Female Inflation

My name is Holmes, Sarah Holmes, consulting detective, though admittedly I’m not actually very good at it, oh I solve the case, but more by luck than judgement. This completely true story is about the London Blimp Advertising Company and how I solved the case. 

It all started about two weeks ago, when my partner in crime as it were,  burst through my office door.

It had been another ordinary day for Whittney Wilder as she had just gotten out of school, heading home for the day but what happened that night would change an old passion the booblicious girl had forever as Whittney loved balloons as she enjoyed blowing them up personally, sitting on them, popping them, stuffing them in the various shirts she wore to make her immense cleavage look even larger than it already was, & lastly sucking some helium out of them when they used for parties and talking in a crazy high-pitched voice which always made her laugh.

I’m rather nervously sitting in the green room. It was a brand new game show being shot, it was called rather ominously “Bounce”. I look around and meet eyes with a fellow contestant. She was about 5’11” tall, had enormous boobs, green eyes, and shockingly red hair, not ginger, bright red, she looked about the total opposite of me, I’m 5’4” tall, blonde, and I have a fairly curvy figure, but nothing like hers. She caught me staring and I looked away.