The Mile Sized Club

Rory Carver, a support pilot for the illustrious Sky Maidens, was sitting in the cockpit of his B-17 bomber. Slouched back in his chair with one leg draped over the side of the hatch, he tapped his foot to the music coming from the radio he had placed alongside him. He kept the volume low as it was after regulation hours and he wasn’t supposed to be in the hanger at this time in the night. Rory needed some downtime though, so he took the risk of getting chewed out. 

Rory had been a small, thin boy, he grew into a small effeminate man. His size, along with the fact that he had long, luxurious brown hair, often meant he was mistaken for a girl. A fact that his fellow male co-pilots never let him forget. It wasn’t only them though Rory’s entire military career had been dogged with jabs and mocking. This led to him butting heads with many of his higher-ups. For being a smaller man Rory had a reputation for being a scraper. The only reason he never got more than chewed out over these fights was probably because he was an exceptional pilot. 

Rory would pull off missions and maneuvers that no other sane pilot would. People often said he had a death wish, but that wasn’t true. Rory just trusted his skills and his machine. Most of the repair work he did himself as he didn’t trust others with his bird. His skills were the reasoning he was given when he was told he was being transferred to support the Sky Maidens. Though Rory suspected it was because of his feminine appearance he was transferred to the platoon. He was quick to notice that most of the troops and officers in the Sky Maidens were women. He was also told quite bluntly that this was no accident by a few of the Sky Maidens. 

The Sky Maidens were a tough-as-nails group of women hell-bent on showing they were more capable than any other troop out there. They reminded Rory of himself in that way. He constantly had to prove he deserved to be here just because he didn’t look like one of the guys. One good thing about being here though was the girls didn’t bother him about his looks. In fact, several of them were envious of his hair. They wondered how he kept it so shiny in a war like this. Rory let out a few of his secrets and this won him some brownie points. After a few weeks, the girls were less suspicious of him. 

Though he didn’t win over any of the actual Sky Maidens until he took to the sky with them. Impressive would be an understatement for the Sky Maidens. These women underwent surgeries to get specialized implants that could be filled with helium to make them lighter so that the Wing-Gear Suits could be at their most effective. The results of these implants meant that the Sky Maidens had enormous breasts, butts, hips, and thighs while deployed. It was also why they were often referred to as the Sky Bimbo Brigade by those who had not seen them in action. Anyone who had seen them in action knew better though. 

After one deployment, though, all the Sky Maidens considered Rory a part of the team. They were more open and relaxed with him and he, in turn, lowered his guard with them, especially Bridgette. Bridgette York was a daredevil like himself; she would dive into situations many of the other Sky Maidens would not. Which usually meant he tended to be her support and backup in those situations. It also meant that Bridgette had a great deal of respect for Rory and the other way around as well. The two shared their meals more often than not. It wasn’t long before Rory found himself developing a crush on his co-pilot. 

Who would blame him though Bridgette was fearless, strong, confident, beautiful, funny, friendly, and always optimistic. She tried to see the best in people and never once commented about Rory’s small stature or feminine looks. Plus, even when her implants weren’t filled Bridgette was still a very curvy cutie. It wasn’t long before rumors of the two of them being a couple made their way around the base though that wasn’t true. There was no way Bridgette would be interested in a guy like him. 

With that thought in mind, Rory pulled out the flask he had smuggled in and put it to his lips taking a long swig. The burn of the whiskey ran down his throat and spread throughout his chest. Even though things were better here. Rory still liked to sneak off and have his own private time. The whiskey had been a gift from one of the Sky Maidens who he had pulled out of an extremely hot situation a few missions back. Now that they were on leave for a few weeks he finally had time to enjoy it. He was about to take another gulp when the sound of metal clattering along with a string of oaths made his ears twitch. 

Putting the cap back on his flask, Rory quickly turned off his radio. He slouched down in his cockpit hiding while peeking out to make sure no one was coming. Once satisfied no one was about to find him out. He decided to let his curiosity get the better of him. Slowly and quietly he climbed down out of his plane and made his way over towards the noise. As he drew nearer Rory could hear moans of pleasure. He blushed, was something fooling around in the hanger at night? Peeking around the corner deeper into the aircraft hangar Rory spotted Bridgette. 

