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Bubble Buddy 2

Rush Hour. That time of morning where everyone is out and about doing their thing all at once, cluttering up the roads, clogging traffic, and generally getting in each others way. Some more literally than others. A pudgy but otherwise normal looking wolf was sent sprawling after rounding a corner a tad too eagerly, and rebounding off a gigantic belly. With much wobbling and a faint sound of sloshing, the wolf found himself picked up, dusted off, and stood upright once more. Looking up, and shaking his head to clear the dazed shock, he found himself staring into the bloated face of a very well rounded lizard.

"Terribly sorry, I didn't see you there. It looks like you're alright, which is a relief. Sorry to bump and run, but I'm going to be late!"

With that the lardy blob of a reptile scampered off as much as was possible, emitting squeaks, groans, and scattering other pedestrians like so many bowling pins. It certainly made for quite the sight. Huffing and puffing with each heavy foot-fall, Jax did what he could not to knock anyone over, though he definitely bumped a few out of his way. Standing at easily 2.5 metres in height, and about that much in width, he was looking much different than his usual shorter and more toned build. The last time he'd been this bloated was after spending all night at the Squeakeasy. And that had been good old fashioned air bloating, not the ponderous and heavy bloat he currently had filling his hide.

After much difficulty, several near misses, and a short ride down an elevator, Jax boarded the local subway train and sat down on a bench built for three. Even there, he felt his wide sides squishing up over the steel tube hand holds. Sighing, he avoided the staring gazes of curious onlookers, and relaxed up against the walls of the train car, resting for the few minutes it would take to get to his desired station. The last few days had been busy and tiring, even though they had been wonderful... Part of him desired to be back at home instead of trying to go into work, but he'd already burned through several vacation days in a row. It was time to go in and get some work done, or else do the honourable thing and tender his resignation.

Like many, Jax received his monthly citizens dividend, and it was enough to pay the rent and keep him fed. But he enjoyed being able to buy expansive substances, go to the Squeakeasy whenever he wanted, or take short vacations. So like many others, he happily worked part time at a nearby factory to add to his general income stream. The factory was mostly automated, but he worked there as a troubleshooter and quality assurance inspector. Somebody had to make sure that the products being churned out all day by machines were up to snuff, after all. Within minutes of sitting down, the bloated lizard was hefting himself back to his feet, wobbling out the doors as the train arrived at his stop. Trying not to knock anyone over as he wandered through the platform, he took an elevator up into a busy lobby area, and ultimately made his way to work.

Huffing, and belching out the odd comically sized soap bubble, Jax arrived at his work station just in-time. Clad in nothing but ill-fitting rubberized shorts, he certainly made for quite the sight. The gargantuan bulge tenting the rubbery fabric and squishing up against his ample belly left nothing to the imagination, that was for sure. Fortunately it was warm in the factory, and nobody had too much problems with the lack of clothing, or his immense frame. Sure it was strange, and out of the norm, but as of yet it wasn't a safety violation or anything of that nature.

Jax went through the motions of his short shift, inspecting this and that, tapping computer readouts, and checking to see if he had any priority items that needed tending. Apparently it was a smooth and easy going day, if the various staff messages were any indication. The machines were doing their thing, some were being maintained by other machines, and the usual random samples were ready for inspection. He ran into his supervisor, quite literally, as he rounded a tight corner and headed for the testing labs. Fortunately the fellow was also quite portly, and resisted being sent rebounding through the halls.

Grunting, the large bipedal horse placed both hands on either side of the spherical mass that was Jax, and leaned in with his own ample weight.

"Well well, what do we have here? You feeling alright, Jax? You look a little swollen today. Too much fun at that club you go to, or something?"

Blushing faintly, and belching out a stream of orange-scented suds that only made the horses eyebrows raise up further, Jax could only stammer and try to explain the situation as much as he could.

"Sorry Mr. Richmond. Yes, I guess you could say I've been having a swell time lately, heh..."

The pun earned him a swat on the belly, making it gurgle ominously.

