Shock-Absorbing Cheeky, Part 1 Of 4 (Patreon)

Shock-Absorbing Cheeky, Part 1 Of 4.

Release Date : October 2, 2021.

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Shock-Absorbing Cheeky, Part 1 Of 4.

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Part 1 

Part 2 : Coming Soon!

Part 3 : Coming Soon!

Part 4 : Coming Soon!

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"SUBJECT V35!"

A crackled female voice echoed by the blast horns standing over the main gas-distribution hub and through the dusty desert breeze. Behind the hub, ten thousand green hoses were being fed to its input. Those ten thousand hoses were leading back to another ten thousand of industrial capacity compressed gas tanks, each standing more than 60 feet high and capable of containing more than one million of cubic litters of compressed oxygen, all lined up next to each other in rows like a robotic army of pneumatic supremacy...

"SUBJECT V35!!! ARE YOU LISTENING?"

The voice echoed again, this time a bit more intensely, as the target of its calling stood several feet to the front of all this impressive setting, just looking out over the Nevada dusty wasteland that spread for endless of miles beneath her high heeled boots. Cheeky stood there smiling, with a very thick green hose that led back to the hub now firmly within her grasp, as the redhead's mind kept running back to the several occasions she had visited that same very place in which the Burning Man fest used to take place, either as a simple attendee either as some over-inflated prop for the visible decoration and crowd's amusement. The irony of having to visit that same place for a very different - and way more important - reason this time, now fully registering on her distracted mind and she chuckled to herself in what was about to happen...

"SUBJECT V35!!! SUBJECT V35!!! What the hell is wrong with this girl... What's her actual name again...?"

The voice echoed again, now going frantic before turning to her colleagues behind the mic in an effort to catch the girl's name and make the calling a bit more personal, as it was clear that Cheeky was paying no attention to the voice, her glassed eyes focused on the empty scenery to her front and being her usual distracted bimbo-self, not even trying to focus on how crucial her presence there was. 

And it was VERY crucial indeed. Way more important that literally anything else at that point... 

A massive comet, a cosmic rock the actual size of planet Mars, was now heading straight to earth. It was an inevitable collision event, that would led to the absolute annihilation of everyone and everything, the end of the human race and the absolute distraction of our planet. Chaos had erupted and every form of civilization started collapsing once the news made it out, with literally a few hours remaining since that cosmic threat was detected and hope now being a thing of the past...

Not for Cheeky though, since once the news reached out to her, and given her highly cartoonish abilities of being able to inflate herself to the extremes since her early teen years, the idea that popped to her mind - despite how extreme it sounded - could literally save us all. And once she contacted the government and presented her long-listed bio of ballooney achievements, an impressive mechanism was immobilized and this facility of absurd pneumatic potency has been built overnight, given that she was everyone's only and last hope...

The idea was simple. She would have to inflate herself big enough so that the space boulder would just bounce on her and would be ejected back into space. She would be used as a shock-absorbing pillow, a behemoth-sized planetary-scaled balloon - at least twice the size of the earth - on which the rock would just hit and be trampolined back into the emptiness like a casually thrown tennis ball. And this was by far Cheeky's most extreme and absurd inflation stunt yet, but being her usual cocky bimbo-self and having that 'Bring It On!" disposition she always had for everything, she was now standing amidst the Nevada desert where the comet was calculated to crush, with a massive green hose in her arms, ready to expand into not only humanity's last hope, but also in an extra planet for our solar system...

"CHEEKY!!! WAKE UP ALREADY! CHEEKY?!?" 

The voice was now yelling through the speaker horns, Cheeky finally snapping out of it and turning backwards to the source of the calling...

"Ye-Yeah! I'm here!!! Quit shouting already!"

The redhead responded, clearly not wanting to show off how not focused she was. Daydreaming under such circumstances would not make her look good at all...

"QUIT SHOUTING?!? I'VE BEEN CALLING OUT TO YOU FOR AT LEAST A WHOLE MINUTE!!! ANYWAY, WE ARE DOING THIS!!! ARE YOU READY?"

The voice continued, a bit nervous at her immature response...

"Sure thing, lady science! Let's do this!!!"

The redhead said, holding tight on the hose and lifting it up towards her mouth...

"OK! DON'T FORGET TO PUT THE HOSE IN YOUR MOUTH! RELEASING THE GAS IN 3... 2.... 1!!!"

* FSSSSTTT--GLANCK!!! *

A sharp metallic noise echoed, followed by a distant hiss as all the thousands of green hoses came to life like wriggling snakes on the ground and the gas from the thousands of massive tanks started being fed into the hub. The hub groaned and hissed violently before instantly started releasing numerous bulges of compressed oxygen into the thick hose with quick succession...

"Let's do this..."

Cheeky whispered to herself before lifting up the thick hose near her mouth, her red lips opening up wide in order to accommodate the thickness of the hose, and as the first bulge was approaching the edge of the hose and about to exit, the redhead forced the hose deep into her mouth with a loud...

"AAAAAhhhh-- HMPH!!!"

* FWWWWOOOOOOOMMMMPPPPPPHHHHH!!! *

Not seconds after the redhead shoved the hose in her mouth, the first massive bulge of compressed air hit her face with an instant cartoonish result, her entire head puffing out into the size of a goofy beach ball as her gothic neck choker prevented the pressure from going down her throat, making Cheeky look like a massive-headed parody of herself, her cheeks swelling instantly to the size of basket balls, and her eyes widening out like gigantic eggs, her eyeglasses shooting out to the front like a bullet...

"MGPMPHPMHPHPHHPHH!!!"

Cheeky moaned in distress as she felt her head being instantly turned into a blimp finally realizing the extreme force of this whole inflation project she volunteered for, and it was then that she started having some regrets. But before she could even process another thought, and with the gas in her head being rapidly displaced down into the rest of her sexy form, with her boobs arms and belly inflating while her redheaded top started becoming deflating into a less goofy shape and size, the second bulge of compressed air shoved itself into her mouth through her hose with another...

* FWWWWOOOOOOMMMMMPPPPHHHH!!! *

Cheeky groaned and moaned in distress as her boobs pneumatically expanded to the size of exercise balls, her belly extending outwards like a weather balloon embraced by the ever stretching fishnet layer she wore for the occasion, her head now the size of a smaller blimp but still pressurized enough that made her look silly and awkward. Her skirt was now doing the same thing as her neck-choker before and kept the gas from spreading downwards to her legs, but as the air bulges kept rapidly entering her body her form suddenly started expanding evenly and at an alarming rate...

* FWOOOMMMPPPHHH!!! FWOOOMMMPPPHHH!!! FWOOOMMMPPPHHH!!! FWOOOMMMPPPHHH!!! ... *

"MPHMHPMPMHPMHPMHHHHHH!!!"

One by one and without mere fragments of a second between them, the bulges kept being forced into Cheeky's now overblown form through her pumped out lips, the woman stubbornly frowning her widened eyes as she was being rapidly transformed into a blimp, every part of her body now being inflated with tenths upon tenths of liters of compressed gas by the second. Tits the size of weather blimps, buttocks and legs the size of bean bag chairs, a fishnet covered bulging belly the size of a hot air balloon, her cheek-swollen face now returning to a more recognizable state but still massively expanded as it kept being squeezed between a mountain of expanding cleavage, puffed out shoulders and incoming green air-bulges that kept their aggressive assault through her mouth at all time high...

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TO BE CONTINUED...

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