Angry Hands! - Gretchen, Part 3 Of 3 (Patreon)

Angry Hands! - Gretchen, Part 3 Of 3!

Release Date : October 7, 2023.

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Angry Hands! - Gretchen, Part 3 Of 3!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

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* FWOOOMPHHH!!! *

"And here's the other leg too! All your flattened body parts are now back to their three-dimensional volume, Gretchen! Not sure you enjoy how much of that volume is in them tho... Hahaha!!!!"

"MPHMPPMHPHMHMPHMPPHMPHHHHPMHPMHHH!!!! MPHMPHMPHPMMHPPHMHHPMHMPHPPHHHHH!!!!"

Gretchen screamed through her now humongous rugby-ball sized cheeks, both of them squeezing hard on top of her beach ball sized tits, he blouse top a vast sea of pink that kept pushing outwards in all directions, her tits a pair of so gargantuantly swollen orbs of air that kept dominating the view and kept pushing harder and harder against her hose-stuffed mouth and face, the plastic woman now not only fully back to her non-flattened state, but soon reaching the shape and size of an woman-shaped parade blimp with curves so exaggerated in width and puffiness that could easily put many actual parade blimps to shame....

"You truly are a wonder to behold, Gretchen Wieners! You were so... SO right, girl! You DO handle extreme pressure just perfectly! Not only did you manage to become the hottest and curviest of all the plastics, but you now have to be the widest and most HUGE bimbo of the entire North Shore High School! And look at you still going! Your inflatable skills have no end, you are getting HU-MON-GOUS!!!!"

"MPPMHMPHMPHPMHPMPMHHHH!!! MPPHMPMHPMHPMHHH!!!!"

The inflating plastic kept screaming through the hose, her size now surpassing absurd widths and volumes, with her lower body parts now a massive pair of the thickest skin-toned elongated blimps anyone could imagine both her legs now sticking out her impossibly strained parachute-skirt like two massive pillars of pneumatic consistence, her thighs and buttocks massively inflated to the size of weather blimps while her belly kept up with the rest of her inflating body but still not being able to match neither her bust nor her butts, a ball of inflated gut protruding slightly from in-between those too massive areas but still giving Gretchen the overall shape and size of the thickest hourglass blimp ever. And it was at that time, through her endless moaning and balloon screeching that filled the chamber, that Gretchen lifted her wide-eyed gaze to see a mass now hovering above her, something bulky and huge, something that had the surface texture of stone or cement, something that was being held up high right above her inflating head, its sudden appearance filling the expanding girl with more dread as to what more was coming for her...

"Test Number 3! The final one, Gretchen! We can't have you here inflating forever, now can we...? I mean don't get me wrong, i 'd sure enjoy watching you expand and balloon out to the size of the whole chamber, but Regina gave us some different instructions for you... Something she said, she could use to float on or something like that... Dunno really, your gang's leader requests are truly weird, but since she's paying all that cash, who am i to judge...."

The voice kept mumbling before pressing the final button for the day, the inflating woman not having enough time to process that Regina herself was behind this whole cartoonish torture she was all this time enduring, before the giant claw that was holding the cement pyramid above her head instantly opened up, the massive thing now dropping on the overinflated Gretchen with an unforgiving....

* SSSSWWWWW -- FWWWWWOOOOOOOOOMMMMPPPPHHHHH!!!! *

The massive pyramid came crushing down on top of the poor balloon girl, instantly squishing the center of her body down into a pile while all her over-inflated body parts and extremities got pushed outwards and overflowed the edge of the cement blockage, her entire balloon body being sandwiched by tons of weight as she became widened down and way bulgier than she could ever think of...

"NGhghgg...?!? MPRMGPMHH..?!!?"

Gretchen's weak moans started coming from under the pyramid before the metallic claw reached down and grabbed the cement thing once more, slowly lifting it up from Gretchen's center, revealing yet another cartoonish sight and all that at the clacking sound of stiletto pumps of someone having entered the room and approaching right up to the center of the chamber where the action was taking place....

"How's that for FETCH, Gretchen you dork! Heh!"

Regina George's cocky voice filled the room as the blonde plastic walked up right above the squashed Gretchen, the blonde's eyes falling on the motto written of the scattered blue purse by her side on the chamber and thus making such a comment, the bitchy blonde stopping right above Gretchen's compressed form of ballooned up and flattened absurdity, the brunette looking like an absolute mess causing Regina to just smirk playfully in her usual sadistic demeanor....

"How is pressure treating you now, Gretchen? Any regrets on the 'Angry Hands' challenge you so eagerly rushed to accept before even asking what this whole thing entailed, HUH?!?"

Regina shouted over the flat mess down the center of Grethcen's mass, her widened face till weakly moaning while her entire form was trembling and shaking from the struggle to reform but to no avail. Her massive widened buttocks protruded from behind like her huge bulky breasts protruded to the front, all like huge rubbery pillows of pneumatic excess, her arms and legs all squished and distorted one against the other on her sides, all mushed up and squeezed into fleshy bulges and more pillows of cartoonish stupidity that with the other orbs kept wholy surrounding the squashed brunette, but before she could even react to what Regina said, the blonde leaned over and grabbed her by the buttocks, Gretchen now being lifted up in the air, her widened eyes trying to find Regina and see what she was doing to her but it was at that point that the voice from the speakers echoed once more...

"You know Miss George, she does look like a raft if you don't mind me saying..."

Regina looked up at the ceiling, her smile widening before looking back down at the widened mess that was Gretchen in her grasp...

"A Pool Toy would be a better word to use, Mr. Hands..."

The woman responded with a smirk, before picking Gretchen fully up and carrying her out of the chamber to where her car had been parked...

* ...LATER AT REGINA GEORGE'S MANSION... *

"Oh my, oh my! Now this new inflatable looks like you friend Gretchen, dear!"

June George, the irresponsible drunkard that was Regina's mother, called out to her daughter as she exited the pool patio with a her usual alcohol in hand, her remark slow and slurry as she addressed the bikini dressed blonde on the inflatable and deformed poor girl that was now serving as Regina's Pool Toy, Regina's arms and legs all spread out over Gretchen's massive boobs and ass and other protrusions, while the blonde's ass was planted right on top of Gretchen's flat face, her buttocks rubbing against the wet surface the was the wide-eyed girl's face...

"It is her, mom! It is Gretchen!"

Regina added with a smile, before June waved her arm at her dismissively...

"Oh please Regina, cut the nonsense dear! You should be more respectful when talking about your frie--"

"NNHNHNHNHGGGGHHH!!!"

Gretchen moaned from under Regina's buttocks, a weak moan but quite enough to grab June's attention and making her pause mid-sentence, before Regina planted her buttocks firmer against Gretchen's flat face, muting her for good...

"Now what was that..?"

June inquired with a question in her face, Regina not even turning back to make eye contact with her mother before responding...

"That must 've been me, mom... Sorry, i've had bad gas all day..."

The blonde said, before resuming her pleasant relaxation on the once more muffled Pool Toy Gretchen, her mother walking away from the pool without a freakin' care in the world...

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