Full Body Inflation

"It won't work," I squeaked.

"Yes it will. You always say that, " Lynn admonished me, in her high-pitched voice.

"Because it always doesn't work," I pointed out.

If you had walked into our dorm room and found myself and my roommate, Lynn both of us pumped up with enough helium to have our figures bulging with gas and our extra-large bodies floating and bouncing against the ceiling, you might find that odd. I know I would.

Cindy checked her watch as she rushed for the big red doors of the gym. She could already hear the thumping of the bass from inside. That meant one thing...she was late yet again. She opened the doors slowly and peeked in to see if anyone would notice her arrival. Just as her head peered around the door the music stopped and all the girls turned to look at the door.

or, “1001 Inflationary Nights”