Balloon Binge: The T-Dolls' Cream-Filled Adventure End (collab)

Balloon Binge: The T-Dolls' Cream-Filled Adventure End

Previous Part : 

Pat 1 : P22

Part 2 : M37

Part 3 :ZB-26

Part 4 : AA-12

Part 5 : SPR A3G

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WARNING : CONTAIN POPPING SCENE


The Ringleader waved to some of the droids, which got to work carefully rolling the swollen T-dolls, spacing them out farther. Architect walked around M37, examining the cream-filled blimp carefully.

“Not so great having those giant tits now, eh?” She teased, jabbing the taut sphere. “I’ll have you wishing you were flat chested in a few moments!”

While Architect was inspecting the goods, P22 had moved to a room setup for viewing the warehouse floor. Checking her messages, her lips twitched into a smile. Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

“Commander, so wonderful to see you!” She pulled the object of her affection into her plush grasp, squeezing tightly. “I’ve got something extra special to show you~”

Walking over to a bed facing a large window, she laid down and patted the space next to her invitingly. The Commander hesitated for a moment, then sat down next to P22, quickly finding their head pulled softly against her billowing gut.

“I’ve been testing new ways to store large amounts of food…” she began to explain, gesturing to the massive confectionaries sitting below. “...At this point I don’t have much use for these specific tanks, so I figured I’d have some fun with them and put on a little show for you at the same time.”

P22 sent a signal to Architect, who had been setting up new hoses and pumps in the shadows.

“All right ladies, time for your moment in the spotlight!” She violently threw a series of levers down, restarting the machines.

The pumps whirred loudly, and the pressure climbed to new heights inside the already over-stretched balloons. Deep within their massive bodies, the poor T-dolls’ eyes widened with fear as they felt their shapes stretch to contain the onslaught of pressure. AA-12’s skin groaned loudly, her body receiving a double dose of cream and chocolate all at once. They knew there was no way they could last for much longer, the torrent of fluids were simply too much for the rounded girls. SPR’s skin groaned and squeaked as she stretched outwards, the balloons expanding to impossibly large sizes.

AA-12 felt her body attempt to resist the inflation, hitting one final wall as the liquid finally ran out of room. Her fingers and toes curled tightly as she felt her tightly stretched frame reach its limit. She gave one last overwhelmed mmph, then the pressure became too much.

KASPLOOOSH!!!

The eclair exploded with a massive wave of cream and chocolate, sending M37 and ZB rolling off uncontrollably. The gigantic orbs slammed into the opposite walls, bouncing off and rolling back towards each other. Architect watched gleefully as they rolled closer and closer, until the two spheres collided with a massive explosion that unleashed another massive wave of sugary liquid. In addition to flooding the chamber even further, the shockwave sent the unfortunate SPR careening into the ceiling, where she burst with a shower of confetti.

“Quite the spectacle, don’t you think?” P22 said, stroking the Commander’s hair, who nodded in agreement. Although what had just taken place was a rather strange form of entertainment, it seemed best to simply agree and continue enjoying the softness of P22’s belly.

Down in the warehouse, a small drone flew back from the sloshing sea to drop four small cubes into Architect’s hand. She examined the electronic devices with a glint in her eye.

“Don’t you worry, I’m not quite done with you all yet…” Architect said with a smile. Pocketing the T-dolls’ cores, she slipped out of the building.