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I Am Back

Hi guys, if you don't remember, I am FemaleBellyPopStory. I have come back to this once again. Send me some requests and / or hellos. Or some rp which whatever you choose. All in all. I am back again

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Quick Announcement

Ladies and Gentlemen If I don't make a story that some of you all have requested me to do. please let me know i tend to forget most of the time because I've been busy with other stuff that doesn't involve with inflation. busy of the real world if you know what i mean. So please let me know and i apologize to forget your requests Thank you

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The Unstoppable Swell: Lindsay's Last Plea

Lindsay sighed as she returned from her lunch break, patting her belly absently as she walked back into the quiet, empty store. All Reptiles wasn’t particularly busy that day, and she felt a sense of calm as she strolled between the aisles, looking over the rows of cages and tanks filled with slithering snakes, flickering lizards, and watchful tortoises. It wasn’t until she reached the counter that she noticed the strange, heavy sensation in her stomach. At first, she brushed it off as nothing. She’d had a pretty big lunch, maybe too much, and perhaps it was just sitting a little heavy. But as she stood there, leaning against the counter, the feeling grew more intense — not just heavy but something else, something that felt like it was… spreading. She winced as her stomach let out a low, ominous gurgle, one that seemed to echo around the quiet store. “Huh…” she murmured, pressing a hand gently to her belly. “That’s… weird.” Lindsay tried to shake it off, laughing it away. “Alright,

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Just to make myself clear

Hi my old and new fans of mine. to keep in mind for requests. I would only do women inflation i never had the feeling of men inflation. women inflation only with bigger bellies popping but no sex involved and no cum inflation. sorry for those who like those kinks but i do not

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The Unbearable Pressure: Max's Final Shift

The Unbearable Pressure: Max's Final Shift The Williamsburg Diner was buzzing with its usual afternoon crowd. Max Black, leaning against the counter with her signature sarcastic smirk, was tossing one-liners at the customers as they trickled in. Caroline Channing was zipping between tables, all smiles, taking orders. "Hey, Max," Caroline called, sliding up next to her. "Mr. Thompson wants another refill." Max rolled her eyes, picking up the coffee pot. "Sure, why not? Maybe I'll accidentally pour too much, and he'll drown in caffeine." Caroline shot her a look. "You've really mastered customer service." Max shrugged. "It's a gift." With a mischievous grin, Max grabbed one of the leftover cupcakes from the morning batch and took a big bite. "Man, these things could double as paperweights," she mumbled through a mouthful of cake. Caroline grimaced. "Max, those have been sitting there all day. You're going to regret that." I regret most things I eat here, Max joked, but then