She was surrounded by metal, air canisters and her breasts were huge. Much bigger than they were even when she went out on a mission. One of her hands was on her breasts rubbing them while the other was down between her legs. Twin hoses were running from the air tanks to Bridgette nipples. Was this how they filled up before a mission? Rory had never seen the girls fill up before. As he watched Bridgette’s bare breasts ballooning bigger and bigger in front of him, he assumed this was why. They had to expose themselves to pump their boobs up for the mission. Seeing Bridgette’s creamy white skinned breasts swelling like this getting so obscenely big turned Rory on. 

As Rory got closer, he could hear her moaning to herself “unnn yes, bigger! Tighter! God, I needed this,” Bridgette panted to herself. 

Rory cleared his throat to make Bridgette aware he was there “those seem a little bigger than regulation size,” Rory said as he walked into view. 

Bridgette turned beat red, and her foxlike ears flattened as she spun away from him “Rory! What the hell are you doing here?” she demanded to know as she closed the air canisters. 

Bridgette was always a beauty, her long hair turned from strawberry blond to orange then to a deep brown at the tips. She had big gorgeous eyes you could get lost in. Her nose was small and cute, her face round with a pointed chin. Rory pulled out the flask he had in his pocket and shook it “a little personal R&R,” he said. He nodded to her large beanbag chair sized breasts “though your private R&R seems a little more unique.” 

Her eyes glanced at the flask, then went back to him “well if you’re going to interrupt a lady's private time, you can at least offer her a drink,” she grinned and held out her hand. 

Rory smiled and shook his head. He walked over next to Bridgette and sat on some supply crates, so he was back on to her. He held out the flask and she took it from his hand. As she drank from it, Rory looked at the collection of air tanks and asked, "So what’s all this about?” he asked, gesturing to the tanks. 

Bridgette let out a satisfied sigh as she finished her drink and passed the flask back to Rory “I... I ahh well I like to fill up even when I’m not getting ready to fly.” She said as she settled down next to Rory her breasts were big enough now that the sides of them pressed against him. He did his best to cover his blushing, but he was quite sure Bridgette noticed it. “It helps me relax, the bigger they get the better I feel and the more I’m able to relax and just enjoy myself ya know.” 

Rory only nodded; he knew where she was coming from. Sometimes it was impossible to find ways to relax when you’re in the middle of a war zone. If this was what it took for Bridgette to relax, who was he to judge? As the two sat there Rory took a deep breath, maybe it was the whiskey, but he was feeling a little emboldened at the moment. “So, umm are they big enough for you to relax?” he said feeling the heat rush to his cheeks “or did you need them bigger? Because if you did I could...,” he was squirming in his seat now “I could…. you know…. help,” he finished. 

There was a silence that seemed to drag on for an eternity for Rory before Bridgette chuckled, “Oh you want to help Rory?” Rory looked back at Bridgette and there was a glint in her eye that was anything but innocent. “Alright, those two tanks there,” she pointed at the two closest to Rory. The ones she had turned off moments ago “why don’t you open those up again,” she said grinning. Rory did as he was told. The two slack hoses tightened up again as the air started to pour down their lengths. Hissing filled the air and Bridgette let out a groan “unnghh that’s it, Rory, pump my balloon titties up,” she cooed at him. 

Rory’s mouth fell open as Bridgette’s breasts resumed their expansion. Bigger and bigger and bigger they bellowed it wasn’t long before her breasts were touching the ground. “Come on Rory don’t just stand there, my big fat blimps aren’t going to play with themselves,” Bridgette said standing in front of him with her hands on her hips. 

Rory’s eyes snapped from Bridgette’s massive dirigibles up to her eyes “you mean you want me to ahhh...umm,” he pointed at her breasts. 

Bridgette raised an eyebrow as if to say really, Rory? “You’re the one who wanted to help me relax,” she said as she nodded her head to tell him to come on. 

Rory practically vaulted in between Bridgette’s breasts. The balloon-boobed Sky Maiden giggled at first, but her giggles quickly gave way to moans as Rory played with her ample bosoms. As they continued to expand and inflate bigger Rory soon realized he had to get on top of them. It was either that or get run over by them. Bridgette’s two zeppelins were now bigger than both Rory and Bridgette together. Still, as they grew and grew Bridgette’s moans came out louder and Rory soon found himself unable to hold back either. 

