for her. She went over to the refrigerator and opened the door. As expected she left it half way open again. My blood started to boil. As she was drinking her orange juice from the jug, I ran up behind her and pinned her arms. She screamed, but I quickly put a sock inside her mouth to lessen it. I tied her arms with a fishing wire I’d acquired from my boyfriend. There was no way she could escape now.

I walked her into the bathroom and made her sit in the tube. She was scared, well, she should be. I’m not usually like this, but when you make me mad to the point of no return, you were definitely going to get it. I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room. I turned on the stereo and turned to one of my favorite songs “Cindi” and placed it on repeat. I turned it up enough so I could hear from the bathroom. I went back into the bathroom, where Cindi was struggling to free her hands. I just looked at her and laugh. There is no way she was going to free herself. I was good at tying knots.

I stood over her, she looked like a deer in caught in the head lights, perfect. I turned on the water in the tub. It rushed out quick and plentiful. I then removed the spa like shower head. I removed the sock from Cindi’s mouth. “What are you going to do?” I said nothing and just smiled over her. I placed the shower head inside her mouth, her screams were muffled. I turned the faucet to the shower setting. The water started to rush throw the tube into Cindi’s mouth. Her eyes and my smile grew large.

The water rushed inside her body. She shuffled trying to free her hands, but failed again. I kissed her on the forehead and stepped back to watch everything unfold. I watched as her stomach grew larger with each passing minute. The buttons on her jeans had popped right off. Her stomach was peeking from underneath her shirt. Soon, the water started to rush to her jeans, her jeans became tighter then before. They started to rip from there seams. Her breast started to grow, from apples to watermelons. It was getting harder and harder for her to struggle now that her body was so heavy. Her arms started to fill out as well. They were getting so big that they popped the fishing lining. She placed her hands on the sides of the tub to stand, but her body was too heavy. Then she tried to remove the showerhead, but was unsuccessful.

Bigger and bigger she got. Her body started to expand outward because the tub was blocking it from going anywhere else. Her clothes finally gave way and there she was, completely naked and turning into a huge ball. I loved it, this will teach her. I watched as her breast disappearing into her body and her arms became more as one with her body. There was no undoing this one. Something unexpected happened, she exploded. Water flooded the bathroom, living room, and hallway. Well, it looks like I’m going to have to call the carpet cleaner.