Hot Air Lacy, Part 1 Of 3 (Patreon)

Part 1 

Part 2 

Part 3 

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"What a stupid thing... I'm sure the Smiths have it rented or something, there's no way those poor losers could ever afford joining the balloon race with a blimp of their own..."

Lacy said, before puffing out some smoke. The race was about to begin, and her husband was busy setting up their own blimp while she took the opportunity to have one last smoke before the take off. The balloon race was a tradition, and not only did her and her husband held the winning ranks for three years in a row, but this year she was highly irritated at how many newcomers the event had welcomed. The spoiled entitlement oozed from her expression as she stood by the inflating blimp on the ground, smugly observing the massive balloon as it puffed upwards and started taking a rounder shape. And it was not just any blimp, it was the hillbillies' blimp, Smiths' blimp, Lacy's most despised rivals. Being her neighbors back in town, and with the occasions that many everyday conflicts and fights would break out between them for the most unimportant matters, she hated them with a vengeance, and the sight of their blimp taking shape as it was soon to float by their own blimps' side, just filled her with rage...

"Hmmm... what if...?"

Lacy mumbled as her face lighted up at a sudden idea. She started checking sideways, making sure that none of the Smiths was watching, before sucking in a big lungful from her cigarette..."

"No blimp can fly with a hole on its side... hehe..."

She said, grinning evilly as she then raised her cigarette in defiance and plunged deep into the plastic inflating surface of the Smith's blimp...

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"Lemme see you fly now, jerks... hehe..."

She whispered wickedly, the small hole in the synthetic surface now fully leaking of helium as the blimp started crumpling down and loosing shape. Lacy's eyes sparkled with excitement, the sight of the dying blimp filling her with satisfaction. So lost was she in her frenzy that she did not even care to hide it anymore as she started laughing loudly...

"HEY!!!!"

Her laughing was cut short as she came back to reality, the angry male voice startling her and make her turn her gaze. She then saw an angry mob of people running up towards her, their faces red with anger, curse words flying rapidly out of their mouths. It was then that the color left Lacy's blonde face and she realized she had fucked up...

"Quickly now, grab her arms! Don't let that bimbo escape!!!"

A voice echoed through the mob, as not even before Lucy had the chance of fully turning her thicc body to face her assailants, she felt two powerful grasps on her wrists and she started panicking as she saw the men bearing long folds of ropes, and they started rapidly tying them around her chubby wrists...

"LET GO OF ME!!! I'LL HAVE YOU ALL THROWN IN JAIL FOR THIS!!!! YOU CANNOT DO THIS ME!!!"

She started screaming in protest, as the Smiths kept tying their lengthy ropes around her wrists, and another Smith now emerged from the crowd holding a thick purple hose with a golden tip on its edge...

"Oh yes we can, sugar tits! You will soon regret messing with our blimp, mostly because you are about to replace it!!!"

"LET ME GO!!! LET ME G-MHPHPMHP?!?!??"

Lacy kept screaming but it was at that moment that her plump pinks lips were instantly blocked by the golden tip of the hose that came and found its target between them, blocking her protests and eliciting two instant reactions : her eyes to turn wide and crossed downwards, and her cheeks to puff out to the size of softballs...

"Can't blame me lady, that noise-hole of yours was too tempting to pass... Had to block it, hahaha!!!"

The Smith guy yelled in satisfaction as Lacy started feeling the intense pressure of gas as it was now filling her up like an actual balloon!

"MHMPHMPHMPMHPHHHHHH!!!!!"

She kept yelling and screaming through the hose, but it all came out muffled and none of the people paid attention to it as she kept feeling the tension tightening on her extended arms, the Smiths pulling harder and harder on the ropes as another couple of guys started now tying ropes around he ankles. The pressure was intense, she started feeling her entire body expanding outwards to all directions, her already thicc body accommodating the rush of gas inside her like a champ as the changes in her physic were almost instant... Lacy's large boobs getting puffier and puffier as they kept inflating like a pair of basket balls, stretching her tee around them and forming a massive cleavage between them while her belly was expanding and widening rapidly, pushing the top edge of her yoga pants around it before it popped out of it in the open. It was like an instant impregnation that was getting out of hand, and Lacy could only stand there immobilized by the tension of the ropes as she now felt her thighs expanding and bloating beneath her waist, her ballooning buttocks protruding backwards like a pair of exercise balls and it was then that her vision started becoming blurry...

"It's a special gas you know... It will fill up every last part of your obnoxious bimbo body, hahaha!!!"

The Smith guy yelled once more, his voice nearly audible over the loud hissing and Lacy's muffled screams, as now her face was getting overly bloated as well, her eyes widening impossibly, her cheeks reaching the size of volley balls and her gaze looking around dazed and in a disoriented panic...

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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