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Product testing is a wonderful thing, but sometimes you just can't get the market research you might desire without live field testing. When you're in the more specialized markets of the world, this can be harder than one might imagine. Everyone remembers when a certain large company tested its newest line of expansive bubble-baths by air-dropping a crate of the stuff into a public pool. Sure, everyone bloated up like weather balloons, but they certainly got the data they needed! And as everyone has learned over time, its easier to ask for forgiveness than for permission.

And once again, another local corp involved in such unusual products is having a testing day. They were commissioned to produce a semi magical, semi technological transformation mixture, to turn normal creatures into living beings of rubber. They settled on latex, and set to work. Their production run wound up creating a liquid potion of sorts, with near to instant results. Now the buyer wanted to see how well it worked on a living test subject, and how resistant to all things said subject was after the transformation. So with much deliberation, a delivery system was finally settled on. The potion was hidden inside an innocent looking can of cold coffee, and mixed in with a shipment going out to the city's many vending machines. Thus, they hoped to add an element of chance to their unlicensed product testing.

It was a fine early spring day in the uptown streets of the city, and the streets were filled with people going this way and that on their business. No matter where you looked, one could see many different types and races of people and creatures moving about, interacting and doing their thing. There on a street-corner, stood a few Humans chatting it up with a Rhino and two Crows. Down the way sat a Snake, Bull, and Whale waiting for a bus. And across the street at the local open-air coffee shop, you could probably pick out one or more of most of the planets sentient species. Indeed, it was a diverse place.

One figure detached itself from a throng of individuals gathered around a high-rise office complex, and began lumbering down the block. Spiked tail swishing this way and that, the creatures back spines and mottled green and brown colouration was hard to miss. Standing about 7 feet in height, the well built bipedal Stegosaurus continued down the sidewalk, large padded feet making a muffled slapping noise with each impact. He was very obviously male to the trained observer, filling out a large t-shirt and jacket combination, matching up with what could only be described as shorts. Most of the smaller fellows got out of his way as he walked along, making enough noise to spook those whom might have not been paying attention. This was of course not required, as the big fellow was too good natured to even raise his voice to most people. Plus as a herbivore, it wasn't as if he was going to eat anyone.

It was lunch hour, so many of his fellow pedestrians had also just left their downtown office buildings and the like, and were walking towards mall food courts, sandwich shops, and other nearby places to get something to eat. The large dinosaur had his sights set on an all-you-can-eat salad bar down the block, but the going was tough today. More folks than usual were cluttering the walkways, so it was taking forever to make the short trek and get his afternoon meal. About half way there he spotted a welcome sight, namely some vending machines set up outside a corner store. Seeing how much farther he had to go, and how little time he had left on his break, he decided to have himself a less than healthy lunch at the machines. Popping a few coins into random machines, the large lumbering reptile was soon rewarded by an arm-load of goodies, from candy bars to a few beverages.

Sighing, he plunked himself down on a nearby bench, and began stuffing his eager muzzle with his bounty of snack foods.

"George, you're going to kill yourself."

He muttered those words of wisdom to himself as he stuffed his face with bags of chips, candy, and guzzled down a can of soda. He'd made too many stops at the snack machine as it was today, and previous days to boot. It showed too, as he'd been developing a small but still noticeable paunch on his scaly frame. Crunching down three bars of chocolate at once, he washed it all down with the last of his cans of assorted beverages, one of which included some no-name brand cold coffee...

"Yeesh, that one sure has an odd after-taste. What was that, soap? They must have cleaned the can a little too much."

Rubbing his satisfied paunch, he gathered up his things, and tossed them all in the appropriate bins. He failed to notice however, that his skin was starting to become shiny and slick looking in patches, some under his clothing, some not. Passers-by didn't notice either, as with each passing moment the patches expanded and merged, travelling up and down his body at a good rate of speed. As a random pedestrian bumped into George however, he finally did catch wind to his situation. When the wolf fellow bumped into him, his side emitted a high pitched squeak! Blinking, the large reptile came to a halt and instantly puzzled over the odd sound. Looking down at his side, he gave the shirt-covering a poke, and was rewarded with yet another squeak.

Now he was completely confused, before he noticed his hand start to take on a shine as well! Baffled, he looked over his whole body, as the bumpy mottled texture of his scale covered hide became shiny and rubbery, squeaking with his every movement. As the last of the change passed down to the tip of his tail, he was left there looking like a rubberized version of his former self. He found himself mildly shocked at the situation, then screwed up his face as the oddest sensation flared up in his belly, and in his tail. He found another bench to sit down on for a moment and rest, and hiked up the front of his shirt to see what was going on. As he watched, he suddenly formed a belly-button of sorts where none had been before, then a thick plastic nozzle popped out of the hole, and grew into place. It had a cap of sorts built into it as well, and looked like the sort you might find on a good pool toy. Lifting up his tail into his paws, he watched as another valve appeared on the tip of the long appendage, and grew to fit. Poking at them curiously, he was surprised to FEEL his finger rub up against them. They were actually part of his body!

