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It's been a little while since I've inflated myself, but every once in a while I get the urge to fill myself up as tight and round as possible. I put on a tiny striped shirt, something I used to wear when I was way less fat, and my belly hangs out from the bottom of it quite a bit. I use my trusty aquarium pump and start to fill up my belly with air. It feels so good as it starts to go in, and I can barely feel it as it blows up my fat belly. Slowly, I get bigger, and bigger. I take a break when it starts to feel tight, but I am compelled to keep going, to get my belly as big and round and tight as possible. I'm starting to feel huge. I slip into a trance, calming my breathing and relaxing my muscles. The more I relax, the bigger I get, and I enter a state of blissful relaxation and growing bigger. I've never gotten this big before, I can feel the air filling every part of my belly with no room left. It was so hot, I was so wet after I was done.
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