Jim x Dwight Oneshots *smut warning*

Water Inflation

I stand in the bathroom of Dwight's beet farm, my heart racing with excitement and anticipation. Dwight has a bucket of water suspended high above my head, with a tube coming out of the bottom. I know what's about to happen, and I can hardly contain my excitement.

Dwight stands behind me, his strong hands running up and down my back. "Are you ready, Jim?" he asks, his voice low and husky.

I nod eagerly, biting my lip in anticipation. Dwight leans down and whispers in my ear, "You're going to love this."

He reaches for the tube hanging out of the bucket, lubricating the end with his fingers. I can feel myself leaking just thinking about it, and I can hardly wait for him to enter me with it.

As he slides the tube inside of me, I gasp with pleasure. It feels so incredible, so intense, and I can feel the water starting to trickle inside of me.

I can hear Dwight breathing heavily behind me, his own excitement building with mine. "Does that feel good, Jim?" he asks, his voice thick with desire.

I nod, my eyes closed in ecstasy. "Yes, Dwight," I moan. "It feels amazing."

The water continues to trickle inside of me, the sensation growing more intense with each passing second. It tickles at first, but then it starts to fill me up. I can feel the water flowing deep inside me, stretching me out in a way that I never thought possible. My stomach starts to bulge a little, and I can't help but let out a moan of pleasure. It's such a unique sensation, the water filling me up and stretching me out. I feel like I can take on so much more, and I don't want it to stop.

"Does it hurt?" Dwight asks, his voice laced with concern.

I shake my head. "No, it actually feels kind of good," I reply, surprising even myself with the admission.

Dwight is watching me with intense focus, his eyes glued to my body as it fills with water. "You look so good, Jim," he says, his voice husky with desire. "So full and swollen."

I can feel myself blushing, but the sensation is too intense to be embarrassed. I'm lost in the pleasure of it all, my body tingling with desire. The water continues to flow inside of me, and I feel like I'm starting to really get filled.

Suddenly, a strange feeling washes over me. I'm not sure what it is at first, but then I realize that I might be getting too full. The pressure inside of me is building up, and I can see my stomach growing and expanding with each passing second. But still, the water doesn't stop. It keeps flowing relentlessly into me, filling me up like a water balloon.

"Dwight, I think...I think I might be getting full," I say, my voice strained with discomfort.

But Dwight doesn't seem to hear me. He's too focused on watching my body, his eyes filled with desire as he takes in the sight of my growing belly. I can see the lust and hunger in his gaze, and it only serves to make me feel even more vulnerable and exposed.

As the water continues to flow into me, I feel my stomach stretching and expanding beyond anything I've ever experienced before. It's like I'm 9 months pregnant, but instead of a baby, I'm carrying gallons and gallons of water inside of me. My skin is stretched taut over my belly, which is now round and hard like a basketball. I can feel the weight of it all pressing down on me, and I'm trembling with the effort of trying to keep it all in.

But Dwight is loving every second of it. He's rubbing his hands all over my taught stomach, feeling the way it's grown under his touch. He's fascinated by the way it's become so large and round, and he can't resist jiggling it and watching me gasp at the sensation. The sloshing noise of the water inside me is deafening, and I can feel it shifting around as Dwight moves his hands over my belly.

"Dwight," I gasp again, my voice filled with desperation this time. "Please, I can't take any more. It's too much."

But Dwight is lost in his own desires, and he doesn't seem to hear me. He's transfixed by the sight of my stomach jiggling like jello, and he can't resist the temptation to keep filling me up. I can see the hunger and lust in his gaze, and it's both terrifying and exhilarating. I know I should stop him, that I should make him understand how dangerous this is, but part of me is secretly enjoying the feeling of being so full and so vulnerable under his control.

And then, just when I think I can't take it anymore, the water finally stops flowing, the bucket seemingly emptied into me. I let out a huge breath of relief, collapsing against the bathtub as I try to catch my breath. Dwight is grinning at me, his eyes alight with pleasure at the sight of me filled to the brim with water.

"You look amazing, Jim," he says, his voice still husky with desire. "So full and perfect."

But I'm not feeling perfect. I'm feeling bloated and uncomfortable, like I might burst at any moment. I try to move, but my body feels heavy and cumbersome, the water sloshing around inside of me with every movement. My stomach is the size of a watermelon now.

"Dwight," I say, my voice strained. "I don't know if I can take much more of this."

But before I can say anything else, Dwight is already pulling out the tube, and I can feel the water starting to pour out of me. It's a strange sensation, like being emptied out from the inside. I gasp and moan, my body convulsing as the water rushes out of me. But before too much can escape, Dwight shoves himself inside of me, using his dick like a cork.

I gasp in surprise, not even having time to ask what Dwight is doing before he starts moving back and forth, the water sloshing inside of me like a water bottle. I can feel him moving deeper and deeper inside me, stretching me in ways I never thought possible.

"Jim, listen to me," Dwight says urgently. "I need you to hold it in just a little longer. Trust me, it'll be worth it."

I can barely nod, the pressure inside of me almost unbearable.

As Dwight continues to move inside of me, I can feel my body responding to him, my cock starting to stir back to life despite the discomfort. The sensation of being so full and so stretched is overwhelming, and I find myself moaning loudly with every thrust. Dwight's movements become more urgent, more insistent, and I can tell he's close to coming.

Finally, with a shout, he reaches his climax, his body shuddering as he spills himself inside me. I can feel his hot cum mixing with the water inside me, and the sensation is both strange and intensely arousing. I try to move, but the water sloshes around inside me, making it difficult to find my balance.

Dwight collapses against me, his body slick with sweat, and we lay there for a moment, catching our breath. He stays inside of me, the pressure still intense.

"Dwight," I say, my voice still husky with desire. "What was that?"

"Just a little experiment," he says, grinning down at me. "I wanted to see how much you could take."

He pulls out of me, and I feel the water start pouring out in a small, steady rhythm. I'm left feeling empty and a little cold without his warmth inside me. But that's not enough for Dwight. He leans forward and pushes on my stomach, making me gasp and the water start to pour out of me like a geyser. I moan in pleasure and surprise at the sensation, feeling both embarrassed and aroused.

Dwight watches me with a look of fascination, like he's conducting an experiment. He presses his fingers against my stomach, making the water flow faster and harder out of me. I feel like I'm going to burst, the pressure inside me so intense. I can't believe how much water Dwight managed to pump into me. Finally, he removes his hand and the flow slows down.

Dwight stands up first, then helps me to my feet. I can feel the water still trickling out of me, the last few drops escaping. I reach down and touch myself, feeling a little sore but also strangely satisfied.

"That was...unexpected," I say, still a little dazed from the experience.

Dwight just grins at me. "I told you it would be a good time. You're welcome."

I can't help but laugh at his eagerness. "You're a strange man, Dwight Schrute."

He just shrugs. "I know what I like."

I forgot how much I like inflation...it's not for everyone I know. Also, I feel like if you like inflation, you'll also like pregnancy/weight gain/oviposition, like it's impossible to just like one of them.