"Hilarious. Well, try not to knock anyone over any safety rails. Us big fellows need to watch where we're going, especially when there's blind corners and the like. Be careful, OK?"

With that the large horse was off in the other direction, likely towards the break room. Jax followed the fellow with his gaze for a moment, thinking he'd look wonderful as a properly swollen balloon animal... Said thoughts only made his uncomfortably tight shorts tighter still, huffing as he tried to focus on his work. The last few days with Moro had been incredible, and puffy thoughts were on his mind at all times. He'd have to be careful not to complicate things within his professional life. Most employers were fairly easy going, but unless he could get hired out as a delivery blimp or advertising balloon, he'd have to watch his size on the job.

After a short break for lunch and a few more inspections, Jax was back on the train and heading home. His gurgling and well rounded features seemed to demand attention, and he felt like he was even wider than he'd been that morning. It was almost a struggle to get through the train doors as he left his home station, and he definitely needed to wiggle around a bit to get through the large doorway at home. Grunting, panting, and feeling randy as hell, he barely had time to toss his things on the counter before his whole body began to bubble internally.

Tongue lulling out to one side of his rounded snout, Jax found himself gradually expanding larger all over, and practically overflowing with lust. Grunting, he managed to wobble and bound his way to the couch, sitting down even as his shorts exploded off his growing frame. Panting, and groaning with the bliss of it all, he grinned and tried to relax into the euphoria of the situation. Early that morning, his housemate Moro had indicated fatigue, and before he knew what was happening, the plus sized bubblesaur was stuffing itself down his gullet. He'd distended out into a very well rounded lizard indeed, and had even put on some height from it all. He was left there barely mobile, struggling to fit into his largest shorts, rumbling with every movement. Evidently Moro was done with napping, and after already blowing him up huge, had decided more size was in order.

His already oversized endowments surged out larger against his spherical belly as he grew, likely treating anyone outside his window to one hell of a show. Jax could only lay back and sigh, too wide to reach his own endowments, as he gradually took up more and more of his condo. Bubbles were fuming freely from his mouth and nostrils with every breath, and his huge sides had already passed over each end of the couch, while his belly and torso grew by the moment. Huffing, he felt his huge tail flopping over the back of the couch, rising up thicker and longer, matched by his gargantuan endowment and other oversized features.

Despite his rising levels of bloat, he felt perfectly comfortable. After all, this was far from the first time he'd had a quality bloating. Thanks to many years of visiting the Squeakeasy, he could get very large indeed. Not to the megamacro levels of some of the record holders of course, but perhaps one day. Like many, he seemed to get stretchier the longer he kept up this lovely expansive hobby. Looking around, he noted that he was taking up a good chunk of his cubical condo, making him perhaps 6 metres or so in diameter. Not too shabby, really. Evidently Moro was not done having some fun internally, as the pressure began to focus on just one spot, namely his already massive package. Gasping at the renewed attention, he could only watch via window reflections as his tubular blimp of a dick grew larger still, squeaking up against the window and leaving a bubbly smear across it. Shivering at the coolness, he watched as his balls sloshed and distended further as well, becoming like a pair of weather-balloons pushing his huge feet up off the ground.

It was all too much for the bloated lizard, and he got to watch as he released a pent up load all over the floor to ceiling windows, splattering bubbly goo everywhere. It splashed off the ceiling and onto the walls, raining down on the swollen lizard, and frothing up where it landed. Even as he continued to fountain out liquid bubbly bliss, the suds gathered together and began to form a huge semi-transparent figure. One quite familiar to Jax by now, at that. Moro rose out of the mess and took form once more, stretching and yawning, apparently quite well rested. The bubbly dinosaur was expressing only male sexual characteristics at the moment, grinning down at Jax with obvious delight. The bloated lizard soon found a very puffed up triceratops dong squished up against his nose, flooding his nostrils with the smell of oranges.

Smirking right back at his bubbly companion, Jax decided to get the upper hand for the moment, and pressed his fat snout against the bloated dick. Inhaling sharply, Jax formed a seal with his lips, and began to blow, forcing air into the large animate soap bubble with practised ease. Surprise sprang onto the dinosaurs face for just a moment, before he began to grow more and more endowed and engorged from the directed air flow.

