The Ballroom

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Esme barged through the door and into the kitchen, her momentum being enough to get past the mostly-female staff that were mostly taller than her. As a 19 year-old college student with blonde hair in a bun and wearing a rather silly-looking clown-like outfit consisting of tight leggings and two big white braces going over her shoulder, connected to her waistline. Better yet, with every step her suit gave out loud squeaking and jingling noises. She didn't have time for that, she was running through a kitchen. She nearly made it out of a set of double doors into the main room where the party was going on, but as she got through a pair of waitresses grabbed her braces. They stretched impressively, and as they were pulled taught Esme's panties were pulled upwards into her vagina. The feeling was so good to her she lost her footing, causing her to get yanked back and crash into the waitresses grabbing her. As she flew, her shoes came loose. She was forced to run barefoot, with the squeaking and jingling louder than before as she made her way to a staircase to find another exit upstairs. Her shirt was very tight, as her natural boobs were too big to properly seal the buttons. Esme was chased onto the balcony after she made her way to the upper floor, and seeing the strippers dancing on the ribbons gave her an idea. She tied her braces to the hanging ribbons, and jumped to the other side to evade capture. As she did, the pulling caused her panties to get yanked upwards, giving her a massive wedgie that gave her pleasure. She barely caught and balanced herself on the other side, taking a few deep breaths to overcome the pleasure. Esme decided to take a run up and bounce all across the room, and each time she bounced she suffered a wedgie that she came to enjoy, somehow, and her boobs jiggled inside her shirt. She felt unstoppable as nobody could even slow her down! Until she lost control. Her arousal and the cold floor that she was previously running on with her bare rubber feet, as well as a cool breeze in the air, meant her nipples had become hard. They poked through the shirt with no issue. "Oh, uh, ooooooh!" She swung towards a waitress on a ladder, who put her arms up sheepishly in a poor attempt to block the incoming girl. Esme collided into the waitress ass-first, throwing the girl down onto a table of deserts and spraying whipped cream everywhere. "Oh, sorry!" She yelled. Esme turned and caught the balcony, taking a few deep breaths to deal with all the pleasure her poor vagina just experienced. She'd never felt anything like it. "Heh, heh, heh..." She panted heavily. The woman she had hit stood up, looking straight up at Esme from below. A loud noise filled the room, coming from Esme's behind. She turned worriedly and looked at her bottom. "Oh, uh... ooooooh..." She saw her lower half was getting bigger rapidly as her suit's pants bulged up a fair amount. Then suddenly...

*POP*

"Oh, eh, heh, ooh, heh..."

Esme moaned as her lower half blew up, her already-big bottom getting larger by the second.*POP POP* More seams gave way to reveal her big, pink rubber ass inflating like a balloon. Everyone else was awestruck. The lady she had hit lifted a big red tag, which she had pulled from Esme's behind as she got hit. The label read DO NOT PULL in big, demanding black letters.

"Oh..." The woman looked up, seeing Esme still growing.

"Oh, ooh..." Esme's pants were totally shredded as they fell off, showing everyone her giant pink inflating rubber bum that was being hugged tightly by an especially defiant pair of white panties. Her favourite panties, her lucky pair. As she grew more the stitches on her favourite panties began to give way, until...

*POP*

They snapped off, fell below her and landed on the woman holding her tag. They rested on the woman's head as Esme was still inflating, now surpassing the size of a small car. The entire time, Esme felt like she was having the best sex ever. Not that she knew what sex felt like. Her ass suddenly sounded like it was reaching its limit, and lucky for her the inflation slowed and finally stopped.

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