Pushing down on the one attached to his tail, he found it could squish in and fold up, hiding most of itself from view. He repeated the process on his belly nozzle, and found it vanished into the "belly button" as well. Slapping a paw over his eyes with a squeak, he gave a big sigh and tried to ponder what exactly was going on. As he breathed in, he failed to realize that he wasn't breathing out anymore... Bit by bit, his tummy and torso were puffing up rounder, stretching out his shirt and jacket, and making him look quite fat. A few random people on the sidewalk noticed however, and pointed at the new-found balloon dinosaur with mixed expressions. Eventually the bloated fellow did notice his situation, slapping both paws to either side of his new-found bloat with surprise! He squeaked loudly as he rubbed over the mass of inflated gut, and pushed down on it. This yielded quite a bit of surprise pleasure, and he found himself rumbling loudly and wagging his big tail around. Taking in a few more breaths of air, he rumbled all the louder as he continued puffing up like the balloon he was.

Standing up again with a smirk on his muzzle, he continued walking towards his workplace, not overly perplexed by this change of events. After all, like everyone else in town, he'd heard about the weird things that kept happening around here. He had to crush to one side with everyone else as they passed a work detail attempting to fix a leaky fire hydrant, which was busy pumping a steady stream of water into a nearby storm-drain. They certainly were not in a hurry, sitting there on their own lunch breaks as the liquid continued to disgorge from the pipes below. Having turned his head to see what the repair crew as up to, he failed to notice the mass of people on the other side of the traffic-cone barricade, trying to push their way through the folks coming the other direction. Push came to shove, and several people were tripped up over everyone else. A large Crocodile gave George a shove, and he then discovered just how much he'd changed. He went flying as if he were a child's toy, his air filled rubber form not having much weight at all. Sailing through the air, he waved his limbs and tail around, trying to prepare himself for some kind of landing.

Instead he went tail-first right towards the repair team, and bounced off their van once before landing up against the leaking fire hydrant. His tail clicked into the open valve while his nozzle sprang open, and his rubbery bulk folded over the mass of red metal somewhat, bumping the big wrench that controlled water flow... It was only a moment before a woosh of water could be heard, and George stood up with a irritated expression. As the work crew watched, said expression turned to confusion and then pleasure, as the water gushed forth and found its way into the newly balloonified reptiles tail-port. His paws found their way to his belly, which was steadily swelling up with the water, as well was the rest of him. As people watched, he started putting on both mass and height, blowing up taller and rounder by the moment. George began purring loudly, his mouth hanging open and tongue lulling out to the side with a throaty rumble of bliss. He'd never imagined such a wonderful feeling of being filled up and stretched out, as he inflated with the torrent of water. As he surged up into a sumo sized Dinosaur with about 10 feet of height, one of the work-crew put down his lunch, and made a lunge for the wrench to halt the flow of water.

George found he didn't want to stop, and held the worker at bay with one huge inflating foot-paw. His already tight clothing protested the expanding reptiles upward progress, as stitching failed and finally his shorts exploded off in a hail of fabric. His t-shirt and jacket soon split right down the middle, shredding off at the arms and joining the shorts in a heap on the pavement. Soon he was too big to argue with, as 10ft led to 12, and up to 15. Panic set in, and the two workers packed up their things, and quickly drove away from the growing rubber dinosaur. Said rubber dinosaur meanwhile was having the time of his life, puffing up like a balloon and loving every minute of it. His features became rounded and exaggerated, as he rounded out more in the belly, and everywhere else as well! About the time he hit 20ft in height, somebody alerted the city that another strange event was in progress. As they'd dealt with this kind of thing before, the evacuation plan was put into place. Workers filed out of buildings and left the downtown core, while others went into basement shelters to ride it all out. The residential areas of town were swiftly evacuated, and all the while George continued to grow.

He marvelled at his size as he pushed up past 30ft in height, and quite a few feet around the middle. Sloshing his rubbery hide with big bloated paws, he let out a cackle of delight, and sat down to enjoy himself. The water continued to pump away, his apparent growth slowing down as the volume of incoming water kept up a steady pace versus his enlarging form. It took a few minutes longer, but something must have tripped in the cities automated utility services. The water pressure backed off, and came to a stop shortly after. Soon George noticed he wasn't inflating any bigger, and he looked down at the now rather small fire hydrant to see what was wrong. Pouting, he uncorked his tail from the hydrant, and was pleased to see not a drop of water came back out of his bloated rear appendage. Sloshing and squeaking with every movement, he continued waddling down the now empty streets, trying not to step on anyone's car that might have been left behind. At first he wondered where everyone had gone, but then he noticed his own reflection in the fifth floor window of a nearby office building. Taking a few steps back, he marvelled at his own reflection across multiple stories of windows, thrusting out his big water-gorged belly and giving it a wobble. He rumbled loudly with a very pleased expression on his muzzle, and realized that another giant monster had come to play in town. And this time, it was him!