Knowing he was on top of his crush's massive breasts and that she actually liked that they were getting bigger and bigger and bigger. It only served to turn the ace fighter pilot on more than he had ever been before. Even just laying on top of them between her valley of deepening cleavage had him on the brink of cumming. Rory had to get some release undoing his pants he pulled them down around his ankles. His hefty cock sprung out now free of its confines, pushing his girth in between her breasts he started to bounce and hump against Bridgette’s cleavage. “Rory? Is that what I think it is?” Bridgette said between her grunts and groans “you’re a bloody tripod!” she said amazed. Even at this size, she could tell Rory was packing some serious sausage. 

Bridgette moaned as Rory’s cock slid in and out between her breasts. The fox-eared woman moaned and groaned as Rory humped and thrust between her now bed-sized breasts. His hips slapping against her over-inflated sensitive melons were driving her wild. “Unnghh yes Rory put that fat cock to good use and cum between my big blimps!” Rory quivered as she egged him on, he was already close to bursting and that was just what it took to finish the job. With a loud moan, he shot his hot gooey load between his crush’s massive tits. His hips twitched and bucked erratically as blob after blob of his white sticky load oozed between her bouncing breasts. 

As he lay panting on top of her still swelling breasts, they soon came to a stop, the air tanks now empty. Bridgette’s boobs pushed out just bigger than small cars now. She purred in delight, rubbing her ample endowments “hey flyboy,” she called out to Rory “get down, here would you?” 

After spending his load between Bridgette’s tits his rational mind started to come back to him. Rory felt the heat of shame rise to his face. Climbing down, he made his way over to Bridgette’s face “I…. I um sorry about that,” he said his face was as crimson as a face could get. 

Bridgette smiled at Rory “sorry about what?” she said rubbing his arm “we’re just having fun, wow you really like big boobs huh?” she said chuckling. 

Rory looked Bridgette in the eye “well I like you more than just your big boobs,” he said before glancing away shyly. 

Her hand went to Bridgette’s mouth covering it. Now that it was now hung open slightly in shock. Then she smiled sweetly “I like more than my big boobs too,” she replied before she pulled Rory in for a kiss. The panicked pilot was wide-eyed. The woman he had a crush on for months now was kissing him. 

As she pulled away, the two of them looked at each other panting “so what now?” Rory asked. 

Bridgette smiled “give me a hand deflating the girls, would you?” she said patting her breasts “they need a break, I’ve never been this big before,” she added. 

Rory nodded “sure thing,” he looked around for some kind of release valve but came across nothing of the sort “ummm how do I do it?” he asked. 

The Sky Maiden grinned “you’ll need to go pull on my nipples to open the valves,” Rory looked at her nipples and licked his lips. Bridgette laughed “I thought you might like that.” 

Rory went to Bridgette’s nipples and unhooked the hoses. Gripping her much larger nipples in each hand, he started to pull on them gently. Sure enough, he was met with a slow blast of air “put some back into it, Rory,” Bridgette called out “or we’ll be here all night,” gulping Rory pulled on Bridgette’s nipples harder than before more air blasted out and her breasts started to shrink “unnghh yes! Pull on my nipples! Harder! Harder!” Bridgette ordered as her breasts continued to deflate smaller and smaller. 

It wasn’t long before Rory had Bridgette back to a normal size or, well, normal for her anyway. Looking at her topless body, she really was something else. He paused when he noticed something strange “Bridgette why is there a valve in your belly button?” he asked curiously. 

“It’s for higher altitude missions,” Bridgette said before adding “it’s also what you’re going to fill up next.” She pointed to another two air tanks “come on get cracking,” she licked her lips in anticipation. 

Rory’s eyes lit up in joy. This was just what he wanted to have more fun with Bridgette he saluted her “yes ma’am!” he said before hooking the hoses up to another two air tanks and pugging both hoses into Bridgette’s belly button. The woman shuddered eagerly “here goes,” he said as he cranked the two canisters open. 

Hissing filled the air and Bridgette’s belly lurched out, growing quickly before their very eyes. Bridgette moaned louder than ever and collapsed to her knees “all the way open already! Ohhh it’s so much pressure!” she cried out as her belly quickly ballooned bigger and bigger and bigger. It was just as big as her breasts in seconds and it didn’t take long before it had blown up bigger than Bridgette. As the two air tanks went to work, her belly grew and grew and grew. Pushing out past the size of a bed in no time the air continued to rush into the horny Sky Maiden. “Ohhh yes! Rory, pump me up! Bigger! I’ve never blown up so fast before! God, I’m such a horny blimp!” Bridgette babbled as she rubbed her belly. 