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A Night Gone Wrong

A Night Gone Wrong Anna arrived home late, still buzzing from a fun girls’ night out with her friends. The laughter, the chatter, the food—it had all been so much fun. But now, as she walked through the door, she couldn’t shake the strange sensation in her stomach. As she kicked off her heels and headed to the living room, she felt an odd fullness in her belly. It wasn’t just the usual kind of full; it was different—intense. **Anna:** "What did I eat tonight? Maybe it was that dessert… or was it something else?" She rubbed her belly, trying to ease the discomfort, but as she sat down on the couch, the fullness intensified. Her belly began to swell, slowly expanding outward. Her eyes widened in shock as she watched her stomach balloon in front of her. **Anna:** "Oh my God, what is happening to me?!" Anna’s belly grew steadily, stretching the fabric of her buttoned shirt. She felt a mixture of fear and disbelief as her stomach swelled to the size of a woman nine months pregnant. Then, just as suddenly as it had started, the inflation stopped. She sat there, panting, her hands trembling as she placed them on her taut, round belly. **Anna:** "It… stopped? Thank God, it stopped… What am I going to do?" Her mind raced. She knew she had to do something, anything, to stop this from happening again. Maybe if she pressed down on her belly, she could make it go away. **Anna:** "Come on, Anna, think… Maybe if I just push it down…" She pressed down on her swollen stomach, but it was firm, unyielding. The pressure didn’t lessen at all. Desperate for answers, she grabbed her phone and started texting her friends. **Anna:** "Guys, something’s wrong! My stomach is swelling up like crazy. I don’t know what to do!" As she sent the text, a deep gurgling sound came from her belly. Her eyes widened in horror as she felt the pressure building up again. **Anna:** "No, no, not again!" Her belly began to swell once more, this time faster and more violently. The buttons on her shirt strained against the growing mass until one by one, they popped off, revealing her bare, expanding belly. **Anna:** "Oh God, it’s getting bigger! My belly is growing! Someone help me!" One button flew off with such force that it startled Anna, causing her to drop her phone. It clattered to the floor, just out of reach. **Anna:** "No! My phone!" She tried to bend down and grab it, but her bloated belly made it difficult to move. She grunted in frustration as she stretched out her arm, fingers brushing the edge of the phone. The inflation stopped again, leaving her momentarily relieved, but she knew it wouldn’t last. **Anna:** "Okay… just get the phone…" Finally, she managed to grab the phone. She started to dial 911, but before she could complete the call, her phone’s screen went black. **Anna:** "No! My phone died?! What am I supposed to do now?!" Panic set in as she realized she couldn’t text her friends or call for help. But then she remembered the house phone in the kitchen. **Anna:** "The house phone! I can still call for help…" She slowly got up, her massive belly making it hard to move. As she took a step toward the kitchen, her belly gurgled ominously, and the swelling started again. **Anna:** "Oh no, not again! Please, stop growing!" Her belly swelled larger, tighter, more painfully than before. She clutched at it, trying to ease the unbearable pressure, but it was no use. She couldn’t stop it. **Anna:** "I have to get to the phone… I have to call for help…" Anna waddled into the kitchen, each step becoming more difficult as her belly expanded. She finally reached the phone and dialed 911 with trembling fingers. The phone rang twice before a voice answered on the other end. **911 Operator:** "911, what’s your emergency?" **Anna:** "Please, help me! My stomach is swelling up! It’s getting so big—I’m afraid I’m going to explode!" There was a pause on the other end, and then the operator sighed. **911 Operator:** "Ma’am, this line is for emergencies only. Prank calls are illegal." **Anna:** "No, this isn’t a prank! I’m serious, my belly is growing, and I can’t stop it! Please, I need help!" But the operator didn’t believe her. **911 Operator:** "Ma’am, I’m going to hang up now. Don’t call this number again unless it’s an actual emergency." **Anna:** "No, wait! Please, I’m not—" The line went dead, leaving Anna in stunned silence. She stared at the phone, her heart pounding in her chest. **Anna:** "She… she hung up? She doesn’t believe me…" Just then, her belly gurgled loudly, and the swelling began again, this time with a ferocity that left her gasping. Her skin stretched tighter and tighter, the pressure inside her unbearable. **Anna:** "Oh no no no no! Oh God, I’m gonna… I’m gonna explode! No! Somebody help me! I’m gonna explode!!!" Her belly grew larger and larger, beyond anything she could have imagined. She tried to rub it, to calm herself, but it was no use. Her skin was stretched to the limit, and she knew she couldn’t take much more. **Anna:** "Please, stop! I can’t take it! I’m gonna… I’m gonna burst!" The inflation didn’t stop this time. It kept going, pushing her belly to the brink. She could feel her skin straining, the gurgling inside her growing louder and more violent. **Anna:** "No… no… I’m gonna explode… I’m gonna—" “UUHH UUUUHHH UAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH—” With a final, desperate scream, Anna’s belly exploded with a loud, echoing pop. The force of the explosion sent pieces of her clothing flying across the room. The only thing left were the torn remnants of her shirt and leggings on the floor, marking the spot where she had been just moments before. The house fell silent, the aftermath of Anna’s terrifying ordeal leaving only echoes of her last moments, her desperate pleas for help unanswered. #bellyinflation #belly #inflation #inflationpopping #bellyexpandion #expanding #abouttoexplode #abouttopop

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The Curse of the Pumpkin Seeds

Anna strolled home from the farmer's market, humming to herself, her mind lingering on the odd exchange with the vendor. He had practically thrust the bag of pumpkin seeds into her hands, his eyes glinting with a mischievous spark. "Special seeds," he’d said with a mysterious grin. "A little magic inside." She’d laughed it off, thinking it was just a gimmick. But later that evening, as she tossed the seeds back one by one, she had to admit they were delicious. "Magic seeds, right," she murmured with a chuckle, grabbing another handful. "Just really tasty." Before she knew it, the bag was empty, and she stretched back on the couch, feeling satisfyingly full. But a strange, growing tightness in her belly interrupted her moment of relaxation. “Ugh, maybe I overdid it…” She pressed her hand to her stomach, feeling an unusual firmness under her fingertips. As she glanced down, her eyes widened. Her stomach looked… rounder. Much rounder. "What the—?!" She pushed against her belly, as if