Things were definitely looking up today, that was for sure. Walking for a few more blocks between the large city buildings, he eventually came across another working vehicle parked on the side of the road. It was a giant vacuum truck, made for cleaning up the streets. It had a very high output of warm air when it was turned on, the result of the powerful sucking motors under the vehicle. Grinning widely, he fumbled with the door, and managed to worm a rubber claw inside the cabin to fiddle with the key in the dash. Eventually he got the large truck started, and was pleased when a warm blast of air started chugging away out of the single large circular exhaust port on the rear of the vehicle. Laying his water-gorged bulk down across the empty streets, he pushed his muzzle up against the port, and relaxed to the incoming air flow.

Almost immediately anyone watching could see it having a result, as the already large Dinosaur continued growing bigger and rounder, stretching out over the pavement. He grasped the large cleaning vehicle with both hand-paws as he grew, one foot after another swelling onto his massive frame. Soon 50ft yielded to 60, followed by 70, and finally 80! His long bloated tail continued to grow and lengthen down the street, as did his hindpaws. His torso ballooned up rounder and gurgled with the addition of air to water, sloshing about as his rubbery hide continued to stretch out easily. As he reached 100 feet in height, he found the truck small enough to just pick up in both paws, and hold there in his maw. Standing up again, he purred and used his huge tail to rub at his swelling belly, which by now was hanging down to his knees, and sticking out about 20ft in-front of him. He watched as the buildings seemed to dwindle in size, his bulk spreading out to either side of the street, while he continued to surge upwards at a high rate of speed.

Soon he was getting eye-to-eye with the rooftops of some of the smaller buildings, his 200ft frame sporting 50ft of tummy, which was still swelling bigger. Holding the cleaner truck with one paw, he busied himself rubbing over his impressive gut with the other, all the while leaning harmlessly up against one of the many office buildings. Soon he noticed that space was becoming kind of taken up by his form, so he shrugged and started lumbering out of the downtown core. Occasionally his impressive bulk bumped into one building or another, and at one point he had to squeeze his way between two of them to continue down the road, but he made it without any civic damage worth mention. The truck was starting to look like a toy in his paws now, as he sprouted up to 300ft in height. The motor was sputtering too, as the vehicle started to stall out from being moved round so much in the bloated reptiles grasp. Its output was far too low anyways, so he casually discarded it onto a passing rooftop.

Stomping down the road squeakily, he headed north and left the large buildings behind, carefully avoiding stepping on any smaller buildings as he set his sights on the cities manufacturing and industrial sector. He knew he'd seen large gas tanks of some sort there before, and he figured they would certainly add to his already impressive bulk. Now that he'd gotten a taste for this kind of size, he had no intention of stopping. As he expected, he was soon looming over a concrete jungle filled with massive compressed air tanks, plus a few full of helium to boot. Purring with a lewd expression on his muzzle, he skillfully hooked his tail up to a big valve in the mass of steel piping coming out of the compression yard, the other ends of which were hooked up to what looked like several dozen tankers of mixed gases. Obviously so they could fill up many smaller vehicles just by picking which gas they needed. Bending down, he flipped open the huge valve-switches from each tank, and finally cranked open the master valve connected to his tail. He almost fell over with the sudden shock of bliss from such a rush of incoming air, rumbling loudly again as his rubbery hide began bloating anew.

He felt a stirring in his loins at the pleasure became quite intense, his 300ft body swelling outwards and upwards in multiple directions. Reaching down past the massive bloat of his belly, he found his ample package puffing up with air as well, rubbing against the underside of his great bloated gut. Eyes half closed, tongue hanging out one side of his muzzle, the great Dinosaur began rubbing both paws over his swelling shaft, grunting and purring with pleasure. All the while he continued to grow bigger, reaching up past 400ft with a good third of that round the middle in terms of bloat. His limbs continued to get thicker as well, tail getting longer and more bloated while his shaft puffed up longer and thicker, dripping massive drops of latex-goo onto the ground below. As the mixed gases continued to empty into the giants expanding frame, he continued right on tugging at his impressive length, grunting as it continued to slide up against the underside of his massive and still growing belly. He'd never known such joys before! He only wished he'd had such an experience before now, and of course many more to come.

