I Just Want To Be HUGE! (Uber Explosion Ending)

It’s only one hour until midnight. Half the world is fast asleep, and there’s a full moon out tonight, with no cloud in sight. And here I am, alone on the roof off my house, with no one to bother me.

Yes. Tonight is the night. Nobody will stop me, now. Tonight is the night I truly put my new elixir to the test.

It’s a red, drinkable elixir I put in a water bottle. I recently made it by accident while I was trying to conduct an elixir to become lighter. When I took a sip, I didn’t feel any lighter, but more shiny and bouncy, like I’m made of rubber. I rubbed my shiny skin only to find out I really am. Instead of becoming lighter, I became rubber! And the more I drank of the elixir, the greater my elasticity. It only lasted for 12 hours, but it was an amazing discovery. I decided to keep a record of the elixir and the ingredients I used. That was just over a week ago, but ever since then I wondered that now that I’m human rubber, what would happen if I tried to become a human balloon.

Well, tonight’s the night I found out, and not a moment too soon. This idea was just starting to get into my craving.

My plan to finally become inflated consists of three parts. One: I chug down the elixir to rubberize myself to the maximum, then do a couple of stretches.

Two: I use an automatic hand pump to blow myself up. I insert the hose of the pump into my mouth, then flip the power switch to turn it on.

Three: I brace myself for anything that could happen.

*PSS* *PSS* *PSS*

At a moderate speed, the pump does its work and begins to inflate me through my mouth. I could already feel myself filling up with air all over my body. First, my whole chest begins to rise. It swells and swells until I look like I stuffed two huge melons under my shirt. Next, my butt begins to inflate. It inflates so much it can easily be a nice soft throw pillow. Then, with a BOOMPH!, my belly starts to grow and grow to the size of a yoga ball. I took all of this time to touch and feel my ballooning features. Everything really did feel like balloons. I feel a tingling sensation in my arms and legs while more air keeps flowing into me until…

*FWOOOOOMPH!!*

All that pressure turns my chubby body into a big, round orb. My arms and legs puff up instantly like marshmallows. My inflation is turning out exactly as I hoped, but I can’t stop here. Even if I can just spit out the hose, I know I have to keep going.

*PSS* *PSS* *PSS* *PSS* *PSS* *PSS*

As the automatic hand pump continues to blow bits after bits of more air through my mouth and into my body, my cheeks begin to puff up, seemingly sealing the hose in my mouth. Not that it’s necessary. This experiment has given me a simple pattern of expressions. The more ecstatic I feel, the more I want to grow, and the more I grow, the more ecstatic I feel. It’s a very good feeling! By now, the divots that are my limbs are starting to morph in with my body, and I’m in the process of becoming a perfect sphere.

The rubber creaking and groaning sounds of a balloon only strengthen my excitement as I continue to grow. My hands, feet and head sink in deeper and deeper into my inflating flesh, with cheeks blown up to the size of grapefruits. I can’t see anything apart from my own growing body, but it feels like I’ve already outgrown the neighborhood. It feels like something should happen at any minute, but to my surprise, I still keep inflating. But I couldn’t conclude it here. I need to find the maximum capacity of my rubberized body, no matter how much bigger I have to get.

*PSS* *PSS* *PSS* *PSS* *PSS* *PSS* *PSS* *PSS* *PSS*

Still inflating at a moderate speed, I continue to swell. While my body grows, the speed of my inflation unnoticeably slows down as a sign that I’m reaching my limits. As time passes, I blow up bigger than trees, skyscrapers, and even mountains. Almost an hour through the night, my inflation speed comes down to almost a stop, and there I am, inflated as big as the country, a balloon so full, so round, and so unbelievably huge, I can be seen from space from a mile away.

But it isn’t over yet! The automatic hand pump is still pumping its contents into me. All I can feel is the pressure increasing while my body begins to rumble, creak, and groan. Then, with one final pump, as the last bit of force of air goes through the hose and into my mouth, the pressure finally becomes too great and I pop with an Earth shaking KABOOM! I let out a huge burst of air that could blow many leaves off of many trees for miles. And there I am, flat as a piece of paper, fluttering down on the roof of my house, with a proud expression on my face.