As quickly as the fun had begun it was coming to a stop. Rory climbed up into Bridgette’s belly rubbing it all over with his arms and legs. Humping against it with his still hard cock bouncing up and down on it without abandon. The weight of Rory bouncing up and down on Bridgette’s belly only brought her more and more pleasure. She had never pumped either her breasts or belly this big before. It felt so good she loved how sensitive everything was. “Keep bouncing Rory!” Bridgette shouted out to her lover “I’m almost there.” 

Rory did what he was told and continued to bounce up and down more and more until he heard Bridgette crying out in pleasure “ohhh god I’m cumming!” the lusty Sky Maiden screeched as ecstasy washed over her. When she came down there was a sheen of sweat on her brow. She huffed and panted happily. 

A hand cupped her face, Bridgette looked over at Rory and he smiled at her “that was so amazing,” he said as he rubbed her cheek. 

“So,” Bridgette huffed “now what?” She blissfully said, looking at Rory with her eyes shining. 

Rory grinned “you still kinda look stressed to me Bridgette,” he walked away from her and started hooking all the tanks together “really stressed in fact.” Once he had finished hooking all the air tanks together, he came back to Bridgette with three hoses. Plugging one into each nipple and the last into her belly button. “So, I guess we’re going to have to keep pumping you bigger,” Rory opened two of the air tanks “and bigger” he opened another two “and bigger!” More and more hisses filled the air as he kept cranking open air tank, after air tank. 

Bridgette squealed in bliss as the pressure from the air tanks kept growing and growing. Her breasts and belly lurched out, ballooning faster than she ever thought possible “Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god! Yes! Yes! Yes! Bigger! Bigger! Bigger!” she ranted as her breasts expanded fatter than cars in seconds. Her belly was bigger than a fighter plane already. She was rapidly billowing out in all directions now taking up more and more space in the hanger. 

Rory did not stop until he had every air tank open all the way. Looking back at Bridgette, he almost blew another load right there. His lover was so massive now, her breasts were bigger and fatter than a garage. Her belly was the size of a house. “Rory!” Bridgette shouted out “I’ve never been so big! I love it! Pump me up until I’m actually the size of a blimp!” she shouted as her breasts and belly started to push planes and other gear in the hanger away from them. 

Looking around Rory spotted what he needed: the air compressor used to fill the air tanks. He hooked that massive piece of machinery up to the web of hoses all leading to Bridgette and he turned it up to the max. The sound Bridgette made told him this was the right idea. Bridgette couldn’t even speak anymore; she was lost in an ocean of pleasure and bliss. Her breasts and belly expanded out bigger and fuller. The massive air hangar was getting stuffed every inch filled with the horny fox woman’s expanding blimps. 

Bridgette’s tongue lolled out as she lusted for more to be bigger, she had to keep going. This was too incredible to stop. She came over and over as inch after inch foot after foot was added to her increasing balloon mass. She would become a sky air fortress if it meant she could keep getting bigger like this, she loved it, she never wanted it to end. Her breasts and belly now fill the entire hangar. The massive steel structure creaked and groaned as increased pressure was put on the walls and ceiling. 

However, just as much pressure was being exerted on Bridgette’s own expansion balloons, and soon the pressure was too much. With a couple of loud pings, the hoses connected to her belly button and nipples popped off and her inflation came to an abrupt halt. Just in time for Bridgette to have the mother of all orgasms. As wave after wave of intoxicating joy washed over her body and brain, the Sky Maiden let out a soundless scream. After what felt like an eternity, she finally came down. Her muscles stopped clenching and she could relax. 

No longer inflating, Bridgette was able to come to her senses again. “Oh, my goodness I’m so big,” she said in awe as she rubbed her impossibly big assets. Suddenly Bridgette’s eyelids felt very heavy “and I’m so tired,” she added “hey Rory,” she said looking up at Rory as he looked down at her “let's do this again sometime.” 

Before Rory could answer, Bridgette was out like a light snoring softly against her hangar filling orbs. He smiled “sure thing,” he said, even though he knew she couldn’t hear him. With the passion of the perverted act gone Rory looked up at the wall of creamy white flesh in front of him. How on earth was he going to explain this one to headquarters? 

The End.