As time passed he brought himself closer and closer to release, practically gibbering from the pleasure of the situation he'd thrust himself into. Then just as he felt he was going to lose his grip around his still growing tummy, his over-sized length short forth its sticky load of latex goo, splattering the industrial sight in huge running blobs. He put out enough to completely bury a few buildings in the sticky substance, which was still the normal colour, but very obviously liquid rubber in nature. It bubbled randomly in parts, probably from various industrial substances contained within.

Panting from the release, the massive saurian could only stand there holding onto his huge belly with both paws, his massive package still swelling up ever so slightly bigger along with the rest of him. He felt the pressure growing lower down below, and looked to see the tanks starting to run out of gas. There was no way he wanted his fun to end just yet, so he set his sights on the huge compressors sitting on the other side of the industrial complex, which the obviously used when making the massive gas tanks. When said tanks finally ran out, leaving a 600ft tall, monster bellied, hyper-endowed dinosaur in their midst, he once more uncorked his tail, and stomped on over to the other side of the yard. He cleared the space in just a few steps, grunting and laughing with a deep rumbling voice.

Leaning down, he once more plugged his huge tail into the outflow from the big compressor system, and tried to find a way to turn it on. He saw no obvious control system that he could use, and decided to try the old fashioned approach. Balling up a fist, he smashed the rubbery mass down atop the huge machine, and grinned to himself when it coughed to life. Almost instantly another surge of air forced its way into his tail, and George sat down to enjoy the bloat. Bit by bit he continued to grow, pushing up to 800ft in height, with a massive gut sticking out with a 400ft diameter. He had an aspect ratio of 2:1 now!

His loins continued to swell and enlarge as well, squishing up against his huge tummy as the rest of him filled up ever larger. He noticed his paws and hands were getting thicker as well, even the claws on their tips becoming more bloated nibs. His face was getting wider to boot, with huge puffy cheeks and a much thicker neck. He wiggled his rump about as that too continued to expand, bloating up along-side his hips and thighs, as well as his arms and lower legs. He was definitely looking well rounded indeed, rapidly taking on a more spherical shape. About the time he passed the thousand foot mark, he was starting to look like a big ball with limbs and a tail, and a very pronounced wing-wong.

Purring loudly, a whisper of reason found its way into his pleasure addled brain, wondering just when he was going to stop blowing himself up? This thought was quickly displaced by even more pleasure, as the hyper stimulated Dinosaur just kept on blowing up larger and larger, hundreds of feet adding itself to his frame with each passing quarter hour. All the while news feeds and other automated camera systems continued to watch the upward and outward progress of the massive balloon reptile, some pleased with his progress, others impatient for him to be done so they could go home again. They all knew it would be over soon, in any case.

A loud creaking noise started to make the massive Dinosaur wonder if he was nearing the finish line as well, as he wobbled there against his own massive bloat. The air continued to rush in without stopping however, and there definitely wasn't anything he could do about it anymore. His hide started to become semi-transparent in places, as his limbs sunk into huge ballooned nubs against his sides. As his head sunk into his inflated neck, he stuck out his tongue and purred all the louder, the pressure causing his immense package to once again fire off another flooding load of sticky latex goo. Passing 2000 feet in diameter, the massive ball of a dinosaur creaked loudly one final time, and finally exploded into thousands of bits of sticky rubbery mess.

Almost the moment they hit the concrete, the bits moved towards one another, and joined together again in a semi-liquid pile of scraps. Moments later, the puzzle was completed, and the rubber Dinosaur once again stood up alive and well. He laughed once loudly and proudly, looking around at the huge puddles of mess he'd made with a bit of a blush. Shrugging to himself, he slapped his paws against his still fairly well rounded middle, and started walking out of the complex again. He was naked as can be, still a little sticky with his own latex goo, and definitely still standing at attention. But he didn't care! That had been the most fun he'd had all day, and he certainly had no regrets.

Life in the city went back to normal yet again, as it always did. Nobody ever really let such incidents get to them, minus the odd individual whom wished it had all happened to them. George continued on with his job, and found he had a great weekend activity to enjoy. As with all the new giants and other such creatures in the city, he was asked to stay within certain sizes while in city limits, and go out to the open fields outside town if he really wanted to grow. And grow he did, meeting and passing his previous size many times over, and usually without having to explode himself in the process.

George found himself reflecting on the incident not long after. It had been an incredibly strange day indeed, but likely the best thing that had ever happened to him. He certainly had a hell of a lot more fun these days than he did in the past!

The company who made this possible soon had a popular new product on the market, as other creatures big and small wanted to join in on all the inflatable fun. Sure, they got in a lot of shit from the government when they found out who was responsible for Georges little transformation, but like they always say, its easier to ask for forgiveness than for permission.

And so the city continues to get the odd little surprise from time to time, from super fattening and inflating products hidden amongst ordinary things, to the occasional macro incident. Life is good here.