Maximum Stretch (Patreon)

Every inch of her was drum-tight, glossy, and trembling, her voice reduced to faint moans under the strain of her internal pressure. The hiss of the tank had become background noise to the creaking of overstretched skin. And now here she was—blown up beyond reason, barely able to groan, ears twitching as every balloon beneath her shifted under the mounting pressure- the resulting explosion was inevitable.