"Mmmmmmm, you naughty lizard you..."

Hollow tail thumping back and forth against the rounded dome of belly Moro was sitting on, he could only laze back and accept the potent flow of air, stretching up to hyper proportions and then some. Holding on gently with both bloated hands, Jax kept huffing and puffing with obvious delight, blushing fiercely as he worked. Eventually the bubbly dinosaur was left with a package nearly as big as he was, going well with his cute chubby belly. Smirking, Jax let the monster sized dong go, receiving a little blast of bubbles in the face for his trouble.

"Good afternoon Moro. Sleep well?"

The two laughed for a while at their combined bloat, before winding up in a cuddly heap.

"Yes, yes I did. Sorry if I spooked you, but I've been wanting to give you a good internal filling like that for a few days now. Surprise! Guess I had quite the effect on your figure, fatty."

Jax chuckled at the teasing antics of his bubbly friend, hugging him close and making his rounded figure hour-glass out comically. It had only been a week or so since they'd met, but they were already really close companions. Moro seemed to switch him, her, or hirself around various configurations on a whim, male one day and female the next. Sometimes both, sometimes neither, it really depended on what Moro felt like at any given moment. The rather bloated lizard knew a few people that would love to have that kind of control over their outward appearance, and made a mental note to introduce them to Moro. Who knows, perhaps there were ways to grant others the same kind of abilities?

The two cuddled for a while longer, then cuddling turned to little puff-kisses, and finally to sex. Furniture was shoved out of the way as Jax felt his tail-hole being filled up with a bubbly protrusion, even as his immense tool was sucked on and rubbed by a giant bubbly dinosaur. He did what he could to rub here and there, feeling himself fill up bigger even as Moro did so too. He couldn't warp and twist himself around like Moro could, nor fill multiple holes at once with wobbly sausage-like bubbles sticking out of wherever they were needed.

Still, both were quite satisfied with things, and eventually they were both taken over the edge into blissful orgasm. Jax flooded Moro with his seed, and Moro filled up with Jax with quite a lot of bubbly goop. It was a fair trade, leaving them both bloated as can be, filling up most of the cubical condo to capacity. They were left cuddled up close, arms around one another as much as was possible, squeaking with every movement, and doing their best to nuzzle and kiss. Their relationship seemed to be growing rapidly, almost as much as they did on a regular basis. Smiling at the semi-transparent face of his dinosaur partner, Jax tried to relax and start venting out excess air and such in the usual way. Sure they might need a mop, but he could deal with that later. With Moro around, everything tended to stay quite clean!

"Come on Moro, lets get mobile enough to get out the door. I want to take you for dinner, then out dancing. You'll love the Squeakeasy, and we'll really see how big we can both get..."

It took an hour or so for them to both get presentable enough to go out to eat, Jax once again wearing over-stretched shorts around his bloated frame. He'd even managed to find a tight fitting jacket to put on, though it didn't hide much, and couldn't be zipped up. He'd have to go shopping for extra stretchy clothing, at this rate. Moro didn't see the point in wearing clothes, and instead opted to simply adopt a neutral exterior, devoid of any sexual characteristics. It was good enough for the staff at a local diner, who got them a table with enough room for two well rounded balloon creatures.

Moro was all too happy to drink anything with carbonation, and even devoured a few items off the desert menu. Jax meanwhile had a hearty meal, then seconds, and quite a lot of coffee. Apparently being rather large left one hungry, even if it was mostly bubbly filling. Still, the two left quite satisfied, bumping into one another and groping randomly at bloated hides, as they made their way out to the local Squeakeasy. It was going to be one hell of a night, that much was clear.

Both of them looked forward to really seeing how much the other could take, and made plans to push themselves farther than they'd ever gone before. It helped to have goals, right? The night was soon filled with pumping music, stretching creatures of all shapes and sizes, and the constant thumping explosions of those pushed over the edge. It was a night the duo hoped to repeat many times!

-Tombfyre 2015